Chapter 115 Shack Reconstruction
"All your internal organs are injured, and your meridians are severely damaged. Your injuries have penetrated deep into your bones. There is nothing I can do."
Chu Chen's magic power swam inside Taoist Chongyang's body, and the situation was far worse than he expected.
Taoist Chongyang had injured his foundation in his early years, and he had gone crazy before. Although he suppressed the mana riot with his help, Taoist Chongyang still had more injuries, and there was a tendency for the old disease to relapse.
That is to say, Taoist Chongyang's cultivation level is strong enough. If it were an ordinary innate master, he would have died suddenly from such an injury.
and.
Ordinary elixirs have no effect on Taoist Chongyang's injuries.
"Senior, don't worry about it. Pindao knows his body best."
Taoist Chongyang said with a smile.
"With your talent, you shouldn't have stopped here."
Chu Chen sighed.
Taoist Chongyang has extraordinary understanding. If he is not injured and enters the world of immortality, he will definitely have great potential.
Even if the Chongyang Taoist were younger, he might not be able to join the Yunshui Sect.
Sects in the world of immortality, like ordinary sects, do not accept older disciples.
After all, the lifespan of an ordinary Qi-training monk is at most two hundred years, but in fact most of them can only live to be 150 or 60 years old, or even less.
Monks fight with others and practice many secret techniques, which may shorten their lifespan.
Under such circumstances, sects in the world of immortality are naturally unwilling to recruit disciples who are too old.
But with the talent shown by Taoist Chongyang when he first became a monk, he is fully qualified to join the Yunshui Sect.
certainly.
It's too late to say this now.
"Time is also destiny, and everyone has his own destiny. I am lucky to be able to get guidance from my seniors and set foot on the immortal path in this life. I dare not ask for more."
Taoist Chongyang was very indifferent and very open-minded.
"I got your Xuan Zhen Kung and Yi Yang Snap Finger, so I should exchange it for you. This is Qing Ling Dan, which has the effect of nourishing your origin and prolonging your life. It will help your injury and may extend your life for one or two years."
While speaking, Chu Chen raised his hand, and a porcelain bottle floated in front of Taoist Chongyang.
Qingling Pill is a healing elixir he bought in the market. It has a repairing effect on the original injury, and it also has a relieving effect on serious injuries like Taoist Chongyang.
After all, Qingling Pill is only a pill for the Qi training period.
"Thank you for your gift, senior. Xuan Zhen Kung and Yiyang Snap Finger are just a way of repaying the kindness of my senior for his guidance in the past. The grace of saving my life and the grace of giving medicine are another matter.
If seniors and your descendants have instructions in the future, they can use that jade pendant to command the entire Xuanzhen Temple. "
Taoist Chongyang hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take the Qingling Pill and bowed to thank him.
Judging from the injuries on his body, he estimated that he could live for another year. If his life span could be extended, he would naturally not refuse.
Xuan Zhen Guan's current situation is not stable. Apart from him, no innate master has been born yet.
If he could extend his life by one or two years, it would be enough for him to train an innate master.
By then, even if he falls, Xuanzhen Temple will still be able to stand and will not be in danger of destruction.
Whether it was to him or to Xuanzhen Guan, Chu Chen was as kind as a mountain, and he should show it.
"kindness."
Chu Chen accepted Taoist Chongyang's worship calmly and did not reject Taoist Chongyang's kindness.
"Take good care of your injuries. Although you have the Qingling Pill, with your current physical condition, you must not use force at will. Once you use force, it will only make your injuries worse."
After saying these words, Chu Chen moved and disappeared from the spot in an instant.
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Hengduan Mountains.
On a remote mountain peak, Chu Chen randomly found a cave and practiced meditation in it.
This place is dozens of miles away from Chiyanfang City. With Chu Chen's speed, he can reach Chiyanfang City in an hour.
And because the spirit gathering formation outside Chiyanfang City absorbs all the surrounding spiritual energy, the spiritual energy here is thin and no different from ordinary people. It is the best place to fuse the Qingtian Spiritual Mirror and the last bronze mirror.
Eight months later, the two instruments were successfully fused.
"The Bagua Spirit Gathering Array, open!"
In the cave, Chu Chen sat cross-legged and poured mana into the blue sky mirror.
Buzz~
The blue sky mirror burst out with dazzling light, instantly illuminating the cave.
As more and more mana was injected into it, the Blue Sky Spiritual Mirror flew up out of the air, floated two feet in the air, hovered above Chu Chen's head, and dropped mysterious formations.
Eventually, a spirit gathering array covering a ten-foot radius was formed.
next moment.
Chu Chen felt that the spiritual energy in the cave was rising rapidly, and countless spiritual energy gathered here.
"Not bad, comparable to a small spiritual land."
After waiting for a moment, Chu Chen nodded with satisfaction.
This is the ability of the last bronze mirror, which can form a spirit gathering array and gather spiritual energy.
In this area where spiritual energy is relatively scarce, a small spiritual land can be formed. If it is in a place with abundant spiritual energy such as Chiyanfang City, the effect will be even better.
Not only that, after fusing the last bronze mirror, the grade of the Qingtian Spiritual Mirror has been raised to the level of a peak mid-grade magic weapon, and its essence has reached the level of a top-grade magic weapon.
The range that the Qingtian Spiritual Mirror can monitor has been directly increased to 800 feet. At the same time, the power of attack and the size of the storage space have been greatly improved.
"As long as we continue to warm it up, when the Qingtian Spiritual Mirror returns to its original level, it will be enough to be used to the Golden Core stage."
As Chu Chen thought, the light on the Qingtian Spiritual Mirror dimmed, and the gathering formation disappeared.
"The magic weapon has been fused, it's time to return to Chiyanfang City."
Putting away the Qingtian Senling Mirror, Chu Chen prepared to return to Chiyan Market.
At this time, it had been nearly a year since he left Chiyan Market. If he did not go back to pay the rent, the market would probably take back the cave and everything in it.
When he returned to Chiyan Market, Chu Chen found something wrong.
In the shantytown outside the market, the market law enforcement team was confronting a group of casual cultivators.
"Please show some mercy, fellow Taoists. If you demolish this cave, I will be homeless in the future."
A thin and shriveled old cultivator knelt in front of the market law enforcement team and begged bitterly.
The old cultivator was wearing a washed-out Taoist robe and had dark skin. He looked no different from an old farmer in the countryside. He was the lowest-level spiritual plant husband in the market.
He cast spells and farmed day and night on weekdays, and did not dare to have any other consumption, just to save half a low-grade spiritual stone.
Purchasing the fifth-class cave in the shantytown probably consumed all the spiritual stones he had accumulated throughout his life.
The greatest asset in his life.
Once it is demolished, his life will basically be over, and he will not be able to leave anything for his descendants.
"These junks can also be called caves?"
A monk from the market law enforcement team snorted coldly: "Elder Qingxu is kind and does not care about your crime of privately building and selling caves. It is a great favor."
"Old man, if you dare to stop me again, don't blame me for being rude!"
As he spoke, the magic weapon in his hand emitted a faint light, as if it was about to break through the air.
"Old..."
The old monk opened his mouth and wanted to say something.
Bang!
In the market law enforcement team, the leading young monk waved his hand impatiently.
A powerful force flew out, like a heavy hammer hitting the old monk hard, flipping the old monk out, turning over several times, and rolling to the side, life or death unknown.