Chapter 881

He must enter the eleventh level and completely control this dungeon. Only in this way can he awaken the city-defending divine bone soldier in his memory that can fight demigods!

Chapter 555 The Secret of the Eleventh Floor

When the clan leader came back, he heard the report that there was a deformed citizen in the clan who had saved the dying little boy wearing sand armor. He didn't take it seriously. He was anxious about whether to give the key to the new owner and was not in the mood to see the meritorious child for the time being. civil.

What the Sand Armor clan advocates is strong force and a tough body. Each Sand Armor will naturally know which herbs are useful for which injuries and conditions when it reaches adulthood. Only special illnesses will require elders to treat them. If the elders can't help it, then it's fate.

But as a patriarch who cares about his people and distinguishes rewards and punishments, he allows his subordinates to give the deformed child a new residence as a reward, instead of still hanging around with the old, weak, sick and disabled.

The person in charge of the report, Chuan Shajia, forgot to mention that the deformed child was a newcomer, and the clan leader didn't ask clearly, so the matter was ignored.

The leader came back and told Yan Mo that when the clan leader allowed him to change his residence, many Chuanshajias looked at him with envy. No one wanted to be treated like a waste. Adult and healthy Chuanshajia were put here, as long as they were Anyone with any self-respect would want to leave.

But Yan Mo said no.

It's not like he wants to live here permanently, it doesn't matter to him whether he changes places or not, and here he can accumulate the favor of the wearers by treating these old and weak wearers, and he can also inquire about some things.

After that, Yan Mo treated two more sand-piercing armors according to the severity of their conditions and injuries. The two sand-piercing armors, which were seriously ill and about to die and had half of their scales off, almost recovered immediately after his treatment. As if he was green, he got up on the spot to eat and drink. Previously, these two sand armors were waiting to die. They had been without food and water for two days and were about to die.

The best part is that new scales have begun to grow on their bodies where their scales have fallen off!

How important is scale armor to those who wear sand armor? Only Chuan Shajia himself knows this. Needless to say, such a therapeutic effect is almost like a miracle in the eyes of others.

The two "retired" elders have been observing Yan Mo, and occasionally their eyes meet, as if they are exchanging words.

Xiaosha suddenly came, and this time it actually dragged a severely injured and disabled young man wearing sand armor.

Hiss! Brother, I heard that you can treat? He was also saved..."

The leader called something to Xiao Sha.

Xiao Sha continued with bright eyes: You actually saved three clan armors! Then try and see if you can save it? "

Yan Mo was already observing the seriously injured young man wearing sand armor. Although the sand armor was seriously injured, the situation was not considered urgent. Its condition had basically stabilized, except that its hind limbs and tail were disabled.

The expression of Chuan Shajia in his prime was also very indifferent. He seemed to have accepted his fate of being disabled, and he did not want to wait here to die. He had already made plans to let Xiaosha send him to Chuanshajia Cemetery tonight. Unexpectedly, Xiaosha Sha actually dragged it here.

Xiaosha explained to it that it had just received the news and heard that the new brother it rescued seemed to be good at healing, so he brought it here.

But the strong man wearing sand armor didn't think that the tall and deformed sand armor in front of him could help it. Even if he could treat it, could he restore its lost hind limbs and tail?

Yan Mo met the indifferent gaze of the strong man in sand armor, and he thought: This gaze was not indifferent, but a look of despair in anticipation of death.

Xiao Sha's behavior was regarded as jumping in line. Not only were the other people in front of him not angry, they actually gave up their seats after seeing the disabled man wearing sand armor, and they all urged Yan Mo to treat him first.

Yan Mo guessed that the status of this sand armor was probably high.

After treating three Chuanshajia continuously, Yan Mo was already very familiar with Chuanshajia's body. Other doctors might be helpless if they were disabled, but for him who had mastered the life energy, he only needed to re-set the bones, dredge and activate them. The blood and meridians of the disabled limb in the sand armor give it life energy and stimulate the original repair ability of the limb. It is really not difficult to recover.

This time, Yan Mo also specially virtualized the entire body of the sand armor in the soul sea, and gave it a virtual diagnosis and treatment in the soul sea.

The bones of the lower limbs and tail of this sand armor were slightly broken, which was the most important reason why it became disabled. The sand armors were unable to treat this injury and could only rely on some simple herbs and time to wait for the bones to heal. Heal yourself.

Some people wearing sand armor are lucky. If the bones are not seriously injured and they don't move around much, maybe the bones can grow back, although they won't be able to crawl as fast as before. What's worse is that the whole thing is crooked, almost like a cripple.

As for this old man wearing sand armor, almost no injuries can recover on his own. It doesn't want to continue living due to bone pain and despair.

Yan Mo smiled at the sand armor and said two words: It can be cured. "

The man in his prime wearing sand armor stared wide-eyed, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Xiaosha was excited, and the two elders looked wrong. They didn't expect that this deformed child could not only heal his kind, regenerate scales, but also help set bones and heal injuries. This ability is simply amazing!

Not only the two elders thought so, but the other sand-wearing armors also thought so. They don't understand that it's more difficult to treat deformed children. They only know that it's useless to save those deformed children, but many powerful warriors have to do so because of descaling disease, broken limbs, and tails that cannot heal on their own. Wait for death, take it easy

To a certain extent, it is the bone grafting, regeneration of disabled limbs, and rebirth of scales that truly shock and revere them.

After Yan Mozhen healed the Zeng most powerful warrior, who was already crippled and destined to die, the leader became excited and ran to report to the clan leader.

Not long after, the leader came over to deliver the order, asking Xiao Sha to take away the two retired elders. He also came over specifically to tell Yan Mo that the clan leader would commend him in person tomorrow.

When the clan leader wanted to reward Yan Mo, everyone was only happy for Yan Mo and did not discuss anything. However, Xiao Sha and the two elders left together, which aroused heated discussions among the people wearing sand armor.

Some adults wearing sand armor whispered. They all knew that they could ask the clan leader to invite the two retired elders. There must have been some major issues in the clan that neither the current elders nor the clan leader could decide.

Yan Mo listened for a while and asked the middle-aged man wearing sand armor who was being treated casually: What happened? "

The strong man wearing Shajia only knew that Yan Mo was Xiaosha's brother, and did not know that he was a newcomer from outside. He said to him without any caution: "Maybe it has something to do with the intruders." "

oh? Intruder? "

Haven't you heard? "

I heard a little bit, but not in detail. I was once a waste in the clan. " Yan Mo smiled bitterly, with a sad tone.

The young man wearing sand armor stared at him, you are not a waste, you are a new gift from God to our clan, but no one has discovered your ability before. After today, no one will call you a waste again. "

Thanks. I just heard that the clan leader invited two old elders. Have those intruders already entered the underground city? "

It's possible, let me ask. "The strong man in sand armor raised his head and hissed at the leader, asking him if the intruder had arrived.

Yan Mo was just about to say that there was no need to ask, when the leader turned around and told everyone naturally: He is not an intruder. Xiaosha said that the master wanted the key to enter the eleventh floor, but the master did not pass all levels, so the clan leader summoned the elders to ask. Can you give the key to the owner? "

So everyone knew what was going on.

Yan Mo: ...The Shajia Clan really have good information.

Then he thought that maybe the Chuanshajia clan didn't have any concept of confidentiality at the moment, and they were in a state where the whole clan would share the news.

Well, I heard that this owner seems to be a little different from the original owner? Yan Mo asked tentatively.

As a result, when he asked, everyone started chatting.

Soon, Yan Mo learned some information that should have been secret. Thanks again to his bloodline from the Shanyan Clan. If he hadn't had the ability to interact with all things, even if he mixed into the Chuanshajia Clan, he would probably have entered the Treasure Mountain and returned empty-handed. At least it wouldn't have been so easy to find out the information.

Is there anything in the eleventh floor? Why is the owner so eager to enter? " Yan Mo mingled among everyone, quietly guiding everyone's discussion.

baby! Lots of treasures! "A young boy wearing sand armor said loudly.

It's a weapon. "The leader is sure.

The middle-aged man wearing sand armor stretched his body under the caress of Yan Mo's palm, and let out a long breath comfortably. Perhaps out of gratitude to Yan Mo, he said: "This matter has been too long ago. Now the clan knows about the eleventh level." There are very few sand armors with what's inside. Maybe the clan leaders and elders don't know exactly what's inside. Maybe the original owner didn't let our ancestors tell us. But the clan leader, the elders, and we all know one thing, that is, we must not approach the eleventh floor, because there are terrifying monsters there that can destroy the entire Sand-Piercing Clan and the entire dungeon! "

The "we" in the words of the strong man Chuan Shajia probably also belong to a special class of Chuanshajia. Yan Mo already knew from the mouths of other Chuanshajia that this young man Chuanshajia was once the strongest warrior in the clan before he was disabled. Those it calls "us" should all be powerful warriors similar to it, and they are also the most powerful force among the Chuanshajia clan.

Everyone began to discuss again what kind of monsters were in the eleventh floor, and some young and old people wearing sand armor began to vividly describe some of their adventures in the dungeon.

Yan Mo roughly came up with the following information from the chats among the pangolins.

First, there are a total of twelve floors in the dungeon. The top five floors can be entered freely by sand armors, but from the sixth floor to the eleventh floor, they are closed to sand armors. The Sand Armorers usually live at the bottom of the dungeon, which is the twelfth floor. They know that the number of layers is not that they can count them, but that they have called them down like this for a long time. They say they are used to it.

Second, the new owner and the people he brings can only move on the top five floors, and they cannot enter below the sixth floor. The eleventh floor is what the new owner cares about most.

Third, the leader of the Chuanshajia clan has a bone weapon. This bone weapon symbolizes the status of the clan leader and can only be worn by the clan leader. And it can only communicate with its owner through that bone vessel, and that bone vessel can only communicate with the owner's soul. This is also how the Sand-piercing Clan identifies its new owner.