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But Chang Ling didn't ask in detail, he wanted to inquire slowly first, to try the old man's tone.He looked at the soul body and said slowly, "Fellow Daoist, just now you told me through voice transmission that there is a way to heal my injury, I don't know, can you start the treatment now?"

As soon as Changling came up, he directly stated his purpose, and he didn't want to talk too much with the old man.

"Of course, hehe, fellow daoist, don't be so impatient. Let me finish, I think the injury of fellow daoist should be careful. This is not an ordinary minor injury. There is a magic circle that can heal your injury in that altar. You just need to go there Just pour spiritual power into it."

The old man smiled and waved his hands, signaling Chang Ling not to be too anxious. He walked towards the magic circle and pointed to several streamers in the altar.

"These light crystals are items that I collected and can heal injuries. I think fellow daoists need them quite a bit."

Changling didn't rush forward, but used his spiritual sense to sweep those stones, but as the old man said, the energy in the stones could heal his injuries.

"So, at the beginning you said you wanted me to save your life, what happened, Your Excellency?"

Changling withdrew his consciousness and turned to look at the old man vigilantly.He wasn't looking at the light crystals, but asked cautiously, why did the old man ask himself to save his life when he was outside the cave, and what happened to him?
If he has so many light crystals here, it is impossible to heal the internal injuries of his body.

Then there is only one possibility, the old man must have suffered an extremely serious injury, so serious that those light crystals have no way to save him.

Sure enough, the old man sighed slightly and said: "My injuries are already very serious, and my body has been destroyed by my enemies."

"Although those light crystals can repair the injuries in the practitioner's body, they can't help me reshape my physical body. Now I only have my spirit wandering here, looking for someone who can help me."

"And you are the one who can help me."

"Since even those light crystals can't repair your injury, how can I help you?"

Chang Ling looked at him, and asked with some puzzlement, he had never practiced any exercises to help others reshape their physical bodies, and he probably couldn't help this old man either.

"I have already set up magic circles in this mountain cave that can help me reshape my physical body, fellow Taoist, you just need to inject spiritual power into those magic circles, and it will help me regain my physical body."

The old man pointed to those magic circles and explained slowly, "And if fellow Taoists want to drive the light crystals to heal their injuries, they also need to input spiritual power into that magic circle to activate them, so this is very important for you and me. It's a good thing to say, and I hope fellow Taoists don't refuse."

Changling thought for a while, and felt that there was really no big problem, so he replied: "No problem, you can help me heal this injury, I should thank you fellow Taoist."

So Chang Ling came to the magic circle cautiously. Although he had agreed, he still didn't let go of his vigilance. He was still holding a magic weapon tightly in his hand. Once he found something wrong, he would struggle out immediately.

Changling began to mobilize his mana according to what the old man said, and poured it into the magic circle. With the infusion of his mana, the surrounding light crystals lit up one by one, and at the same time a soft wave of spiritual power emerged in the circle. on him.

And the damage to the meridians and the shock of his soul caused by his exhaustion of spiritual power were slowly healed by the spiritual power emanating from the light spar.

"Sure enough, that old man doesn't seem to be lying to me with lies."

Looking at his healed body, Changling couldn't help showing joy. When driving the Excalibur, he had already consumed a lot of life essence, and his spiritual power was dry, which caused the body's meridians to be damaged.

If he was allowed to slowly rely on the nourishment of the spiritual power of the surrounding world to repair his injuries, considering the low concentration of spiritual power in the Shenwu Continent, he might be in the Year of the Monkey.

Seeing that he was about to finish repairing the funeral, Changling secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't find anything unusual in the process. The magic circle he injected with spiritual power was only pulling the power of the light spar from the beginning to the end. Just to repair the injury.

Moreover, there is nothing unusual about those bull spirits, and they are just slowly exuding spiritual power for themselves to heal their injuries.

"Could it be that I'm really worrying too much?" Chang Ling couldn't help thinking, but the eerie voice he heard before really made him dare not be careless.

But nothing happened to him now, which means that he might have mistakenly blamed the old man.

The old man asked him to use his spiritual power to drive the light spar to heal himself, and he used his spiritual power to drive the magic circle to repair his body. This is really likely to be a mutually beneficial thing
"Thank you, senior, for helping me recover from my injuries this time! Your Excellency, I am very grateful for your great kindness, but I have something important to do, so I have to report it in the future."

"Haha, Fellow Daoist is really a shameful old man, you don't need to thank me so much, and now you can repay me."

The old man stroked his beard and laughed loudly, still looking very friendly, but Chang Ling felt a chill from his words, and couldn't help but feel his body trembling for a while.

"Haha, fellow daoist, you are joking, now I really have the key to go one step ahead."

He has almost recovered now, so he hastily interrupted the transmission of the magic circle's spiritual power and wanted to leave here.

But a light curtain stretched out from the magic circle, blocking Chang Ling's figure.Chang Ling was startled, and immediately threw out the magic weapon in his hand, it was a magic weapon like a small knife.

After letting go of the small knife weapon, it quickly transformed into a white light and shot out, hitting the light curtain fiercely.

However, although the little saber weapon charged very hard, it still didn't shatter the light curtain.

"This, how is this possible?" Changling looked at the light curtain, his eyes were full of disbelief. Although this small saber weapon does not look powerful, it is still a magic weapon produced by the fairyland.How could it be possible that even a crack was not made.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Chang Ling took back the small saber weapon again, and fixed his eyes on the gray-haired old man.

"Fellow Daoist, you can't leave now, you haven't helped me recover my body yet!" The old man smiled slightly.

"I've injected spiritual power into the magic circle, you just need to activate your body-repairing magic circle." Chang Ling said hastily after hearing this.

"Hahaha, fellow daoist, how can there be any magic formation to repair the body? I don't know that kind of formation!" The old man grabbed his beard, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Changling closely.