Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

"Yuan, we have to take him out quickly, move him to a cleaner position, and treat his injuries, otherwise I'm afraid that Bei Mingkun will be in trouble if he finds out,"

"Where to go? Take him out of the dungeon and back to the inn?"

"Do you want to go out? But I can't leave now, but don't worry, every time he tortures me, he sends someone to treat the injury, and it will take more than ten days before he comes back again. After all, he has to wait for the injury to heal before he can torture me again. In addition, there is a sacrificial activity this time, and based on past experience, he will not come this time if it does not take ten days and a half,"

"It seems like this is the safest place, so I'll clean it up first."

After saying that, Fu Ling'er unleashed a cleaning technique on the dark cell, and also hit Beiming Xianzhen with a cleaning spell. Soon, the windows in the dark cell were bright and clean, and there was no dirty smell left.

Even Beiming Xianzhen had a new look. Although he was clean, his face was still pale and sick.

"Yuan, move him over here and I'll show him his injuries."

Wan Qiyuan picked up Beiming Xianzhen and dragged him to the location designated by Fu Ling'er.

"..." Fu Ling'er was speechless when he saw this.

Bei Ming Xianzhen didn't struggle and let him carry him. He was unable to resist, so he just smashed him and let the two people round and flatten him without saying a word.

Fu Ling'er didn't care what Beiming Xianzhen was thinking. He started to treat his wounds, disinfected and stopped the bleeding, and then applied wound medicine. When he was about to apply wound medicine to the whip marks on his body, he was stopped by Wan Qiyuan. ,

"Ling'er, you're tired too. Take a rest first, and I'll do the rest for him," Wan Qiyuan said seriously, as if he was really afraid that Fu Ling'er would be tired.

Fu Linger's mouth curved, but he didn't reveal his little thoughts.

"Now, here's the medicine for you. You can apply it on him. I'll go out for a while and I'll be back soon."

"Okay", Wan Qiyuan took the medicine, and Fu Ling'er stepped out of the big iron gate and entered the space, preparing to refine a furnace of elixirs for Beiming Xianzhen to help him recover faster.

Fortunately, when I went to sell elixirs before, I bought a lot of medicinal materials and put them in the space. Her elixirs gave him 80 million demonic stones in exchange, but the elixirs were still of a low level. If they were high-quality elixirs, he would earn more.

But these are not enough compared to what she would earn from selling them in the auction house, but under the special circumstances now, it is enough, and she does not need to save money for the devil world. So after getting the money, I bought a lot of high-end medicinal materials.

Wouldn't this come in handy now? She quickly refined a furnace of advanced healing pills. Unexpectedly, a total of seventy-six pills were refined in this furnace. It was very good. She gave a few pills to Beiming Xianzhen to heal his wounds, and the rest And it can be sold at a good price.

After leaving the space with the elixir, Fu Ling'er walked into the secret cell. Beiming Xianzhen's whole body was already covered with ointment. His whole body exuded the smell of medicine and he was leaning stiffly against the wall. When he saw Fu Ling'er come in, he just glanced at her and was not interested in where she went.

"Come on, take this elixir and you will get better faster."

Beiming Xianzhen looked at the pill Fu Ling'er gave him. The rich fragrance of red pepper spread into his nostrils, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and he suddenly felt refreshed. So he took the elixir without thinking and swallowed it in one gulp.

"One pill is not enough. Give me ten more pills so that I can heal faster."

"Don't be greedy. It would be nice if I could give you one. Do you want more?"

"It's really not enough. The level of your elixirs is too low for me, so I can only make up the quantity."

Fu Ling'er was stunned. She knew that after some high-level monks were injured, low-level elixirs would not have much effect on them, but her elixir could be regarded as the ninth-grade elixir of an alchemy master in the demon world.

Suddenly she thought of a question and asked quickly,

"Beiming Xianzhen, what is your cultivation level?" She also suddenly thought of this question. He seemed to have no cultivation level. It was because his cultivation level was too high for her to see, or his cultivation level was abolished, so Doesn't it look like you have any cultivation? She didn't believe that Beiming Xianzhen had any treasures to cover up his cultivation like her.

She was thinking that if she rescued Beiming Xianzhen and asked him to compete with Bei Mingkun for the position of Demon Emperor, if he couldn't defeat Bei Mingkun, wouldn't their work be in vain?

You know, she and Wan Qiyuan combined can't defeat Bei Mingkun. The level was much higher than theirs, so the two of them never dared to have a direct conflict with Bei Mingkun or even Ji Qingwu and the others, so they could only do things secretly.

Therefore, the only way to overthrow the position of the Demon Emperor is to find a way to destroy him himself, or to find foreign aid like Beiming Xianzhen. I hope Beiming Xianzhen can do it well. It would be funny if he couldn't beat Bei Mingkun.

As soon as Beiming Xianzhen heard Fu Ling'er ask about his cultivation level, his face turned dark and gloomy as if he was about to drip. Seeing him like this, Fu Ling'er hurriedly asked,

"Your cultivation will not be ruined, right?"

"Ling'er, his cultivation has not been abolished, so Beimingkun still needs him alive. This is a sacrificial temple, and it is impossible to send people to give him food every day. He will definitely keep his cultivation alive, but I I guess his cultivation level must have been sealed," Wan Qiyuan observed Beiming Xianzhen and circled him, trying to find out some clues.

"It's sealed. Doesn't that mean you have no cultivation? It's useless. How can you continue to live?"

"Maybe some special technique was used. We'll find out if we ask him."

"That's right, we don't know much about this demon world. Hey, Beiming Xianzhen, you want to say something, can you beat Beiming Kun?" This is the key.

Beiming Xianzhen glanced at the two of them, and then said in a dumb voice,

"My cultivation has indeed not been abolished, it has just been sealed..."

"Then how do you untie it? Tell me quickly and I'll help you," Fu Ling'er asked obviously anxiously.

"Look at the back of my head." Beiming Xianzhen took the elixir and the pain in his body was better, but his movements were too slow. Fu Ling'er hurriedly stuffed him with another bottle of elixir.

"You eat it first and watch later."

Beiming Xianzhen took the porcelain bottle, opened the cork, raised his head and poured it all into his mouth. He poured a whole bottle of elixir in, slid down his throat, and quickly melted and was absorbed, waiting for the medicine to work.

After eating a whole bottle of elixir, the pain on Beiming Xianzhen's body gradually disappeared, the wounds and whip marks gradually scabbed, and his complexion gradually returned to normal, with some rosiness on his cheeks that were so thin that they were out of shape. There was light in his eyes, no longer lifeless.

"Okay, can I see how the back of your head is now?"

Beiming Xianzhen's movements were much better than before. He turned around and pulled back his hair, revealing three dots.

Fu Ling'er couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, this... this is so immoral and smoking, how can he be so cruel?

I saw three dots on the back of Beiming Xianzhen's head in a triangular position. Only a little bit of the head of the iron nail could be seen on it, which had been fused with the flesh. It takes a lot of effort to pull it out, and the pain involved can be imagined.

Even Wan Qiyuan felt numb all over after seeing it, and immediately his hair stood on end, oh! Head hurts.