Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

The spaceship has been sailing on the sea for several days. Everyone was scrambling to fly the spacecraft at first, but now they are less interested. Only Yun Yanchen is like a tireless bee, never leaving the rudder. Fu Ling'er also let him go and ordered Leng Feng Watch it.

Everyone went back to their rooms. Lu Qianming, Qin Mingfei, and Sheng Nuoxuan were sitting on the deck drinking tea and chatting.

"Qian Ming, Nuo Xuan, where are your cultivation levels? We have all reached the peak of foundation building this time. If we have the conditions, we will form elixirs," Qin Mingfei asked.

Lu Qianming and Sheng Nuoxuan looked at each other, when did this happen? Why don't they know?

"How come you can practice so fast? Didn't you build the foundation at the fifth and sixth levels last time?" Lu Qianming said in shock. He had only just built the fourth level after practicing so hard. He thought he was with everyone. The distance is getting closer, who knows if it gets closer again, he won't be at the bottom again, right?

"I am building the sixth level of foundation." Sheng Nuoxuan also felt the pressure, and so did these guys. What did they do?

"You don't want to think about how Sister Ling dropped so many spiritual stones and pills. If we don't work hard, we will be sorry for Sister Ling's efforts! But recently we will focus on practicing martial arts, and there will be more actual combat."

"No, I have to practice," Lu Qianming stood up and walked towards the room as if being stimulated. Sheng Nuoxuan also hurried back to the room.

"Hey, I'm not irritating you. Why don't you be in a hurry?" Qin Mingfei called from behind. He hadn't even finished the tea yet.

Forget it, apart from the two helmsmen, he was the only one on the deck. Even though he was working so hard, he might as well start practicing. His talisman skills were still at a rudimentary level.

Qin Mingfei stood up and stretched. Today is a rare good weather. The sun casts golden light through the clouds, which is particularly comfortable on people. The blue water is calm and calm. Occasionally, a few dolphins jump out of the water and spray water jets. It is also hidden under the sea, with a few seagulls circling high in the sky. In this environment, people seem a bit lazy.

Qin Mingfei supported the edge of the boat and was about to leave. From the corner of his eye, he saw a small wooden boat floating in the sea not far away. It was about the same size as the fishing boat they rented last time. He rubbed his eyes and took a closer look. It was really a small wooden boat. wooden boat.

Qin Mingfei wondered, this was already deep in the Qionghai Sea. How could a wooden boat come to this deep sea? No one could be seen on the boat at a glance. Could it be an abandoned boat? No, don’t fishermen take good care of their boats? There must be something wrong?

Curiosity prompted Qin Mingfei to go to the helm of the ship and said to Leng Feng,

"Leng Feng, look there is a small wooden boat there, let's go and take a look."

"Okay, Mr. Qin,"

"Where? Where? I'll come and look at mine." Yun Yanchen looked in the direction Qin Mingfei pointed. Sure enough, there was a small wooden boat not far away. You couldn't find it unless you looked carefully. He turned the rudder and the spacecraft slowly Slowly approach the small wooden boat.

When I got closer, I realized that there was no one in the small wooden boat, but there were two people lying in the boat. A man in green clothes was lying on top of the man in white clothes, blocking the face of the man in white clothes. The white clothes were stained with brown blood, and the man in green clothes had an arrow stuck in his back. , there were countless sword wounds on his body, and brown blood stains were stained everywhere. The people in the boat had obviously stopped moving for a long time, and they didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

Upon seeing this, Leng Feng stopped the spacecraft close to the edge of the small wooden boat, gathered strength and flew down.

The small wooden boat swayed, Leng Feng steadied himself, opened the door of the man in green, and a pale face was revealed.

"Hey~, I look familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen him before."

"Leng Feng, how are you? Are you still alive?" Qin Mingfei asked while standing on the edge of the boat.

"This man has been dead for a long time," Leng Feng pointed at the man in green clothes and said. He looked at the man in white clothes again. His hair covered most of his face. When he touched the neck of the man in white clothes, his pulse was beating weakly. Fortunately, he was not dead. Even if he opens his hair, he also has a pale face.

"Ah, Prince Mo Yun?" Leng Feng looked at the man in white, Mo Yunchen, in shock. He couldn't believe how he could meet him on the vast sea, and he was still in such a mess. When he looked at the man in green, he remembered who he was. Isn't it the attendant Xia Le next to Mo Yunchen? well! What a pity that it was gone like this. It looked like he was seriously injured and died.

"Master Qin, go and invite Master and Sister Ling. This is Prince Mo Yun,"

Leng Feng carried Mo Yunchen on his back and asked Yun Yanchen to come down to help carry Xia Le onto the spaceship.

After they were put on the deck, Mo Yunchen was lifeless. If he hadn't still had a weak pulse, he would probably have been thought to be dead.

"What's wrong, why did Brother Mo appear here?" Wan Qiyuan and Fu Ling'er walked quickly and were shocked when they saw the dead person on the ground, "Why are you dead?"

"Master, Prince Moyun is still alive. He is not dead. Xia Le is dead," Leng Feng explained to Wan Qiyuan.

Fu Ling'er quickly squatted down and felt Mo Yunchen's pulse for a long time.

"Mo Yunchen's sword wound is not fatal. He lost too much blood."

Then he walked over and felt Xia Le's pulse, "Xia Le has been dead for a long time."

"If you lose too much blood, you need a blood transfusion immediately. Hurry up. I'm going to find something. I also need your cooperation to give you a blood test. Whoever's blood is suitable will be used."

"Yes, Sister Ling,"

Fu Ling'er ducked into the space pharmacy, found the blood type test paper, took some blood transfusion tools, filled the medicine box, and left the space.

"Wan Qiyuan is here to help. I will test Mo Yunchen's blood now. You can test it for them. I will give you this blood type test paper and let them put a drop of blood on it."

Wan Qiyuan started immediately, and after a series of operations, finally the blood types of Mo Yan, Mo Sang and Qing Yao matched.

Fu Ling'er quickly drew their blood and transfused it into Mo Yunchen.

Everyone looked at this novel way of saving people in silence. Mo Yunchen's face gradually turned red, and it seemed that he was getting better.

"Sister Ling, why don't you give him a blood-replenishing pill? He will be fine immediately," Yun Yanchen asked puzzledly.

"Don't you know that mortals can't use pills, let alone a patient who is about to die?"

"Huh? There is also such a saying. Grandpa never said it. I only saw the elixir this time when I was with you, Sister Ling."

"Ling'er, is it possible that in the world of cultivation that his grandfather knew, mortals can take pills?" Wan Qiyuan guessed, "You think that is the continent of cultivation, and there is aura in the air. Even mortals live in aura. , the body is naturally stronger than the mortals here,"

"What you said makes sense, it should be like this. No wonder, his grandpa doesn't know either,"

Seeing that Mo Yunchen was getting better, Fu Ling'er told Leng Feng to keep an eye on him, and then ordered Qingzhu to boil the medicine and Qingyao to cook some white porridge.

Fengze was about the same size as Mo Yunchen, so he asked him to help change his clothes and gave him a bottle of spiritual spring to wipe the wound.

Feng Luo also helped carry Mo Yunchen into the room and carefully placed him on the bed to avoid touching the blood transfusion tube. The two of them treated his wounds and tidied him up so that he looked like a human being.

Here Wan Qiyuan and Fu Ling'er returned to the room, and they talked about what happened to Mo Yunchen.

"Yuan, this Mo Yunchen is too miserable. Xia Le is still dead. According to Leng Feng's words, it is probably Xia Le who blocked the fatal blow for Mo Yunchen. Who wanted the life of Prince Mo Yun?" Fu Ling'er feels the concept,

"I think it's the person he's closest to,"

"You mean his brother, that Mo Yunqi? I can't see, that Mo Yunqi shouldn't be able to fight against Mo Yunchen,"

"I mean the queen," Wan Qiyuan said with certainty.

"No way, that's her son. How could it be? How can there be such a mother?" Fu Ling'er has never met her mother and doesn't know what the relationship between mother and child is like, but no mother would be so cruel. Kill your own children.

"That's because you don't know the sadness of being born in a royal family. An obedient son is far more valuable than a divorced son. Just like Sheng Nuoxuan back then, that is, he didn't block other people's way, otherwise he would be dead. I don’t know if I can live and grow up.”

"Oh! Then when he gets better, shall we send him back?"

"I guess he doesn't want to go back to Mo Yun. It depends on where he wants to go. Just give him a ride."

"Then let's talk about it. If he doesn't want to leave, the worst thing I can do is take him to cultivate immortality."

As soon as these words came out, Wan Qiyuan frowned.

"Ling'er, you don't have to be like this, your burden is already heavy enough," he felt sorry for her.

"You don't have to do this. If I can give it, it means I know what I know."