Zhu He

Dong Qinghe first took the blood from the dead Chaos Beast to rescue Elder Jin, Po Ge and Wei Qiong, and then asked these few to recover the monks next to him, while he himself picked up Chang Jiaci who had passed out in a coma. I went back to Lushan Pavilion.

The fire in the Demon Subduing Formation is naturally not an ordinary thing, so compared to the previous time when he received a palm from the demon cultivator on the back and his cultivation base was empty, Chang Jiaci was injured more severely this time, his whole body was scorched black, and there was almost no exposed flesh. It's good, Dong Qinghe's heart hurts seeing it.

He carefully took off the man's burnt clothes, and then took the best medicine from the elixir brought by Elder Jin, and gave it to Chang Jiaci, and then started the long road of healing.

Dong Qinghe had just fought against the giant chaotic beast. Although he didn't look superficial on the outside, at least [-]% of his cultivation had been lost. The master of the Dongmen should rest and adjust his breath. Although he could take care of himself, he didn't feel sorry for the remaining three successful powers, which were continuously infused into his body through Chang Jiaci's veins.

But it didn't go well at first, Chang Jiaci's tendons were almost destroyed by the overheated red fire, and he was so weak that he couldn't absorb Dong Qinghe's overheated cultivation, and even lost his breath, but Dong Qinghe didn't speak lightly Give up, the qi vessels of the limbs are useless, then he will patiently use his tongue and tongue to feed Chang Jia a little bit, if one hour is useless, then two hours, if two hours are useless, then the whole day, after a full three days, Chang Jiaci's intermittent pulse finally stopped disappearing frequently, but he was still seriously injured.

Dong Qinghe sent someone to find Jin Xueli again, and asked him to exhaust all means to make Chang Jiaci recover.

Elder Jin looked at the man who was about to be burned into charcoal, with a deep embarrassment on his fat face.

"This... life can definitely be saved, even the other... door master knows that it's not easy."

"What kind of medicinal materials do you need?" The elder said directly." Dong Qinghe's eyes were a little red, but his voice was as calm as ever, and there was a hint of resoluteness in his beak, "I only want him to be safe and sound."

Jin Xueli thought for a while, and reported some rare medicinal materials.

Dong Qinghe nodded: "Wu Zhang has all these, so it will be as good as before?"

"At least [-]% of his cultivation can be recovered, and the rest needs to be recovered slowly by himself."

"What about the others?" Dong Qinghe said.

Elder Jin was stunned for a moment before realizing that the sect master was talking about Chang Jiaci's appearance.

"This... is also [-]%." Jin Xueli thought that most practitioners regard cultivation as the sky, and it is enough to be lucky to be able to preserve their Taoism. A man is a man, and it is not a big deal to add some scars on his face and body.

Unexpectedly, Dong Qinghe's expression sank, staring at Jin Xueli and slowly repeating the words: "I'm talking about... as good as ever."

Elder Jin was taken aback by the coldness that flashed in Dong Qinghe's eyes. Over the years, he had never seen the sect master speak to his audience in such an aggressive tone, and he had never had anything to make him lose his composure. A man who pretends to be a doorman without knowing his purpose is really unusual to the door master.

Under the domineering gaze of Dong Qinghe, Elder Jin hesitated and said: "Well, there is one way, I have to wish Yu Cao, Xuan Guilin, Mi Gu Ye and Sanqingniao Lingyu...together. The crystal dew is made out of 33 ingredients and soaked in the bath for repairing. It is rumored that this crystal dew can regenerate muscles and transform bones, and can change the appearance of the skin.”

Dong Qinghe thought for a while: "Although the other ones are difficult, at least they can be found. Those three blue birds..."

"That's right, the Sanqingniao is a divine bird outside the Three Realms, not to mention getting its feathers, most people in this world have never even seen it." Jin Xueli said.

After playing for a long time, this method was still useless, Dong Qinghe frowned all of a sudden, but soon raised his head again.

"Is there no substitute for Elder Jin?"

Jin Xueli was silent.

Dong Qinghe knew that he had guessed right, and couldn't help but took another step forward: "What is the elder's secret?"

Elder Jin hesitated, but was forced by Dong Qinghe's aura to speak: "Yes, yes, but this subordinate has said it, please think again, sect master."

Dong Qinghe's expression remained unchanged: "Speak."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Elder Jin could only ask, "Does the door owner still remember the scene when the barren grass was first planted in the door hundreds of years ago?"

Dong Qinghe remembered that although the herb was a great tonic, it was also extremely dangerous at night, but at that time the Qinghe Sect did not take care of it as strictly as it does now, so that some disciples mistakenly confused Wutiao with the other herb A little bit, it was mixed into the herbal tea of ​​Japan. Although the amount of the medicine was very small, it caused poisoning to all the people who took it.It's not that there is no antidote for Wutiaocao, but its poison is extremely fast, and there are not enough people prepared in the door to take it, and if other materials are to be prepared, some people from Qinghemen may have seen it long ago Yama.

Dong Qinghe actually drank tea at that time, but he didn't know whether it was because of his boundless cultivation or the golden light also had the effect of detoxifying. The highly poisonous stripless grass was completely harmless to Dong Qinghe. Then he boldly speculated that the master of the east gate might be able to save the disciples in the sect, that is, by mixing his blood into the antidote, maybe it could be used as a few herbs that were too late to find.

At that time, Jin Xueli just said it casually, but Dong Qinghe immediately rolled up his sleeves without hesitation and put a few large bowls of blood for his followers.Sure enough, it really happened, and this incident also made Dong Qinghe's reputation in the cultivation world even more shocking, and everyone under his sect respected him even more, and they were completely determined.

Now that Jin Xueli brought up the past again, Dong Qinghe couldn't help thinking that his own blood could replace Sanqingniao's feathers?

Jin Xueli said: "The Sanqingniao is also a spiritual bird that can detoxify all kinds of poisons. It has the same effect as the blood of the sect master. It's just that the Sanqingniao is an extraordinary bird. If it's just the sect master's ordinary blood, it shouldn't be enough..."

"Then what do you want?" Dong Qinghe asked.

Jin Xueli paused for a moment before saying, "It's... a pain in the ass."

Bone and blood are another source of energy for a cultivator. If you lose too much at once, you may not die, but it will also deplete your vitality. Some low-level monks may take several years to make up for it, let alone blood from the heart, let alone a few years. Even a few drops of the big bowl can be fatal, and Chang Jiaci still needs to use it to soak in the bath, that is more than once. In his situation, he may not be able to recover after three, four, five or six times. If the master of the east gate is really willing , don't be dragged to death by him?

Jin Xueli is simply unimaginable.

But without waiting for him to say more, Dong Qinghe's tense shoulders and neck relaxed, and the expression on his face was also relieved.

He waved to Jin Xueli: "Then please trouble Elder Jin to buy it."

"Here, door master..."

Jin Xueli was startled, and naturally wanted to persuade him, but Dong Qinghe flicked his sleeves lightly, and directly moved him out of the room.

As soon as the door was closed, Dong Qinghe said firmly inside: "Elder Jin, you go, I thank you in advance."

Jin Xueli was stunned for a moment, and had no choice but to take his order.

While Elder Jin was making preparations, Dong Qinghe took another prescription prescribed by the other party and gave Chang Jia the breath-regulating inner alchemy, using his own mana. This breath-regulating took another three days without sleep. This time, he finally stabilized the lifeline of the person.

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When Chang Jiaci woke up in a daze, he felt that the surroundings were damp and sticky, but his whole body was as hot as soaking in a fire, and he couldn't help moaning out of pain.

He had already used great strength, but the voice that came out was as soft as a cat meowing, and the wind would blow it away.

But the people in the room still heard it, and saw a white shadow walking quickly in front of him, picked up Chang Jiaci's somewhat limp body, and said softly: "It's all right, let's make another half a cup of tea." Enough."

At the same time, there was the sound of rushing water, and Chang Jiaci blinked to see who the person in front of him was. He lowered his head in a daze, only to find himself submerged in a pool of water, the color of the water It was bright red, and the smell of blood continued to waft from the tip of his nose, making Chang Jiaci's chest and abdomen twitch when he smelled it.

He gasped for breath twice before he could speak: "I... Am I... dead again?" Just like in his previous life, he lost his life inexplicably.

"No, you're not dead, I'm here." Regardless of his white robe, Dong Qinghe dipped his entire arm into the water to stabilize the person's downward trend, and leaned against his chest with Chang Jiaci in his arms.

Chang Jiaci turned his head to look at this person's face, but the other person was too close to him, and he could only see his eyes, sincere and firm eyes.

Chang Jiaci shook his head suspiciously: "Cheat... son..."

It's time to lie to him.

Dong Qinghe could only kiss his forehead with a wry smile: "It's okay, when you recover, you will know that I haven't lied to you."

Before Chang Jiaci fell into a coma again, he heard Dong Qinghe say to himself solemnly.

In the next few days, Jiaci went to sleep and woke up several times, and every time he could see Dong Qinghe by his side, either feeding him internal energy, or accompanying him to soak in that sticky and disgusting thing, which made him feel sick. It's him when you wake up, it's also him when you close your eyes, everything in the dream and outside the dream is occupied by him, it's like a haunted ghost.

Chang Jiaci finally came to his senses after enduring it for another ten days. When Dong Qinghe returned to the back room after discussing his injury with Elder Jin, he saw that he was looking at his own people with clear eyes.

Dong Qinghe was overjoyed, and came to the bed in two or three steps: "Are you awake? What's wrong?"

I don't know why, but after not seeing this person for a few days, Chang Jiaci actually felt that Dong Qinghe had lost weight?It's still a little blue now, and the whole person is actually quite haggard?But soon he felt that it was the illusion of his eyes being dazzled. This man's mana was so powerful, and if there was anything in the world that could damage him, it must be because of his dizziness.

Chang Jiaci opened his mouth, and replied bluntly in a hoarse and unpleasant voice: "Why don't you ask me...what's so good about it?"

Dong Qinghe looked at him distressedly: "The first few days will be more difficult, I asked Elder Jin to prescribe more pain-relieving pills, and it will be better later on."

Chang Jiaci slowly turned his head and saw that his hands were wrapped in thick white gauze, and the white gauze spread all the way to his arms, even his head and face, and his whole body must have been covered.

Seeing the deep fear flashing across Chang Jiaci's eyes, Dong Qinghe sighed and said, "The red fire is too intense, how can you bear it."

"Are you... teaching me... to blame yourself?" Chang Jiaci gritted his teeth.

Dong Qinghe didn't care about him, but carefully held the man's clenched hand, and opened it little by little to wrap it in his palm.

"I just hope you cherish your life more."

"Of course I... cherish..." Chang Jiaci wanted to throw Dong Qinghe away, but the other party wouldn't let go, so he could only resentfully said, "But a small person like me...how can there be such a high cultivation level as the master of Dongmen?" Everything is as easy as the palm of my hand... I can only get tiger cubs if I don't enter the tiger's den."

Speaking of this, Chang Jiaci suddenly remembered the treasures he had just earned, as well as his stone whip and red tassel jade. He was wrapped up like this. Where did these magic weapons go?

Seeing that Chang Jiaci was about to get up in a hurry, Dong Qinghe immediately pushed him back, and rarely lowered his face: "This is how you cherish your life?"

Chang Jiaci glared: "Where are my... my things? Where did you... hide my magic soldiers?!"

Dong Qinghe said: "You should take a good rest first."

"Don't...you give me back my treasure...you robber!" Chang Jiaci kicked his arms and legs in anger.

This is a typical thief shouting "stop thief". Chang Jiaci didn't steal any of these three treasures, yet he was so outraged.Fortunately, Dong Qinghe was still able to hold his breath, and quickly restrained the opponent with sharp eyesight and quick hands, otherwise his wounds that had just begun to heal would definitely open again.

Dong Qinghe also knew that this was not a good time to argue, he had to let Chang Jiaci calm down first, and then take it easy.

"With your current appearance, even if it is given to you, have you made it? If you go out of this door, you will be snatched by someone with a heart."

Seeing that Chang Jiaci really didn't move, Dong Qinghe said again.

"I didn't say I won't give it to you, but you have to heal your injury."

"But I won't get better," Chang Jiaci suddenly shouted, with a cold tone, but a trace of undetectable pain flashed between his brows, "I will be like this from now on... Are you sure you will Do you feel sick of yourself?"

Dong Qinghe paused, and slowly said: "That may not be the case."

"Yeah, it's too late to regret it now." Chang Jiaci sneered.

Dong Qinghe shook his head: "I'm talking about your face, it may not be bad."

Chang Jiaci was stunned.

Dong Qinghe covered him again with the quilt that had been made into a mess, and smoothed his hair that was exposed outside the white gauze and burned to the shoulders, and said softly.

"As long as you obey."

"What do you mean?" Chang Jiaci was unhappy, but there was a glimmer of expectation in his eyes.

"Are you willing to be obedient?" Dong Qinghe asked persistently.

Chang Jiaci narrowed his eyes: "Are you threatening me?"

"It's just an exchange of equal value."

"Oh, what's the equivalent? I don't think the master of the east gate can get any valuable benefits from this exchange." Chang Jiaci disdainfully.

"The most valuable thing...is that you can be good." Dong Qinghe looked at him and said.

Chang Jiaci was taken aback by his soft eyes, and quickly told himself not to be fooled, this guy is used to saying good things, and he believes that he has ghosts, maybe he just stabilized himself first and then hit on that baby's idea, and didn't say it before Do you want him to hand over the red tassel jade and the stone whip, and then use it to be a good man!

But at this moment, Chang Jiaci seemed to have no choice. After thinking about it, he had to say forbearance: "Okay, I will trust you once, and when I recover, I hope that the master of the east gate will not say anything." No letter!"

Dong Qinghe looked at the man's displeased face, but showed a satisfied smile instead.

He touched Chang Jiaci's round head, and said happily: "That's good, good boy..."

Chang Jiaci: "!!!"