Natural fairy species

"When you go out from now on, you must carry more healing elixirs with you in case of emergencies."

Bai Zichen had plenty of pills to improve his cultivation.

But there is not a single elixir on the body that can heal bones and regenerate muscles.

I still haven’t traveled outside, so I lack some experience.

Those sword wounds were all flesh wounds. They looked horrifying, with bloody flesh and bones, but the bleeding had been stopped by the operation of magic.

As long as you take two more Baicao Shengsheng Dan, you will be back to your original state in a month or two.

The several mines that were hit close by had corrosive properties and endless stamina.

Not only did the blasted wound show no signs of healing, but it had a tendency to fester and expand.

"I don't know what kind of water-type divine thunder it is. It's not very lethal, but it's extremely damaging... The remaining power will continue to absorb mana, making the wound more and more serious."

Bai Zichen was leaning against the stone wall, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, and there was no part of his body that was not in pain.

The slightest movement is a heart-wrenching pain.

The wounds of water mines must be washed away by the magic power of Zhiyang Zhigang, and the residual power can be washed away, so that the wounds can get better.

The Fire Dragon Returning to the Origin Scripture that he practiced could barely comply with it.

But with half of the essence and blood drained out, the liquid mana strength cannot reach this level.

I could only simply bandage the wound and avoid these places while using my magic power.

Prevent the mana from becoming a nutrient, but instead strengthening the remaining power of the mine.

"The real trouble is this sword wound..."

Bai Zichen pressed the sword wound on his chest, a look of panic flashed across his face.

When being blessed by the Glazed Fire God's body, you can't feel the pain at all. It's all about fighting injury for injury, and a vicious attack that doesn't cost your life.

Once the duration is over, these injuries are likely to kill you.

For a wound like this, if the flying sword was even an inch deeper, it would penetrate the internal organs.

Even if the glazed fire god's body provided infinite vitality to survive at that time, it is very likely that he would die when the time comes and he returns to his mortal body.

"If there is a chance to self-destruct the glass body in the future, you must pay attention to this and don't go too far... After all, it is just a borrowed realm, not that your own physical body really has this strength."

Bai Zichen secretly warned himself, but it was impossible to encounter such exaggerated cross-border life and death battles often.

If you give yourself enough time to complete the fourth layer of the five-crystal glazed body, you can keep the glazed fire god body as normal.

This battle also let him know in advance how terrifying the five-crystal glazed body can be after reaching the fourth level.

It is not unreasonable for the ancestor of Qingfeng Sect to use this method to form elixirs and escape from the hands of True Lord Yuanying.

The sword wound on his chest was the full blow of the black-faced monk who burned nearly half of his liquid mana.

Not only did he hide his whereabouts, he was as fast as thunder, and he also carried a powerful sword energy.

Under normal circumstances, it would be enough to make a body cultivator in the late stage of foundation building riddled with holes, and even the best defensive spiritual weapons could still penetrate it.

You know, half of the mana of a monk who practices Dragon Transformation Art is already equal to the full power of a normal monk.

This blow was equivalent to a life-saving sword for a foundation-building perfection monk who had practiced ordinary skills to burn the liquid mana all over his body.

The remaining sword energy was like a small snake, trying its best to turn towards his internal organs.

Normally, just gather all your magic power to control the sword energy, and then slowly refine it.

But right now, he was completely exhausted and depleted of energy and blood. It was considered good to be able to exert only 10% of his strength.

He could no longer suppress the sword energy and let it rush into his body, threatening to wreak havoc inside his body.

The internal organs are fragile, and once the sword energy is stirred up, it will definitely cause tragic consequences.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Bai Zichen's eyes, and he decided to use his magic power to completely eliminate this sword energy even if his original foundation was damaged.

The worst case scenario would be to find a third-level healing elixir and spend several years to make up for the lost roots.

Just when he was about to take action, the Ziwei Thunder Sword that had been sleeping in the sea of ​​dantian Qi moved.

It seemed that he was stimulated by the sword energy that broke into his body, and he turned over in the sea of ​​energy liquid.

Boom!

The thunder roared, the sky was high and the sun was high, majestic and majestic.

In Bai Zichen's ears, the sound echoed in the sea of ​​consciousness. Miraculously, it was only limited to his own surroundings and did not spread out at all.

That trace of sword energy was directly shattered by the thunder sound, without any resistance. It was a complete crushing from the rank.

It was as if it had never happened before, and the chill of the sword energy that penetrated his heart before was just an illusion.

Not only the remaining sword energy and lingering poison, but also the power of the water-type divine thunder like gangrene attached to the bone was also dispelled by the sound of thunder.

But after the thunder, the Ziwei Thunder Sword Statue exhausted all the spiritual power it had recovered in the past few years and fell asleep again.

He had a feeling that the temperature and maintenance time of the sword fetus would be extended by several decades.

Ziwei Thunder Sword Fetus followed him, but he didn't enjoy much blessings. It was really a shame for this once top-notch flying sword.

"At least the hidden danger has been eliminated and the injury will not be deepened again..."

Bai Zichen thought for a while and took out a Zhuguo Jingxin Pill.

After having the thousand-year ice jade, the fire poison produced during the cultivation process does not need to be refined by taking pills, leaving several pills of the originally purchased pill.

"Zhu Guo itself has the effect of replenishing vitality, and is the main ingredient of several second-level healing elixirs... Although Zhu Guo Jingxin Pill is more focused on clearing the heart and dispelling fire, it still retains a trace of healing effect, which is better than nothing."

I swallowed one, and after refining, the medicinal power spread throughout my body, and indeed it brought a slight vitality.

Those hideous wounds quickly formed scars and turned for the better.

After taking three Zhuguo Jingxin Pills and adjusting my breath in the snake cave for more than ten days, blood finally appeared on my face for the first time.

Bai Zichen stood up, found a clean Taoist robe from his storage bag, and changed out of the tattered, blood-stained clothes on his body.

After stretching my muscles a little, I found that the feeling of weakness was still very serious, and I was out of breath after walking a few steps.

"As long as no one takes action, there should be no problem in walking normally... The spiritual energy here is too poor, and there are no suitable healing elixirs or spiritual meals to replenish qi and blood. I won't be able to recover even if I stay there for another two or three years."

Bai Zichen relaxed the tension in his heart slightly. No monk appeared nearby after such a long time, which meant that the black-faced monk who was killed by him either did not have any companions in the fairy city, or his companions did not have any targeted search methods and felt like they were looking for a needle in a haystack. , gave up the pursuit of the murderer.

At least in a short period of time, they got rid of this unknown force that had a life-and-death feud with the Fish Dragon Sect.

With a flip of his wrist, two flying swords and a blue storage bag appeared in his hand.

A Tianxin sword, a strange flying sword that can hide the light of the sword, but was hit by his own palm, and his spirituality was damaged.

It probably needs to be repaired before it can continue to be used.

The blue storage bag has a soft texture and is obviously different from the storage bag I used. The bag is embroidered with dragons and has no horns on its head.

He tried to penetrate it with his spiritual consciousness, but was quickly bounced away, heavily restrained, and tightly sealed.

"Top quality storage bag!"

Bai Zichen shouted with a little joy. It was indeed a complete overhaul of the foundation, and the storage bags used were of higher quality.

No wonder there is only one storage bag on the whole body. It turns out to be a top-grade bag.

No matter how much stuff you have, you can fit it in.

However, the black-faced monk's cultivation level is too far beyond his own, and it is not possible to crack this high-grade storage bag in a short time.

A monk who has reached the realm of foundation building has a noble status.

If it is an alchemy-level force, you can refer to Wei Dao, the most important person below the alchemy ancestor, and all the cherished things of the sect can be chosen by him, which integrates the alchemy vision of the whole sect.

Among the Nascent Soul-level forces, they are all core disciples, the direct descendants of the direct descendants, just like the Twelve Langs of the Du family.

Therefore, Bai Zichen is not worried about such a person. There will be marks left by other monks on his belongings, so he can track them down.

I'm afraid that the other party has props such as soul lamps and life cards in hand, which can reflect the murderer of the black-faced monk.

The Qingfeng Sect's soul lamp is like this. If the sect's elders or true disciples die outside, the sect's number one will know the news.

At the same time, through secret methods, an imperceptible mark that is extremely difficult to remove will be left on the murderer before death.

As long as a person with the mark appears within a hundred miles of the soul lamp, the soul lamp will emit flames to guide the direction.

Qingfeng Sect has this method, and sects of similar levels will hide one or two similar secret techniques.

However, the soul lanterns and life tablets are placed in places like the sect ancestor hall and family ancestral hall, so the probability of carrying them with you when going out is too small.

"And just now the Ziwei Thunder Sword Fetus stirred up the sound of thunder, which may have shattered the mark on my body... But as long as I still use the Yinzhu Sword and Tianxin Sword, there is still a possibility of being exposed."

These two flying swords are the secret sword refining techniques that the ancestors of the Bai family took away from the Yulong Sect.

Bai Zichen had doubted back then, how could a mere inner disciple of his ancestor possess such a secret technique and pass down many treasures to the Bai family that were obviously beyond his own level.

Now combined with the words of the black-faced monk, I have some guesses in my mind.

"Could it be that the Yulong Sect encountered great changes that year, and our ancestors took advantage of the chaos to take away these belongings and fled to the Black Mountains?"

"Or maybe when the Yulong Sect was about to survive or die, the elders asked the loyal disciples of the sect to each carry part of their inheritance and flee in all directions, leaving behind the Taoist tradition in the hope that in the future, when the light comes back to light, there will be a chance to build the Yulong Sect again?"

This answer can only be truly known unless the ancestors of the Bai family are resurrected.

Bai Zichen put the two flying swords into his storage bag, and stuffed the dragon-patterned high-grade storage bag into his chest to prevent anyone from hanging them around his waist.

Put away the formation flag, burn the bloody clothes, and destroy the traces of healing here.

Then he used the colorful white clouds and flew into the sky towards the direction of the Zhengqi Alliance.

"It's too insecure to drag this body back to the sect. Any two early-stage foundation-building tribulation cultivators will probably be punished... It's better to find a safe place and take good care of yourself."

Bai Zichen felt it for a while, and found that the current state definitely couldn't inspire the use of the Lunar Star Escape Talisman.

Without this third-level escape talisman, I would have very few trump cards to use.

The five-crystal glazed body fell back to the first level. It was impossible to use the flying sword with all its strength when the whole body was depleted and depleted of energy and blood.

Not to mention that there are wounds all over the body. If you move a little, it may burst open again and blood will flow wildly.

His current state may be similar to that of a monk who has just successfully built a foundation.

Even if time drags on for a longer time, he is still no match for the other party.

The Zhengqi Alliance is one of the most powerful forces in the Liang Kingdom's immortal cultivation world with the Zhengqi Sect as its core. There are four pill-level sects that follow its lead, so it has become the benchmark sect for the righteous path.

In the previous battle between the good and the evil that engulfed most of the Liang Kingdom, the righteous side was dominated by the Righteous Alliance.

Since it claims to be a righteous sect, the atmosphere in the Zhengqi Alliance's territory is still relatively peaceful and uplifting, similar to that of Heishan County.

Therefore, during the battle between the good and the evil, a large number of casual cultivators sided with the Righteous Alliance.

Under which government will life be more dignified and life guaranteed? At critical moments, everyone will vote with their feet.