Hai Long knew that if he pulled out the stone now, the little wit would die immediately. In desperation, he had to carefully hold the little wit in his arms, and ran towards Moyunping at the fastest speed , In anxiety, I fully realized my potential. When Hai Long rushed back to Moyunping, the little wit was already as angry as a thread, and the ups and downs in his chest were much weaker. Its vitality was disappearing bit by bit. Lingyuzi stretched his muscles and bones, as if he had met a savior, Hai Long cried out: "Master Eleven, save it quickly, save it quickly."
Ling Yuzi had just entered the later stage of Tengyun today, and her heart was extremely happy, and she was startled when she heard Hai Long's cry for help. Hastily greeted him. He was relieved when he saw that it wasn't Hai Long who was injured, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Hai Long choked up and said, "Little Witty and I were playing together, but we accidentally knocked him down from the tree, and it was injured by the stones on the ground. It is my only friend here, you Can't let it die!"
Cultivation first requires cultivating the heart. Every authentic cultivator has a heart of charity. Without any hesitation, Ling Yuzi hurriedly pinched the Fa Jue, and a blue light lit up from his fingertips. "Go." The light flashed and sank into the little witty chest. This is the most common vitality spell. Amidst the shining light, Little Witty's wound finally stopped bleeding, but its breathing had also become faint, and it limp in Hai Long's embrace.
"How is it? Master Eleven, can it be saved?" Hai Long asked anxiously.
Ling Yuzi sighed softly, and said, "It's hard. Your monkey friend's injury is too serious, and he lost a lot of blood, I'm afraid..."
Hai Long's whole body trembled violently, and his face suddenly turned pale. He never imagined that his unintentional miss actually killed Xiaojiling. His body was trembling slightly, and he murmured: "Is there really no other way? Master Eleven, don't you all have advanced spells, can't you save it?"
Ling Yuzi sighed softly, and said: "Hai Long, it's not that I don't want to save it, it's just that its injuries are too serious, and unless there are treasures such as fairy grasses, people can live and die without bones, but these fairy grasses are all precious. It is impossible to come by. Although we have planted a lot on Moyunping, they are not old enough and have no effect at all. The last three drops of condensate were also given to Lingmu and the others. Other mature grasses are collected in Where your master is."
Hai Long said anxiously: "Then let's go to the master now! Ask him to save the little wit."
Ling Yuzi shook his head and said: "Your master is sitting in the death pass, and the peak is now full of strong restrictions. Unless he leaves the pass by himself, none of us can enter."
Hai Long's eyes lit up suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he murmured: "Yes, yes. Eleventh Master, the Zizhi that Uncle Lingmuzi and the others brought last time is still there! Let's use Zizhi. Last time, Master Lingmu said that Zizhi has a good effect?"
Ling Yuzi frowned in embarrassment. Although his status in Moyun Peak was not much higher than that of Hai Long, this kind of fairy grass was not in his hands. Looking at the dying little wit, Ling Yuzi gritted his teeth and put his hands together. Putting ten together, said: "Master! The so-called saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Although this is only a small monkey, it is also a life. I hope the master will not blame it." With a serious face, he said to Hailong: "Quick, you Hold it and follow me."
Hai Long was overjoyed, and he didn't care to thank Ling Yuzi, so he hurriedly hugged Xiao Jiling and followed him towards the back mountain. After turning a corner and passing through a small forest, Ling Yuzi stopped in front of a small hill.
Hai Long was worried about Xiao Jiling's injury, and just about to ask, he saw a faint cyan light rising around Ling Yuzi's body.
"The sky and the earth are boundless, the universe uses the law, the mind moves with the thought, and the realm breaks into reality." A strange magic formula floated out of his hand and was printed in the center of the slope in front of him. The soil slope shook slightly, as if there was an earthquake. Ling Yuzi explained to Hai Long: "This is where we store common pills, you wait here, I'll go in and take out the Zizhi." While speaking, a gap opened in the middle of the slope, and Ling Yuzi floated in .
Hai Long looked down at the little wit in his arms, and said softly: "Little witty, you have to persevere! With Zizhi, you will be saved. We will play in the fruit forest in the future, and you still want to eat sweet Big Taozi! As long as you recover, I promise I won’t hit you with stones in the future, and you can hit me with peaches as you like, okay?”
Seemingly hearing Hai Long's voice, Little Smart's body twitched slightly.
Hai Long was overjoyed, he knew that at least Little Clever was still alive.
After a short time, Ling Yuzi walked out quickly, holding the wooden box that Ling Muzi had brought in his hand. Confining the alchemy room again, Ling Yuzi signaled Hai Long to put the little ghost on the ground.
Under Hai Long's anxious gaze, Ling Yuzi opened the wooden box. Before seeing the appearance of Zizhi, Hai Long smelled a tangy fragrance, which was refreshing and lifted his spirits.
It was a purple Ganoderma lucidum in the shape of a big mushroom, Lingzhi Hailong had seen it before, but this purple one was the first time. The most peculiar thing is that there are five golden lines on this purple lucidum, the lines are very clear and even, one can tell that it is not ordinary.
Ling Yuzi carefully took Zizhi out, and said in a deep voice, "Hold down on its body, don't let it move, I have to take out this stone first."
Hai Long nodded, and carefully pressed Xiao Jiling's hands and feet.
Ling Yuzi took a deep breath, held the end of the sharp stone, gave a soft drink, and pulled the stone out violently. Since he had previously sealed the little witty's blood with the vitality spell, the stone was pulled out, but no blood was sprayed. Little Witty twitched violently, and his gray eyes turned into dead black. Hai Long hastened to increase his strength and held down its hands and feet so that it could not move at all.
Without any hesitation, Ling Yuzi tore open the Zizhi in his hand. Immediately, a few drops of milky white juice flowed down, and under Ling Yuzi's deliberate control, they dripped into the terrifying wound of the little wit.
Ling Yuzi gently squeezed the purple lucidum to let more emulsion flow out, and when the fifth-grade purple lucidum was completely shriveled, he stuffed it into Xiaojiling's mouth.
The fifth-grade purple lucidum is worthy of being a fairy grass. Under the action of the white emulsion, the huge wound of the little witty healed quickly, and pink and white tender flesh continued to grow, repairing its body. Little Witty's twitching gradually disappeared, only his hands and feet trembled slightly. Ling Yuzi poured mana into his voice, and said in a deep voice, "Little thing, swallow the purple lucidum in your mouth."
As if hearing Ling Yuzi's words, Little Witty's throat began to twitch gradually.
Lingyuzi grabbed a monkey paw of the little wit and kept inquiring about its body condition. After a long while, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, this little guy has saved his life. Hai Long, you still hold it like this." It, wait until the medicinal effect of Zizhi is fully exerted, and it will return to normal."
Hai Long wiped the tears on his face on his shoulder, broke through his tears and said with a smile: "Master Eleven, thank you."
Ling Yuzi shook his head helplessly, and said: "Thank you, who let me be your master? What's more, saving lives and healing the wounded is only good for us cultivators. When the fourth senior brother asks later, I have to explain to him, but we It's for saving people, Fourth Senior Brother probably won't say much."
The speed of the little wit's recovery was astonishing. Half an hour later, the penetrating wound on its chest and back had completely healed, and even a few monkey hairs grew on the new tender flesh. The gray eyes turned red again, and they turned around erratically. It was a blessing in disguise. The five-pin Zizhi not only cured its wounds, but also completely changed its physique, making it change from an ordinary mortal monkey body to a Became a spirit body.
After a while, Ling Yuzi nodded at Hailong after carefully confirming the status of the little wit, and said, "Okay."
Only then did Hai Long let go of his hands, and hugged the little ghost who was about to jump up, "You little thing, you really scared me to death, you don't have to die, it's great, it's really great."
Little Witty blinked, and patted Hai Long's head with his tiny monkey paw.
Hai Long wiped away the tears on his face, and said: "You go home quickly, come to Guolin to play with me tomorrow."
Little Witty nodded as if he understood, jumped out of Hai Long's arms, looked at Ling Yuzi and then at Hai Long, and then left bouncing away. When it ran to a place where it was almost out of sight, it suddenly stopped and looked back at Hai Long deeply. Hai Long waved at it, and the little witty disappeared into the forest.
After a long breath, Hai Long sat down on the ground and patted his chest. Only now did he realize that his clothes were soaked in sweat.
Ling Yuzi sat beside him, smiled and said, "Hai Long, I didn't expect you to be so soft-hearted. Rest assured now."
Hai Long nodded and said gratefully, "Thanks to Master Eleven."
After saving a life, Ling Yuzi was in a good mood, and said: "Anyway, there is nothing to do now, so I will teach you the application of mana."
Hai Long lacks interest in cultivating Taoism now, and said: "Well, I will learn it with difficulty."
Ling Yuzi smiled bitterly and said: "I'm afraid you are the only one in the world who talks to the master like this. Mana is a kind of energy, which comes from us absorbing the aura of all things in the world with our spiritual power. Tianxin Jue is the way to absorb it, and when you practice every day , is the process of absorption. It is actually very simple to use these magic powers reasonably. You just need to rely on your thoughts."
Hai Long asked doubtfully, "Intent?"
Ling Yuzi became serious, nodded solemnly, and said: "Yes, it is mind. Mind is the best tool to control mana. Let's use an analogy. When you climb a mountain, you use mind to control the mana in your body to sink into If you use your feet, it will be much easier. And when you chop wood, you use your mind to control the flow of mana to your hands, understand."
Hai Long nodded, and asked seriously: "Then if I transfer mana to my butt when I poop, will it be more enjoyable?"
Ling Tongzi was just about to start training in the afternoon, when he suddenly heard Hai Long's miserable howl, he was startled and couldn't help listening intently.
"Ah! Master Eleven, why did you hit me so hard? It hurts so much! My head is about to explode."
"It was you that I hit, and you lost all face in Moyunping."
"I, I'm just asking a question! Can't mana be transported to the ass?"
Hearing this, Ling Tongzi almost fell off his wooden bed, he finally understood why Hai Long was beaten. He shook his head helplessly, screened out distracting thoughts, turned off his six senses, and began to practice.
In the early morning, Hai Long woke up from Tianxinjue's training. Last night's training seemed to be different from before. With Ling Yuzi's explanation, he felt that he absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth much faster. The heat flow in the body became more mellow.
After exercising his muscles and bones, Hai Long walked out of the room. He knew that the masters would not get up until noon, and there was no work to do today. It was the same as usual. Let's go find Xiaojiling. I don't know that his injuries from yesterday were completely healed. No. It is best not to have any sequelae. Thinking of this, Hai Long quickly walked towards the fruit forest. While walking, he subconsciously followed what Ling Yuzi said yesterday, inputting the mana condensed in his body to his feet, and a wonderful feeling spread throughout his body in an instant. In an instant, he seemed to feel like he was flying. It's very small, just take a random step, and the body will move forward a distance of two or three meters lightly. Overjoyed in his heart, Hai Long stomped hard on the ground, he wanted to see what level his speed had reached. However, things backfired. His exertion destroyed the true meaning of Tianxinjue's inaction. Not only did he not increase his speed, but his body became heavier again. Hai Long couldn't adapt to this sudden change for a while, he staggered and nearly fell down.
Hai Long was startled, and moved his body tentatively. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he immediately understood his mistake. Take a deep breath, focus on your legs again, completely relax your mind, and take a natural step. The feeling of lightness came back again, and in the realm of doing nothing, this time it actually floated five meters away. In order to maintain this state, Hai Long held back the joy in his heart and tried to calm down as much as possible. Sure enough, his idea was correct, his body floated away like a dead leaf, he only needed to tap his toes on the ground one after another, and the surrounding scenery would pass by quickly, and in just a short while, he had already arrived Among the fruit trees. The speed is so fast that it takes half the time less than usual.