In mid-air, the sound of howling swords passed across the sky.
Meng Qi and Li Che looked up at the sky together, and they only had time to see Ling Ji's sharp figure across the sky, rushing toward the green hills that were deeper.
Except for them, the other cultivators still fought together, not seeming to care what happened.
The chime of the Thousand Emperor Bell became more and more urgent, "Dangdangdangdang..." almost knocked on people's hearts.
The bell was ringing, but Meng Qi felt that he was much more awake than before.
Even the fire that has been burning in her heart and in her spiritual sea seems to have been extinguished.
With a twitch in Meng Qi's heart, she took out some dream-explaining incense that Li Che had given her: Could it be because of it
Several small blue incense sticks that were as long as fingers were held in her hands, exuding a slightly cool and bitter feeling.
"Meng Qiqi?" Li Che happened to be bandaging the wound on a female cultivator's arm, turned around and saw Meng Qi staring at Jiemengxiang ecstatically, and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"
"Li Che." Meng Qi looked up at him.
Only now did she notice that Li Che's eyes were clear and bloodless: "Did you feel just now? There seemed to be a fire burning in the chest and Linghai? It made people become conscious? Not so clear."
"No." Li Che shook his head blankly, reached out and touched his chest.
After all, he is also a medical practitioner, so he quickly understood Meng Qi's meaning: "You mean?..."
Li Che stood up and glanced around.
Up and down the city wall? The battle is getting more and more intense.
Within a few breaths, some cultivators will be injured and fall down. The smell of blood in the air is getting stronger and stronger, and the cultivators are making more and more vicious attacks. Some of the sword moves and spells that might only be used on the enemy in the past are even moving toward a few days ago. He also said to laugh at Yanyan? His companion attacked him.
Li Che was slightly stunned, touched his chest again, and said as if muttering: "There is no flame burning, I only heard the bell, but that's also..."
He scratched his head blankly, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a cultivator on the city wall fall backwards.
Li Che didn't care too much? Thinking about it, he went up to meet the practitioner, supported the cultivator, and carefully helped him to sit down.
"Hmm." The young? Jianxiu let out a soft snort, and pressed his? right hand? with his left hand.
"How are you?" Li Che asked, while holding the wounded male cultivator's left hand, moving away from the wound on his right hand.
As he spoke, he looked up at the man.
The handsome? Young Jianxiu half-dripped his eyelids, and his eyelashes covered most of the light in his eyes. But that couldn't hide the blood in the other party's eyes.
Li Che was slightly startled, subconsciously stretched out his hand to pinch the man's jaw, and turned him to face him: "This..."
He swallowed with some difficulty, and then went to look at Meng Qi again: "They are... his? Eyes..."
Li Che reacted for a moment: "Are they all affected by that bell?"
"Yeah." Meng Qi lit the Dream Interpretation Incense and held it to the man's nose.
Slightly bitter and cool? The breath permeated, but the man's eyes were still blood red.
"Isn't it because of Mengxiang?" Meng Qimi understood Mengxiang and put it away muttering.
Li Che had already started to clean the wound on the right arm of the man and said, "Mengjie Xiangxiang can only stabilize the vibration of the spiritual sea, what do you mean? That? What kind of fire is burning? Of course it is not Mengjiexiang."
He paused, and then said: "Mengjiexiang is a very common medicine. Even if gentian grass is added, it is not very powerful. You can buy it in large and small medicine stores in the southern boundary. If it is so powerful, They wouldn't be like this now."
"Yeah." Meng Qi nodded.
When Ling Ji jumped up just now, she could hear clearly that he said that he wanted to learn about the first magic weapon from ten thousand years ago.
Was he referring to the bell
"Meng Qiqi." Li Che raised his voice suddenly, and lifted the man's arm, "Come and see."
In the blood flowing from the wound on the man's right arm, there was also a dark golden light flickering.
"Ten thousand zombie silkworms!" Li Che leaned closer and smelled it, then blurted out suddenly. He was born in the southern border, would he know? This is a poisonous insect that only exists in the southern border.
"It's ten thousand zombie silkworms again." Meng Qi's eyes flickered slightly.
What she found in Qin Xiumo's wound just now was also the silk of these tens of thousands of silkworms.
She frowned slightly, could it be that this person was hurt by the same person as Qin Xiumo
"It should be said that it is the silk of the ten thousand stiff silkworms." Li Che started throwing elixir and spirit flowers into his own natal medicine cauldron as he spoke.
"The silk of ten thousand stiff silkworms is the best material for making gloves. Add a little to a pair of gloves, and you will be protected from water and fire, and you will not be afraid of cold and heat. We doctors like it very much. You can do it if you want to." heard."
He said with a soft sigh: "I didn't know later. Why, some people started using it to hurt people. After the sacrifice, this thing can penetrate into the wound and quickly swim through the whole body. After six hours, Then you can take root in the spiritual sea of the cultivator and nourish yourself with the spiritual energy and blood of the cultivator. If the spiritual energy and blood of the cultivator are not exhausted, the silk will not die. At that time, even a stronger? medical practitioner cannot? cure. I can only wait for this thing to exhaust the aura of the cultivator, and finally the spiritual sea will dry up. Unless... "
Li Che said? "Unless the spiritual sea can be reshaped, the cultivator is still alive, but he will be a useless person from now on."
He thought Meng Qi was not clear, so he explained it in detail.
Meng Qi nodded.
"However, if it can be discovered within six? hours in time, the silk of Wanzhican is also very easy to cure. Wanzhican's favorite? Nine mulberry leaves, add red flower fruit, and moon blade vine to make juice, apply it In human hands, it can be easily pulled out from the wound." Li Che said without reservation.
"En." Meng Qi looked at Li Che.
She naturally knew that just now she used the same method to extract the tens of thousands of stiff silks from Qin Xiumo's body.
Li Che's eyes were serious and focused, and while he was talking, the three kinds of elixir in his natal medicine cauldron had been boiled into blue concoction.
He was about to paint on his hand, when Meng Qi raised his hand to block his hand: "I'll do it."
Without waiting for Li Che to speak, she held the opponent's hand, turned over the back of his hand, pointed to a small wound on the back of his hand, and said flatly: "The premise is that the person There are no wounds on your hands."
While talking, Meng Qi let go of Li Che's hand.
The concoction poured down and wiped her "left hand". She took out the silver needle that looked like a fishhook, and picked up a silk thinner than a hair from the wound of the cultivator, and wrapped it around her hand that had been smeared with the medicine.
"Huh?" Li Che's eyes lit up, "What about you? Silver needles are easy to use?"
"Hmm." Meng Qi said, "I? Did it myself."
Yun Qingyan taught her how to refine medicine knives, and she herself knows how to make weapons, so she also knows some simple techniques of refining weapons.
Although it is impossible to refine magic weapons and weapons with various powerful functions like those master weapon repairers, it is still very easy to make a handy tool.
"Like a fishhook." Li Che stared at it for a moment, then came to a conclusion.
"Hmm." Meng Qi nodded, "The inspiration came from the fishhook."
"When we leave here, I'll order one too." Just as Li Che finished speaking, he scratched his head in embarrassment, "If I...remember...at that time."
Meng Qi took out a similar silver needle from the storage kit and handed it over: "You give me Mengjiexiang, and I give you the silver needle."
"Thank you." Li Che was not polite to her, and took it immediately.
"Huh?" He looked carefully, "It seems that there are patterns engraved on it."
"I carved a small magic circle on it." Meng Qi explained: "Using the spirit stone to activate the magic circle can attach some medicinal properties to the silver needle, which lasts for half an hour. In this way, we can take advantage of this half a quarter of an hour to bring the medicine qi to the meridians or where we need it."
Li Che was dumbfounded when he heard that, and he couldn't help blinking after a while.
Although he didn't know the art of refining weapons, and he didn't know much about magic formations, he also knew that it was by no means an easy task to carve a magic formation on such a thin silver needle.
The silver needles that they usually buy at home will not have such an effect. Unless, like Xue Chengxuan, the natal magic weapon chooses silver needles, then the natal magic weapon is indeed much stronger than these ordinary magic weapons.
"Many, thank you." Li Che was silent for a moment, but still kept the silver needle away.
After a while, Meng Qi also pulled out all the tens of thousands of stiff silks from Jianxiu's body.
Her "left hand" was wrapped with another "dark gold" silkworm cocoon. Meng Qi took out the jasper small box and put the silkworm cocoon in it.
Just like what Li Che said, the silk of these tens of thousands of silkworms is a rare and good thing, and you don't often see it on weekdays.
"Meng Qiqi, here." After she finished doing this, Li Che had already helped another Dharma practitioner to sit against the wall.
"Her spiritual energy was exhausted, and someone took advantage of it, hurting her meridians, and her spiritual sea was also affected." Li Che said quickly: "There is still trauma on her back, from her left shoulder to her waist... huh?"
Li Che paused for a moment, and then quickly said, "Wan Zombie Silkworm!"
He turned his head to look at Meng Qi, and repeated in disbelief: "It's another ten thousand zombie silkworms!"
Meng Qi waved her hand, and the Five Spirit Cauldron turned around beside her. She casually threw in the leaves of Nine Mulberry Tree, Red Flower Fruit, and Moon Blade Vine.
Although she won the Five Spirit Cauldron, although it did not last as long as Li Cheri, the refining speed of this small cauldron was far better than that of Li Cheri.
While breathing, the three herbs turned into green medicinal juice, and the medicinal fragrance like bamboo juice overflowed from the small cauldron.
Meng Qi helped the female cultivator to get down, stretched out her hand, and carefully lifted off the blood-soaked clothes on her back.
On the female cultivator's back, which was as white as beautiful jade, there was a hideous wound, stretching from her left shoulder to her right waist.
The wound was very narrow, it should have been wounded by a sharp sword. If the sword hits hard enough, the female cultivator in front of him will probably be split in half alive.
Meng Qi took out a small blue medicine bottle from the storage kit, and poured the medicine powder in the bottle onto the bleeding wound on the nun's back.
As soon as the medicine powder touched the wound, the nun already passed out? The body of the female cultivator suddenly tensed up.
She grunted and slowly opened her eyes.
"Don't move." Meng Qi ordered in a low voice.
"Hmm—" the female cultivator responded lightly, and the eyes of Jianshui were still filled with blood.
Even though she was lying on the ground, the wound on her back was painful, her aura was exhausted, and even the spiritual sea had cracks, she still raised her hand desperately.
A blood-colored rose was condensed in her palm, but after stretching two petals, the rose disappeared again.
"Hmm—" the female cultivator snorted again, her body softened, and she lay down on the ground again.
Meng Qi's expression was indifferent, and her slender fingers quickly pulled out a dark golden filament from the opponent's wound.
Her left hand had already been soaked in the liquid medicine, and the silkworm's silk seemed to be alive, quickly wrapping around her finger.
But after a while, Meng Qi's left hand was covered with dark golden silk again.
"There are slight cracks in her spiritual sea." Li Che was also busy.
His own? The natal medicine cauldron was churning and churning endlessly, and it was best to condense into a small ball of liquid medicine.
As soon as Li Che waved his hand, the liquid medicine flew accurately into the porcelain cup he took out.
"Meng Qiqi." He raised his hand?, put it down again, then looked up at Meng Qi, "Please help her sit up."
Meng Qi had already treated the wound on the nun's back, and carefully lifted her up as promised.
Li Che poured the liquid medicine in the porcelain cup into the female cultivator's mouth, and said, "If she doesn't use the spiritual energy anymore, the Linghai will be fine for a while. But the cracks in the Linghai's mouth are a bit weird. I? After careful inspection, I don't think it's like a laceration caused by the exhaustion of spiritual energy."
"Yeah." Meng Qi nodded.
There are only some very small cracks in the spiritual sea of the female cultivator. If the cracks in the spiritual sea are caused by the exhaustion of spiritual energy, it can be repaired by itself in at most ten and a half months based on the other party's distraction period.
"The wound on her back looks very narrow and not deep." Meng Qi said, "But the sword that hurt her may not be higher than hers, but the sword energy is extremely powerful. At this moment It penetrated into her bones and hurt her? Linghai."
She paused, then said: "Her? Linghai was injured by sword energy. This sword energy is sharp and swift, so sharp? Sword intent, it's a bit like..."
Qiao Ran jumped and landed on the city wall, looking at Meng Qi and Li Che who were concentrating on studying the injury of the female cultivator in front of them, she couldn't laugh or cry.
But he still said: "Master Meng... er... Fellow Daoist Meng."
He looked at Meng Qi and Li Che who were squatting on the ground and looked up at the same time. They met their clear and serious eyes. For some reason, he couldn't say a word.
"... This nun was hurt by me."
Qiao Ran said dumbfoundingly.