The only way

Chapter 17 Rejuvenation

This is the first time Lingchu has used probing techniques on mortals, and the scene in front of her feels amazing.

When using the probing technique on a monk, one can judge the level of a monk's cultivation by looking at the fluctuation of spiritual power around him.As for mortals, in Lingchu's eyes, mortals without spiritual power fluctuations are like lights.

Some are bright, some are dim.

Among the ruins of the teahouse in front of him, Lingchu saw dozens of energies at a glance.

How come there are so many people?
"Your teahouse is full of people today?" Lingchu wasn't sure if he had misread it, or was the teahouse really full today?
The little second brother who was picked up by Lingchu had dull eyes, his whole body was shaking, and he couldn't speak at all.

"Little Immortal," a middle-aged man dressed as a rich businessman approached tremblingly, and said flatteringly, "Today the teahouse is giving a new play, and the upstairs and downstairs are crowded with people, at least hundreds of people. "

Hundreds of people? !

Lingchu took a deep breath, when the earthquake happened, so many people gathered together, it was just another disaster.Even if only half of the teahouse collapsed, there would still be 60 to [-] people.

With luck, half of the five or 60 people escaped, and nearly 30 people remained.

I'm afraid, with so many people, when they escaped, some of them died not because of the earthquake, but because of the stampede.

Lingchu counted quickly, the half of the collapsed teahouse still had aura, only in their early twenties, with a few auras, even beginning to be faintly visible.

not good!

Before he had time to think about it, Lingchu entangled a collapsed column with a entanglement technique. With a slight flick of his wrist, green vines as thick as thighs pulled the column away, revealing a small space underneath.

The space underneath is very small, enough to hold a child, but inside there is a woman in silk and satin clothes, her back is turned up, her back is arched, and her legs are pressed by a section of the house beam.

Just now she had been firmly supporting the pillar with her back, even if the pillar on her back was removed, the woman's back was still arched and motionless.

"This seems to be Mrs. Zhu, is she still alive? Her husband is the richest man in our Taoyuan City." The wealthy businessman who had recovered did not leave immediately, but followed Lingchu closely.

He has traveled all over the world for many years, and has seen a lot. He knows that there is a kind of person in this world called a cultivator.

They can ride the clouds and ride the fog, call the wind and call the rain, and move mountains and seas with every gesture. Although they are not real gods, they are also existences that mortals can't see from afar.

The most important thing is that practitioners have heard that they can live a hundred years, and some of them can live forever.

He suspected that the little girl in front of him was a cultivator.

I dare not ask for immortality, but maybe I can ask for an elixir to prolong life.

"She's dead." The energy in this woman's body has almost completely dissipated, that is to say, she died a long time ago.

The wealthy businessman Qian Duojin bowed his waist and asked, "Then what are you still looking at?"

That's right, since Lingchu removed the pillar and found that the woman's aura had almost dissipated, she continued to save people without stopping, but her eyes kept looking at the woman.

Lingchu frowned slightly, wondering why there was still a weak aura looming in this woman's body, which had obviously dissipated.

Where is the stomach?

"You know Mrs. Zhu, but she is pregnant?" Lingchu turned his head abruptly and asked Qian Duojin.

Qian Duojin was stunned, and rubbed his hands to recall, "I didn't hear that, I only heard that Mrs. Zhu has a two or three-year-old daughter, who is the only daughter of the richest man."

Two or three years old?
Lingchu appeared next to Mrs. Zhu's already stiff body, and stretched out her hand to forcefully break Mrs. Zhu apart.

After a monk tempers his body, his own strength will also increase a lot. Although Lingchu is still young, his strength is not inferior to that of an adult.

Sure enough, when Madam Zhu's body was opened, there was still a small figure curled up underneath.

Even though Mrs. Zhu was dead, she still kept her bowed posture, just to protect the daughter under her.

This is the most primitive instinct and obsession of being a mother.

Qian Duojin, who was helping Lingchu, was stunned again. No one thought that Mrs. Zhu was still protecting the child under her body.

There is no need for Lingchu to say more, Qian Duojin carried the child out from under him with a dignified expression, carefully and lightly hugged him horizontally.

The weak aura that Lingchu felt belonged to this little girl.

The pink trousers that the little girl was wearing were covered with dust, and the vivid green birds on them were also dusty, just like the pale complexion of the little girl.

"Little God, please save the child, please." For the first time, Qian Duojin's face did not have a flattering smile, but was solemn and apprehensive.

When he was young, his family was poor, his father was fond of gambling, his mother worked part-time during the day, and at night she helped people starch and wash clothes under the moonlight. Did not dare to stop.

Later, Qian Duojin was able to make money, and even made everyone call him Master Qian, but his mother passed away early before she could enjoy the blessing.

As a poor child, I feel the same way.

For the first time, Lingchu has changed his mind about this rich businessman who has been flattering him.

She didn't know what the rich businessman was asking for, but the sympathy and sadness at the moment were real.

"unnecessary."

You don't need to ask, she was meant to save people, but she doesn't know how to save people, she has no experience, this is her knowledge blind spot.

Qian Duojin's passionate and hopeful eyes made Lingchu's scalp tingle.

Can she say that she has learned so many spells, but none of them are life-saving spells?

Otherwise, it is better to find a doctor to be more reliable?

"Girl, hurry up."

The old Taoist, who had been paying attention to Lingchu's movements, continued to use spiritual power to suppress the restless earth veins, while stretching out his hand, a stream of light sank into Lingchu's eyebrows.

Rejuvenation.

Wood-type spells can be practiced by monks who practice wood-attribute skills, and the effect depends on the purity of the caster's wood spiritual power.

The rejuvenation technique is not difficult, but it consumes a bit of spiritual power. To put it simply, it is to use the wood spiritual power, which is the most vigorous and gentle among the five elements of spiritual power, to carry out a certain purification, remove the violent and unstable part of the spiritual power, and leave the gentle Part of it is injected into the injured body for repairing treatment.

The purer the spiritual power, the less the part that needs to be purified, and the more vigorous and gentle it is.

After going through the key points of the rejuvenation technique in his mind, Lingchu condensed a blue light ball in his hand a little unskillfully, the light ball was clean and pure.

Without delay, Lingchu took the ball of light and punched it into the little girl's body.

In an instant, the little girl's whole body began to glow with a faint blue light, the scratches on her body were slowly healed, her weak breathing gradually stabilized, and her pale face gradually turned pink.

Qian Duojin was close, and had also bathed in a little bit of rejuvenation technique. He only felt a burst of warmth all over his body, and the faint pain disappeared completely because he accidentally fell down on his knee just because he was running away in a hurry.

Qian Duojin became excited, and made up his mind to follow this little girl well, serve him attentively, and ask for an elixir when the time comes, which will surely make him immune to all diseases and prolong his life.

(End of this chapter)