Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 1015
"Master asked why, but the other party didn't say anything, with an unreasonable posture. But Master, you have the invitation letter, and you can't take it out, and even if you have it, Master is not here, it is impossible for you to pass the invitation." I just gave them the letter."

"These monks saw that the uncle refused to give it to them, so they wanted to grab it. At this time, Uncle Gui came and fought with those monks without saying a word. Those monks couldn't beat Uncle Gui. Everyone in the caravan took them away with one cover."

"Fortunately, Master's mount is clever. He bit my clothes and threw it on its back, leading me into the dense forest. As soon as I entered the forest, Uncle Gui caught up and sat on the horse with me. escaped all the way to this place."

When Bi Cheng told Yan Yan the ins and outs of the whole incident, Mr. Yumei was already healing Agui by the side.

Bo Chengxian and He Ji also surrounded him.

It's just that when he saw the position where Ah Gui was injured, He Ji suddenly widened his eyes and stared at a certain position.

Agui's wound was obviously on the abdomen. Thick plasma soaked out from the inside of the clothes, dyeing the entire front of the clothes red. The wound had stopped bleeding at this time, and the blood on the abdomen dried and hardened, sticking tightly to the wound.

In this situation, there is no way to use spiritual power. Even if Mr. Yumei is a wood spirit root, the specialty of healing injuries among the five elements is the wood spirit root's technique "Wanwusheng". Next, let's expose the wound first.

When Bi Cheng and Mr. Yumei took off Agui's coat, Yanyan didn't evade.

At this crucial moment of saving lives, and facing an elder who is familiar with Agui, Yanyan always puts the facts first, and never sticks to these useless worldly etiquette.

He also tried to look at his neck, but there were so many others.

He Ji's eyes were wide open, and he looked back and forth across Ah Gui's body, as if looking for something.

Seeing Mr. Yumei gently remove the clothes covering Agui's abdominal wound, both Yan Yan and Bi Cheng were startled.

"Uncle Gui's cultivator in the realm of transforming gods, how could he injure his body so badly?" Yan Yan frowned and asked.

Mr. Yumei carefully inspected Agui's wound, and frowned: "Many spells can injure a monk's physical body. It is normal for a monk with a higher level of cultivation than himself to suffer huge physical injuries. This monk is an earth spirit root, and the earth system There are many techniques that attack the physical body, but his wound is indeed a bit deep..."

While talking, Mr. Yumei used the mountain spring water that Bi Cheng brought from a plastic pot to wash Agui's wound carefully and began to heal.

Although Mr. Yumei couldn't live and die as easily as Canghua, the effect of the treatment was obvious.

What's more, there are many good pills in Xumi Realm, and with Mr. Yumei's skillful technique, Ah Gui's injury was quickly brought under control.

With the combination of oral administration and external application of wood spirit qi to stimulate the elixir, the color around Agui's wound soon appeared a healthy light pink.

The body of a monk originally has a very powerful self-healing function, especially for a major repair like Agui's state of transformation, the self-healing function of the wound is even more terrifying.

Seeing the state of the new flesh growing, Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

But Mr. Yumei frowned, with a serious expression on his face: "According to common sense, even if a cultivator in the Transformation God Realm has such a deep wound, it will not take so long to show any signs of healing. This cultivator's wound seems to be poisoned by miasma. It will affect the speed of self-healing."

Yanyan raised her head to look at the surrounding environment, and found that the bottom of the cliff was indeed damp and heavy, and there were countless kinds of poisonous herbs growing lushly around.

Such a place is indeed prone to produce methane poisonous miasma.

Ordinary monks have spirit qi to automatically protect the body, which can resist this kind of poisonous miasma entering the body, but Agui is seriously injured now, Yanyan guesses that he is probably like ordinary people, and his resistance to illness and injury has also declined.

Yanyan took out a special hard plastic camp bed from the Najie, placed the seriously injured Agui on the bed, and released Lie Shanding from the Sumeru Realm.

There are medicinal herbs everywhere in the depths of the canyon, and no one knows medicinal herbs better than Li Shanding who is following Shennong.

In just a short while, Lie Shanding filled a furnace with various herbs, added them to the cauldron and started to burn.

The damp and poisonous miasma in the stone tent was immediately washed away by the medicinal fragrance, and the damp and cold stone tent was also dried and warmed by the flames from the mouth of the tripod.

Yanyan took out the plastic tent again, and Bi Cheng, Bo Chengxian and He Ji sealed all the stone tent doors with thick plastic curtains.

The stone tent was suddenly much more comfortable than before.

But Mr. Yumei always had a serious expression on his face. Although Agui on the bed was no longer bleeding from the wound, he was still unconscious.

Yanyan was also a little anxious, and pressed her finger on Agui's pulse, and found that Agui's pulse was very weak, almost as strong as a gossamer.

Yanyan's face turned pale in an instant, and she looked at Mr. Yumei: "This pulse...it's not right!"

She almost blurted out that it was the words "dying pulse".

Mr. Yumei also looked solemn: "I also asked his pulse just now, and his pulse condition is indeed not good. But I checked his whole body, only this wound, as a cultivator in the realm of transforming gods, according to common sense, such a wound should not deadly."

Yanyan suddenly realized the seriousness of this problem.

To be able to injure Ah Gui to this extent, the other party's cultivation must be extraordinary.

Based on Ah Gui's status on Tianbei Island, the general elders and disciples in the sect should respect him a little, and even the suzerain of the general sect would be courteous.

Bi Cheng brought over two cups of hot tea, offered one cup to Mr. Yumei, then held the other cup in Yanyan's hand, and said, "Uncle Gui's injury should have been there when he arrived."

Yanyan and Yumei looked up at Bi Cheng at the same time.

Bi Cheng hurriedly said: "When he arrived, those cultivators who came to snatch our invitation letter were completely invincible to him, and they were quickly driven away by him. Uncle Gui's injury should not have been suffered at that time.

"It's just that when those monks took the caravan away, Uncle Gui didn't love to fight, nor did he rob people with them, but fled to this place with me."

"I didn't realize he was seriously injured until he fell down. I think he didn't snatch everyone in the caravan with those monks at that time, probably because his injury couldn't last anymore."

Yanyan thought for a while, got up and walked to Agui's side, and searched him inside and out.

Bi Cheng followed and asked doubtfully, "Master, what are you looking for?"

Yanyan: "Ah Gui was injured, something must have happened to Xinzhu. Perhaps Xinzhu knew that someone would come to prevent us from going to the island, so he sent Agui over to help, and then met those monks. Agui's injury It must be related to this matter, I want to find if he has Xin Zhu's handwriting on him."

"What Master said makes sense, Master, please rest and let me..."

While Yanyan and Bi Cheng were rummaging, He Ji, who had been adding firewood silently beside him, suddenly stared at Agui's abdomen: "This man, this man has something in his stomach..."

(End of this chapter)