I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Chapter 261, Healing

The sudden good news made the atmosphere of the entire garrison point relax.

Yang Zhao felt his scalp itching, but he didn't dare to burn the top of his head, so he could only burn the grass on his face over and over again.

Seeing her actions, the others followed suit, and followed suit with small fireballs to roast their bare skin.

Yang Zhao originally wanted to go back to his room and bathe his whole body with a big fireball, but Zong Yan stopped him.

"We don't know how this seed spreads. The wider the range of your activities, the greater the scope of this seed pollution. Let's sit here and wait a while!"

There was no way for them to sit in a corner with four big straw men aggrieved, waiting for the support of the Jindanqi monks.

Speaking of which, it was still the No. [-] mine site, which was too far away from the garrison point. They all sent back the Jindan stage of the Sujin clan, but the Jindan stage of the No. [-] garrison point had not yet arrived.

However, this is also the normal state of most conflicts. The time of intense conflicts is very short every day, and it is rare for the same two groups of enemies and us to fight for several days and nights.

The itching all over his body and the weird green grass, the irritability kept provoking Yang Zhao's just relaxed nerves.

The expressions of Lin Sushang and others were also displeased.

The Xiaodou people who were chanting the "Qingxin Mantra" near the control point of the underground formation also came to the hall when they got the news.

They didn't react when they saw the four big grass people just now.

When one of them was burned and showed a face without eyebrows, all the little bean people were shocked.

"That's a person! I thought it was a green plant decoration they brought back!"

"That's Yang Zhao?! Comrade Yang, why are you like this?"

Yang Zhao wiped the black ash on her face, and the violent emotions swept her whole brain.

"We have followed someone else's way, and someone will come to save us later."

"You stay away, I can't control my temper now."

Upon hearing his words, the other Xiaodou people also retreated, and whispered together.

"How painful it is for her! Do plants still parasite the human body?"

"I only know about bacteria, fungi, viruses and parasites, maybe my knowledge is flawed, maybe this is the world of comprehension!"

Looking at it, some people also found the difference between these people.

"Then why don't their eyes grow grass?"

"Maybe it's because the eyeball is independent of other body systems? Anyway, biology taught me that, but I don't know about cultivation."

Hearing this, Yang Zhao was also a little puzzled, because her eyelids had already grown green grass buds, and there was really no expression on her eyeballs.

But this thought was thrown to the back of her mind as soon as she thought about it, because she was too irritable now, and her normal curiosity had been suppressed.

Lin Sheng saw Yang Zhao and the four of them in his eyes. He took out the formation board from his arms, swiped twice on the keyboard with one hand, and rose from the ground. The milky white light curtain separated the four of them. Come.

Looking at the milky white cover that covered him in all directions, Yang Zhao frowned frequently, feeling an urge to overturn something.

Fortunately, she still had a little reason in her heart, so she suppressed her impulse.

Because of their moodiness, Yang Zhao and the others didn't even bother to take care of the small grass buds on their bodies, allowing them to grow quickly on their bodies.

In a blink of an eye, these uninhibited grasses grew flower buds.

Lin Sheng once tried to help them clean up, but he didn't expect that Yang Zhao and the others would be stimulated just after he summoned the fireball technique.

Even Lin Sushang, who has always been calm, took out his big hammer.

No way, Lin Sheng
Yang Zhao never felt that it took such a long time to make a cup of tea.

Time does not change its flow speed with manpower. When Yang Zhao stood up and stood still, the Golden Core cultivator finally came.

The person who came was a middle-aged man, with a layer of armor on his body, and a face with Chinese characters, which looked calm and reliable.

Lin Sheng finished checking the military order token with the other party, and then let the man in.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw four big straw figures covered in hoods.

"Hey, is it so serious? I'm going to be a little late. Once these little grasses end up with these people, it will be over."

The man didn't delay, he took out a handful of powder from his pocket and sprinkled it into the air.

The flowering grass on Yang Zhao's body turned yellow and wilted as soon as it touched the powder, and then fell off her body.

While she was amazed at the magic of the powder, the middle-aged man took out four more pills and handed them over.

"Hurry up and take this medicine, sit down and do your exercises after taking it, otherwise you will still grow this thing on your body."

Yang Zhao hesitated for a moment, but still stuffed the medicine into his mouth and swallowed it.

After swallowing the medicine, Yang Zhao activated the Sanqing Zhengyang Meridian. Not long after, she felt severe pain all over her body, and the piercing pain spread from the flesh to the joints.

It seems that her flesh and blood are being stripped from her body.

Fortunately, Yang Zhao was used to the pain, and this little pain didn't make her lose her composure too much.

But the others suffered a little bit. Afterwards, according to the gossips from Xiaodou people, even Lin Sushang was in tears from the pain, let alone others.

When the pain in the body was gradually eliminated, Yang Zhao felt his body weakened all of a sudden, and the originally sufficient spiritual power in his body suddenly became a vacuum state.

The original wounds on the body also started to hurt, especially the pain in the chest was severe.

After running the Sanqing Zhengyang Jing for a big cycle, Yang Zhaocai recovered some spiritual power, and then opened his eyes.

Seeing Yang Zhao wake up, the middle-aged man at the Golden Core stage who was standing beside them was very happy.

"The little girl is not bad, she can bear it."

At this time, the formation barrier around her had been removed, and Yang Zhao stood up and saluted solemnly with fists in his hands.

"Thank you for your life-saving grace, senior."

The man waved his hand indifferently and told her to sit down.

"What is this? On the battlefield, it is my duty to save you, but your little girl's soul should be very strong, and the three of them haven't recovered yet."

Yang Zhao saw that the three of them were still practicing martial arts, so she smiled shyly.

"Maybe, the younger generation is disheveled now, please allow the younger generation to leave and go back to the house to tidy up."

That person didn't keep her either, as soon as Yang Zhao left, he continued to sit where he was and chatted with the group of Xiaodou people around him, and continued to guard the remaining three Zong Yan.

When Yang Zhao returned to the room, he performed a cleansing technique on his whole body, like stuffing a pill for wound healing in his mouth, and took out sunfish secretions to smear the wound, then simply combed his hair, and changed into a new suit. New clothes will come out.

When the middle-aged man saw Yang Zhao approaching, he almost didn't laugh.

Yang Zhao was a little confused, so the little bean man next to him pointed to the eyebrows on his face.

She subconsciously reached out and touched it, and then suddenly realized.

Just before the middle-aged man came, when she was still mentally stable, she once attracted a fireball to burn the tender grass on her face.

Her eyebrows are not reinforced concrete, so they were naturally burnt away by the fireball technique.

In fact, the real situation was worse than what Yang Zhao thought, not only his eyebrows were gone, but also his eyelashes and some hair on his forehead were burned off.

Now her face and body were covered with blood spots left by the sprouting grass, which made Yang Zhao blush.

"Let the seniors laugh."

"It's not your fault, it's because I don't look like an older person."

(End of this chapter)