Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 13
Ning Zhao split a strand of spiritual consciousness and probed into Chu Yu's sea of ​​consciousness.

The waves in his sea of ​​consciousness were turbulent, and the spiritual power that was not much in the first place was rampaging, smashing the sky above the sea of ​​consciousness into pieces.

In the middle of the Sea of ​​Consciousness is a bead with some cracks.

"System, what's going on?"

Ning Zhao quickly withdrew his spiritual consciousness, and dumped all the bottles and jars in the storage bag on the ground.

[Dididi—after system testing, this is a normal phenomenon, Ning Zhao, don’t worry too much~]
Wait...normal?
His sea of ​​consciousness was broken into pieces, and he even vomited black blood, are you sure this is normal?

[Xiaowogua here recommends that you give him Qingfeng Dan, although it cannot cure him, it can relieve him temporarily. ]
Isn't Qingfeng Pill the little pill that was rejected by Chu Yu last time?

Ning Zhao looked at the black blood on Chu Yu's clothes, and his hands were shaking when he fumbled for the bottles and jars, "Guyuan Pill...it's useless..."

"Building Foundation Pill...it's useless..."

"Yanyan pill...it's useless..."

"Qingfeng Pill... Qingfeng Pill!"

She quickly stuffed the small light green pill into Chu Yu's mouth.

Another mouthful of black blood spewed out from the corner of Chu Yu's mouth, and he struggled twice with his lips tightly closed, as if he wanted to push Ning Zhao away.

"Junior brother, don't move!"

The small light green pill was finally swallowed by Chu Yu, and Ning Zhao gently gathered a wave of spiritual power, and cautiously probed into Chu Yu's sea of ​​consciousness again.

The puddle-like sea of ​​consciousness finally calmed down a bit, and the occasional surge was not as high as the picture just now.

The sky above is still full of cracks, each piece is extremely far away from the other.

"System, is there any way to restore Chu Yu's sea of ​​consciousness?"

[Hey, Ning Zhao, you are asking the right person, Xiaowogua, I checked ancient books and found the answer to your question. ]
Ning Zhao rubbed his hands expectantly.

[The Sea of ​​Consciousness cannot rely on external forces, it can only be repaired by Chu Yu himself~]
Ning Zhao put down her expectant little hand, and she looked at Chu Yu who was half lying on the ground. At this time, his eyes were half open, with a calm expression on his face, as if he was not surprised by his vomiting blood.

"Ahem, thank you, Senior Sister..."

Seeing that Chu Yu's condition gradually improved a bit, and he stopped spitting out black blood, Ning Zhao finally let go of half of his hanging heart.

Just kidding, this is the target of her strategy, the reliance on the long way home, if Chu Yu is stubborn, then how will she go home...

Ning Zhao waved his hand, "You don't need to be so polite..."

She hesitated for a moment, then asked puzzledly: "But... what's going on, why, why do you suddenly vomit blood?"

"Have you been poisoned?" Spitting black blood, should it be a sign of poisoning?However, who would poison Chu Yu...

Chu Yu shook his head lightly, "It's not poisoning."

"This is... This is a strange disease that I have been carrying since I was born, and the doctors can't find out what it is."

"It will happen at least once a month, and it is common for spiritual power to scurry around and the sea of ​​consciousness to shatter." So they all call me Sangmen Xing, say I am unlucky, and stay away from me.

Ning Zhao looked at Chu Yu's calm eyes, and the expression on his face changed again and again. He felt distressed, surprised, and regretful...

"So, does this strange disease occur on a fixed day?"

Chu Yu shook his head lightly again, "No, as long as I use my spiritual power or practice hard, it's possible."

what!
Can't even use spiritual power?
No, what script did this world arrange for the cub?My father doesn't love me, my mother is away, I'm hated and bullied by most people, I'm born weak and unhealthy.

The only thing that is better is the heaven-level spiritual root, which speeds up the cultivation.

But now you tell me that there is something wrong with the cub's body, and it is possible to vomit blood with spiritual power?

So, what is the use of this sky-level spiritual root, to increase the frequency of his vomiting blood!
Ning Zhao only felt a mouthful of old blood choked in his throat, but at this moment he couldn't say a word.

Chu Yu took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped off the black blood from the corners of his mouth. Seeing the changing expression on Ning Zhao's face, he gently opened his lips and said, "Ahem, Senior Sister, don't worry too much. ..."

"Left and right can survive..."

"However... I hope my senior sister won't tell others... I don't need their pity either."

Ning Zhao nodded, and said seriously, "Of course."

"Even... even if you can't use spiritual power, the Spirit Sword Sect has other exercises that don't require spiritual power. Junior brother can go to Zangshu Pavilion to have a look." It's just that it will be much more difficult than using spiritual power to cultivate.

However, if this strange disease cannot be cured, Chu Yu will never be able to use his spiritual power. Could it be that he wants to be a physical trainer?Then how will he grow up with such a small body, is it possible that he will really fight hand-to-hand with the hero Ye Tianhe in the future?
She looked at Chu Yu from head to toe, and always felt that this matter was not simple.

"System, does Chu Yu have any secrets?"

[That’s right, Ning Zhao, your most important task right now is to help Chu Yu solve his strange disease~]
Ning Zhao: Hahahahahaha...I'm still a doctor...

Ning Zhao just felt tired, and the deal was just to attack the villain Chu Yu?She put up with those outrageous jobs before, and asking her, a novice who doesn't know anything about medicine, to cure Chu Yu's strange disease, isn't it a little too trusting of her?

Xiao Wogua seemed to have sensed Ning Zhao's depressed mood.

[Eh, Ning Zhao, you don’t have to worry too much, it’s actually not difficult…]
Ning Zhao still looked sullen.

[How about...how about waiting for you to cure Chu Yu's strange disease, we will give you a genius gift package? ]
[This way you don’t have to worry about being discovered by others because your cultivation base is too bad! ]
Ning Miser Zhao agreed very spinelessly, and she nodded with her spiritual sense in front of the leaves at her dantian, with a smile on her fair little face.

"Senior Sister..."

Chu Yu's cry brought Ning Zhao back to his senses.

She quickly looked at Chu Yu, only to see that he was propping the ground with one hand, as if he wanted to stand up.

Ning Zhao quickly supported his arm and helped him stand up.

"What's the matter, Junior Brother?"

"Ahem...Senior Sister, didn't you say two days ago that you were going to Jianzhong to find a sword?"

"Can I...can I go with you?"

Ning Zhao nodded quickly, "Of course."

"But, but don't you have a sword?"

Chu Yu lowered her eyes silently, opened and closed her lips several times, but she just didn't make a sound.

It took him a while to reply: "I can't use this sword right now."

Ning Zhao glanced quietly, and Chu Yu still carried the black long sword wrapped in layers of cloth on his back.

Chu Yu seemed to have noticed Ning Zhao's probing gaze, and said calmly, "This sword is too heavy."

Ning Zhao understood, so she just said, with Chu Yu's weak body, how could he use such a heavy sword.

It is estimated that this sword was left by his mother, that's why Chu Yu went to the fairy gate with it on his back.

"It's okay, Junior Brother."

"When you feel better in two days, let's go to the Sword Tomb together."

"Even if you don't have spiritual power, you can use a sword."

"We are sword cultivators, not talisman cultivators."

Fuxiu injects spiritual power into the talisman paper/pen and ink, which consumes a lot of spiritual power, so the storage bag on Fuxiu's body is often filled with spiritual stones.

It can be said that Fuxiu is the richest of all monks.

　Roar

　　
　
(End of this chapter)