I was recruited by the motherland in the world of Xianxia

The little sack was indeed at home, and he was the only one in the house.If he hadn't been wounded all over his body, lying unconscious on the ground, with dried blood remaining all over his body, his face was even more pale as a ghost, and he looked like he was exhaling more than breathing.

"Fuck! Little sack!" Hong Ge was taken aback. She had thought that the little sack kept silent on purpose, and that he was still retreating to heal his wounds, but she didn't expect it to look like this.

"He has lost both Qi and blood, his tendons are damaged, and his golden core is about to collapse, and he has lost consciousness." The little uncle stepped forward to check his pulse, and immediately judged his situation, "Help him up first."

Only then did the two help him to sit on the bed next to him, and the little uncle didn't hesitate, and directly stuffed a few Yangyuan pills in there, then immediately sat cross-legged behind him, and began to help heal his injuries with formulas in his hands.

Under the double treatment of the medicine pill and the little master's uncle's technique, the pale snowy face of the little sack gradually improved. Although it was still ugly, it was not as good as before, as gray as a corpse.

Hong Ge also felt strange, why the little sack made himself into such a miserable state.It stands to reason that as the only disciple of the elder holding the sword, not to mention being healed by the elders himself like Chang Wenbai and the others, but he should also be the one who receives the most attention. Why does he faint here now and no one cares?
And based on what he saw just now when he entered the room, he should have been lying on the ground for many days.Even after they came out of the illusion, the elders simply gave him a pill to wake him up. After he returned to Zhijian Peak, no one took care of him anymore, so that he fainted in the room for several days and no one found him.

What kind of small sack is this, it is clearly cabbage!
Hong Ge carefully calculated the time of the illusion, and his expression suddenly became a little complicated.Inexplicably, he felt that this so-called son of heaven was too miserable. What did his No. 1 master in the cultivation world do?
It took five hours for the little uncle to heal his injuries, and Hong Ge also waited for five hours.It was already dark, and she woke up after taking a nap, only then did the little sack move.

He slowly opened his eyes, eyes full of confusion and unconcealable weakness.

"Hey! Little sack, Lu Chenguang, are you still alive?" She couldn't help but waved her hand in front of his eyes.

Only then did his slack eyes find the focus, and slowly settled on her, "Big... senior sister?"

"It seems to be all right." Hong Ge heaved a sigh of relief.

The little uncle also accepted the work, and added, "Although the tendons and veins have basically been repaired, they are damaged after all, so don't use your spiritual power easily within half a month."

"Senior Brother Chen!" The little sack found Chenyue behind him, seemed to understand something, turned around and was about to salute, "Thank you..."

"What are you doing?" Hong Ge prevented him from getting up and saluting, and finally found a chance to ask, "What's the matter with your injury? If we don't come here today, you will be dead, you know?"

He was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice, "I... just have a temporary lack of spiritual power, and I will have time to heal my wounds in the future..."

"If you don't have enough spiritual power, can you open the isolation circle in the house?" Hong Ge frowned. He forgot to open the restriction in the yard, but the isolation circle in the house was turned on. The magic circle shielded his breath and the blood on his body, otherwise they wouldn't have come in and found him fainted in the room.

But if this is not the case, any patrolling disciple who passes Zhijian Peak can also feel the bloody smell in this room, and it is unlikely that no one will know that he has collapsed here for a few days.

"Master likes to be clean, and doesn't like too many people entering the peak to disturb, so I opened the magic circle." Xiao Gushen replied, he really just opened the magic circle habitually at that time, and he didn't expect to faint directly.

"What about your master?" Hong Ge continued to ask, "Didn't he come to heal your wounds?"

"..." The little sack was taken aback, subconsciously avoided her gaze and said lowly, "Healing... I can do it myself."

"Yes? Can you heal yourself to death?" Hong Ge turned back, glanced at his guilty expression, and suddenly thought of something, "The reason why you were wounded when you entered the illusion was because your master didn't care about you at all, right?"

groove!What kind of ghost master is this?Even when Xi Ming saw his disciples injured, he would shamelessly pull the elders of the peak masters to help treat them at the main peak, and even asked the Spirit Medicine Peak for a large amount of pills, fearing that they would really damage their foundation and affect their future practice.

But the little sack was injured like this, and his master didn't care about it, leaving him here to fend for himself.

"This has nothing to do with Master..." Xiao Gusang still subconsciously defended his master, "I am too weak. Master said that if you want to gain more power, you have to pay a corresponding price. The ruthless cultivation of the Heavenly Dao can only be done by yourself. I chose to enter the sword mirror, and the price after that can only be borne by myself, including these injuries."

"Fart!" What kind of dangerous speech is this? According to him, no matter how serious the injury is, his master never cares about him?This is obviously irresponsible!
"Hongge." The little uncle next to her held her back and shook his head lightly at her.

After all, the little gunny bag is the disciple of the elder holding the sword, no matter how dissatisfied she is, a disciple of the elixir peak has no right to say anything.

Hong Ge didn't understand what the sword-wielding elder was thinking. The current situation of the little sack was very similar to that of Blue Star's so-called wolf education.

Hong Ge originally thought that the elder holding the sword gave up the junior uncle and accepted the small sack because he liked the other party's qualifications and the name of the Son of Heaven, and wanted to teach the best apprentice. Now it seems that he doesn't know how to teach at all, and he still doesn't care about his disciple's life and death just like he threw the junior uncle to others.

"Whatever you want." She sighed a long sigh. From the standpoint of the little sack, there was really no way to object. After all, it was his master. Even in Blue Star, many people couldn't get rid of the influence of their original family, let alone the world of cultivating immortals, which is even more uncivilized.

"Since you're fine, let's go first."

The little sack raised his head, opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he just struggled to get up and clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister, Senior Brother Chen." His expression suddenly darkened a lot.

Hong Ge turned around and went out the door. After thinking about it, she still stopped, and couldn't help but turned around and walked back.

"Little sack! No matter what your master says, but don't forget, you are not only a disciple of Zhijian Peak, but also a disciple of Xuantianzong." She said word by word, "You still have so many brothers and sisters. Since you are from the same sect, you should share the burden. It is only right to trouble us! Don't be ashamed!" Your master is not a man, and there are still people in the sect!

"..." He was stunned, as if he had been stunned by something and couldn't recover for a long time.

Hong Ge and the little uncle over there had already turned and left.

All of a sudden, the scenes in Xichunlin and the illusion kept flashing before Lu Chenguang's eyes, and he felt a little bit of warmth pouring into his heart inexplicably, and even his usual indifferent breath became much gentler.For the first time, he realized that maybe... the way of practice is not destined to be lonely!
only……

Why did the elder sister call him a little sack? !