Almighty Cultivator: Second Miss Waste Chai

Chapter 272 The Old Man Will Arrange Everything For You

The wound on Dong Mingyu's back was difficult to heal. It stands to reason that the monk's physical body is strong and his body has a strong recovery ability. This kind of superficial injury will heal quickly even without applying ointment.

However, the wound on Dong Mingyu's back could not be healed under the action of Shengji Ointment, at most it was guaranteed that it would not continue to deteriorate.

But Dong Mingyu's complexion was getting worse day by day, Zhao and Peng were also shocked when they saw this situation.

After careful inspection, it was found that there was a force coming from nowhere in Dong Mingyu's body that was destroying his vitality, but this force was very weak, and if one was not careful, one would not be able to see it at all.

All kinds of healing pills didn't work, and the two True Monarchs didn't think of any good solutions. The atmosphere in the Taiyi Xianmen's residence was a little heavy for a while.

Could it be because of a simple competition that Dong Mingyu would fold here?

Ji Guang said to Qin Mingyue: "Master, the wound on Dong Mingyu's back has been bad all the time, because there are bad things mixed in his wound."

Qin Mingyue didn't quite understand the meaning of Aurora, she said: "The bad things in the wound? What do you mean?"

Aurora blinked its big watery eyes, shook its fur, and said, "Well, the smell from the wound is a bad thing."

"If you want to cure him, you must get rid of all the bad smell on his wound."

"Master, that smell is too disgusting!"

"I don't even want to stay here now, I can smell it as soon as I enter the door."

Ji Guang kept saying that the wound on Dong Mingyu's back had an unpleasant smell, but no one in the entire sect's resident could smell it, including the two True Lords of the Concentration Realm.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of this that they neglected this key!

Although the thing that gnawed out the hideous wound did not know what it was, its breath was in Dong Mingyu's wound, and it aggressively invaded his vitality.

Qin Mingyue figured this out, and when she told Zhao and Peng about the situation, the two Zhenjuns also felt that it was very possible.

Now that you know the reason, it will be much easier to handle next time!

The two true masters performed inhumane "fire therapy" on Dong Mingyu's wound...

The so-called "fire therapy" is very simple, it is to use flames to burn all the wounds on Dong Mingyu's back.

For the True Monarch of Concentration Realm, casting a fire attribute spell is as simple as drinking water. As soon as Zhenjun Zhao pinched it, a cluster of flames appeared at his fingertips.

He waved his hand at Dong Mingyu's back, and the fingers at his fingertips came out of his hand, and walked up Dong Mingyu's back, making a "hissing" sound.

The faint blue flame spewed flames, licking the wound on Dong Mingyu's back, and then, Dong Mingyu's back began to smoke, and at the same time, there was a smell of burnt flesh.

Although it seemed tragic, Dong Mingyu couldn't feel any pain.

The crowd also didn't notice that in the green smoke rising from scalding flesh and blood, there was a trace of very faint black air, so faint that even if they looked closely, they might not be able to see it clearly.

Suddenly, Dong Mingyu groaned: "It hurts me to death."

Zhao Zhenjun and Peng Zhenjun looked at each other, and removed the flames from his back.

After reapplying the Muscle-Growing Ointment, Dong Mingyu obviously felt the coolness coming from the whole back, which made people feel so comfortable that they wanted to make a sound. Dong Mingyu fell into a deep sleep, and when she woke up, the wound on her back began to heal.

Aurora was very satisfied with the result, and said to Qin Mingyue: "Master, the unpleasant smell is finally gone. To celebrate, let's go out for a meal."

Qin Mingyue: "..."

After the black energy on Dong Mingyu's body was exhausted by the flames, he was in Meng Junjie's room at Zhengyang Gate.

The mirror on the table jumped, and suddenly a very low voice came out: "Huh? Can you see through the breath left by the old man?"

"The juniors of Taiyi Xianmen are not too stupid."

Meng Junjie asked curiously: "Senior Shifang, what's wrong? But what's wrong?"

The old Shifang showed his head from the mirror: "It's okay, you just cultivate according to the method the old man taught you, and the old man will arrange everything for you."

Meng Junjie thanked Shifang and continued to practice.

The competition in Wanhua City has been going on, and it will definitely not stop just because Dongming Yuxiu is injured. People from various sects continue to play, and there will be winners and losers.

Of the 12 pulse-washing realm disciples from Taiyi Immortal Sect, [-] of them successfully advanced to the third round. Before, Dong Mingyu, who everyone thought had the best chance of winning, stopped in the second round.

However, for Dong Mingyu, it is a great blessing to be able to save his life. At this time, he doesn't value the victory or defeat so much.

He said to Qin Mingyue in private: "I really thought I was going to die, do you know that?"

"When Meng Junjie's bronze mirror magic weapon was sacrificed, I couldn't think of resistance at all. It was the feeling that I was clearly awake but couldn't move."

"Even if something bites from the back, I can only stand there motionless and let it bite."

"There will even be a bloodthirsty excitement from biting."

"But looking back now, I don't know anything at all."

"I don't know what the copper mirror does, and I don't know how the wound on the back was caused."

"Qin... Grandmaster, if you meet Meng Junjie, you must be careful."

Qin Mingyue thanked Dong Mingyu for the reminder, let him rest well and recover from his injuries, and kept wondering what Meng Junjie's bronze mirror was!
In the third round of competition, a disciple of Shenwuzong encountered Meng Junjie, and in the end, like Dong Mingyu, he also left the ring in a bloody mess.

The Ten Thousand Flowers City Contest entered the fourth round amidst such bloodshed.

Although no one from Taiyi Xianmen met Meng Junjie in the third round, at the end of the day, six people remained to advance to the fourth round.

But for the people of Taiyi Xianmen, even for most of the participating sects, the focus of attention is no longer on the victory or defeat of the disciples, and everyone focuses on Meng Junjie.

When he was confronting people, he looked very carefully, hoping to see some clues.

Not to mention, I really see a little way.

When Meng Junjie was fighting an enemy, if the opponent's strength was obviously lower than his, and he could easily win, the losing side would not be seriously injured, nor would there be such a terrible wound.

However, if the opponent he encounters is of equal strength, only between brothers, then Meng Junjie will not love to fight at all, and he will sacrifice his magic weapon of the bronze mirror immediately.

As long as the bronze mirror magic weapon is sacrificed, the opponent has no room to struggle, and loses without any suspense.

And the wounds on the disciples who were defeated in this way were just like Dong Mingyu's, in a mess.

(End of this chapter)