Sword Demon Shinto

Chapter 411 The Boy and the Old Servant
In a daze, Lin Xuan's consciousness began to return, and the voices of two people sounded beside his ears, one seemed to be an old man and the other a young man.

"Grandpa Fan, how is he?" A voice that sounded a little immature sounded, listening to the voice, it was a boy of thirteen or fourteen.

"It's not very good. The body is half useless, the meridians are completely cut off, and the internal organs are all damaged. Even if he survives by chance, he will probably be a useless person in the future. Young master, I think this young man has no hope."

Another voice sounded, it was a little old, but the voice was full of vigor, and it was estimated that it had strength above the seventh realm of the sky.

"It's good that your life is not in danger. No matter what, it's a blessing to be able to survive." The boy's voice sounded, with a trace of joy in it, and the old man's sigh sounded.

"Master, we have traveled a long way. This person's origin is unknown and he is wounded all over. He must have been hunted down by his enemies. We should not get too involved with him, after all..."

"Grandpa Fan, you taught me since I was a child that I was born to be worthy of my own heart. Since I saved him, I can't give up on him halfway. I still need a guard, I just look at him."

"But, young master, he is useless. How can a person without a trace of cultivation be your bodyguard? Your identity..." the old man tried to persuade him, but he was interrupted by the young man.

"I don't have any identity. I only know that since I was born, I have lived in Ning'an Village. I have a mother who loves me and Grandpa Fan. I am a country boy."

"Master." The old man said again, his voice contained a trace of depression, as if he had many things hidden in his heart.

"Grandpa Fan, I'm not called Young Master, I'm called Ning An, Grandpa Fan, you should call me Ning An from now on."

"Mother said that she would rather live a quiet life than be involved in the vortex of power. Isn't that how our village got its name? If possible, I would like to return to Ning'an Village."

"Ah~"

Hearing the young man's words, the old man sighed, but stopped talking. Lin Xuan frowned, analyzing the two people's words. The two came from a small place, but the identity of the young man seemed to be very extraordinary.

"Grandpa Fan, his brow moved. I saw it just now. Brother, are you going to wake up?"

"Impossible, with such a serious injury, barely surviving, within ten days and half a month, it is absolutely impossible to wake up..."

Halfway through the conversation, the old man paused, and his eyes fell on Lin Xuan's brow, slightly surprised.

It moved, it did move, and he saw it too. This was a sign of waking up. The young man slept for five days, and finally he was about to wake up. However, the old man still felt a little unbelievable.

"Forehead."

Lin Xuan frowned and opened his eyes. A burst of dazzling sunlight hit him, and he closed his eyes again. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and saw the scene in front of him.

A place like a cabin, one old and one young, standing in the cabin, looking at Lin Xuan, a smile appeared on Lin Xuan's face.

"Lin Xuan...Thank you both...for your life-saving grace." I don't know how long I slept this time, but I just woke up, my consciousness was still a little confused, and I just said a word, and I felt a desire to fall asleep again.

"When the road is rough, draw your sword to help. Besides, you don't need to draw your sword to save big brother. You just need to do it smoothly. You were injured and passed out on the road. We happened to have some wound medicine. Big brother, you don't need to thank you."

The young man said that he was very polite, with a pretty face and wearing linen clothes, but he had an extraordinary aura. He was born in a small village, but he had such an aura at such a young age. It was not easy.

There was also an old man, who was also dressed in coarse linen, simple and ordinary. He looked at Lin Xuan with a hint of vigilance in his eyes. This old man was not ordinary, he didn't look like an old man in the village.

With a little effort, he tried to sit up. There was a tearing pain in his body, and a stabbing pain in his head, which made Lin Xuan grit his teeth and closed his eyes.

"Big brother, your injury hasn't recovered yet, you have to wait for a while, you lie down first, don't touch the wound."

The young man said, looking at the scars on Lin Xuan's body, he showed worry. The old man followed the young man, looked at Lin Xuan, and didn't speak, but obviously, he didn't like Lin Xuan.

"Thank you, this little injury is not a problem." Lin Xuan smiled lightly, and this smile touched the wound again, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, looking at the young man and the old man with embarrassment on his face.

"Small injury? You're so blunt. Half of your body is crippled. If there is no pharmacist to help you, you probably won't be able to recover for the rest of your life. If you haven't met my young master, you should be dead by now."

The old man said, Lin Xuan didn't show any mercy at all, and Lin Xuan didn't get angry. He just laughed it off, and it could be seen that everything the old man did was to protect the young man, and Lin Xuan couldn't afford to be angry because of his kind heart.

"Grandpa Fan, don't talk about it. Since there is a cure, it will definitely be cured. We will be able to reach Lincheng tomorrow. It's time for us to find a pharmacist to heal big brother."

The young man said to the old man, he seemed to be upset, and turned to look at Lin Xuan again, smiling.

"Big brother, don't worry, there will be a way to make you better, as long as we go to the pharmacist..."

"Young master, pharmacists are a group of people with their eyes above the top. I'm afraid they won't act for us unless they know the identity of the young master, but even if they tell them, they won't believe it."

The old man said that the identity of the young man had been mentioned more than once. Lin Xuan glanced at the young man, but didn't ask much. Lin Xuan didn't care about the young man's identity and background at all. The young man rescued him and took care of him for many days , This kindness must be repaid.

As for the injuries on the body, there is no need to look for any pharmacist. If it is a pharmacist, he is himself. As for the rank, he has not tested it. elders.

The vast pharmacology in his mind, the ancient medicine refining techniques, these are not comparable to ordinary pharmacists, and he also has the ancient medicine king's classics. When he woke up, he had already checked his condition.

Trauma is a trivial matter, it will take a few hours to recover, what is important is his Dao Sea, there is a circle of ancient runes around the Black Sea, it seems to be a seal, it should be placed by the Seal of Fengtian Temple, and the seal cannot be solved now, Hei**hai is no longer used.

As for the other white Dao sea, because of the extreme expansion of the black sea at that time, the white Dao sea was squeezed to the corner of the heart sea, and it looked bleak, as if it had been severely injured.

If Hei**hai is compared to a big tree in the sky, Bai Daohai is a small sapling, but now this little sapling has been robbed of all nutrients by Hei**hai and has become extremely weak.

The black sea is the power of the devil, the king is triple, and the white dao sea is the heart sea, the world is different, now the black sea is sealed, only the white dao sea is left, Lin Xuan's strength is ten percent one.

Now, even if the trauma is healed, it is only roughly equivalent to the strength of Liantian five realms. Waiting for another ten days or so, when Bai Daohai recovers, it is equivalent to the first level of Xinhai.

(End of this chapter)