Tai Chi God

Chapter 96 [Healing]

Wuxia passed through the formation, and before he even got close to Jiang Chenxing's secret room, he heard screams of pain.

boom! boom! boom!
"Chenxing, I am Wuxia, open the door quickly."

Wuxia hurriedly ran to the secret room, and began to slam the door violently.

It's a pity that there were constant screams in the secret room, and there was no intention of opening the door at all.

Wuxia's eyes sank. Jiang Chenxing's injury was obviously serious. At this time, his consciousness was probably overwhelmed by pain.

Wuxia took out his polygonatum pen, and slammed it on the bolt of the bronze door.

"Crack!" The door of the secret room was flawlessly opened.

Thanks to the lack of defense in this secret room, the real cave is defended by the formation outside.

Wuxia rushed in, only to see Jiang Chenxing lying on the ground with his head in his arms and screaming, while Xiaobai next to him kept licking his face, also anxiously.

"clear"

The jade bamboo pen in Wuxia's hand quickly turned into an afterimage, writing a clear character.

The word radiated green light, quickly floated towards Jiang Chenxing, and then merged into Jiang Chenxing's head.

Jiang Chenxing trembled less.

As soon as Wuxia saw the effect, she swung the jade bamboo pen even faster.

"Qing", "Quiet" and "Ning" appeared one by one to restore spiritual power.

After Wuxia wrote for half an hour, Jiang Chenxing finally stopped screaming, opened his eyes a slit, and passed out after seeing Wuxia.

Wuxia watched Jiang Chenxing calm down, and felt a little at ease.

"You guys take the tokens and go to the Hall of Deacons to get some pills for meditation and recovery of spiritual consciousness. Remember not to leak the news, just say that your senior brother wants to study it." Wuxia threw it to Wang Force a token to command.

After dismissing the three hours, Wuxia carried Jiang Chenxing into the bedroom and put him on the bed.

Then he walked to the desk, and carefully took out a piece of paper emitting golden light from his Qiankun Ring.

Looking at Wuxia's cautious look, it is obvious that this piece of paper is not simple.

Then he took out a few more objects and placed them on the table.

Paper, ink, brush, inkstone.

If Jiang Chenxing was awake, he would definitely scold this elder brother for being a prodigal. The cultural treasures written in this set are all top-level spiritual weapons.

Fortunately for the pen and inkstone, the paper and ink are disposable.

Wuxia solemnly began to grind the ink and spread the paper.

Then I started to write on paper.

It was a spiritual weapon, every time he wrote a word, the golden light shone, and Wuxia's complexion became worse and worse. Obviously, this word consumed a lot of his strength.

"The way of a gentleman is to cultivate oneself in peace."

"Thrift is used to cultivate virtue. If it is not indifferent, there is no ambition. If it is not tranquility, it will not be far-reaching."

This sentence is a poem in Wuxia's inheritance. Every time she reads it, Wuxia will feel that the mountains are high and the rivers are long, and there is no external object in her heart.

This time Jiang Chenxing was obviously injured by the sea of ​​consciousness, Wuxia had no other means but to try writing this text.

After Wuxia finished writing, he felt as if he had just been fished out of the water.Both hands are shaking.

"rise!"

Wuxia didn't dare to delay, with a wave of the Yuzhu pen in his hand, the words on the paper floated up, turning into characters and floating towards Jiang Chenxing.

Wuxia hurried to the bed and observed Jiang Chenxing's face.

"It really works." Wuxia exclaimed in surprise.

I saw that Jiang Chenxing's pale face gradually turned rosy, and his frowning brows gradually faded away.

"Wake up!" Seeing that Jiang Chenxing seemed to have nothing to do, Wuxia yelled to wake him up.

"Eh!" Jiang Chenxing slowly opened his eyes, and a moment of confusion flashed through when he opened them.

"My head hurts!" Jiang Chenxing covered his head and frowned.

Obviously, Zhihai's injury was not healed so quickly, and Wuxia only relieved it for a while, but it helped Jiang Chenxing get through the most difficult time.

Looking around, Jiang Chenxing saw that Wuxia's face was pale, his whole body was wet with sweat, his hands were trembling, but his eyes were shining brightly at him.

"I'll go, senior brother, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Chenxing was startled when he saw Wuxia's appearance.

Wuxia was stunned with a smile on her face, and then looked at her miserable appearance, wanting to cry without tears, why did she make herself even more embarrassed than Jiang Chenxing.

"Chen Xing, take a look at your injuries first, before talking about anything else." Wuxia urged.

Jiang Chenxing immediately meditated on the bed, looking inside at the sea of ​​consciousness.

I saw that the entire sea of ​​consciousness was gray and desolate, and there were even cracks in the space, but the cracks were now glued together by the glittering golden words, and they had stabilized.

Jiang Chenxing knew at a glance that it was Wuxia's handwriting. If Wuxia hadn't come in time, the sea of ​​consciousness would probably shatter.

Seeing Jiang Chenxing's complexion getting worse and worse, Wuxia knew that the situation was not good.

"Chen Xing, how are you?" Wu Xia asked impatiently as Jiang Chen Xing opened his eyes.

"The Sea of ​​Consciousness is torn apart." Jiang Chenxing said gloomily.

"What?" Wuxia was shocked. If Sea of ​​Consciousness suffered an irreparable injury, that person would basically be useless.

"What's it like? Is there any possibility of recovery?" Wuxia hurriedly asked.

"Fortunately, it is not broken, but there are many cracks." Jiang Chenxing said.

"I have sent your handyman disciple to get some medicine from the Hall of Deacons, and I will be back soon after calculating the time. You can try it later." Wuxia comforted her.

"Chen Xing would also like to thank senior brother, if it weren't for the cracks in the words written by senior brother, I'm afraid my sea of ​​consciousness would be shattered directly." Jiang Chenxing thanked sincerely and flawlessly.

"What are you talking about? Take care of your wounds. I have to go to the Illusory Spirit Realm to inform them, so as not to worry."

"I'm going to the Phantom Spirit Realm too." Jiang Chenxing said in a deep voice.

"Can you still enter in this state? The main thing in the phantom spirit world is to draw the power of the sea of ​​consciousness." Wuxia said worriedly.

"I have no choice. I have to go to the Phantom Spirit Realm. There should be a treasure in the Dragon Palace that can repair my sea of ​​consciousness scars. I'm afraid I can't find it in the outside world."

"Okay, then let's go in together, and I'll stay with you first." Wuxia obviously didn't plan to go back, and was in Jiang Chenxing's cave.

"By the way, don't use the trick of beheading the blood sword in the future. It's too dangerous." Wuxia warned.

"Hey! Even if I want to use it, I can't help it. In fact, I don't even know how the blood sword died. I lost consciousness when the Taiji diagram was completed." Jiang Chenxing was also helpless.

He didn't expect that the Taiji Diagram would cause him so much damage this time. This was because his cultivation base was not enough. If his cultivation base was strong, there would be no problem.

This also made Jiang Chenxing think about practicing other martial arts. He has been relying on the benefits of Tai Chi since the beginning of his practice, but Tai Chi is too profound. , even he himself could not control it.

"Eldest brother, we are back." The voices of Wang Li and other children came from afar.

"Brother, are you awake?" As soon as he entered the door, he saw Jiang Chenxing sitting on the bed, and the little devils were overjoyed.

"Okay, put the elixir here, I want to heal my wounds, don't bother me if you have nothing to do." Jiang Chenxing ordered with a smile.

"Qingxin Pill and Refining God Pill are all one-star junk pills, completely useless." Jiang Chenxing frowned and threw the pills aside.

Then he sat cross-legged and said to Wuxia:
"Okay, senior brother, let's enter the Illusory Spirit Realm."
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