The Immortal Spiritual Picture

"Brother Zhenjing!!!"

Before Xiao Si Lingren entered the holy pool, young and anxious voices could already be heard.

Zhen Jing, who had regained some strength, looked up and saw Si Ling running in like a gust of wind.

Seeing Zhen Jing's shrunken figure and frail face, Si Ling was extremely anxious.

"Brother Zhenjing, who bullied you?

Brother Si Huang, go and beat up those who bully Brother Zhenjing..."

It seems that although Si Ling is not as mature as ordinary monks, he still knows how powerful Si Huang is.

Zhen Jing didn't have the strength to say anything, so he could only smile to comfort him, but even such a smile made him feel extremely difficult.

Although there was no visible physical pain on the surface, inside, Zhen Jing felt like he was about to fall apart.

This is the biggest weakness of the Xiantian Spirit Clan. Although they are stronger than monks of the same level and have some innate magical powers that others have never expected, once their body is injured, even the slightest trauma is enough to break their muscles and bones.

Si Huang raised his hand and touched Si Ling's head and nodded:

"Don't worry, little Si Ling, brother Si Huang will not spare them.

You first help Brother Zhenjing heal his injuries. "

Xiao Si Ling came so quickly that Zhen Jing didn't have enough energy to say more.

Different from Si Huang's overbearing martial arts and true energy, Xiao Si Ling's skills are pure and natural, and the true energy also contains vitality. Moreover, Xiao Si Ling is also proficient in healing techniques. He is a rare all-round monk who can both fight and assist. .

Nowadays, among the Shangui clan, there is only one treasure who can both heal and fight. Therefore, although Xiao Si Ling is only in the early stage of Mahayana, his status in the Shangui clan is not low.

Here, Si Ling nodded when he heard the words, and concentrated his hands seriously. Suddenly, the vitality of the vegetation between the heaven and the earth became strong. The gentle wood-attribute spiritual energy mixed with the vitality of the vegetation was transformed into the meridians and the body without having to absorb it. Together with the soul and the My consciousness felt much more comfortable.

But at this moment, Si Ling's expression gradually became serious.

The real mirror was more seriously injured than she imagined.

The true energy was depleted, the soul was injured, and there was not much spiritual consciousness left. Three-fifths of the meridians were torn apart, and the internal organs were severely damaged. Brother Zhenjing also had some other auras on his body, like a curse...

This is almost the most seriously injured monk Si Ling has encountered since he started practicing.

How could it be hurt like this?

Si Ling couldn't understand.

Brother Zhenjing is not weak, and everyone also says that Mahayana monks are the most powerful, and few people can kill them if they want to escape.

But in Brother Zhenjing's case, it seems that he is only a hair away from death.

Si Ling examined and healed Zhen Jing's injuries, and he seemed to be able to vaguely see through these injuries the dangerous scenes Zhen Jing experienced at that time.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he had a narrow escape from death.

You must tell Brother Si Huang all this!

Let brother Si Huang teach those people a lesson!

Si Ling thought this way and increased his efforts to cure Zhen Jing.

After three hours, there was finally a trace of blood on the surface of the real mirror, and he finally had the strength to speak.

Xiao Si Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She put down her hands and turned to Si Huang and said:

"Brother Zhenjing's injuries were too serious, Si Ling tried his best.

But I still can’t cure Brother Zhenjing..."

Xiao Si Ling felt very guilty.

Zhen Jing is very good to her, even better than some Mahayana monks from the Shangui tribe; brother Zhen Jing is still one of the few friends of brother Si Huang. If brother Zhen Jing dies, brother Si Huang will have no friends... ····