Chapter 40 Recovery
Today's third update, there will be two more later, and today's fiveth update will explode. Dude, give me some strength, too. Collect it.
Lying outside the gate of Tianyi Daozong Mountain.
The painting halberd silently looked at the monk who was constantly flying by. He really became a life watcher. It was not until his body finally returned to his human form after an hour that the old man slowly slipped over alone - Xinyi Daozong and his party had already returned, and Huangqi Lao Nong naturally followed him, and Yuanxu had to go back to the sect. To appease those extremely dissatisfied visitors, how can there be time to pay attention to this country teenager?
The old man squatted down, and an ugly face covered with scars was very close. He stretched out his dirty hand and patted him on the shoulder and said with satisfaction, "Young man, you did a good job."
The halberd wanted to rub his face, but he couldn't move.
"I didn't expect it to be like this. Under the ground... The things in that door are always a little strange. It's good for people to be fine, but the residual power is only enough to use once."
The teenager nodded and shuddered at the thought of the horror in the stone gate at the bottom of the magic doctor's peak.
"...why do you have to use... to cure the wounds of rhubarb?" The painting halberd blinked and wanted to ask this question, but the soul seemed to be peeled off from the body and could not control the vocal cords to make any sound.
The old man seemed to see through him and scoffed at this problem.
"Think about some stupid questions again. The molten fire ape has the bloodline of the mythical beast. Do you think that the little monkey's bloodline can be dissolved into your body with me and Gu... stupid big body refining skills? Can the fusion of blood and blood be so simple?
"The tail of the molten fire ape's tail is the most important part of their whole body. Most of the original fire is sealed inside it. Suddenly, the tail is broken, and you can't get the flame of burning the sky. It is more difficult to reshape a tail than to practice the incarnation outside the body. After thinking about it, you can only use the things in the door to make the blood of the molten fire ape blend with you and nurture yourself. External incarnation, at that time, the incarnation will have the blood of the ape, and then send the little monkey soul into it..."
"...Is it easy for me to spend so much time?"
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In the end, in the old man's chattering complaints, he still dragged the painting halberd back to the magic doctor's peak.
The little teenager lay in a stone house in the peak of the magic doctor and looked at the disciples of Jin Yutang who came to visit. He could only blink his eyes to express his gratitude. This group of men who always wandered around naked were usually lazy, and no wonder the head Gu Bu cursed loudly all day long.
Iron man occasionally comes, but he still cherishes his words like gold. The painting halberd has not recovered at this moment, and he can't control his body or make a sound at all. Two teenagers of the same age have to look at each other and be speechless...
The old man will come every day to check the molten fire ape soul placed in the young man's purple house several times. He knows that the teenager can't speak at all, and he doesn't say anything. He always comes gently and goes silently...
Tears flowed in the heart of the halberd... This kind of day like a spectator is really uncomfortable - in the great transformation a few days ago, because the soul could not adapt to this sudden bloodline change, it could not regain control of the body for a while. There was no good solution, and there was no choice but to wait for itself to slowly recover.
Due to the strange temperament of the old man, there are still not many monks willing to come... Perhaps, he came and was driven away.
Until they lay for seven days and eight hours in ** Baibonai, visitors other than Jin Yutang and his party finally came within the magic doctor peak - Huangqi Lao Nong and Zhang Zhenling.
The old farmer took the teenager's hand and said some gossip, which was nothing more than gratitude and so on - no one in the three sects was suitable for colluding with the rootless mountain magic. First, the three sects have more or less feelings for the same ancestors, and no one can erase this face; secondly... If you invite other visiting sects to come out of this, Yaowang Valley will never be able to raise his head in the hundreds of ways of people's island in the future, and finally has to ask this black and strong teenager... After all, the Tuxin sect is a small sect, and there is only one at the bottom of the mountain. Few people, even if they talk about today's story, others will only treat it as a joke...
How can the painting halberd not know the key? There is a helpless look in his eyes, but thinking about the friendly relationship established with Yaowang Gu Sanzong this time, he can't help but be happy.
Zhang Zhenling also took time out of his busy schedule. Although he lost his status as the leader, he didn't care at all and said some comforting words to the teenager who couldn't move a little.
After listening carefully for a long time, the painting halberd heard what he wanted to hear most.
"Tuxinzong will always be a friend of Xinyi Daozong."
The painting halberd was finally relieved. Although the original intention of this trip was only to treat the rhubarb, the trouble was too big. However, Zhang Zhenling did not seem to investigate him for stealing the cloud box. It is not difficult for the old man to promise anything.
At this time, Huangqi's old farmer came up and told him again.
"In a few days, as the party, you can come to the Sanzong elder meeting of Yaowanggu."
The painting halberd blinked, indicating that he knew...
Then the magic doctor Feng came down again. Gu, the head of Jin Yutang, strode in and touched his huge bald head and muttered, "Turtle son, you are majestic!" Then he patted his buttocks and went out... The halberd was speechless...
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When the body finally had an intuition, it had been more than half a month. The painting halberd was still thinking about 'the first recovery of a serious illness' and asked the old man Mo Nan to take care of his body with a shy face. As a result, he was severely scolded.
"You have the blood of a molten ape in your body, and you haven't been hurt. Take his... Damn elixir!"
The painting halberd retreated, thinking that Zhang Zhenling and Zhang Dazhang must have seen that the situation was irreparable and knocked the other party hard...
The teenager sat lonely on a pine at the top of the magic doctor's peak, touching the soul of a little monkey living there. He sighed silently, and did not know when the 'wonderful' incarnation method passed by Gu Bu could be practiced... He can't even control the earthy heart that will go crazy after practice...
Thinking so sadly, the halberd involuntarily took out a cucumber from his pocket and gnawed it - this was asked by the old farmer of Huangqi. This unfathomable and unfathomable old farmer planted many agricultural products in his home...
And since the painting halberd had the blood of the molten fire ape, his desire for cucumbers has become more and more uncontrollable... That's why he called the little monkey rhubarb at the beginning... In fact, the full name of rhubarb is cucumber...
I ate two mouthfuls of cucumbers, and suddenly a voice came from my mind, "... boss, I'm fine..."
The black and strong teenager was stunned and didn't need to speculate too much. He already knew who it was and said happily, "I don't know if you can taste this cucumber. It's delicious."
"...I don't have enough money to eat the delicious food on the melon shelf..."
"...but I'm so tired now. I'll go to bed first..."