Chapter 1266： Healing

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Returning to his residence, Wang Changsheng took out two porcelain vases. He handed the blue porcelain vases to Wang Ruyan, and said, "Madam, this is the royal family's holy medicine for healing, the Nine Transformations Erdan. Take the healing!"

Their injuries are similar, but Wang Changsheng is a body cultivator, and he is more resistant to beatings, so he can take Buyuan Dan.

"Husband, I'll just take Buyuan Dan. In terms of personal strength, you are better than me. It's better for you to take Nine Transformation Erdan."

Wang Ruyan declined and said that if they encounter a strong enemy again, they may not be opponents. In this case, Wang Changsheng would be more appropriate to take Nine Transformation Erdan to heal his injuries.

"We are originally one, even if we are against the enemy, we will not be separated. Whoever is stronger is not the same. It is enough to kill the enemy. You quickly take the next nine transformation Erdan to heal! I am a half body cultivator. Resilience is stronger."

Wang Changsheng's tone was serious, and Wang Ruyan could not refuse it. He shoved Jiuchang Erdan into Wang Ruyan's hand.

Wang Ruyan took Xiajiu to transform Erdan, and the healing time could be shortened by more than half. Wang Changsheng's healing time was longer. In a short period of time, they would not return to the South China Sea. All eggs could not be put in one basket. If Jiuyouzong really found Wang's family On the body, as long as they are still alive, Jiuyouzong should not dare to do anything to the Wang family, otherwise they will be madly revenge.

They have already notified the family members in the Central Plains Cultivation Realm, and asked them to send a message to the family. The content is very simple, just like asking the family. Even if they are intercepted, they will not find anything abnormal. Fairy Ziyue can understand.

Fairy Wang Changsheng Ziyue had made an agreement that if there was trouble, they would not go back and send someone to deliver the letter. If there was no trouble, they would go back as soon as possible.

Wang Ruyan did not refuse any more, and accepted the nine transformation Erdan.

The two chatted for a while, then went back to their respective houses to take medicine to heal their injuries.

Wang Changsheng flicked his sleeves, and hundreds of silver-white array flags flew out and surrounded him. The surface of each array flag was glowing with a dazzling silver light, and the mysterious runes the size of rice grains were looming. extraordinary.

"Disperse."

Wang Changsheng let out a low drink, the magic formula changed, and hundreds of silver-white array flags scattered and shot in all directions.

He flipped the palm of his hand, the blue light flashed, and the blue lotus cauldron appeared in his hand, the windward sword rose, and flew towards the silver glow.

Whenever Wang Changsheng was going to retreat, he would use the Qinglian Ding to purify the materials.

After many tests, he had a general understanding of the functions of Qinglian Ding.

Purification has an upper limit and a loss, it just shortens the time it takes to process the material.

A ten-pound diamond can extract five taels of emery at most. After being purified by Qinglian Ding, only five taels of emery can be extracted, which only shortens the refining time.

If there is no external force, the purification process is relatively long. If there is an array method, the time can be shortened.

Millennium glazed bamboo, after purification, is still thousand-year-old glazed bamboo, and its size and quality will not change much.

In addition to purification, Qinglian Ding also has the function of separation, which can separate the impurities in the refining material, not all impurities, but only most of the impurities.

He had obtained a Flooded Bloodstone before, but it was contaminated by something. He used the Qinglian Ding to separate out most of the impurities and obtained a large piece of Flooded Bloodstone.

Usually, Wang Changsheng would inject mana into Qinglian Ding to purify the material.

To put it simply, Qinglian Ding can shorten the processing time of the refining materials and improve the efficiency of Wang Changsheng's refining. It takes one or two years for him to refine a magic weapon, while others take three or four years.

He took out the fire Linsha, put it into the Qinglian Ding, and covered it with the lid.

When he came to the practice room, Wang Changsheng released Zhenhai Ape.

Zhenhai Ape's breath was sluggish, listless, and his body was covered in scars.

Wang Changsheng took out two fist-sized blue fruits and handed them to Zhenhai Ape, who was still a little listless after eating the fruit.

If there is no healing medicine, in the short term, it will not be able to fight, and will not be able to help Wang Changsheng.

"Take care of your injury! When my injury is healed, I will help you find a panacea for healing."

Wang Changsheng patted Zhenhai Ape on the shoulder and commanded.

"Woooo."

Zhenhai Yuan nodded straight, as if he understood Wang Changsheng's words.

If it wasn't for Zhenhai Ape this time, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan would have died long ago.

The trip to the northern border gave Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan a wake-up call. One mountain is still one mountain high. The main reason is that they are tied up. It is like two adults fighting, one holding a sword and the other tying their own hands and feet. It’s not bad to die. .

After comforting Zhenhai Ape, Wang Changsheng returned to his residence.

He sat cross-legged on the futon, took out Buyuan Dan and swallowed it.

The medicinal pill melted in the mouth, and a warm warm current spread through his limbs. He quickly ran the exercise to guide the warm current to travel in the body.

Wherever the warm current passed, there was a burst of pain, and after the pain, there was a feeling of fluttering.

NanhaiZhenhaizong Ruins.

More than a thousand monks from the Wang family lived in the site, and Wang Rongmiao and Wang Tianqi were in charge of over a thousand clan members, and most of them were in retreat.

The monks of the Wang family farmed the beasts at the site and lived a self-sufficient life.

A large number of buildings can be seen in the green mountains, including exquisite pavilions suspended on the cliffs of the mountains, garden courtyards located on the plains, simple stone houses built in canyons and ravines, and gorgeous halfway up the mountainside. palace.

Immortal cultivators either fly with various spiritual lights, or sit cross-legged on top of white clouds, or sit on the backs of huge spiritual cranes, flying across the sky, a scene of a fairyland.

In a courtyard that covers an extremely wide area, there is a large piece of spiritual medicine planted in the courtyard, and a group of spiritual butterflies dance in the spiritual field.

In the center of the yard is a simple cyan bamboo building, which is engraved with a large number of mysterious cyan runes.

Wang Yingjie sat cross-legged on a futon, his eyes were slightly closed, and a little blue light was floating around his body, like a star.

After a while, the blue light spots around his body dissipated and disappeared, and he also opened his eyes.

"The third floor of the foundation building, hey, still can't hit the fourth floor of the foundation building."

Wang Yingjie said to himself that he had made great contributions and was fortunate to be ranked in the 18th English. More than ten years ago, he was ordered to follow the clan elders to this place.

I heard from the ancestors that this is the site of a major sect, and let them practice here.

The site is very large, and it is not a problem to accommodate tens of thousands of people, let alone more than 1,000 immortal cultivators.

Wang Yingjie took five Foundation Establishment Pills by virtue of his great merit and the Foundation Establishment Pill issued by his family, as well as Wang Qingling's reward, and only then entered the Foundation Establishment Stage.

His predecessor was Shiba Ying, and he was assigned a good house. His residence was built on the third-order spiritual veins, which he had never dared to think about before.