Accidentally raise a monster

Su Qingjue hurriedly said: "Old man, please tell me." Su Zimo has not woken up until now, his aura is getting weaker day by day, if he continues to be in a coma like this, he will slowly lose his vitality completely.So as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will try.

The old man stroked his beard slowly, and said slowly: "On the top of Longmang Mountain, there is a spring, which is called the Spring of the Dragon because it is condensed with strong dragon energy. It is recorded in the history books that the Spring of the Dragon can repair meridians. , the effect of connecting tendons and bones." Speaking of this, the old man changed his voice and continued: "It's just that no one has ever tried it, and I don't know if the Longquan is really as magical as it is said in the book. But the dragon's energy is peaceful, and the world Everything can find its place. Even if the child's injuries cannot be completely healed, taking a dip in the Dragon's Spring will have great benefits for his body."

A flash of surprise flashed in Su Qingjue's eyes. People in Mangyu have been fighting with dark-patterned beasts for many years, and injuries are inevitable. Has no one tried it?

The old man seemed to see Su Qingjue's doubts, and explained: "The people in the Mang Realm are in awe of the power of the dragon because they breathe the dragon's breath for many years and are moistened by it. Strong. And the more you go up the mountain, the hotter it is, so no one has been able to climb to the top of the peak." Speaking of this, the old man paused, looked at Su Qingjue carefully for a long time, and continued: "I don't think the two of you are in the Mang Domain. People, Longwei should have no effect on you, you can try it, maybe you can climb to the top of the mountain, it's unknown."

Hearing the old man's explanation, Su Qingjue also understood why the people of these three tribes lived at the foot of Longmang Mountain instead of the top of the mountain where the dragon spirit was the strongest.

Su Qingjue bowed deeply to the old doctor, "Thank you for your advice, old man."

"Whether it can be cured or not depends on the child's good fortune. However, he has never swallowed his last breath after suffering such a serious injury, which shows his perseverance! If he can climb to the top of the mountain and soak in the Longquan, I think there will be no problem. "The old doctor opened the medicine box, took out a pill and put it in Su Zimo's mouth, "This heart-protecting pill can temporarily protect his heart veins, you should cultivate here for more than a month, and wait for the hottest period to pass , let the boy take you there." After saying that, Mr. Jiang left with the medicine box on his back.

After the old man left, Su Qingjue took off the dirty robe on Su Zimo's body.

After all the clothes were taken off, Su Qingjue realized that Su Zimo was so thin that only skin and bones remained.He really couldn't understand how such a thin person could be so heavy.

Su Qingjue hugged Su Zimo and laid him flat in the bathtub, letting the warm water cover his whole body, only his head was exposed.

This was Su Qingjue's first time serving someone, and he didn't know how to start.After thinking about it, Su Qingjue decided to wash his hair first.

Su Qingjue first wet Su Zimo's hair with water, then put soap on it, and then rubbed it gently with her hands.Su Zimo's hair was already limp, Su Qingjue didn't dare to pull it hard, so he could only smooth it out bit by bit.

After washing her hair, Su Qingjue began to wash Su Zimo's body again.

Su Zimo's collarbone protrudes high, his armpits are full of ribs, he doesn't even have much flesh on his buttocks, his limbs are thin and thin, and his hands hurt all over his body.

For such a thin and small person, Su Qingjue washed him inside and out three times before washing him thoroughly.

After washing Su Zimo's body, Su Qingjue carried him to the bed.When everything was done, he began to wash himself.Su Qingjue is a very clean person, but after more than a month, he feels much better.

After a monk enters the foundation building stage, not only can he fast, but he doesn't even need to sleep anymore, because meditation is the best rest.But Su Qingjue has been walking around with Su Zimo on her back for the past month, and it is really exhausting.So after cleaning himself up, he climbed onto the bed, lay beside Su Zimo, and fell into a deep sleep.

***

After Mr. Jiang left Su Qingjue's courtyard, he was directly invited to the chief's study by a servant.

Jiang Lao is the only Wu Zun of the Zhuyue tribe, and Wei Zhenhong respects him very much.After he invited Mr. Jiang to his seat, he asked his maid to fill a cup of tea for Mr. Jiang, "Mr. Jiang, did you go to treat the person brought back by Qing'er?"

Jiang Lao nodded, picked up the teacup in hand and blew on it, then lowered his head and took a sip.

"Qing'er said that they are not from this domain." Wei Zhenhong said directly.

Jiang Lao pondered and said: "They should not be from this world."

Wei Zhenhong raised his eyebrows in surprise, "How can you tell?" There is a huge difference between not being in this domain and not being in this world.Since the appearance of real dragons in Longmang Mountain, the dragon aura here has become more and more intense, and many people from other regions have come here to seek refuge.But if you are not from this world, then you are from another world.Except for what was recorded in the history books, he had never seen anyone from another world.

"People in the lower world have breathed the dragon's breath since they came out of their mother's womb. They have endured the pressure of the dragon for a long time, and naturally have a unique and sturdy breath on their bodies." The old man stroked his gray beard, "But I I can't feel such a breath from those two people. If I guessed correctly, they should be cultivators from other worlds."

Wei Zhenhong said: "Aura can be hidden."

The old man seemed to have expected Wei Zhenhong to say this a long time ago, and said with a smile: "So I asked them to find the Longquan on Longmang Mountain. People in the lower world cannot bear the pressure of the dragon on the top of the mountain, and mortals cannot bear the heat on the mountain. .The young meridians were broken, and I have told them that the Dragon Spring can repair the meridians. If the child’s meridians can be repaired, it will prove my guess, and the result will be known within a few days."

Hearing the end, Wei Zhenhong finally showed a smile on his face, "If that's the case, I can ask them to help this beast tide. Qing'er said that the boy has the strength of Wuzong level. If our tribe produces two more warriors of Wuzong level in the past six months, There is no need to ask the Sunstrider for help."

If they came from other regions, most of them came to seek refuge, and they would definitely choose the strongest tribe.Even if they defected to their tribe without knowing the situation at the beginning, they would still switch to other tribes after understanding the situation.After all, the later people really don't have a sense of belonging to the tribe, so naturally they won't be loyal to the tribe.However, cultivators from other worlds are different. They cannot cultivate here, so they must want to go back.If he exchanged the method of leaving, he would definitely get the other party's help.

If these two people can really heal their meridians and come down safely from the top of the mountain, it means that they are indeed somewhat extraordinary, and he doesn't mind telling them how to get out.After all, this is no loss for him, and he can get two helpers in exchange, so it is a stable profit deal.

However, he will not pin all his hopes on these two unknown cultivators. After all, in the lower mortal realm, cultivators have no advantage, and are not even as good as an experienced warrior, so they still have to win over the Sun Chasing Tribe, Wei Zhenhong thought. I thought to myself.