Humanity’s Great Sage Chapter 99: The heart of the doctor’s parents

The previous battle with Dong Shuye made him feel powerless. Facing the crushing of senior monks, it was difficult for low-level monks to survive.

But if there was a defensive spiritual tool at that time, he might not be so miserable. The guardian spirit pattern is good, but it consumes too much spiritual power.

This little bell spirit tool is undoubtedly a good defensive spirit tool, so Lu Ye wanted to take it as his own, but after he got the little bell, he tried to activate its power, but unfortunately this thing is very difficult Accepting foreign spiritual power, when Lu Ye urged the spiritual power to pour into it, he was obviously repelled by some force.

It feels like opening a storage bag that doesn't belong to you.

So Lu Ye wondered if this thing also had a restraint lock.

He didn't dare to continue trying blindly, because when he was in Qingyun Mountain before, he tried to open a storage bag, which triggered the ban, and the storage bag was completely destroyed.

It's a pity that a low-level monk's storage bag is destroyed, but it would be a great loss if this little bell spirit was destroyed.

The old cultivator glanced at Lu Ye with a strange expression, stretched out his hand to take the small bell spirit weapon, checked it a little, and handed it back.

Lu Ye looked at him inexplicably.

The old cultivator took a sip from the teapot beside him, and then slowly said, "Is your little friend a loose cultivator?"

How did this come to be seen?

Followed his words: "Yes."

The old cultivator nodded: "It's not easy to cultivate loosely, anyway, for the sake of your comfort, the old man will teach you a good one." He pointed to the small bell spirit tool in Lu Ye's hand, "The spirit tool and storage bag It is different. Every prohibition in the spiritual tool is extremely important, which is related to the quality of the spiritual tool. Therefore, under normal circumstances, there is no prohibition that causes self-destruction in the spiritual tool, because that will reduce the power of the spiritual tool itself. , especially when the quality of the spirit tool is not high, although your spirit tool has not yet entered the middle grade, it is also the top spirit tool among the lower grades, and the restrictions in it are basically protective, so you can understand ."

Lu Ye understood his words carefully, and vaguely reacted: "Sir, does this spiritual tool have no prohibition lock?"

The old cultivator laughed: "The so-called prohibition lock is just a name, the prohibition itself is an invisible lock, but if some prohibitions are not unlocked in a clever way, it will cause some unpredictable consequences, such as broken, Self-immolation, etc., but most restraints do not have this feature. For example, this spiritual tool in your hand, you only need to slowly immerse those restraints with your own spiritual power, moisten them, and naturally make it like an arm and a finger. You can't use it because this spiritual tool has traces left by the previous owner."

Lu Ye was stunned, only then did he realize that he had made a mistake.

After he got this little bell spirit tool, he gave up after just a little try, mainly because he was afraid of repeating the same mistakes, but now it seems that he gave up too early.

This spiritual tool originally belonged to the young master of the Nine-Star Sect. He was nurtured by the young master with his own spiritual power. The various internal restrictions left traces of him, and Lu Ye naturally couldn't move it.

But if he erases those traces and nourishes it with his own spiritual power, he can make this thing his own.

If the restriction inside the spirit tool is likened to a lock, then the monk's spiritual power is the key. When the young master of the Nine Star Sect died and the key was lost, Lu Ye used his own spiritual power to re-fit the spirit tool. A bunch of keys.

I'm so happy...

"Thank you sir." Lu Ye got up and thanked him.

The old friar just waved his hand, then picked up the tea and drank it slowly.

Walking out of the Tianji Business Alliance, Lu Ye took the young master's storage bag to check, and found more than 30 Yunling Pills, more than 20 Lingshi, and a few bottles of medicinal herbs Lu Ye didn't recognize. Come out, there are some messy things, such as women's clothes...

Those clothes were extremely thin and cool, and the materials were used sparingly, Lu Ye could only sigh with emotion, this young master really knows how to play.

It's not much, but it's not a loss.

Now there are more than 350 pills in his body, but unfortunately there are only the last six pieces of the largest magnetite left. Lu Ye couldn't help feeling a little melancholy. He thought that these magnetites would be enough for cultivation At the ninth level of Lingxi, it seems that I really think too much now.

Walking through a few messy streets, I came to a corner of Fang City.

The screams came to his ears immediately. Lu Yeding looked at it and saw that a simple tent was set up over there. There were several beds in the tent. On one of the beds, the burly Kong Niu was pressing a tent. The struggling male cultivator, Hua Ci was wearing a turban on his head, and his hands were slapping the male cultivator's abdomen at a dizzying speed. Every time he slapped the palm, the man would scream in agony, and occasionally a blood arrow would come from his abdomen. The wound flew out, and the blood was not normal red, but a little black.

It looks like this guy is poisoned...

This is Huaci's designated treatment center in Liusufang. Many cultivators from the Haotian League who were seriously injured will come to her for treatment. Today, it is obvious that the business is going well, because there are several disabled people lying on the beds. Waiting for treatment, they all look miserable, and they don't know what happened.

Every time the male cultivator who was being healed screamed, he would shout, "Mother..."

Huaci's medical skills are undoubtedly superb~IndoMTL.com~, but it is undeniable that this woman's healing methods are indeed a bit rough. Lu Ye confirmed again that she is the kind of woman who speaks the softest words and lays the most vicious hands. .

And listening to the man's miserable cry, Lu Ye couldn't help but think of Huaci's previous joke about the medical repair. It seemed that she was not talking nonsense, but someone really called her mother.

"I told you not to move, don't move!" Kong Niu pressed the guy hard to prevent him from breaking free.

The male cultivator cried with tears and snot, and shouted, "Kill me, kill me!" What inhuman torture.

After a while, Hua Ci pulled her hand away. At a glance, she saw Lu Ye who was watching the excitement, and said rudely, "That one over there, come and help."

Lu Ye pointed at himself.

"Yes, it's you!" Hua Ci wiped the blood on her hands with a cotton cloth.

Lu Ye stepped forward reluctantly, and Hua Ci picked up a bowl of emerald green concoction and motioned aside, "feed him."

When Lu Ye took the concoction, many unpleasant memories flashed in his heart immediately, the corners of his mouth twitched, a smile appeared, and he walked step by step towards the cultivator who was being treated.

Kong Niu was still pressing the male cultivator. The other party caught sight of Lu Ye walking towards him step by step. For some reason, he suddenly had a very bad feeling and struggled even more: "Let me go, let me go. Me!"

Lu Ye stepped forward and stood in front of the man, smiling harmlessly: "This brother, it's time to drink the medicine..."

"I don't want it!" The male cultivator's sense of crisis became stronger and stronger, and his head swayed from side to side.

Lu Ye winked at Kong Niu, Kong Niu immediately pinched the man's mouth, and Lu Ye took the big bowl and poured it into it.

"I... u lulu... want to lulu..."