"How do you feel?" Hua Ci walked to Lu Ye's bed and stood next to her, wrapped in a refreshing body fragrance.
Lu Ye replied: "Much better."
"Let me see." Hua Ci's plump buttocks were tilted, and she sat beside Lu Ye's bed. She opened his sleeves and checked the injuries on his arms. Then she raised her hand to open his clothes and looked at his chest.
, nodded and said: "It's okay."
Saying this, he took out some things from the storage bag, placed them beside the bed, and told Lu Ye, "Take off your shirt."
Lu Ye's shirt was already torn and stained with blood. He was too busy recovering before to replace it. Now he took off his shirt obediently.
While playing with the things she took out, Hua Ci said: "Your arms and chest are badly burned and it's inconvenient to bandage them. Let's use medicine for a few days."
"Yeah." Lu Ye responded.
"Stretch out your hand," Hua Ci said.
Lu Ye stretched out his hands, revealing his arms covered with green concoction. This stuff should have been applied yesterday, when he was still in a coma.
Hua Ci didn't know what he used to clean Lu Ye's arm, and then continued to apply the green concoction.
After smearing both arms, it was the chest. The injury on the back was a cut wound, but it was not treated in this way. Lu Ye remembered what plaster Hua Ci put on his back yesterday, and he felt unbearable itching all day long.
When it was time to deal with the wound on his back, Hua Ci asked Lu Ye to turn around and warned, "Be patient."
Before Lu Ye had time to react, he heard a stabbing sound on his back. It must have been that the plaster he had put on yesterday was torn off. Severe pain came from the wound. The pain made him tremble all over and break out in a cold sweat.
This woman named Hua Ci really speaks the softest words and uses the most vicious hands...
The turquoise light began to flicker, and fluctuations of spiritual power came out. Lu Ye turned his head in surprise, vaguely caught a glimpse of something, and suddenly realized: "Senior sister is a medical cultivator?"
The Zhengqi Sect's Pang Panghai had told him before that there were six major categories of monk factions, namely physical training focusing on the physical body, military training focusing on personal combat, legal training focusing on techniques, medical training focusing on hanging pots to help the world, and general training.
The ghost cultivator of Lingyouming is proficient in alchemy, drawing talismans, setting up formations, making weapons and other external cultivators of all external objects.
Because the monks' cultivation level is very low at the beginning of their cultivation, they basically focus on military cultivation. When their cultivation level is not high, having a weapon in their hands will undoubtedly provide them with stronger self-protection power and make it easier to walk on the Lingxi battlefield.
However, during this period, the monks will make some preliminary preparations based on their own attributes and preferences. When their cultivation level is high enough, they can determine their own faction.
The monks he had seen in the Split Sky Gorge were basically all military cultivators. Only Luo Ji had laid the foundation for Dharma cultivation with his second-level cultivation. That was also the reason why he came from a top sect. With this
Heritage and capital.
Dong Shuye is also a Dharma cultivator, but he is at the seventh level of Lingxi.
Until this moment, he met another monk who had confirmed his sect, and he was also a medical practitioner. No wonder he could heal himself.
"Yeah." Hua Ci responded casually, "What, you have a problem with the medical cultivator?"
Lu Ye hurriedly said: "No, I have a problem with the cultivator." He secretly felt cruel in his heart. If he encounters a cultivator who doesn't like him in the future, he will kill him first.
Hua Ci pursed her lips and smiled: "I can see it." The injuries on Lu Ye's body were obviously caused by powerful magic. As a medical practitioner who treats diseases and saves people, Hua Ci still has some eyesight.
Under the continuous stimulation of Hua Ci's spiritual power, Lu Ye clearly felt the pain in his back lessen, and eventually became itchy.
After she stopped, she put another plaster on Lu Ye's back.
The next step was to treat the injuries on Lu Ye's chest and arms. Now Lu Ye could see clearly. Hua Ci's hands were hovering above his injuries. The green light shrouded the palms, nourished by the opponent's wood spiritual power.
Next, his injuries gradually improved.
This method of healing is quite magical.
This senior sister is so beautiful, has a good figure, and speaks nicely. This kind of healing will naturally not make people feel boring.
After a while, Hua Ci finished his work, stood up and said, "Okay, today's healing is complete." He stretched out a hand in front of Lu Ye, "Chenghui ten spiritual stones."
Lu Ye looked up at her with a confused look on his face: "Huh?"
Hua Ci smiled and said: "Each treatment charges five spiritual stones. You were too tired yesterday, so I didn't tell you. Including today, there are ten spiritual stones in total."
"Is there a charge?" Lu Ye was stunned.
Hua Ci said: "You need to buy the herbs for you to drink, and the spiritual power I consume requires spiritual pills and spiritual stones to recover, so... of course there is a charge."
Lu Ye was speechless...
"You, a disciple from a large sect, would never want to default on my debt." Hua Ci's hand was still stretched out in front of Lu Ye, firm and persistent.
"Of course not." Lu Ye didn't know how she could tell that he was a disciple of a large sect, but what he said was not unreasonable. It was neither a relative nor a friend. He spent time and energy to help him heal, and he should really show some respect.
.
Being able to meet a medical practitioner here will undoubtedly save him a lot of recovery time. After all, he has made a profit.
"I don't have the spiritual stone, but can the spiritual pill work?" Lu Ye asked.
"Of course you can." Hua Ci nodded.
Lu Ye then took out a bottle of ten elixirs and gave it to Hua Ci.
"Thank you for your patronage!" Hua Ci accepted the elixir and smiled even happier.
Lu Ye was afraid that she would say welcome to come again next time.
"Then you have a good rest." Hua Ci warned, "I'll come back tomorrow to treat your injuries."
Before pushing the door open, she turned back and said, "If you can take some healing pills, your recovery will be faster."
"I know." Lu Ye nodded.
For the next few days, Lu Ye was bedridden. During the day, the little girl named Lingyu would come to give him the bitter and life-threatening concoction. At night, Hua Ci would come to heal Lu Ye's wounds.
Lingyu's full name was Ruan Lingyu. She was a lively little girl who was a bit familiar. After talking to her several times, Lu Ye learned that this was the site of a sect's residence.
No one knows the original sect here. It was captured decades ago and the entire sect was destroyed. Although there are still Tianji Pillars left, the Tianji Pillars can no longer exert their original effect.
This made Lu Ye couldn't help but recall the scene where the headmaster sent him to the Lingxi battlefield in a deserted mountain before. It seemed that there was also the ruins of a sect.
There are many such ruins whether in Kyushu or Lingxi battlefield. When a new sect appears, they can choose these ruins as the residence of their own sect because there are remaining Tianji pillars.
However, there are also many ruins that no one has chosen, and these have become gathering places for casual cultivators.
Although the buildings in these ruins have been in disrepair for a long time, they still have many places to shelter from the wind and rain, and the locations are quite good, which naturally attracts some homeless monks.
This chapter has been completed!