Wang Teng just smiled and said nothing about the surprise and doubts of Danmen, a senior protector of the quasi-emperor realm.
Although the other party is a quasi-emperor and has unparalleled majesty, he is just an old man whose life is about to end.
What's more, Wang Teng has even seen gods with his own eyes, and even fought with them, killing a god. Now facing this powerful man in the quasi-emperor realm, he was only a little surprised at first, but he only calmed down in an instant.
usual.
Seeing Wang Teng's usual smile, the senior Taoist Protector of Danmen couldn't help but exclaimed: "The dragon among men is nothing more than a little friend."
His level of cultivation is still there, and so is his vision. He had already seen the extraordinary quality of Wang Teng before, but now he is even more surprised and amazed by him.
Wang Teng calmed down and said, "Let me check the symptoms of senior first."
As he spoke, he looked carefully, and there was a mysterious light surging in his eyes. He checked the other party's details, and his brows wrinkled slightly.
The other party's condition was really much more serious than he thought, and Wang Teng also saw the other party's symptoms.
"Haha... I know that I am in this state. I don't have much time left. There is no way to save my life. Unless I can find a high-level holy medicine, or even a magic medicine, I can barely extend my life and let me linger."
"There is no holy medicine or magic medicine. Even if I am a magical alchemist, I think I will be helpless."
The senior protector of the Dan Sect chuckled, as if he had put aside life and death, and sighed: "But it doesn't matter, as long as I promise to be kind to everyone in the Dan Sect, I will die without regrets."
"senior……"
After hearing the words of Senior Protector, the expressions of everyone in the Dan sect suddenly changed.
"Didn't Senior say that as long as we advance to the realm of divine alchemists, we can cure Senior?"
Danqing couldn't help but said with red eyes.
The senior protector shook his head and said that the magic alchemist can
Saving him is just a hope for the Alchemy Sect, and it is also to encourage everyone in the Alchemy Sect to study the Alchemy Way harder and strive to achieve success in the Alchemy Way as soon as possible.
As for curing himself, he didn't even dare to hope.
Dan Qing and the others all looked depressed. They seemed to have fallen into endless despair when they learned that the divine alchemist was unable to save the elder who had protected their alchemy sect for endless years.
"Who says I can't save you?"
However, just when everyone in the Danmen was already despairing, Wang Teng, who was deep in thought, suddenly raised his head, looked at the quasi-emperor in front of him, raised his eyebrows and said.
The senior Taoist protector was stunned, looking at Wang Teng with doubts in his eyes: "Do you have a holy medicine or a magic medicine, fellow Taoist?"
"No."
Wang Teng shook his head. Holy medicine and magic medicine are so precious things. They are countless times more precious than treasure medicine. Naturally, he cannot possess them.
Medicinal materials of this level are truly extraordinary.
The wasteland where he was originally experienced a cycle of reincarnation and a great cleansing every 30,000 years. Even if there were some precious medicines that had the potential to grow into holy medicines, they could not avoid the great cleansing and destruction. There was not enough time to settle and grow.
Therefore, the highest level in the wasteland is only precious medicine.
Holy elixirs and magical elixirs are not visible.
As for the Shenhuang Continent, there may be treasures of this level, but they are definitely not many, and they are not accessible to ordinary people.
The quasi-emperor was slightly startled when he heard this: "Without the holy medicine and magic medicine, how can I be cured, little friend?"
Danqing and others all looked at Wang Teng after hearing Wang Teng's words.
Hope rekindled in his eyes: "If Alliance Leader Wang can cure Senior Dao Protector, we are willing to sign a soul contract with fellow Daoist immediately and follow him for the rest of our lives!"
Wang Teng glanced at them indifferently, shook his head and said: "This is what we agreed before. Don't worry, since I agreed, I won't let you down."
"But the senior's condition is too bad. The injuries he suffered in the past were too serious. More importantly, the origin of the avenue was injured!"
Wang Teng looked at the powerful quasi-emperor in front of him and said: "In fact, your injury, even with the holy medicine, will not help. It can only allow you to live an extra ten or twenty years at most."
"As for the magic medicine, it may allow you to live a little longer, but it is difficult to completely cure your injuries. We can only use the huge life essence of the magic medicine to forcibly suppress your injuries, but in the end the life essence will be exhausted.
, your injuries will fully erupt again, causing you to completely perish!"
Wang Teng's words caused everyone in the cave to change their expressions.
Damage!
This is the most troublesome injury for monks.
Injury to the origin of the great avenue cannot be recovered by taking ordinary healing elixirs or practicing exercises.
If you want to restore it, you must make up for the damaged origin of the avenue, and to make up for the damaged origin of the avenue, for the monks in the Divine Desolate Continent, no one can do it unless they are truly powerful emperors.
Neither can the quasi-emperor.
"I was indeed injured."
The senior protector was silent for a moment, then spoke.
"To be able to injure a quasi-emperor like you, and the injury is so severe, the other party must be at least as good as you, right?"
Wang Teng looked at Senior Protector with emotion.
> However, the other party shook his head: "You guessed it wrong. The other party's level is even worse than mine. He was a very outstanding rookie in Zhongzhou at that time."
"That man is a holy being, known as the Holy King, the King of Saints!"
"At that time, I had just been promoted to the quasi-emperor realm, and I was challenged by this person. I was ultimately defeated and suffered indelible serious injuries."
"After that, my condition went from bad to worse. In order to avoid the enemies I made on the previous expeditions, I escaped into this remote and desolate place in the far east."
The senior protector looked sad.
The Emperor is the pinnacle of humanity.
Even if he is a quasi-emperor, he is majestic in all directions. The imperial power is overwhelming, and no one dares to disobey.
As a quasi-emperor, he almost stood at the pinnacle of humanity, but he was defeated by a rising star. In order to avoid the enemy, he was forced to hide in this poor mountain and harsh waters.
How humiliating?
Wang Teng was slightly startled when he heard this, and then his expression changed. He originally thought that he could injure a strong man in the quasi-emperor realm, at least a being of the same level, and maybe even a real strong man in the great emperor realm.
Unexpectedly, the one who injured the opponent turned out to be only a Holy Saint!
A supreme saint defeated a quasi-emperor beyond his level and left indelible injuries on him!
This sage is indeed worthy of the title of "Holy King".
Thinking of the Saint King, Wang Teng couldn't help but think of the Saints of the Wasteland, especially the Saint King Haoxuan of the Wanjian Sect and the Young Saint King of the Arctic Palace. If these two people are still alive, there will definitely be some in this deserted continent.
Let them have a place...
Wang Teng couldn't help but sigh. Although the saints had fallen, they had always lived in his heart. He always remembered and could not forget the scene when the saints died generously in order to give the creatures in the wasteland a glimmer of life.