Fortunately, the Zagu clan members quickly understood what to do, and soon some clan members called on the warriors in the clan.
Soon, an adult Zhagu man walked in.
His muscles were swollen, his body was crystal clear, and the blood-bone sword had a faint black jade luster, which seemed to be a strange phenomenon that he would only have reached a certain level of body refining.
Luo Sen felt it, at least a gold-level warrior.
Although I sent some ancient martial arts secrets to the Zhagu clan, they were all street stalls. I didn’t expect that in such a short time, the Zhagu clan actually gave birth to gold-level warriors.
This qualification is really good.
Perhaps it is because of the special environment of the Demon Abyss.
In such a difficult environment, the warriors born are naturally powerful.
When the Zagu tribe saw Luo Sen, he rushed to the bed excitedly and said a lot of things he couldn't understand.
Rosen was covered in black lines.
What did you say?
But this person does look familiar.
But these Zhagu people all look the same, and it is not easy to tell who is who is.
The man also reacted, then closed his eyes, slowly emitted his own mental fluctuations, and began to communicate with Rosen.
Rosen was overjoyed.
It's great that I actually mastered the means of spiritual communication.
"Benefactor!" the man shouted.
Luo Sen was stunned: "Who are you?"
"I'm Gula."
Gula...
Luo Sen finally remembered that the first group of Zagu people he met, the leader of the hunting team was Gula.
Gula was already a warrior in the clan, but she was only about level 7 or 8 in bronze, and she was extremely weak.
Unexpectedly, in such a short period of time, I became a gold-level warrior with this ancient martial arts technique, which was so fast.
He, a warrior, seemed a little different, because he did not absorb spiritual energy, but directly borrowed the body to be refined by the demonic energy.
But Rosen didn't have time to think about it now.
"Gula, I'm so happy to meet you, but I need treatment now. Can you please think of a way to help me get some herbs for healing me?" Rosen said weakly.
Gula nodded quickly: No problem.
But then he looked stunned and his face became a little ugly: "Benefactor, there are some herbs for killing people in the Demon Abyss, but there seems to be no herbs for healing."
Rosen remembered it too.
The environment of the Demon Abyss is unique. Even those spiritual herbs have turned into demonic herbs under the erosion of the demonic energy, losing their original effect.
How do creatures in the Demon Abyss heal?
Generally, they rely on their strong physique to resist, because the creatures who can survive often have excellent self-healing ability.
Some creatures are born with self-healing skills.
"How do you heal your injuries?" Luo Sen couldn't help asking.
You are a human race. You do not have any inherently powerful self-healing ability, and you cannot have any skills. What should you do if you are injured?
Gula hesitated for a moment: "If it were before, he would have been waiting to die."
Luo Sen felt dizzy.
This is too difficult.
"What about now?" Rosen asked.
Gula said honestly: "If the weak tribe is injured, we can restore it by indoctrinating blood and energy."
"What about you hurt?"
"Hard against the past."
"Can't resist it?"
"Then I can only wait to die."
Luo Sen was silent for a moment: "I remember giving you a lot of elixirs for healing."
"The level is too low and it is useless to us."
"This... is a mistake."
The letter from the Zhagu tribe never mentioned that the progress of the clan’s people’s cultivation was that all Luo Sen naturally subconsciously thought that they were still so weak.
Therefore, the healing pills sent are all low-level, about one-grade and two-grade.
It’s not that Luo Sen is stingy, but if the medicine is too strong, it will be difficult for ordinary people to digest.
But the first and second grade healing pills are naturally ineffective for gold-level warriors.
"The situation is bad now." Rosen smiled bitterly.
Gula hesitated and said, "I'll go and discuss with the chief."
After saying that, Gula ran out, and soon he brought the chief with him. The chief was as old and weak as ever, but his mental state improved a lot.
Maybe I saw the tribe thriving, so I was no longer as worried as before.
"Hey." Did the chief glance at Luosen and sighed: "How did it look like this?"
Rosen wanted to answer, but couldn't speak.
The old chief could not communicate mentally, and although he was talking human words, he could not get a response.
"Chief, what should I do? Should I save my benefactor?" Gula asked.
Luo Sen felt a whisper in his heart.
Since you know that I am the benefactor, what else can I ask?
Save it quickly, I will die if I drag it on.
The chief hesitated for a long time, stared at Rosen for a long time, and nodded vigorously: "Save it! After all, our tribe still depends on him."
Gula felt relieved, but she had a bit of complex emotions, and didn't know why.
Then the chief gave the order, all the idle people left the stone house. Then seventeen Zhagu people walked into the stone house, all of whom were successful in cultivation.
Add to Gula, eleven golden warriors, and seven peak silver warriors.
However, Gula has the strongest aura and should be the number one brave man in the entire Zhagu tribe. After all, the hunting team is often led by the strongest man.
"Get started." The chief whispered.
The eighteen Zagu warriors showed a look of looking at death on their faces, and then surrounded the stone bed where Rosen was lying.
Luo Sen looked puzzled: What is this for?
The eighteen warriors began to release their breath. Although they didn't think they were nothing to Rosen, they were indeed a good force to gather together.
With them guarding the Zhagu tribe, at least they would not be bullied by Yasha like before.
But then Luo Sen felt something was wrong. They didn't seem to be simply releasing their breath, but burning their own qi and blood.
A thick mist of blood floated out of them, then gathered together and refined into pure energy.
The eighteen warriors showed painful expressions on their faces, and the breath on their bodies was weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even their skin began to wither.
Rosen was horrified.
There is something wrong with this script.
What are you doing?
Rosen remembered that Gula said that it would instill blood and heal the weak tribe.
Why are the weak tribesmen?
Can't powerful tribes use it?
Now Rosen understands.
This is to heal the wound by life. Burning qi and blood can't help but weaken one's own realm and also reduce one's life.
It would be fine if I burned a little, but I would be back after practicing for a few days.
But Rosen's terrifying injury may have to burn a large amount of qi and blood to work. The consequence of burning a large amount of qi and blood is best to fall into a state of decline. If the situation is a little worse, it is not impossible to kill directly.
No wonder Gula said he wanted to discuss with the chief, no wonder the old chief seemed so hesitant.
In the Demon Abyss with barren resources, the Zhagu tribe had only one way to go if he wanted to cure such scary injuries from Luo Sen.