When the second quarter of an hour ended, and he still walked steadily, carrying his shoulders that were bleeding on both sides, and continued to hit left and right, the kid surnamed Geng finally couldn't stand it anymore.
After he got off the field, the foundation-building monk responsible for the safety of the field gave him simple assistance, stopped the bleeding, and the wound began to heal.
He had no intention of watching other people's games, so he returned to his apartment, closed the door, and pretended to be sleeping.
The clothes came out of the stone, and several rays of green light shone on his injured area. The wound was slightly numb and itchy, and some undetectable blood seeped out.
When it comes to treating wounds, the wood magic power of the little thing is purer and more effective.
Soon, the several places where Yang Zhen was pricked by [Golden Needle] recovered as before, leaving only a few shallow marks.
He had lost some blood just now and his body was a little tired. He played with his clothes for a while and then fell asleep.
He didn't know how long he had slept for, but a knock on the door woke him up. When he opened the door, he saw that it was Zhao Yue'er.
There were slight beads of sweat on the little girl's forehead, and her jade-white face was covered with a layer of blush. She had just finished the competition and ran here.
"You finally started practicing!" She grabbed Yang Zhen's arm, shook it vigorously, and jumped up and down excitedly.
With this strength, if Yang Zhen's wound had not been healed, it would have burst.
"I've been waiting for this day for a long time!" She pouted and looked angry.
Yang Zhen smiled and said nothing. He turned sideways and led the little girl into the room.
While making tea, he thought about it, covered himself up, and poured out the clean water stored in the lake last night.
Zhao Yue'er happened to be thirsty, so she took the water glass and drank it all in one gulp, her starry eyes suddenly brightened:
"This water is so sweet and delicious!"
But she is obviously more concerned about Yang Zhen's injury.
"I heard you were injured, let me see!"
"I've had it treated by an immortal master, and it's almost healed." Yang Zhen replied.
"Then I want to see it too!" the little girl said arrogantly.
Yang Zhen had no choice but to pull up her front, revealing the faint marks on the injured area.
The little girl put her hand up, lowered her head and stroked it gently.
Her hair hit Yang Zhen's face, itching and soft.
Without blinking, a ray of blue light shot out from her fingers as tender as onions, and a cool feeling came from the wound.
This is a water type healing technique. Its ability to heal wounds is not as good as that of the wood type, but it can replenish the water lost when injured and restore fatigue.
Yang Zhen quietly lowered her head, staring at the focused little girl, feeling the faint fragrance coming from her hair, and the slight heat brought up by the twitching of her nose, and she felt extremely happy in her heart.
When Zhao Yue'er finally finished her treatment, Yang Zhen put her hand behind her back, and when she took it out again, there were three more sky-blue jujubes.
"Here you go." He handed the dates to Zhao Yue'er.
"Shuiji Zao!" the little girl exclaimed.
This is exactly the bipolar jujube tree planted by Yang Zhen in the space. In the first two days, each tree produced a pair of jujubes. The fire attribute is left in the space and can be sold through Chen Fugui in the future. Of course, the water attribute is left to
Zhao Yueer.
This kind of first-grade Shuiji date costs about one spiritual stone per piece, and is generally only sold in Zhoucheng.
"Where did these dates come from?" The little girl happily accepted the three dates.
"I was in the market two days ago and happened to see some for sale, so I bought a few." Yang Zhen said casually.
"Two days ago? It has been more than ten days since the Chinese New Year!" The little girl looked at these jujubes, which were plump and crystal clear. They looked like freshly picked jujubes. Her beautiful eyes were full of doubts:
"Where have you put them these past ten days?"
"Storage bag!" Yang Zhen prevaricated. Just now he was excited and took the things out of the space, but he forgot the origin and couldn't explain it.
He took out a storage bag from his arms, which was the same one that the Zhu family had compensated for at that time, and his grandma later gave it to him.
"But," the little girl was even more confused: "Didn't you just say that you just broke through to the Qi training stage yesterday? How did you use the storage bag when you didn't have magic power before?"
"I asked someone to put it in when I bought it," Yang Zhen said without changing her expression, "I'm just waiting to become a monk one day and take it out to surprise you!"
"I don't want your surprise!" the little girl said coyly, with a smile on her face.
Yang Zhen wiped away the sweat in her heart, but thanks to my cleverness, she got over it.
At this time, I saw the little girl took the cup from which she had just drank water, and went to the teapot to pour a glass of water.
"Why is the taste of this water so different from just now?" The little girl took a sip and said to herself.
Yang Zhenxin brought it up again. How should we round this up?
At this moment, someone came from outside.
"The chief of the mountain asks you to come over." The person who came was the chief of his current residence. Yang Zhen had lived here for a year and had almost no contact with this person.
"Grandpa Yuan is looking for you? I'll go too!" The little girl jumped up and followed her.
……
Just like last time, Yuan Shanchang gave gifts when meeting.
"This is a first-level low-grade wooden vine armor. When activated by mana, it can form a wooden shield to protect the whole body. The protective power is far better than the robe last time. It can last for a quarter of an hour without attack...
”
After a pause, Yuan Cheng still told Yang Zhen the truth:
"Senior Sister He Jing, please ask me to find a suitable protective weapon for you. I have just modified this rattan armor, which is just right for your current body shape. Remember to protect yourself in future competitions, so that you will not be injured in the morning.
..."
"You have finally gained some cultivation. Senior Sister He Jing is very pleased to know this!"
Yang Zhen thanked him hurriedly, and Zhao Yuer was also happy for him.
"I also told my senior sister about the situation of your cultivation. We are all worried about you," Yuan Cheng continued: "Even monks in the middle stage of Qi training would not dare to practice with middle-grade spiritual stones, otherwise they would not be able to control it.
Okay, a large amount of spiritual energy enters the body, which may damage the meridians at the least, destroy the foundation at worst, or even cause the body to explode and die on the spot!"
"Why are you so reckless! If you need wood spiritual energy, you can tell me and I will open the Yimu Spirit Gathering Formation for you. Senior Sister He Jing will pay for this spiritual stone for you! Why do you take this risk?" Yang Zhen was obedient. It was difficult to explain this matter, so she had to keep silent.
"Come here and let me check your meridians."
Yang Zhen hurried over. Yuan Cheng put his hands on his shoulders, breathed in a burst of energy, closed his eyes and remained silent.
After a while, he opened his eyes, with a trace of surprise in his eyes: "You are so lucky, your meridians are strong and flawless!"
"However, don't take any chances, and don't use wood spirit stones to practice in the future." He warned.
In this world, except for some special five-element spiritual stones, there are very few spiritual stones that are born with natural growth, and they are all produced through special magical tools. Among them, low-grade single-attribute spiritual stones rarely appear due to their stability.
, at least they are all mid-range.
Otherwise, if there were low-grade wood attribute spiritual stones for cultivation, Yuan Cheng and Nanny would not be so worried.
Yang Zhen quickly agreed.
"Okay, go ahead!" Yuan Cheng waved his hand.
No matter what, he was very satisfied with Yang Zhen’s humiliation today.