It's just that the young man who looked like a banished immortal was in an extremely embarrassed state at this time. What shocked Feng Bingwen even more was that nearly half of his naked body was wrapped around a body as gray as a fish or shrimp in the water that he just saw.
Color, body shriveled, lifeless.
"Is he the river god here?"
When Feng Bingwen looked at the young man who was almost half defeated, the young man who was still alive also struggled to open his eyes and looked at the "river" that was a hundred feet away from him, with golden scales on his body and the aura of a dragon.
god".
"River God?"
Hearing the weak voice of the young man, and looking at the other person's eyes that had dimmed and seemed about to close at any time,
Feng Bingwen understood that the young man who fell on his territory was not a big murderous monster. Instead, he had fought with monsters and had half of his body eroded by strange forces. From the looks of it, the situation seemed a bit critical.
"How can I help you?"
Feng Bingwen asked. At this moment, he suddenly felt that the power that restrained his body suddenly collapsed, and the next moment it disappeared directly.
When he looked at the young man, his eyes had been closed. The golden eyes that were as bright as the midsummer sun just now seemed to be just an illusion and would never be seen again.
"Hey! Boss!"
Feng Bingwen quickly greeted him, but still didn't get any response, and his heart suddenly lifted.
According to the records in the Book of Heaven, if there are no accidents, this young man is the master assigned to him by the Book of Heaven.
But looking at the situation in front of him, if this young man doesn't get any more treatment, he will be in trouble, and all the good deeds he has worked hard to accumulate for several months will be in vain.
Although he knew that Tianshu would not be so unscrupulous, Feng Bingwen still did not dare to neglect. He cautiously took a step forward and stepped into the range of the young man who was a hundred feet away.
No terrible power came to imprison his figure, and the wandering mist seemed to have been swept away by the young man's sudden recovery, leaving no trace left.
With complex thoughts in mind, Feng Bingwen finally walked up to the young man and saw the situation on the young man more intuitively. The dark mist wrapped around half of the young man's body, surging and eroding on his body like a living thing.
The other half of his body is as flawless as jade carving.
"This is……"
Feng Bingwen had never seen such a scene before, and he was shocked for a moment. The next moment, he fell into distress. He wanted to help this heavenly master assigned to him by the Heavenly Book, but how could he help?
He is a wild man among wild men. At least he knows how to use basic healing magic spells, or he can use healing elixirs like those from mainland China. But he doesn’t have a hair on his body. Asking him to save people is really a big deal.
It's hard for him.
"Huh!"
When Feng Bingwen was distressed, his expression changed, and his eyes once again fell on the young man's body where life and destruction coexisted. At the boundary between life and death, there was also the surge of the golden sun.
, to fight against the black energy that erodes vitality.
But I don't know whether it was because the young man was too exhausted or something else, Jin Xi felt helpless when facing the black energy, so much so that he was suppressed, and Feng Bingwen didn't even notice it at first glance.
However, Feng Bingwen calmed down and carefully felt the situation around the young man. After noticing some changes, a confident smile appeared on his face.
"I see!"
Feng Bingwen, who had the body of a human and dragon, stretched out his scaly palm and waved it lightly. Almost endless water spirit energy surged towards the young man's body like water bursting from a dike. However, the young man's body at this time was actually like that
Like the legendary Guixu, it can swallow water from three rivers and four seas, and it seems that it will never be filled.
"See how much you can swallow!"
Feng Bingwen was heartbroken. Wolong Lake, which had seemed a little quieter than before during the winter, suddenly became turbulent. The waters of the vast expanse of water were turbulent, and the aquatic energy of the entire lake converged on one of them.
Previously, Feng Bingwen claimed to be Shui Lord. Although he was somewhat boastful, he was not arrogant, because he really grasped the water veins of Wolong Lake with the dragon beads. As long as he was given a refining method, he could
This Wolong Lake was turned into his own use and became a water king.
And with the help of Feng Bingwen, who is not Suicune but is better than Suicune, the golden light of the banished immortal boy suddenly changed from the original sluggish posture to a stalemate, and then from a stalemate to a stalemate the next moment.
for suppression.
In just a few quarters of an hour, the situation in the young man's body was reversed, and the young man's eyelids trembled and slowly opened. When he opened his first eyes, he saw standing in front of him, activating the spiritual energy of a lake.
The "River God" who savagely attacks himself.
"Where is this wild god? Why does he control this aura so crudely?"
The moment the boy regained consciousness, he couldn't help but have this thought in his mind, because with his ribs in front of him, and in the presence of Suicune, the aura poured into his body was too violent.
If it weren't for his extraordinary physique, an ordinary cultivator would have been crushed to death by this violent spiritual energy. Even if he was trying to save people, even if he said he was hurting people, some would believe him.
However, after realizing the condition of his body at this time, the young man also understood that the river god who came out of nowhere really wanted to help him.
"Ashamed!"
The young man who had regained consciousness felt a sense of shame in his heart. The God of the River was so helpful to him, but he actually disliked his rough approach, which was really inappropriate.
"My lord, Zhao Junxian, thank you River God for your help, I don't need it anymore!"
The young man dragged half of his body, and under Feng Bingwen's shocked eyes, he pressed it with one hand. The Wolong Lake, which had been turbulent due to his rough movement, calmed down instantly. The lake surface was as calm as a mirror, and not even a single wave could be seen.
"Please wait a moment!"
After stopping the river god's rough treatment, Zhao Junxian took out a treasured garment and put it on, then crossed his legs and a round of golden light shone in his belly, then his chest, and finally the center of his Zifu eyebrows.
The bright golden light enveloped the young man's body, a wave that made Feng Bingwen tremble, but he couldn't help but want to watch the sunlight dissipate, and the dark bottom of the lake was illuminated as bright as day.
When Feng Bingwen saw this, he immediately stood obediently on the spot, quietly waiting for the young man to use his mysterious skills to heal his wounds, and thinking about how to open his mouth to become a disciple later.
The young man really kept his promise and said he would just wait for a while. The black energy on his body dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his flawless body became transparent in an instant, like glass, without any trace of dirt.
When the young man finished his work, the vision of his body like the sun was instantly restrained. When the young man opened his eyes, he saw Feng Bingwen who had returned to the appearance of a young child in the village.