Death is not terrible. People who cultivate immortality are fighting for life in death. The more they get to the end, they will even have to fight with the sky for a little chance of life.
Lin Wenxuan can face death calmly, but he still has regrets. He cannot watch Lin Luo continue to grow, and he also regrets that he cannot find his father.
In a daze, Lin Wenxuan felt as if he was hallucinating and seemed to hear his sister's cry.
Well, this life is enough if I can hear my sister's voice before I die, even if it is an illusion.
What a pity, if it weren't for the fact that his meridians were retrograde and no spiritual power could function, he would have had to self-destruct and die together with them both!
However, the expected pain did not come. Lin Wenxuan heard the sound of weapons colliding, and then he opened his eyes and saw Lin Luo.
Lin Luo's eyes were scarlet red, his mental power was operating to the extreme, and his back was covered with materialized awls.
The white feather sword collided with Hu Ling'er's sword, sparks bursting out, and the awl behind Lin Luo kept attacking Hu Ling'er and Lin Xiangyao. The two of them couldn't even say a word to beg for mercy, and used all their energy to dodge the attacks.
Neither of them was Lin Luo's opponent, let alone Lin Luo's lifeless style of play.
"Brother Wenxuan, hurry up, I'll heal your injuries." Lin Zimo followed up and his eyes turned red, "You're so seriously injured, why don't you know how to use the teleportation jade to leave?"
"I, teleport, jade..." Lin Wenxuan said.
In fact, it was not him who lost the teleportation jade, but he gave it to Pang Sihai.
Pang Sihai was robbed of the teleportation jade, so Lin Wenxuan gave his teleportation jade to Pang Sihai. At that time, Pang Sihai was injured, and he asked Pang Sihai to go back to heal his injuries quickly.
Lin Wenxuan was half-carried by Lin Zimo and sat aside. Lin Zimo immediately sat down and used spiritual power to heal Lin Wenxuan's injuries.
Unexpectedly, the moment the spiritual power was introduced into Lin Wenxuan's body, Lin Wenxuan spurted out another mouthful of blood.
Lin Zimo was also frightened. He knew that his spiritual power was relatively low, but he did not expect that even healing his wounds would cause Lin Wenxuan to vomit blood, which obviously aggravated his injuries.
"Give him the healing elixir first, and then use the spiritual power." Miaoyan said, "It's best to have a small rejuvenation elixir, as his vitality begins to dissipate."
Lin Wenxuan's injury is too serious. Now he must control the injuries in his body before he can heal. Moreover, his condition looks very dangerous and he is almost about to expire.
Lin Luo also heard Miaoyan's words while fighting with Hu Ling'er and Lin Xiangyao, and she waved her left hand.
"Catch it, Xiao Huan Dan."
Miaoyan reached out to catch it, quite surprised.
Xiao Huan Dan is a fourth-grade elixir, and its refining is more difficult than that of fifth-grade elixirs, and its quantity is extremely rare.
I didn't expect that Lin Luo would still have Xiao Huan Dan in his hand. What a surprise.
Of course she didn't know that Maoqiu got it from the brocade box that the Lin family returned to the Dongfang family. It came from the alchemist of the Dongfang family.
Miaoyan squatted down, opened Lin Wenxuan's mouth, and fed Xiao Huan Dan into Lin Wenxuan's mouth.
Next, it’s time to heal.
Lin Zimo took a deep breath and prepared to continue healing Lin Wenxuan.
"I'll do it." Shen Bingxin said suddenly.
Lin Zimo was stunned for a moment, then helped Lin Wenxuan and stood up on his own.
Shen Bingxin crossed her legs, ignoring the mess around her, and sat directly behind Lin Wenxuan, using her spiritual power to heal Lin Wenxuan's injuries.
After getting the Xiao Huan Dan, and Shen Bingxin's spiritual power to release the effect of the Xiao Huan Dan, Lin Wenxuan finally stopped vomiting blood.
Lin Luo had suppressed the two of them and used his mental power to imprison them, preventing them from escaping from here.
She will not let go of Hu Ling'er or Lin Xiangyao, but Lin Wenxuan is the most important now.
When Lin Luo walked to Lin Wenxuan, she bit her lip and tears accumulated in her eyes.
She could tell at a glance that Lin Wenxuan's condition was almost the same as before she died. Even his breathing was much lighter, and it was almost impossible to hear his breathing.
Fortunately, with Xiao Huan Dan and Shen Bingxin healing his injuries, Lin Wenxuan's aura gradually changed.
Among the people present, only Miaoyan, Chen Xin and Shen Bingxin had the cultivation level suitable to heal Lin Wenxuan.
But Miaoyan's technique was not suitable. After all, she came from the Hehuan Sect, and she was afraid that Lin Wenxuan would be seriously injured and unable to bear it.
The dusty mind may not be suitable either. He comes from a strong place in Buddhism, and his skills are even more different.
Therefore, the only person who healed in the end was Shen Bingxin.
Shen Bingxin probably knew this reason, so she volunteered to heal Lin Wenxuan's injuries.
At this time, Lin Wenxuan's wound was no longer bleeding, but his face was still pale and his breathing gradually stabilized.
Even Shen Bingxin, who has the highest cultivation level among several people, looked ugly after half an hour passed. After all, Lin Wenxuan's meridians were retrograde and there were damaged meridians. She needed to straighten the meridians bit by bit, and then use her spirit to straighten them.
Powerfully moisturize.
After a long time, Shen Bingxin retracted her hand and stood up.
The moment she stood up, Miaoyan helped her in time, otherwise she would have fallen directly.
"Senior Sister Shen, thank you. You must also take good care of your body."
Lin Luo thanked Shen Bingxin with tears in her eyes. This method of healing was extremely consuming of spiritual energy and had an impact on Shen Bingxin. Her spiritual energy was almost exhausted. She would not be able to practice for at least three months.
However, if there are elixirs to replenish it, it won't take that long.
"It's nothing, it's a small matter. You are my friend and he is your brother. They are all friends. It doesn't matter if I save him." Shen Bingxin said with a smile, "As for my body, it doesn't matter. Just take two pills."
Just take the elixir and you will be able to recover in a short time."
Lin Zimo hurriedly walked up to Shen Bing and took out more than a dozen bottles of elixirs with a shy smile on his face.
"Senior Sister Shen, I don't have any good stuff. You can take any of these pills that suit you."
Shen Bingxin's expression was quite complicated. She never thought that the young boy following them would be so... rich?
If you swipe over these dozen bottles of elixirs to see the names, you will see that each bottle contains tens of thousands of spiritual stones.
He just took it all out at once?
Shen Bingxin coughed lightly, took a bottle of pills from Lin Zimo's hand, poured out one pill, and returned the remaining pills to Lin Zimo.
"One is enough. Keep these pills yourself and don't take them out casually. Don't expose your wealth." Shen Bingxin reminded.
Lin Zimo nodded, "I understand, senior sister."
Lin Wenxuan was still in a coma, but his life was no longer in danger. Lin Luo let Lin Zimo support him, stood up and looked at the two imprisoned people on the side, holding the white feather sword in his hands.
Hu Ling'er and Lin Xiangyao were both scared and trembling, but could not move.
Xuan Guangjing reflected this scene to the elders. The elders became somewhat silent. They saw all the situations clearly, but they didn't know what to say when they saw it.