The violent strong wind has subsided in the city, and the people hiding in their homes still choose to stay at home and dare not go out, otherwise they will see chaos on the streets outside their houses, fearing that it will become chaos.
The white mist on the street gradually dissipated, and Chen Yuan turned around and left. He grabbed the little wooden figure of Li Bai sitting on the ground with his hook and put it on his shoulder to go back to the Zhenjun Temple.
In the distance, children were choking and crying, pushing or lying down with their tall snake bodies, shouting: "Snake Queen, get up!" "Don't die." and other words.
The child's parents were timid and did not dare to step forward. Finally, they brought water from home and carefully wiped the blood on the snake's body. If the white snake hadn't blocked it, the man before would have probably entered the house.
"True Lord... Are you the True Lord in the temple?!" The choking and crying child ran up when he saw the figure walking back, grabbed Chen Yuan's robe and walked towards White Snake, crying.
Begging: "Zhenjun, please save Snake Lady, she is dying... She blocked the door of my house and was beaten like this by the bad guy. Please save her quickly."
The parents of the child over there saw the young man being held by their son, and when they came closer, an inexplicable sense of familiarity arose in their hearts. When their son called him: "True King," their faces changed.
After a change, the figure that came over was exactly the same as the statue of the True Lord in the temple.
The couple immediately put down the cloth towel stained red with snake blood in their hands, stood up in a hurry and looked at Chen Yuan who was coming over, and whispered: "Greetings to the true king."
It was like a dream. I had worshiped the idols more than ten times, but this time I worshiped the real person.
"No need to be polite." Chen Yuan smiled at the couple and told the little man next to him not to worry. He squatted down and put his hand on the white snake who was only breathing weakly.
In the distant imperial city, the drumming has stopped and the city gate slowly opens
A large number of Imperial City soldiers came out in an orderly manner to check the situation in the city. Emperor Gongsun Lun, who had woken up early and was waiting for news in the study, gave orders one by one, and sent the palace and Imperial City garrison troops to the city to clean up the street tiles and tree branches blocking the road.
, to rescue the people who might be buried, the cavalry carrying orders also went from house to house to check whether any relatives at home were injured, or they knocked on the city's traditional Chinese medicine clinic and asked the doctor to prepare a soothing and calming decoction overnight.
It was busy and noisy.
In front of the Zhenjun Temple in the distance, the street is full of potholes and ravines. The Taoist priests from the Tianshi Mansion took out the elixir and were treating Minghui. The old cow on the side of the temple gate moved his eyes pitifully upwards.
Seeing that the tip of the bull's horn had been shaved off a little, he got angry and tried to bite off the Tianlong Sword in the crazy old man's arms. The old man slapped him on the face and took him away. The corners of his mouth twitched and tears hung in the corners of his eyes.
Chen Yuan, who was wearing a green robe, squatted down to check the white snake's injuries. The original snow-white body was stained with blood, and the wounds made by the sword energy caused many scales to peel off. The most serious part was that the right eye was bloody and fleshy, and the whole
His eyes were broken by Li Congyun.
Chen Yuan put his fingertips on it, and could feel that there was still sword energy left in its body. He pinched his fingers and guided them along the wound bit by bit, and then pulled out the remaining sword energy. At the same time, he recalled "Huangchuan Zazai"
Some magic spells for healing wounds recorded in "Doubt".
There are specialties in the art.
Chen Yuan could only sit there until the wound on White Snake stopped bleeding and healed slowly, but unfortunately he could not wait until the missing eye could grow back.
Even though the technique of "Huangchuan Miscellaneous Questions" has many magical features, it is really difficult to achieve.
'True Lord... I can survive this... don't waste your mana...'
White Snake used its weak demonic power to convey simple words, and stubbornly shook its head, trying to move away the hand on its scales.
"If you hadn't called me, I wouldn't have woken up later. You protected this family and got seriously injured. How could I ignore you? Stop using your demonic power to speak and leave some magic power to protect your soul."
Chen Yuan comforted it, and pressed the top of the white snake's head with the palm of his hand. The sticky plasma stuck to it, and the cold scales glowed with bursts of magic light. It slowly slid down seven inches along the top of the head. The white snake had been in the temple for five years, and it had naturally been used.
A lot of the power of the incense, now combined with the power of the incense coming from Chen Yuan, can temporarily stabilize its injury.
"Zhenjun, how is the snake empress?" The child looked nervously at the white snake motionless, thinking that it was going to die, and tears fell down again.
"It's okay for now. Don't cry. How can a man cry casually?"
Chen Yuan retracted her hand and smiled at him, then touched the top of the child's head. The child felt a warm breath coming down from the top of his head, which made him feel comfortable and his sadness was relieved a lot.
Tread...
The sound of horse hooves and footsteps came from the street. Five horsemen and ten foot soldiers were coming here. When they saw the scene in front of the Zhenjun Temple, they were so frightened that they quickly reined in their horses and stopped. They also saw a roadside shop lying on the ground.
The big white snake was so frightened that he almost fell off the horse. When Chen Yuan, who was caressing the child, looked sideways, the fifteen people were stunned for a moment, and then they knelt on the ground and clasped their fists: "Greetings to the true king!"
Over there, the Taoist priests from the Tianshi Mansion were afraid of causing trouble, so they hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the soldiers aside to give them some warnings. A dozen or so people nodded immediately, and the primary school leader said loudly: "It's the same here, let's go to the next street to see
look."
After saying that, the pair of soldiers and horses hurriedly turned to the corner of the street. At this time, Ming Hui, who had recovered a little after swallowing the pill, got up from the ground and walked towards Chen Yuan and White Snake.
"It can be said that this demon has been favored for a long time and knows how to protect the safety of the people. The Tianshi Mansion will not abandon it. Fellow Daoist Chen, let me do it."
In addition to subduing demons, martial arts, and talisman formations, Tianshi Mansion also has alchemy and medical skills. Chen Yuan stepped aside and let Ming Hui come over to take a look. The latter put on the white snake's long body and closed his eyes and held his breath for a while.
Then he opened his eyes, took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured out a dark red pill, opened the mouth of the snake, put the pill on the tongue bed, and used magic power to catalyze the pill.
"Li Congyun has a high level of cultivation, and he can move his hands and feet with sword energy. Even if the sword energy is removed, the white snake will be injured by the sword energy inside, and his cultivation level will be greatly reduced. If he wants to recover his right eye, I am afraid that Fellow Daoist Chen will have to go to the Northern Spiritual Realm."
Yun Temple, this temple is also in Cangyu Mountain, adjacent to Chengyun Gate. If you pass by the Tianshi Mansion along the way, you can also visit the Tianshi. If the Tianshi has a way to cure it, you don’t need to go to Lingyun Temple to worship the mountain.
, please those bald donkeys who only close the mountain gate to protect themselves."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! For a well-educated Taoist priest from Tianshi Mansion to say these words, it can be seen that when the Yuejie barbarians went south, Lingyun Temple closed the mountain and locked the door.
The practice makes them look down upon.
This matter was mentioned by Taoist Feihe when I was separated from him in Yongxiang.
"Well, then I will go to the Tianshi Mansion. If the Tianshi can't restore it, then I can only go to Lingyun Temple." Chen Yuan looked at the sleeping white snake and listened to the even breathing.
The sound made him feel more at ease. If White Snake hadn't dragged Li Congyun away in the end, he might not have been able to wake up, and the family might have suffered a disaster.
What's more, he still owed it a canonization, so he wanted to take White Snake to Lingyun Temple, just in time to pay a visit to the old heavenly master and find out why he invited him and his master to go up the mountain.
Taking note, Chen Yuan finally made up his mind. He had been trapped in Luodu for five years and wanted to go out for a walk. Now that he has entered the golden elixir, he has achieved some success in cultivating Taoism. Not to mention walking sideways, at least he encountered
Monsters and monsters are also much easier to deal with than the previous foundation building.
Well, it seems that I have never been afraid of any monsters before.
Smiling to himself, Chen Yuan looked at the body lying on the street.
"Taoist Priest Minghui, what should I do with Li Congyun's body?"
A monk in the realm of Nascent Soul, he has an unknown amount of magic power and essence of flesh and blood. Unfortunately, it turned into a corpse, so naturally it has no much use, so he passed it on to the other party for convenience.
Sure enough, Ming Hui over there said: "Li Congyun is the leader of Canglan Sword Sect after all. It would be degrading to insult his body. Today he is dead and the grudge is over. Fellow Taoist, you might as well hand over his body to us, Heavenly Master
The government will send him back to Canglan Sword Gate and ask for help to investigate the crime..."
As he spoke, he smiled and shook his head.
"However, I'm afraid that the days ahead for the Canglan Sword Sect will be even more difficult. Each generation is worse than the last, and now even the masters of the Nascent Soul Realm have died, thus declining."
Chen Yuan nodded in agreement.
"It is a disaster for a sect to have talent but no virtue; it is a disaster for a sect to have virtue but no talent, and yet others will bully it. Only a sect with both talent and virtue can be the leader of a sect."
As he spoke, Chen Yuan pinched the sleeping white snake with his fingers, turned its huge body into a small white snake as big as a palm, coiled it in his palm and put it in his sleeve, then walked back to Zhenjun Temple with Ming Hui, who called out.
Brothers, under Chen Yuan's doubtful gaze, several people formed a magic circle and chanted spells. In a moment, the broken stones and tiles in the surrounding streets flew back to their original positions, although they could not be repaired.
The damaged houses and buildings make the streets look a lot cleaner.
"Disciple, here it is! Here it is! My master snatched it for you!"
The crazy old man held Li Congyun's Tianlong ancient sword and raised it in front of Chen Yuan in excitement. The sword tried to break free, but the crazy old man raised his hand and slapped the sword on the sword. The ancient sword trembled a few times and spun.
Even though it didn't move, the old man still handed it out.
"Tianlu?!"
When Ming Hui saw the ancient sword over there, he collected his magic power and walked over with a surprised look on his face.