Huangfu Qingjue injected his own vitality into Ling Chuxi's meridians. Since Ling Chuxi had also practiced the kung fu of the God Emperor clan, his vitality did not conflict with Ling Chuxi's at all, and even had the effect of blending water and milk.
Soon, Ling Chuxi's face returned to a trace of ruddy color.
"Okay, I'll go to the Sumeru space first. You wait for me for a while." Ling Chuxi knew that her body's injuries did not matter. The key was that the power of her consciousness was too much and she had to recover as soon as possible. She could only rely on
Mo Lan is gone.
Under the Fusang Sacred Tree, the orchid is emitting a clear and transparent light, but unfortunately it is incomplete and lacks its previous beauty.
There are not many leaves of Molan. Ling Chuxi had already taken one piece before, and just now she took half of it, and gave Gongsun Yuan another piece. If this continues, there will probably be only the rhizome left, and Ling Chuxi feels a little bit sick.
Such good things are hard to come by. But fortunately, they are all spent on the edge of the knife, which does not make Ling Chuxi feel regretful.
While her body was aching, Ling Chuxi suddenly discovered to her surprise that thin buds had sprouted out from among the few remaining leaves, and it wouldn't take long for new orchid leaves to grow.
Fortunately, she has the Xumi Dimension and the Sacred Fusang Tree. Otherwise, if she eats it like a pig chewing peonies, no amount of Mo Lan will be enough. It’s a pity that there is no suitable elixir to cure Mo Lan’s
To maximize its true value, it can only be chewed dry at the moment.
Ling Chuxi tore off a very small piece of molan leaf, put it in her mouth, and then sat cross-legged next to molan to cultivate her consciousness.
In fact, she just exhausted the power of her consciousness this time. Unlike last time, her consciousness was damaged. Even if she didn't take the molan leaf, she could recover as long as she practiced for a while. But she knew that Ling Yichen and others were doing it for her.
Worried, she didn't want to waste too much time.
As expected of Mo Lan, who ranks second among the top ten spiritual trees in the world. After only half an hour, Ling Chuxi's power of spiritual consciousness recovered by 30%. And with the sufficient spiritual power provided by the Fuso Sacred Tree, she
Half of the energy that had been depleted was restored.
Ling Chuxi took the time to look at the little yellow chicken and the armored dragon lizard, and when she saw nothing unusual, she left the Sumeru space.
Gongsun Yuan had also woken up at this time and was talking to Ling Yichen about his experiences after parting.
"Chu Xi, are you feeling better?" Ling Yichen asked anxiously when he saw Ling Chuxi.
"It's nothing serious. As long as you take some more care, you can fully recover." Ling Chuxi didn't hide anything from Ling Yichen. He had seen what just happened with his own eyes, so there was no point in hiding it.
"Miss Ling, I didn't expect that we would meet again. Thanks to you for saving me this time, otherwise I would have been buried in the sky." Gongsun Yuan stood up and said to Ling Chuxi.
It seems that his consciousness has recovered and he remembered the past. This is not the first time they have met. They had already met each other in the Wuya Mountain in the human space.
"Senior Gongsun, don't be polite. Thanks to your rescue last time, we escaped disaster." Ling Chuxi said politely.
"Hahahaha, then I won't say thank you anymore." Gongsun Yuan laughed loudly. It can be seen that this man is extremely generous, and only in this way can he understand the artistic conception of martial arts in the vast sea and sky.
"By the way, Senior Gongsun, I once heard Yichen say that your injuries were caused by a spiritual weapon. I wonder what kind of spiritual weapon it is?" Ling Chuxi asked.