Tianjiu faced the morning sun and hurried up the mountain at full speed... The pressure of hundreds of millions of junctures was several times lower than that at night. He was like a light lightning, flying across the path. It took less than half an hour.
When he arrived, he had already reached the sixty-six thousand steps. At this moment, two figures appeared in his spiritual sense.
Nan Zhantian once again carried Dongfang Qingqing on his back, walking upwards step by step. Dongfang Qingqing lay tightly on his back, eyes closed, his face flushed and soundly asleep, his breathing was heavy, and there were faint snores.
He looked seriously affected. And Nan Zhantian below, under the huge pressure, sweat dripped down, and a clear water mark dripped along the bluestone steps.
"Brother Zhan! Wait for the God of Plague!"
Tianjiu shouted loudly from a distance. But Nan Zhantian only paused for a moment before continuing to walk forward, walking a little faster, as if he didn't hear his shout at all.
Tianjiu was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, rushed to his Dantian, leaped forward, and after a moment of opportunity with a stick of incense, he finally caught up with Nan Zhantian.
"You're out!" Nan Zhantian didn't raise his head and kept walking with gritted teeth.
"Didn't she come out? Hehe, that little dragon is so sharp, I spent a lot of time to finally calm her down. Why, are you starting to feel sorry for your woman again?" Tianjiu smiled and glanced at Dongfang.
Qingqing.
"Settled? Brother Tian, will he kill her or do it?" Nan Zhantian narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of extremely rich sword energy suddenly burst out from his body.
"Ahem! Third aunt, wake up, don't sleep, I'm here to see you! Look how tired your man is!" Tianjiu looked shy and did not answer Nan Zhantian's question, but said to
Dongfang Qingqing shouted.
"Stop shouting, senior sister was seriously injured and she won't answer any of your questions for the time being!"
"Injured? What happened?" Tianjiu was shocked, and then he realized that Dongfang Qingqing's cheeks were flushed, but his dantian was in chaos.
"Alas, she was injured by the thunder dragon. When I found her, she had fallen on the edge of the cliff. She had been holding on for a long time. Most of the muscles and veins in her body were broken, and her life span was also severely depleted. The most important thing is that her
Nascent Soul has been extremely damaged and is continuing to collapse..." Nan Zhantian lamented.
"The Nascent Soul has collapsed? Then let her adjust her breath quickly! It's best to give her some spiritual energy, sleeping soundly like this is not an option!" Tianjiu's heart sank, and his face suddenly became solemn.
"She just called me, then fell unconscious and fell to the ground. Then she fell asleep like this. No matter what method I used, I couldn't wake her up. The spiritual energy that had been used for half an hour had no effect at all."
Tianjiu paused and shouted sternly: "You fool, stop here! You know that her Nascent Soul is collapsing, but you still keep climbing up. Aren't you going to kill her?!"
"What can we do if we don't climb up? Is there an exit below?" Nan Zhantian turned around, and Tianjiu realized that his eyes were bloodshot.
"Hurry up and put it down, let me take a look!" Tianjiu shouted without any doubt.
Nan Zhantian was stunned for a few breaths, and put down Dongfang Qingqing in doubt, his face changing: "Brother Tian, Zhantian knows that you have many ideas and full means. Can you help save Senior Sister Qingqing? As long as you can save her, you have to fight
You can do whatever you want!"
"Ahem! Dude, it seems you love her very much! Look, don't you dislike such an old woman at all?" Tianjiu hummed softly while using a ray of consciousness to examine Dongfang Qingqing's Dantian.
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"What an old woman! She is Zhan Tian's Taoist companion!" Nan Zhan Tian shouted.
Tianjiu checked a few breaths, frowned, and shook his head repeatedly: "Hey, Brother Zhan, your woman's situation is not good! I can only solve the problem of her lifespan being exhausted and her veins broken. As for the collapse of her Nascent Soul, I can't
Nothing can be done."
"Really? I can solve it one by one. Brother Tian, I'm sorry to bother you. Please save her!" Nan Zhantian pinched Tianjiu's arm.
"Hey! What are you excited about?! She is my third aunt, and I am more anxious than you!" Tianjiu waved away Nan Zhantian's big hand and rolled his eyes.
"Yes, yes! Brother Tian, please don't be offended! Zhan Tian is just too worried about senior sister's safety." Nan Zhantian's face turned pale and he hurriedly stood aside with his hands down.
Tianjiu took out three jade bottles, large, medium and small, and handed one of the medium-sized jade bottles to Nan Zhantian: "Idiot, I refined this bottle of holy water for your woman. Remember, you have to hold her well.
Put all your mind into her body and guide the holy water to melt and decompose."
"Holy water? What holy water? Why has Zhan Tian never heard of it?" Nan Zhantian held the jade bottle, glanced at it briefly, and asked blankly.
"Idiot! Holy water is holy water! What are you asking for so much about the treasure that can make your woman rejuvenate?! This holy water is my life, how can it be so easy?! I am only willing to give it to my wife to drink, if not for the sake of
She is my third aunt, and you are my brother, so I don't care about you!" Tianjiu grinned, pointed at Nan Zhantian and yelled.
Nan Zhantian shivered and hurriedly uncorked the bottle, about to pour it into Dongfang Qingqing's mouth.
"Wait! You have to feed her mouth to mouth and help her refine it one bite at a time. Remember, don't spill a drop. One drop is worth one year of life, which is very valuable!"
"Ah? Mouth to mouth?!" Nan Zhantian swallowed hard.
"Why, she is your woman. You two have been together for so long and you haven't played this little game, right?" Tianjiu snorted disdainfully.
"No...really not. Senior sister is noble when she is awake..."
"You idiot! This is to save your woman's life. You don't care whether she is noble or gorgeous! You can do it or not. If not, I will leave. If you die, don't say that I didn't save her!"
Nan Zhantian gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely: "Okay, Zhan Tian will do it."
After saying that, he took a small sip of the silver-red liquid in the jade bottle, and then pressed it against Dongfang's green jade mouth.
Tianjiu laughed in his heart, took out a wine bottle, Shi Shiran rolled to the three steps below, hummed a tune, drank to himself and opened a small drink. At the same time, he did not forget to shout loudly: "Idiot, take your time.
, don’t gobble it up, the effect is not good! After you have finished that bottle, there are two more bottles here. Remember, there is a time limit, otherwise, I will not be responsible for turning your woman into an old woman with white hair.
!”
Nan Zhantian was stunned for a moment, nodded, and continued to look at those red lips awkwardly...
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Two hours passed, and all the liquids in the three jade bottles were refined.
Nan Zhantian was sweating profusely, his face was as red as blood, and his big hands were shaking slightly. He licked his moist lips, glanced at someone sleeping soundly not far below, and breathed a sigh of relief.
He inadvertently glanced at the beauty in his arms, and suddenly his expression was dull, his eyes were wide open, and he was trembling in disbelief. In his arms, the old beauty with closed eyes quietly changed.
There is no trace of the white hair on his temples, and a head of green hair falls down on his chest like a waterfall. The wrinkles on his forehead have become smooth and smooth, and even the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes have been reduced by most. If you look closely, your jade face still seems to be white.
It was red. The little mouth that he had kissed countless times was also very red, giving him an endless temptation, and the darkness buried deep in his heart suddenly came to light.
"Brother Tian, Brother Tian! Come and see me!!" Nan Zhantian swallowed his saliva, smacked his lips a few times, and shouted excitedly.
"Ahem! What's the ghost number? Is your woman dead?" Tianjiu opened his eyes and hummed with sour teeth.
"No, senior sister, she...she...she has become more beautiful and younger!"
Tianjiu came over crookedly, smelling a little drunk, and glanced at Dongfang Qingqing: "Tch! Isn't it just that the hair is a little darker, the person is a little prettier, and the lips are a little sexy! She is your woman, you are happy, continue to nibble
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"No, Brother Tian, the three jade bottles have been refined. How to repair her tendons?" Nan Zhantian hurriedly grabbed Tianjiu's robe and asked with a smile.
"Oh, I forgot! There is also the problem of tendons! Take this!" Tianjiu said, wiped out a leaf and handed it to Nan Zhantian.
"What is this? How to do it?" Nan Zhantian asked in a low voice. Now he was completely in admiration for this plague god.
"Two methods, first, you put it into her body, and then practice together, everything will be solved."
"Ah?! Joint cultivation?! No, no, no! You must not do it!" Zhan Tian waved his hands repeatedly.
"Tch! It doesn't matter if it's not suitable for cultivation. Second, chew up these leaves and feed them to your woman bit by bit. While refining, you can massage her or something..."
"You want a massage...?" Nan Zhantian bared his teeth.
"You idiot! Why are you so unlucky? I care about you picking up girls, kissing you, and co-cultivation. Do you still want me to care about you having children and breastfeeding?!" Tianjiu yelled loudly, jumping to Nan.
Zhan Tian shouted fiercely.
"Okay, okay, okay! Zhan Tian knows it! Brother Tian, go drink, eat meat and sleep!" The corners of Nan Zhantian's mouth twitched, and he quickly took the leaves, put them in his mouth and started chewing...