Chiyang Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, with many villages scattered around it. Qingyang Village is located at the exit of the Tongtian Sea River flowing out of Chiyang Mountain.
The martial arts prevailed in Qingyang Village, and at the same time, the policy of men farming and women weaving was implemented, which not only hunted wild beasts in Chiyang Mountain, but also opened up wasteland.
At this moment, at the entrance of Qingyang Village, next to a small stream, which is a branch of the sea that reaches the sky, there is a woman sitting next to the washed stone.
The woman is fresh and graceful. Although she is wearing coarse linen clothes, her beauty cannot be concealed. She even surpasses many female warriors who have practiced for many years.
Once a woman enters the path of cultivation, and after practicing for a long time, a natural charm will appear in her body, so many female warriors have followers around them.
But there is no aura of spiritual power around this woman. She is just an ordinary person, but she also has the aura of a female warrior.
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The flow of the stream suddenly became much stronger, and a black object faintly rushed down from the main stream to the sky.
The woman was startled. When she stepped forward to take a look, her face immediately turned pale. It turned out to be a body.
The woman looked at the corpse with confusion. It was a man, probably only eighteen or nineteen years old. He was wearing a gray robe, but it had been soaked in blood and turned into another color. There were many wounds on his body that were deep enough to show the bones.
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What's even more strange is that the opponent is carrying a big sword on his back, which looks heavy at first glance, and he is also holding a long spear in his hand, which is even more formidable.
The woman looked at him curiously for a few more times and was about to run away. Then her heart moved and she thought that if the other person was not dead and just ignored him, she would have an uneasy conscience.
He stepped forward to try and found that the man still had breath, but it was very weak. His face glowed with vitality, and he took the man back to the village.
A month later, in the thatched house in Qingyang Village, Luo Chen looked ferocious and slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he felt was pain. His whole body ached, even inside his body. Then he was curious about where he was.
"Boy, are you awake?" The black dragon, the weapon spirit of the Demon Hunting and Killing God Spear, flew out and looked at Luo Chen with a smile.
"You are really lucky. You survived such a serious injury. You are really lucky."
Black Dragon's words made Luo Chen think about the increase in luck after breaking through the tenth level of Qi Condensation. Logically speaking, after suffering such a serious injury, unless the Soaring Warrior took action, he would definitely die, but Luo Chen survived.
Luo Chen checked his body, and his expression immediately changed. The Qi of the Fallen Angel was still there, there was no trace of spiritual power in the Dantian, all the internal organs were damaged, the Dantian was in pieces, and almost everything that could be destroyed was destroyed.
Luo Chen was sweating profusely, thinking of a terrible reality, and his forehead kept sweating. "My spiritual power, my power"
"Boy, please forgive me and accept the change! Although you have lost your cultivation, luckily you have saved your life." Black Dragon said calmly.
It took a long time for Luo Chen to accept this fact. "Without my cultivation, I cannot return to Luo Shen Sect. Even if I go back, I will be killed by the five major disciples."
In fact, there is no need for the five major disciples to take action. The Qianlong Bang disciples in the outer courtyard will cut him into thousands of pieces and will never let him live another day.
Since ancient times, no warrior has ever had a good death, let alone a warrior who has lost his cultivation.
"That woman is here!" Black Dragon glanced outside the house, and then got into the demon-hunting gun.
"Woman? What woman?" Just as Luo Chen was wondering, a woman entered the house. It was the woman who was by the stream before.
Looking at the woman, Luo Chen immediately understood that it was the other party who saved him. Otherwise, he would still be floating in the sea, or he would be found by Jian Tianyi and others, and beheaded to vent his anger.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for saving me. Luo Chen will be rewarded in the future." Luo Chen struggled to get up, but there were too many wounds on his body, and the pain was unbearable if he moved even a little.
"Fellow Taoist?" The woman was stunned and didn't know what Luo Chen was talking about. When she saw Luo Chen was about to get up, she quickly stepped forward to support him.
"You're seriously injured now, so it's best not to move around."
Luo Chen had no choice but to lie back. "You still don't know the Taoist friend's name?"
"My name is Fu Ronger, and this is Qingyang Village, but what is a 'fellow Taoist'?" Fu Ronger looked at Luo Chen with wide eyes.
Luo Chen secretly scolded himself for talking too much. The other person was obviously not a warrior, but just an ordinary person.
"Miss Fu!" Luo Chen handed over again, and came to Chiyang Mountain again. He had learned about the surrounding villages, including Qingyang Village, which was not too far from Luo Shen Sect. If he regained his strength, he could arrive there in three or two days.
"Just call me Ronger, you are so strange." Fu Ronger was very curious about Luo Chen and put down the meat porridge in her hand.
"Drink this, it will help you recover from your injuries."
Fu Ronger put down the meat porridge and left, leaving Luo Chen alone in the house.
Glancing at the meat porridge beside him, Luo Chen shook his head. His injuries were caused by the cicada warrior. He suffered from deficiency of Qi and blood, coupled with internal injuries. Worldly food that can replenish Qi and restore vitality will not have any effect on him unless he takes it.
Panacea, elixir. But now he has no spiritual power in his body and cannot open the storage bag.
Although injuries cannot be repaired, worldly things can still restore strength. Qi-condensing warriors generally retain many worldly habits, such as eating, but it is different after becoming a cicada warrior. Cicada warriors absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and do not need to eat.
Worldly food.
After drinking the meat porridge, Luo Chen regained some strength. He endured the pain and got out of bed. Then he found that except for a bed made of mud and gravel, there were no more than three items in the entire wooden house.
Luo Chen suddenly thought of the meat porridge he just drank. With his family background, where he could not even find a grain of rice, how could he get a bowl of meat porridge.
"This is the case for secular people, but as warriors who dominate the secular world, every flaw must be repaid. They fight for elixirs and spells to bleed their scalps. They only have their own interests in mind." Luo Chen shook his head secretly and left the wooden house.
Qingyang Village is much smaller than Yangjia Village, with fifty or sixty thatched houses and wooden houses, and a population of over 200.
Luo Chen walked in the village for a long time, but could not find Fu Ronger. Instead, he saw many villagers in Qingyang Village. These people, regardless of gender, looked at him as if they were looking at monsters.
"Is this the man Rongrong rescued? He's quite handsome!"
"What's the use of being handsome? Look at his skinny arms and legs, and his hands that can't tie a chicken. How can he plow the fields or hunt?" A burly man snorted coldly, looking down on Luo Chen's pretty face.
"I heard that Rongrong used all the medicinal materials stored at home on the other party, but it had no effect at all, and a lot of money was wasted." An old woman said.
"Rongrong is a lonely child. Her parents died long ago. She is barely surviving alone. Now it's even worse." Someone sighed.