"Just penetrate the spiritual power into the body. As for treatment, it depends on the situation."
There is a certain risk when foreign spiritual energy enters the body. If the caster has good intentions, the recipient will definitely be injured.
Shang Xun cannot completely guarantee that Ji Xing will not be detrimental to Tong Yan.
"Is there no other way?"
"Not really, it's just that it's the most intuitive and can more accurately determine the extent of the injury."
"She suffered all external injuries, so there is no need for spiritual examination." Shang Xun thought for a moment and said.
"The poor monk can only be offended and just check her hands."
Seeing that Shang Xun didn't say anything anymore, Ji Xing pulled the quilt covering Tong Yan a little below his shoulders and took out his two arms.
Her right hand was bandaged to around the elbow, and her left hand was bandaged starting from the shoulder.
A faint golden light emitted from the palm of Jingxing's hand and slowly moved up his arm. Tong Yan felt that the place where the Buddha's light shined was slightly warm and slightly itchy.
After checking his right hand, Jing Xing's complexion remained normal, but when he checked his left hand, his complexion was slightly frozen.
"The injury on your left hand almost hurts the muscles and veins. If it had been any deeper, it would probably have caused it to become disabled."
Moreover, because the palm of her hand had grasped a sharp blade, it was very likely that the fingers could not be saved based on the strength of the arm, but the strange thing was that her injuries were only skin injuries, not bones.
I don't know if it's just good luck or there are other reasons.
Ji Xing then cast a spell to treat the wound. Although it was not cured instantly, it could at least allow the wound to heal better.
At this time, there were several footsteps in the corridor, and the pace was a little hasty, which revealed the urgency of the visitor.
As soon as Rong Yaoling entered the door, she called out, "Little nephew."
Behind her were He Lanzhou and Shen Zhuangheng.
The three of them saw that Ji Xing seemed to be treating Tong Yan, so they did not disturb him. Rong Yaoling asked Shang Xun who was standing aside, "Brother, how is the little nephew's condition?"
Shang Xun: "It's nothing serious. He will recover soon after taking good care of himself."
She suddenly slammed the table angrily and cursed as she sat down: "Those scumbags in the God-killing Hall know how to kill this and harm that all day long. When I advance to become a god, I will destroy their lair!"
Shang Xun looked at her, but he didn't say anything to hurt her.
Based on the speed of her cultivation, it would take at least five hundred years to advance to the level of divine transformation. This does not include being stuck in a certain realm and unable to advance.
Rong Yaoling also knew in her heart that it would be very difficult for her to cultivate to become a god, but that didn't stop her from speaking harshly in anger.
After a while, Shang Xun said calmly, "I'm afraid I can't handle them as a god."
Rong Yaoling frowned when she heard this, "I heard that there is also a god-transformation monk in their hometown. Could this news be true?"
“It’s not completely certain yet, but it’s definitely not groundless.”
While they were talking, Shen Zhuangheng came to the bedside. When he saw Ji Xing retracting his hand, he asked, "Master Ji Xing, how is she doing?"
"No muscles or bones have been injured, just take good care of yourself." Ji Xing stood up and moved out of the way.
Shen Zhuangheng sat by the bed and asked Tong Yan: "What happened? I didn't know you were seriously injured until I saw my senior brother and the others on the road. Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing?"
Tong Yan said: "I just woke up today."
The two arms were bandaged very well, but the faint blood stains were already very shocking.
"They say it's a personal enmity between you and others, and they say it's murder. What's going on?"
Rong Yaoling and the others also knew little about the specific matter, so Shen Zhuangheng came with them and had no way of knowing the inside story.
Tong Yan was not sure whether this was a personal grudge or not. He frowned and said thoughtfully, "I killed someone from their sect before, saying he was their senior brother. This is considered a personal grudge. However, this time, the God-killing Hall wants to The person who killed me seemed a little different from the one last time."
Rong Yaoling came over and said, "What a different approach? This is not the first time they have targeted you. There must be a reason."
Shang Xun analyzed: "To be called a senior by Zhao Xianji's disciples, the identity of the deceased must not be simple. From this point of view, it is very likely that she is on the hunting list."
The hunting list is a hunting order with a reward within the sect. If a monk is on this list, he will be hunted by the entire sect until death.
"Then they will definitely not give up easily." Shen Zhuangheng said worriedly.
Now it is safe due to the formation of the residence and the protection of the Yuanying monks, but in the future she will definitely face many crises when she goes out for training.
The atmosphere seemed to have become a little dull. Shang Xun paused and said, "After I return this time, I will make a small promise before leaving the sect."
Foundation building is just the stage for monks to lay the foundation. If their ability to protect themselves is too weak, they will die prematurely. Only by successfully forming the golden elixir can one truly enter the path.
Tong Yan is now at the peak of the late stage of foundation building, and is only one step away from forming a core. Shang Xun's words are not only worried about her being weak when she goes out, but also take into account the progress of her cultivation.
Although staying in the sect seems to be afraid of them, for the sake of life safety, forming a pill before going out is currently the best way.
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On the second day, the Tao Discussion Competition, which is the most valuable and the most watched in the world of cultivation, officially kicked off at Si Shizheng.
In the four corners of the city, including the southeast, northwest and southeast, the streets were deserted due to the competition. From the nearby buildings, the shouts of the crowd could even be clearly heard.
Although the wound is healing quickly, there is still a long way to go before I can get out of bed. I cannot go to the event without being tortured by the sound of the game.
Tong Yan just wanted to express, is this something humans do?
Fortunately, at least she was not left alone in the room.
She said to another person in the room: "Master, why don't you go to the game."
Shang Xun was reading an unknown book. After hearing Tong Yan's voice, he said without raising his head, "I participated in the last competition as a teacher. There is nothing to be curious about."
"Where did the master get that year?"
Shang Xun stopped turning the book and said slowly, "At least I'm not lying in bed like you and can't even participate in the competition."
Master, don't worry so much.
The expression on Tong Yan's face was embarrassing, and then he said, "Not number one?"
Shang Xun did not respond.
She added: "Second place?"
"The third one with hatred?"
The jokes one after another made Shang Xun's face darken a little. He threw the book on the table, got up and walked over.
A deep voice said: "You are too idle, aren't you."
Tong Yan smiled at him timidly and said, "Master, how about you be a projection of the competition and find something for me to do, so I can't bother you anymore."
Shang Xun raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at her with unclear meaning and said, "Do you want to watch the game, or do you want to find something to do?"
Tong Yan felt that there was a trap in what he said, but he didn't know where the trap was.
Then he said tentatively, "Watch the game."
"How about we go see the scene and tell Zhao Xianji and the others that you can still come out alive and kicking."
"I won't go out to watch, I'll just watch in the house." Tong Yan shook his head hurriedly.
"I don't know how to use the projection formation as a master." Shang Xun then took out a classic book and said leisurely, "Since you have nothing to do, why not memorize this book of magic? The more spells you learn, the more you can use to fight against the enemy.
method."
Tong Yan: Although you are right, I always feel that you are avenging a private vendetta.
Regardless of whether she agreed or not, the code, which was as thick as the Xinhua Dictionary, automatically floated above her line of sight, forcing her to read the content.
It can also turn pages by itself, which is really smart:)
She is very free, but that doesn't mean she wants to be forced to study!!