The diameter of this large pit is four to five hundred feet. The stones inside are broken like spider webs, and there are strong spiritual energy fluctuations overflowing.
And in the center of this big pit, in the center of the spider web, there was a black thing, which looked like the corpse of a person or a beast.
Han Jiulin stood at the edge of the pit, frowning and pondering for a moment, and finally decided to jump in. Stepping on the gravel, he walked step by step to the corpse, stretched out his fingers, and touched the tip of the corpse's nose.
"He's not breathing. It looks like he's dead."
Han Jiulin took his hand back, stood up, and planned to turn around and leave.
"Chi!"
Suddenly, the corpse shattered into pieces, and a withered and old hand stretched out from it, with green will-o'-the-wisps still burning on its fingers.
Han Jiulin's brows twitched, he took a step back and stared in surprise.
As the hand stretched out, an old man in black crawled out of the corpse.
He fell to the ground, his breath was weak, his body was severely injured, his spine was completely shattered, and a large piece of his skull was broken, which was somewhat collapsed and deformed.
"Help, save me..."
After saying these two words with difficulty, the old man in black became motionless.
Han Jiulin stared at the old man in black, and could clearly feel that there was a strong evil aura in his body. He hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he should rescue him or not.
At this time, he was 100% sure that the old man in black should be Mu Yangqiu from the Blood Moon Palace.
The night before yesterday, Mu Yangqiu was struck from the air by Meng Haoran's shocking palm. When he fell, he sent out a spiritual thought that reached the ears of Han Jiulin, who was also on Beiman Mountain at the time, asking Han Jiulin to save him.
In the past two days, this voice has never left even if he left Beiman Mountain. It is for this reason that Han Jiulin was disturbed by this voice and could not practice well, so he chose to come to Beiman Mountain to explore.
after all.
"If I want to take Qin Linxi away, I will inevitably have a conflict with Meng Haoran. This Mu Yangqiu is Meng Haoran's enemy, and he might be a big help to me in saving Qin Linxi."
After pondering for a moment, Han Jiulin's eyes became firmer and he chose to save Mu Yangqiu!
Immediately, he carried Mu Yangqiu on his back, quickly left the pit and disappeared into the jungle.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
However, not long after Han Jiulin left, three figures flew out of the jungle and landed next to the big pit.
These three people are young and wearing red armor. The leader of them is a woman. She is tall and handsome. She has a spear as thick as a bowl in her hand and exudes a heroic appearance. She is Qin Linxi!
"Mu Yangqiu is the head of the four ministers of the Blood Moon Palace, but he is still vulnerable to our Marquis. It seems that the Marquis's cultivation is far more advanced than we imagined."
One of the three, a man in his twenties, stared at the dark corpse in the pit and said coldly.
Qin Linxi's eyes also flashed with a hint of admiration, and she said slowly: "Master Hou is the youngest powerful person in the history of the Canglan Empire to be crowned king. Naturally, it is not for us to speculate, eh?
wrong!"
While Qin Linxi was speaking, her face suddenly changed slightly, and her beautiful eyes suddenly shot out two one-meter-long white streaks. The pupils flashed with colorful colors, and she used strange magical powers to stare at the dark corpse in the center of the pit.
After that, she stepped heavily with her feet, as fast as thunder, jumped into the big pit, and came to the side of the corpse. Her expression suddenly changed, and she used her whole body to cultivate the spear as thick as a bowl in front of her.
He looked warily at the surrounding jungle, as if facing a formidable enemy.
One of the male companions frowned and asked, "Meng Yuqing, what's wrong?"
Qin Linxi replied in a deep voice: "Mu Yangqiu used the magical power of 'Escape from the Yin Corpse', and even the Marquis's mental perception was deceived by him.
Now this corpse is just a shell, and his true body has escaped!"
The other two men also became cautious after hearing this and began to be on guard.
One of them said: "Now, what should we do?"
Qin Linxi pondered for a moment and said calmly: "Wu Yuanlong, go back immediately and report this matter to the Marquis.
Mao Yi, please contact the Green Armor Battalion and ask them to send five thousand sergeants into Beiman Mountain to collect the treasure. Mu Yangqiu was seriously injured and cannot escape, so he might hide in Beiman Mountain to recuperate."
Wu Yuanlong and Mao Yi both knew how serious this matter was, so they both took orders and left quickly.
"Mu Yangqiu, a big devil, actually escaped death at the hands of the Marquis. He was seriously injured this time and survived, so he is in big trouble.
Once a master of his level takes revenge, I'm afraid the entire imperial city will fall into turmoil."
Qin Linxi sighed as she listened to the corpse.
Suddenly she raised her eyebrows and let out another light sigh.
Gein, she suddenly discovered that there were two rows of brand new footprints on the ground!
Could there be someone else who had been here before the three of them?
When Han Jiulin returned to Yuxiang Manor with Mu Yangqiu on his back, it was already dawn the next day.
Mu Yangqiu is from the Blood Moon Palace and is hostile to the imperial court. If anyone knew that he brought Mu Yangqiu back, it would definitely cause an uproar. Therefore, Han Jiulin used the Hidden Breathing Technique along the way. To be on the safe side, he also
Instead of returning from the main entrance of the manor, he went to the back garden, climbed over the wall and jumped in.
Mu Yangqiu was now seriously injured and fell into a state of suspended animation. His six senses were closed. Even though he had advanced cultivation, it was impossible for him to heal his own injuries.
Han Jiulin placed Mu Yangqiu in the pavilion in the back garden, then found Yu Ziqi, and ordered him to prepare a series of tools and equipment for surgical rescue.
Han Jiulin first used nail locks to nail Mu Yangqiu's broken spine again and imprison him.
After that, they used silk thread to suture the wounds on his body.
Yu Ziqi stood aside and kept handing various tools to Han Jiulin. He watched Han Jiulin cut open Mu Yangqiu's skin and flesh with a knife, nail the bones with nails, sew the flesh and blood with needles and threads, and even a piece of it collapsed and shattered.
The skull is fixed and sutured in this way.
This scene was very bloody for Yu Ziqi. It made her stomach churn, she vomited several times, and almost fainted.
Finally, Han Jiulin wrapped Mu Yangqiu's entire body in white cloth, making it airtight, like a mummy.
Yu Ziqi's face turned pale, and her fair forehead was covered with beads of sweat. When she saw this, she asked with fear: "Master, are you done?"
Han Jiulin asked Yu Ziqi to fetch a basin of hot water, wash his hands, and replied: "The operation has been completed, and the rest depends on his own destiny."
After thinking for a while, he took out a Body Tempering Pill and a Yuan Yang Pill from his arms, rubbed the two pills into powder, mixed them into a small glass of water, opened Mu Yangqiu's mouth, and forcefully poured them into him.
Got in.
Yu Ziqi stood aside and asked in a low voice: "Master, how can this person survive after being injured like this?"
Han Jiulin raised his eyes slightly and replied: "If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be dead.
However, this man is a strong man, and his body is many times stronger than that of ordinary people. As long as his will is strong enough, it is possible for him to survive, and as long as he can survive, recovery is just around the corner."