Tianwei Chapter 262: Treatment (2)
Grandpa Shi looked at me, sighed, and hugged me, pressing his hand gently on my head. Just like when I was a child, he would always protect me when I did something wrong.
Whose is this? Grandpa Shi looked at the pile of minced meat behind him.
Those disgusting things belonged to the Golden Wing Corpse. But under the crazy attack of Master Jiao, it had turned into minced meat.
The last golden-winged corpse in the Walking Corpse Vein disappeared from the world.
No one responded to Grandpa Shi's question, and everyone was silent.
Liao Xianer returned to Old Liao's side and looked over here in silence and caution. Being with Grandpa Shi, my heart calmed down a lot and I regained some rationality.
I pointed at Yuwen Ying and shouted: It was him! It was him who killed the Taoist priest! It was him...
Yuwenying's face was very ugly. He quickly bowed to Mr. Liao and shouted: Mr. Liao...
He only uttered these two words, and then he and the people behind him disappeared, and a faint blood mist dissipated with the wind.
Grandpa Shi withdrew his right hand that was tapping the air. Liao Xianer felt as if she was facing a great enemy. The black light on her body emitted an oppressive pressure like the scorching sun.
However, Grandpa Shi did not look at her or at Old Liao. He glanced around and frowned even more when he saw the Taoist's body.
He looked down at me and sighed. I watched the blood mist completely disappear, and my arms around Mr. Jiao tightened, then I looked at Mr. Liao again.
Grandpa Shi, help me kill them! I want to kill them! I shouted loudly.
Old Liao took a step back, while Liao Xian'er took a step forward. The black light around her became brighter, almost completely covering the two of them.
Grandpa Shi frowned and asked me: What's going on here?
There are so many things involved here that I don't have the energy to explain them clearly. I just shouted angrily: Kill them! It's all their fault!
God bless you! Grandpa Shi shouted: Stand up! What a mess!
I was stunned for a moment, watching Grandpa Shi scolding me with a stern face, and the hatred and grievance in my heart suddenly burst out again. However, before I could do anything, Grandpa Shi suddenly came over and kicked me.
Stand up! Your grandfather has never cried like you. Your last name is Yang, not Ni! It’s no big deal. Why are you acting like a woman here? Grandpa Shi continued to scold.
He rarely treats me this harshly, at least this is the first time.
Grandpa Shi and my grandfather are brothers without blood relationship, but he is no different from my own grandfather to me. Being scolded by such an elder, even if I feel wronged, I can only stand up straight.
Stand still! He shouted: What's going on? Explain it clearly!
Old man, you...
I didn't ask you to speak. Grandpa Shi glanced at Mr. Liao, and his cold tone made the latter stunned, and his face began to become completely gloomy.
However, Grandpa Shi didn't care about Mr. Liao's expression at all. He just looked at me, as if waiting for my answer.
I know that he is determined to figure these things out. If he doesn't explain them clearly, he might just walk away or not do anything about it.
I know that Grandpa Shi has a very powerful background. If he is willing to help me, maybe...
This gave me a glimmer of hope, so I wiped the blood off my face and was about to speak, but I felt a sharp pain in my waist. Just as I was about to lower my head, I heard Grandpa Shi say: What are you looking at? Speak!
I immediately covered my waist with one hand, not daring to look down at the injury. I organized my thoughts a little, and then quickly told everyone everything that happened from the appearance of "Yang Fu" to our trip to Zhonghuang Mountain and then to entering Kunlun Space.
During this period, the pain from the wound on my waist almost made me faint. I felt that all my clothes were soaked by sweat again and again, and the dripping sweat almost formed a river.
After listening to this, Grandpa Shi stood there without saying anything, as if he was thinking about something.
I didn't dare to speak, nor did I dare to ask, I didn't even dare to cry out in pain. I could only stand there in a cold sweat.
After a while, Grandpa Shi looked at me and asked: How much Taoist power do you have left?
Ah? I looked at him in astonishment. Grandpa Shi glanced at the old Taoist's corpse and said : There are many elixirs for the Five Elements Meridian. If you want to save the girl, you have to open his sleeves. Even if it is you, I have only sealed your wound, but without the treatment of elixirs, you can't hold on for long.
The world in his sleeves... I was stunned and said subconsciously: That's his, how can I open it?
What a… Grandpa Shi came over and slapped me on the head, saying: You have learned the Eight Ropeways, but you can’t open a dead man’s sleeve? Go!
I came to my senses, ignoring the burning pain in my head, and hurried to the Taoist priest's side. Seeing the Taoist priest dying with his eyes open, my heart ached and I couldn't help crying again.
Grandpa Shi was shouting over there: Hurry up, if it’s any later, she will be beyond saving.
Hearing this, I dared not delay any longer. I quickly pointed at the old Taoist's sleeve with my trembling hands and chanted: Chengtian! Open!
The little Taoist power left in his body flowed out from his hands, and I heard a "pop" sound beside my ears, as if something was opened. Then, the old Taoist shook his sleeves a few times, but to my surprise, nothing rolled out from them.
What's going on? I couldn't help but look back at Grandpa Shi.
You just open his Qiankun bag and reach in to take it yourself.
Hearing Grandpa Shi say this, I quickly squatted down. When I touched the Taoist's sleeve, my heart and hands were constantly trembling, and tears were circling in my eyes, and I couldn't help but let them fall.
I am too incompetent!
I put my hand into the old Taoist's sleeve, and it felt like I had entered a strange door. It was cold and spacious inside. I groped around and touched many things. I took them out one by one, including books, bottles, and antiques, most of which were not what I wanted.
From what Grandpa Shi said, it seemed that the little beauty could still be saved. This made me extremely anxious, and I couldn't help but put my hands into my sleeves to take something out.
Soon, the ground was filled with them, but there were very few pills.
After rummaging for a while, I finally had three more things in my hand. Two gray pills, which came from the treasure house of the Qinling Emperor Vein, and were said to be elixirs. After reading the Book of Life and Death , the old Taoist separated them and wanted to give me half of them for safekeeping, but I didn't want them. But now... looking at the cold corpse of the old Taoist, I felt extremely regretful. If I had taken them down and given them to him in time, maybe he could still survive?
In addition to the two halves of the elixir, there was also a wooden box. This box looked very familiar, and after opening it, it really contained the secret book of the Five Elements Meridian and a green elixir.
Wood Spirit Pill! The treasure of the Five Elements Meridian, there is only one in the world.
I held the three treasures in my hands, grabbed a handful of other pills of unknown effect, and ran quickly to Grandpa Shi.
Which to use...
Grandpa Shi didn't wait for me to finish asking, he grabbed the Wood Spirit Pill, turned around and crushed it into powder, and waved his hand. The powder of the Wood Spirit Pill turned into green light spots and floated towards the little beauty.
Then, Grandpa Shi picked up the elixir and asked with some confusion: Where did this thing come from?
What I got from the Heavenly Emperor's treasure house in the Qinling Emperor's vein is the elixir! Can this be used to revive the old Taoist? Can it be? I stared at Grandpa Shi with hope.
Grandpa Shi did not answer. He looked at the elixir, frowned, and whispered to himself: The Emperor's Treasury...
Grandpa Shi! I didn't have time for him to think, so I asked again: This is a magic pill, can it save me?
It's hard to say, he's dead. Grandpa Shi said, but his words gave me hope. Before I could ask him more, Grandpa Shi asked again in confusion: How could it be split into two halves? Shouldn't it be a complete one?
I told the Taoist priest about the agreement I made with him when we entered the Heavenly Emperor's treasury, and Grandpa Shi nodded in understanding: So that's how it is, which means that you have half of it.
I nodded quickly. Grandpa Shi looked at Grandpa Jiao, who was curled up in pain on the ground. After looking him up and down for a while, he said: This little guy seems a little strange. His dragon bones were broken, and some force seems to be constantly eroding his body. I want to cure him...
Grandpa Shi glanced at the pill in my hand and finally said: We can only rely on this elixir.
After a moment of pause and some hesitation, I asked again: Do you want the whole one?
That's not necessary. Grandpa Shi shook his head: Half of the elixir, plus my blood.
Your blood... I was slightly startled, and then I remembered Grandpa Shi's identity. He is one of the nine sons of the dragon, and has the blood of a true dragon. Half of the elixir plus his blood is indeed enough.
Then there is only half a pill left, can the Taoist priest be saved? I asked again.
Whether it was one or half a pill, it was hard to say. For the dead, the efficacy of the elixir was not the most important. Grandpa Shi said: Besides, you have half of this thing, and you have used it all, you...
I don't need it, as long as I can save them!
Grandpa Shi looked at me, and after a while, he smiled, nodded and said: You are still like the child of the Yang family, with the same temper as your grandfather.
Then, he bent down, crushed the elixir into powder and slapped it on Mr. Jiao's body. Then he gently stroked his arm with his fingers, and a few wisps of white smoke floated out of his arm. Grandpa Shi grabbed the wisps of smoke, bent his waist deeper, and then probed into Mr. Jiao's wound.
What does it feel like to have a hand stuck into your flesh?
There will only be pain, immense pain!
Grandpa Jiao opened his mouth and screamed in pain again. Grandpa Shi patted his body with his left hand and scolded in a low voice: Why are you screaming? Bear it, I will connect your dragon bone to make you better.
Although I didn't know why Grandpa Shi's blood would be white smoke, I held my breath and even wanted to stop my heartbeat for fear of disturbing him.
The dragon opened its mouth in pain, and a stream of bloody breath gushed out of its mouth. I don't know if it was because of the pain or because of the serious internal injuries, but I saw that its mouth was full of blood foam.
It’s okay, it’ll be fine soon, be obedient… I quickly squatted down, and even though the wound was pulled so hard that my eyes went dark and I almost fell to the ground, I still held its head, which was bigger than a water tank, tightly and comforted it in a soft voice.
