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Chapter 4301 The Itchy Fatty

"However, I always feel that the evil star is a little weak and his breath is very unstable."

Hearing Elder Gao describe Qin Cheng as being so powerful, the monk said a little unconvinced.

"Yes, I feel the same way, but I didn't dare to say it. The man seemed to be hurt."

"If this treasure was snatched back from the Star Point Land, this guy might have been seriously injured. Otherwise, why didn't he take action this time instead of using poison?"

The monk's words immediately aroused the support of other cultivators. They were frightened by Qin Cheng before and were confused for a moment. Now that they recalled carefully, Qin Cheng's condition seemed to be a big problem.

"Elder Gao, you probably didn't feel it, right?" Xue Gao asked doubtfully.

Elder Gao's heart suddenly pounded.

I really don't feel it myself.

The psychological shadow left by Qin Cheng on him was too heavy, so when Qin Cheng suddenly appeared, he was the first to bear the brunt and was frightened. He really didn't notice the difference between this evil star and his cultivation.

It was only now that everyone was talking about it that he realized that Qin Cheng might have been in unstable condition before. He might have been seriously injured.

For a moment, Elder Gao regretted extremely.

What a missed opportunity. You had to be tougher then, maybe the treasure would be theirs.

Leave it to the leader when the time comes. He has also done a great job!

But now that I have given in, I definitely cannot admit this!

Otherwise, his prestige as an elder will be gone, and he will have no qualifications to command others.

"Fart, you can feel it, how could I not feel it!"

Elder Gao composed himself, then sneered and immediately refuted it.

"Then why did the elder let us give in without even trying?" Xue Gao asked doubtfully.

"This is because..."

Elder Gao also had his mind transformed and unleashed the potential of his brain.

"Hey, you people are too young." Elder Gao sighed.

"How do you know if this boy's so-called weakness is just disguised?"

"Pretending?"

"That's right. Have you forgotten that this guy was a monk before? What happened when he met us? There are so many of us, and he is no match for him alone."

"Since he can be weak in terms of cultivation, he can also be hidden in terms of aura."

"Why were we able to escape before? It was because we showed an honest and obedient attitude. But in the situation just now, in a dense forest that we were unfamiliar with, we were poisoned in advance. Of course, we have to be more obedient."

"What the elder means is to be conceited first, let the other party lower their guard, and then look for opportunities to attack, just like a poisonous snake?" Xue Gao's eyes suddenly lit up.

Many saints and monks were also excited.

"That's right!"

Elder Gao was stunned for a moment. He actually didn't expect this.

But then, he raised his head with a slight smile, showing that everything was calculated.

"Let's follow the evil star's instructions first, and at the same time quietly investigate this child's situation. If this child is really seriously injured, when the time is right, we will attack him in groups to recover the antidote and life soul. Isn't it simple?

If the breath of this evil star is unstable, it will not recover within a day or two."

"If his cultivation is at its peak, then we will continue to serve him carefully and steal his life."

"The elder is a talented person."

Although some monks still feel that Elder Gao's plan is too conservative, it is indeed safer and there is no room for doubt.

In the center of the deserted island, Qin Cheng did not know what the cultivators were saying.

All his mind was devoted to cultivation and recovery.

In the previous battle, the injuries were mainly in the meridians, bones, organs, flesh and blood.

Although this kind of injury is not fatal, once the recovery is not good, it can easily cause damage to the foundation.

The Dao foundation is the foundation of cultivation. Once hidden injuries are formed, it will be difficult to recover over time.

Especially after being injured, Qin Cheng has to practice for a period of time before using his spiritual energy to run away again, which means that the injury will continue to happen again.

Therefore, after Qincheng is now safe, every bit of damage to the body must be repaired bit by bit, just like the most delicate repairs. One part is completed and then moved on to the next part.

After all, the power of Taoism is one of his trump cards and must not be ambiguous.

Now, in addition to leaving a ray of spiritual thought to communicate with the black devil as a safety guarantee, even the distracted Qin Cheng has also used it, all of it is used in recovery.

In the medicine refining space, time passed slowly, and Qin Cheng's injuries were getting better little by little.

The Black Demon was not in the medicine refining space, but sitting cross-legged outside. While absorbing the sinister aura in Qiu Zuo's broken arm, regaining his strength, he scanned the surroundings vigilantly to observe possible dangers.

In the quiet environment, no one noticed that some special changes were taking place in Qin Cheng's consciousness.

Fatty woke up.

He yawned and stretched comfortably. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and felt that he had slept for a long, long time. It should have been more than a month.

However, this kind of sleep is very common for the growing Enlightenment Tree, so Pang Dun is not surprised.

Moreover, after I woke up this time, the bulging pain in my stomach caused by eating too much disappeared.

Instead, Fatty felt very itchy after waking up, especially the top of his head.

It's just like a wound on a human body healing and scarring, that itchy feeling like some new flesh and blood.

It seemed that he didn't wake up on his own initiative, but was woken up by the itch.

Shaking his head, Fatty felt vaguely that his body seemed to be undergoing some kind of change. It seemed that he shouldn't scratch it, but it was too itchy.

So, Fatty controlled the roots and raised them like arms to scratch the top of his head.

Then he discovered to his dismay that his chubby hands were too short.

There is a section of tree trunk above the head, and the trunk is where the itch is, and these small roots cannot scratch it at all.

"Master, it's itchy, help!"

Chubby jumped a few times childishly, as if he thought he could reach a higher position by jumping, completely ignoring that the top of his head would jump with him.

After several attempts without success, Pang Dun pitifully asked Qin Cheng for help.

However, although Qin Cheng was distracted and sat cross-legged in the sea of ​​consciousness, his consciousness was fully focused on recovering, so he closed his eyes and said nothing because he couldn't hear it at all.

Seeing that Qin Cheng didn't respond, Pang Dun turned around aggrievedly to look for the Talisman Demon and the Black Demon.

Then he realized dully that those two strange souls were gone?

What happened this month?

Why can't I find anyone who can help scratch my baby's itch?

Unable to ask for help, Pang Dun had no choice but to jump up and study other things in the sea. The wordless book looked square and square, which was perfect for scratching my itch.

As a result, Fatty bumped into it recklessly. The itch was gone, but it started to hurt.
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