Hai Long knew that if he pulled out the stone now, he would be afraid that the little clever spirit would die immediately. In desperation, he had no choice but to carefully hold the little clever spirit in his arms and fly towards Moyunping as fast as possible. He gave full play to his anxiety.

It has exceeded its own potential. When Hailong rushed back to Moyunping, the little clever was already out of breath. The ups and downs of his chest were also much weaker. Its vitality was disappearing little by little. As soon as Hailong arrived at Moyunping, he saw that he was in the room.

Ling Yuzi, who was stretching his muscles in front of him, seemed to have met his savior. Hai Long cried out, "Master Eleven, please save it, please save it."

Ling Yuzi had just entered the late stage of Tengyun today and felt extremely happy. Suddenly he heard Hai Long's cry for help and was startled. He rushed to meet him. When he saw that the injured person was not Hai Long, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What's going on?"

Already?"

Hai Long choked up and said, "Little Smart and I were playing, but I accidentally knocked him off the tree and he was injured by the rocks on the ground. He is my only friend here. You can't let him."

He’s dead!”

Cultivation must first cultivate the heart. Every authentic cultivator has a philanthropic heart. Without any hesitation, Ling Yuzi hurriedly pressed the magic weapon. A ball of cyan light lit up from his fingertips. The light flashed into the little clever chest.

Inside, this is the most common vitality spell. The shining light of Zhongxiao Smart's wound finally stopped bleeding, but its breathing has become weak and limp in Hai Long's arms.

"How's it going? Can Master Eleven be saved?" Hai Long asked anxiously.

Ling Yuzi sighed softly and said, "It's difficult. Your monkey friend's injury is too serious and he lost too much blood. I'm afraid..."

Hai Long's whole body was shaken and his face suddenly turned pale. He never thought that his unintentional mistake would actually kill Xiao Jiling. His body was trembling slightly and he murmured, "Is there really no other way? Master Eleven, aren't you?

Do you have profound magic skills? Can’t you save it?”

Ling Yuzi sighed softly and said, "Hailong, it's not that I don't want to save it. It's really that its injury is too serious. Only treasures like fairy grass can save people from death. Flesh and bones, but these fairy grasses are hard to come by. Although

We also planted a lot of them on Moyun Ping, but they are not very old and have no effect at all. The last three drops of condensation liquid were also given to Lingmu and the others. The other mature fairy grasses were collected by your master."

Hai Long said anxiously, "Then let's go find the master now! Ask him to save the little clever one."

Ling Yuzi shook his head and said, "Your master is sitting on the top of the Death Pass. Now there are strong restrictions. Unless he comes out on his own, none of us can enter."

Hai Long's eyes suddenly lit up as if he had thought of something, and he murmured, "Yes, yes. The purple zhi that Master Eleven and Uncle Lingmuzi brought last time is still there! Let's use purple zhi. Last time Master Lingmuzi

Didn’t uncle say that Zizhi has very good effects?”

Ling Yuzi frowned in embarrassment. Although his status in Moyun Peak was not much higher than that of Hailong, he was not in charge of this kind of fairy grass. He looked at the little clever spirit who was about to die and gritted his teeth. Ling Yuzi clasped his hands together and said, "Master.

! It is said that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Although this is just a little monkey, it is also a life. I hope the master will not blame it." His face turned serious and he said to Hai Long, "Hurry up and follow me with it in your arms."

Hai Long was so happy that he didn't even bother to thank Ling Yuzi, who had just hugged Little Ji Ling and followed him toward the back mountain. After turning a corner and passing through a small forest, Ling Yuzi stopped in front of a small hill.

Hai Long was worried about Xiao Ji Ling's injury and was about to ask when he saw a faint blue light rising around Ling Yuzi's body.

"The infinite universe of heaven and earth is realized through the movement of the mind of the Dharma." A strange magic spell floated out from his hand and was printed in the center of the soil slope in front of him. The soil slope shook slightly, as if there was an earthquake.

Yuzi explained to Hai Long, "This is where we store ordinary elixirs. You wait here for me to go in and take out the purple zhi." As he spoke, a gap opened in the center of the slope and Ling Yuzi floated in.

Hai Long looked down at the little Ji Ling in his arms and said softly, "Little Ji Ling, you have to hold on! With Zizhi, you will be saved. We will have to play in the orchard in the future, and you will have to eat sweet big peaches!"

As long as you get better, I promise that I won’t hit you with stones in the future, and you can still hit me with peaches, okay?”

As if hearing Hai Long's voice, Little Smart's body twitched slightly.

Hai Long was overjoyed because he knew that at least Little Smart was still alive.

Ling Yuzi quickly walked out and held in his hand the same wooden box that Ling Muzi had brought. He then restrained the alchemy room again. Ling Yuzi signaled Hai Long to put the little clever on the ground.

Under Hai Long's anxious gaze, Ling Yuzi opened the wooden box. Before he could see the appearance of Zizhi, Hai Long smelled a fragrant and refreshing fragrance that immediately lifted his spirits.

It was a purple Ganoderma lucidum shaped like a big mushroom. Hailong had also seen the purple Ganoderma lucidum before, but this was the first time. The most peculiar thing is that there are five golden lines on this purple ganoderma. The lines are very clear and uniform. You can tell at a glance.

Not an ordinary product.

Ling Yuzi carefully took out Zizhi and said in a deep voice, "You hold down its body and don't let it move. I have to take out the stone first."

Hai Long nodded and carefully held down Little Smart's hands and feet.

Ling Yuzi took a deep breath, held the end of the sharp stone, and pulled the stone out with a soft drink. Because he had previously used a vitality spell to seal Little Jingling's bloodline, no blood sprayed out when he pulled out the stone. Little Jingling twitched violently.

The gray eyes turned into a dead black. Hai Long quickly pressed down its hands and feet to prevent him from moving at all.

Without any hesitation, Ling Yuzi tore open the Zizhizhi in his hand. Immediately, a few drops of milky white juice flowed down, and under Ling Yuzi's deliberate control, it dripped into the terrible wound of the little Ji Ling.

Ling Yuzi gently squeezed the purple mushroom to let more lotion flow out. When the fifth-grade purple mushroom completely shriveled, he stuffed it into little Jingling's mouth.

The fifth-grade Zizhi is worthy of being regarded as fairy grass. Under the influence of the white lotion, the huge wound of Little Jiling healed quickly, and the pink-white tender flesh continued to grow and repair its body. Little Jiling's twitching gradually disappeared, only slight pain in his hands and feet.

Trembling, Ling Yuzi poured mana into his voice and said in a deep voice, "Swallow the purple zhi in your mouth, little one."

As if after hearing Ling Yuzi's words, Little Smart's throat began to gradually squirm.

Ling Yuzi grabbed one of Xiao Jiling's monkey paws and kept asking about its physical condition. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, this little guy has saved his life. Hai Long, you should just hold it like this until the effect of Zizhi's medicine is complete."

If you exert it, it will return to normal.”

Hai Long rubbed his shoulder against the tears on his face and said with a smile, "Master Eleven, thank you."

Ling Yuzi shook his head helplessly and said, "Why are you thanking me for letting me be your master? What's more, saving lives and healing the wounded is only good for us cultivators. When the fourth brother asks him later, I have to explain to him, but we are here to save people."

Senior brother probably won't say anything more."

Little Smart's recovery speed was astonishing. Half an hour later, the penetrating wounds on his chest and back had completely healed, and even a few monkey hairs had grown on the new tender flesh. His gray eyes turned red again.

As it was spinning around, it was a blessing in disguise. The fifth-grade purple mushroom not only healed its injuries, but also completely changed its physique, turning it from an ordinary monkey body into a spirit body.

After a long while, Ling Yuzi carefully determined the little clever's status and nodded to Hai Long and said, "Okay."

Hai Long then let go of his hands and hugged the little Smart who was about to jump up. "You little thing really scared me to death. It's great that you don't have to die. It's great."

Little Clever blinked and patted Hai Long's head with his tiny monkey paw.

Hai Long wiped away the tears on his face and said, "Go home quickly and come to the orchard to play with me tomorrow."

Little Smart nodded as if he understood, jumped down from Hai Long's arms, looked at Ling Yuzi and then at Hai Long before jumping away. When it ran to a place where it was almost out of sight, it suddenly stopped.

The lower body turned back and took a deep look at Hai Long. Hai Long waved his hand at it and then disappeared into the forest.

With a long sigh, Hai Long sat down on the ground and patted his chest. Only now did he realize that the clothes on his body were soaked with sweat.

Ling Yuzi sat next to him and smiled and said, "Hai Long didn't expect you to be so soft-hearted. Don't worry now."

Hai Long nodded and said gratefully, "Thanks to Master Eleven."

After saving a life, Ling Yuzi was in a good mood and said, "Since there is nothing to do now, I will teach you how to use magic power."

Hai Long now showed little interest in practicing Taoism and said, "Well, I'll just learn it through hard work."

Ling Yuzi smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid you are the only one in the world who talks to the master like this. Mana is a kind of energy that relies on us using our mental power to absorb the spiritual energy of all things in the world. Tianxin Jue is the method of absorption, and you absorb it every day when you practice.

The process. It is actually very simple to use these magic powers reasonably. You just need to rely on your thoughts."

Hai Long asked doubtfully, "Ideology?"

Ling Yuzi became serious and nodded solemnly: "Yes, it's the mind. The mind is the best tool to control mana. For example, when you climb a mountain, you use your mind to control the mana in your body to sink into your feet. This will

It’s much easier. And when you chop wood, you use your mind to control the flow of mana to your hands, you see.”

Hai Long nodded and asked seriously, "Would it be better if I transferred my mana to the upper part of my body when I poop?"

Ling Tongzi was just about to start his afternoon practice when he suddenly heard Hai Long's pitiful howl. He was startled and couldn't help but listen attentively.

"Ah! Master Eleven, why are you hitting me so hard? It hurts! My head is going to explode."

"The one I hit is you. We, Moyunping, have lost all our face."

"I'm just asking a question! Can't the mana be transported up there?"

Hearing this, Ling Tongzi almost fell off his wooden bed. He finally understood why Hai Long was beaten. He shook his head helplessly to eliminate distracting thoughts, closed his six senses, and began to practice.

In the early morning, Hai Long woke up from the practice of Tian Xin Jue. Last night's practice seemed to be different from before. With Ling Yuzi's explanation, he felt that the speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to be much faster. The heat flow in his body became more pure.

Some.

After flexing his muscles, Hai Long walked out of the room. He knew that all the masters had to practice until noon before they would get up. There was nothing to do today. It was better to go find Little Smart as usual. I don't know if his injury from yesterday was completely healed. It's best not to have any.

What kind of sequelae? Thinking of this, Hai Long quickly walked towards the fruit forest. As he walked, he subconsciously input the mana condensed in his body into his feet as Ling Yuzi said yesterday. A wonderful feeling instantly spread throughout his body. In an instant, he seemed to feel like he was flying.

As if he was standing up, the weight of his body was negligible. If he took a step casually, his body would move forward lightly for a distance of two or three meters. With joy in his heart, Hai Long stepped hard on the ground. He wanted to see how much his speed had increased.

Realm. But contrary to expectations, his exertion destroyed the true meaning of Tianxin's inaction. Not only did it not improve his speed, but his body became heavier again. Hai Long couldn't adapt to this sudden change, staggered and almost fell.

Hai Long was startled and tentatively moved his body. A flash of inspiration suddenly dawned on him and he understood his mistake. He took a deep breath and focused his thoughts on his legs again, completely relaxed and took a step naturally. The light and airy feeling returned.

In the state of inaction, he actually floated five meters away this time. In order to maintain this state, Hai Long suppressed the joy in his heart and tried to be as calm as possible. Sure enough, his idea was correct. The body is like a dead leaf.

Normally, you just need to tap your toes on the ground and the surrounding scenery will fly by quickly. In just a short time, you have arrived in the orchard. The speed is so fast that it takes half the time than usual.

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"Only I Am the Immortal" Chapter 4: Monkeys and Monkeys (Part 2)

"Zhizhizhizhi." A familiar cry sounded. Hai Long subconsciously turned to one side of his body and turned behind a big tree next to him. But unlike usual, there was no expected fruit thrown at him today. Hai Long found that his hand had already conditioned reflex.

I touched the bag on my waist, but today the bag was empty.

"Zhizhizhizhi." A gray-brown figure jumped in front of Hai Long, with a pair of small red eyes spinning around.

Hai Long squatted down and said with a smile, "Little Jiling, why didn't you hit me with fruit today? Is your injury healed?" As he said this, he grabbed Little Jiling's body and looked at his wound yesterday. As expected, Zizhi was magically injured yesterday.

There was not even a trace of traces on the injured area, and the gray-brown monkey hair had already grown out.

Little Clint blinked, shook his head and then nodded, leaving Hai Long confused. With a whoosh, Little Clint jumped onto Hai Long's shoulders, then somersaulted and landed in front of him, waving to him.
To be continued...