Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System Chapter 288

With the road, she walked very easily, and soon reached the top of the mountain and saw the temple.

She stepped over the threshold, saw Bai Bing lying on the ground, smiled, then walked up and hugged her in her arms.

Bai Bing noticed that when she appeared, some jade pieces, parchment paper scattered on the ground... At the same time, light writing appeared on it, like faded blood.

Did I trigger the "Hunting Rule" when she saw me because of the end of the pollution?

Bai Bing thought, this is the same treatment as the former ancestor Nanxuan.

But the color of the writing is different... because the "rules of the hunt" can't tell if I'm still alive?

At the same time, he noticed that there was no writing on the small blue-gray stone tablet belonging to the Suzaku tribe.

Soon after, her face became tangled, and then she picked up the sword on the ground with a sad expression.

Then gradually calmed down.

He stabbed at Bai Bing with a sword.

Bai Bing's spirit has been watching in the fog. Now his own consciousness has been awakened and he feels the danger of death, but he has not made any movement from beginning to end.

In fact, as soon as his mind moved, he could instantly drag her into an illusion and stop everything, but he didn't.

He just watched calmly.

But the moment the sword pierced his body, he felt that what he saw had changed.

Li Qingsi slashed her finger with the sword, but the blood poured out like a fountain, and then the fire of the Vermillion Bird forced her to refine the real blood, and then followed the wound and entered Bai Bing's body.

Is your blood pressure so high... Bai Bing thought, now it's basically a guess.

It's not that she wants to kill me... it's that I'm being twisted and seeing illusions.

I am being polluted.

From perception, emotional double pollution.

"It's no wonder that what they say can hit the nail on the head, because this is something I've thought about subconsciously."

Bai Bing analyzed in his heart that he did doubt the identity of "Nanxuan Daoist", and never regarded him as the same person as Nanxuan's ancestor, so there was an illusion that Nanxuan Daoist suddenly turned black.

He also predicted the future situation of the Suzaku clan, so he had Li Qingsi's tangled mentality and the illusion of "sacrifice".

He is willing to believe this subconsciously, so he can't distinguish the truth from the false.

But then again, it's pretty cute when it's sick...

His mood gradually became solemn, this pollution is terrible, it is a serious problem.

Fortunately, it was her who came. If you lose the bet, it is acceptable to be killed by her.

But if it was someone else, he couldn't trust him.

Will you shut out those who want to help you, or will you let in those who are unpredictable and kill yourself?

Every time you trust, you have to risk your life.

He really couldn't tell.

Blood is flowing.

The true blood she had introduced into her body flowed back out again, without any use.

Bai Bing is not surprised, he himself has the pure Suzaku bloodline, which is of the same origin as hers. Of course, this old method can't save the current injury.

Soon after, she also gave up, simply bandaged her fingers, and then began to check the injuries on Bai Bing's body.

There is no body temperature, no heartbeat, and no spiritual fluctuations.

But she was still patiently looking for signs of life, because she smelled it and her body didn't stink.

That must be alive.

After looking for half an hour, she began to take out the bandage from the storage ring and began to carefully bandage the wound.

Then, she started looking around again. After blowing up the storage ring, she picked up all the scattered things, and only paused when she got the chat mirror.

There are a dozen unanswered messages above.

Then she wrote a few words on her bandaged fingers and sent it out.

[I'm fine, I'll be back soon. 】

Then, she smiled and put away the chat mirror.

Carry Bai Bing on your back and go down the mountain.

Because her spiritual power was suppressed, she struggled to walk. She was trapped in the wormland, could not see the sun and the moon, could not tell the time, and did not know how long she had walked.

She found that wherever she went, no matter the market, villages or towns, or some sects, they were all shrouded in red mist, and it was dead silent inside, and not even a living person could be found.

"No, these fogs are not on Qiushan Temple, but on him."

She muttered to herself, frowned, and understood the current situation.

You can't go back to your family like this, and you will bring these strange mists to your home.

After thinking about it for a while, she took out a thick roller of thread from the storage ring, which looked like it was used for knitting sweaters.

Then there's a pen, a bag of paper labels.

She can always pull out some strange things, like a Doraemon.

She tied one end of the thread to Bai Bing's hand, walked out, and wrote a label at a distance, sticking it in an obvious place.

Use this as a signpost to prevent you from getting lost when you come back.

She walked out of another M-shaped curve that her relatives did not recognize, and she finally came to the outside of the insect territory. She breathed a sigh of relief, took out the communication tool, and found that it could finally be used.

"Ancestor, I found him, he's a little badly injured...

No breath detected yet...but there must be, maybe I didn't detect it.

By the way, how can I wake him up? "

She recounted everything she found and described what she saw around her.

"What, I brought it all out, why can't you do anything?

You are an ancestor, you were so heroic and invincible that day, how can you not even save yourself now?

what do you need? Magic medicine? Blood of the Divine Phoenix? "

She gradually frowned, what the ancestor said was not unreasonable, the healing power of the blood of the Divine Phoenix is stronger, you can really try it.

"Then you will go and ask for it? What? Want me to come again?

Isn't this what you should do?

What giant baby? You are a giant baby, didn't you rely on Bai Bing's help to solve this calamity?

Pay attention to attitude? I have this attitude! "

After an angry quarrel, Li Qingsi frowned, convinced that the ancestor was not joking and could only rely on himself.

She didn't understand why the ancestors didn't ask for it in person, just chop off a Divine Phoenix, pluck the hair and let the blood boil and boil the water...

Could it be that he was inconvenient to take action because of the conflict between the two races? Or is it that after the sacrifice, the strength is damaged?

Where can I go to get Divine Phoenix True Blood?

She pondered that "true blood" is actually different from "essential blood". True blood represents the origin of life and is a more precious thing.

There are also some people in the Suzaku tribe who sell blood to make a living, and they have essence and blood circulating in the market as a precious medicine, but "true blood" is rarely sold, which has an impact on themselves.

Unless you have to, or add money.

Moreover, she estimated that she was a pure Suzaku bloodline, and the treatment effect was not inferior to that of the Divine Phoenix Clan. Ordinary Divine Phoenix True Blood might not be useful either.

She thought about it for a while, and then took out the communication magic tool.

"Ancestor, I was wrong~www.mtlnovel.com~ I apologize to you.

Show me the way? What level of Divine Phoenix True Blood might be useful? "

After listening quietly for a while, she had an idea.

Under the Wutong Mountain.

An Yingqiu appeared in a small pavilion, leaning against the pillar and reading a book.

Soon after, a person came, Li Qingsi.

Li Qingsi looked up and down for a while, his eyes fell on his chest, and then retracted after a while, and said, "I thought I had to use some methods, but I didn't expect it to be so easy to make an appointment with Wangtian Peak Master, it seems that you really asked me for it. ."

"No."

An Yingqiu raised her head, "What do you have to do with me?"

"Introduce myself, my name is Li Qingsi, a friend of the chief disciple of Nanxuan Patriarch..."

"Oh."

"First time meeting, don't you introduce me?"

"No need, I've seen you several times."

This person is arrogant and arrogant... Li Qingsi probably has a sense of proportion in his heart, so he continued, "If I guessed correctly, do you want to ask me about the ancestor of Nanxuan?"

Only then did An Yingqiu speak, "Please don't turn things upside down, you asked me out, and I'm not interested in any Nanxuan ancestor."

"You don't want to know why the ancestor of Nanxuan suddenly resurrected after the sacrifice? Why did my Li family suddenly change their minds?

I think now that the situation is turbulent, you Zhongzhou are most concerned about the movements of my Li family, right? I can give you first-hand information. "

An Yingqiu said, "I said that I have no interest in Xie Xiu and the world. If you don't tell the truth, I will leave."

"and many more."

Li Qingsi thought to herself that this person is really incompetent, and she can't see any conditions that can impress her, and her mind is really unfathomable...

She pondered for a moment and said, "Borrow some blood."

Chapter end

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