Chapter Forty-Five: Nursing Wounds

  Actually, it can't be said that Xuan Kong is completely brainless.

  He is a Taoist, originally with a pure heart like an infant, lively and untainted. He has been imprisoned on Mount Lao for nearly twenty years, naturally his nature has been suppressed. Now that he has come down the mountain, he first encountered a series of fierce battles.

  Witnessing the four true monarchs of Jingming Dao turn into dust and smoke in an instant also had a great impact on Xu Kong's psychology.

  He was used to living a life of rolling on the blade in his previous life, but it was just some small knives, clubs and cold weapons, at most 54 handguns, where had he seen such means of turning people into ashes?

  He wasn't originally a stubborn and foolish person, but after reading Taoist books for over a decade, he became somewhat rigid and conventional.

  For a moment, his soul was stirred, and he regained some of his former life's agility.

  He listened to the breathing sounds from next door gradually calming down, and only then did Xuan Kong let out a sigh of relief. How could he possibly be as careless and rude as he seemed? It was just that he didn't want to reveal his weakness in front of outsiders, so he pretended to be nonchalant, intentionally teasing him to make his junior brother feel at ease.

  Entering Wang Qi's reserved room, Xuan Kong sat at the edge of the table and waited for a moment until he heard his junior brother fall asleep before standing up from the chair.

  When I got up and exerted a little force, I felt a golden star in front of my eyes and my head hurt badly.

  Xuan Kong let out a bitter laugh: "I didn't think that I, Xuan Kong, would also be defeated by those old demons after 20 years of practicing Qi." He thought to himself, in this world where dragons and tigers were hidden, even if he passed down his Daoist traditions, what could his disciples use to counter these ancient demons?

  Not seeking to subdue demons and evil spirits, just wanting to protect oneself well.

  Still have to think of a way out.

  Xuan Kong stopped in his tracks, standing still on the spot, his two eyes wandering back and forth over the waist sword at his side. He seemed to recall that in later generations, from Qi Refiners to Cultivators, there was a transitional Sword Immortal era, but he had thought it was just a story made up by internet authors in his past life.

  Unexpectedly, in this world, if one really wants to build their own cultivation system, they must need the help of a sword immortal guardian who is purely used for attacking.

  He shook his head, feeling dry and parched in his mouth, and didn't dare think about it again.

  The current priority is to recover from his internal injuries first, otherwise he won't be able to save his life, let alone think about future developments. Xuan Kong thought so, and with great effort took a few steps, but almost fell to the ground as his body swayed.

  He didn't notice that on the windowsill, a small yellow fox with its eyes wide open was peeking into the house.

  Seeing Xuan Kong's body tilt over, he hurriedly covered his mouth with both front paws and thought to himself: "Ah, I didn't realize his internal injuries were so severe?"

  Xuán Kōng hastily stretched out his hand to support himself on the table, his face turned pale, and he didn't expect that overusing his yuan Shen would cause harm and even endanger his soul. As for the internal injuries on his body, they were not too serious, but the internal injuries of the five organs and six viscera were incurable for the doctors in this world.

  However, for a cultivator who has achieved spiritual enlightenment and is refining his qi, he will be fine after just two days of rest.

  It's actually the shock to his soul and the severe depletion of his true yuan that are life-threatening.

  Xuan Kong let out a faint sigh, struggled a few steps, and stumbled to the bedside, sitting down with a thud. He sat cross-legged, his hands grasping the meditation mudra. From the Purple Mansion Golden Elixir, he forcibly extracted a mouthful of true energy, which he circulated through the nearly dry Eight Extraordinary Meridians.

  The normally effortless moving of Zhou Tian had become like torture at this moment.

  Xuan Kong and Shen Hui Zhen Ren clashed in the midst of their busy schedules, forcing Lei Fa to use his powers, which had already caused multiple injuries to his meridians. Later, when his true yuan was empty, he forcibly absorbed the true dragon's power from the small white dragon pearl to activate the Twelve Yuan Chen Array, further aggravating his meridian injuries.

  It's easy to fight when you're in the midst of it, but it's only after the battle that you have to settle accounts.

  Xuan Kong's arms slightly sank in front of his chest, and he silently thought about the Yuanyuan Lei Shen Fa Xiang. After stabilizing his soul, he quickly raised his true energy to enter the heart chamber and protected his already overwhelmed heart pulse. At this moment, there was no choice, it was time to pay off debts, Xuan Kong bitterly smiled and gritted his teeth to persist in circulating his true energy.

  It wasn't until the third watch of the night that the originally chaotic true yuan in his body finally returned to the Zi Fu under the guidance of Xuan Kong. The golden elixir obtained this strand of true yuan, re-igniting the elixir fire and burning away all the hidden injuries in his body.

  It's just like what he calculated before, the injury of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians still needs more time to recover, at least half a month, and Xuan Kong won't be able to attack with full force again.

  But that's okay, after all, it's not every day you meet a Chihebupudo with thousands of years of cultivation.

  The yellow fox was perched on the windowsill, completely unaware of the passage of time. Her eyes were brimming with tears as she gazed at Xuan Kong repairing her meridians. Since her spiritual awakening, no one had ever been this good to her. Only Xuan Kong helped and protected her without expecting anything in return.

  The little fox didn't think of anything else, just staring at the mysterious sky, as if there were infinite thoughts hidden in his eyes.

  She is still innocent now, and it wasn't until a long time had passed that the little fox knew what this gaze meant. By then, however, people and things were no longer the same after experiencing too much. Xuan Kong closed his eyes, his face turned from white to red, and he transformed into a Thunderous Technique Seal, pointing at the sky with one finger.

  A flash of lightning from outside slipped in through the window and struck Xu Kong's body.

  Xuan Kong borrowed the help of Qian Yuan Lei Fa, his eyes opened and shot out a foot-long beam of light, a mouthful of blood spurted out far away and fell to the ground, turning black in the red. Qian Yuan Lei Fa was the natural nemesis of all monsters, the little fox was shocked and quickly ran back to Wang Qi's room next door, but also avoided being discovered by Xuan Kong.

  This mouthful of blood was the internal injury from Xuan Kong's body, and after spitting it out, he indeed felt much more relaxed. Xuan Kong took advantage of the momentum to guide the circulation of his true yuan back to its original position, and with a long sigh, he got up from the bed, rubbing his head and smiling wryly: "This time I almost lost my life, in the future I must not do such reckless business again."

  If I hadn't had a falling out with Shen Hui, we wouldn't have fought all the way to Bianjing City and startled that old monster Cihang Pudu.

  If it weren't for startling Cihang Pudu and Juewu Mingwang, I wouldn't have suffered such internal injuries.

  Shaking his head, he poured himself a cup of tea and drank to quench his thirst. Xuan Kong then untied the rope and sat back on the bed. This time, he didn't need to exert himself by moving around; all he had to do was adjust his breathing, sit quietly in meditation, and wait for dawn.

  This mortal realm is really too terrifying, Xuan Kong simply swept his divine consciousness and found at least dozens of bloody auras soaring into the sky. Obviously, some heroes on the street were fighting desperately, and in these bloody auras, it was unknown how many monsters and ghosts were hiding, drooling and peeking.

  In the darkness, some strange and bizarre creatures slowly emerged.

  These monsters took advantage of the night to roam freely in the city, hunting for food within their own territory. For example, this inn where Xuan Kong and Wang Qi were staying was within the domain of a powerful rat spirit in the city. Having just returned from hunting, it saw lightning flashing above the inn and curiously crept towards Xuan Kong's room.

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