Infinite Myth Counterattack

Chapter 636

"I take the liberty to ask, I don't know what the real person's next plan is?"

Luo Changfeng turned his body sideways, turned his eyes to the distant horizon, and said, "The poor Taoist and his companions travel all over the world, living in no fixed place, no matter where they go, there is no specific place to go."

Mrs. Zhu Rong's heart was moved when she heard the words, she took a pityful look at Yan Lingji in Ah Qing's arms, and said softly: "The real and virtuous couple are extraordinary people, they are at ease, and envy others."

"But the little girl has undergone major changes for the first time, and what she needs most now is stability. The real person has nothing important to do, so it's better to stay in the Zhurong tribe for a while, so that the slave family can fulfill the friendship of the landlord."

Luo Changfeng turned around, looked at Mrs. Zhu Rong with a half-smile, and said, "Ma'am, the so-called smart people don't talk dark words, you are here for this little girl, right?"

Mrs. Zhu Rong was not embarrassed by Luo Changfeng's point of view. Instead, she said with admiration: "What a 'clear person does not speak dark words'. The real person is a real person with good morals, an upright person, and my slave is not that sneaky. man of."

"Yes, we are indeed here for this little girl. Her fire spirit body is of great significance to my Zhurong tribe. The slave family wants to accept her as a disciple and pass on the fire of my Zhurong tribe."

Luo Changfeng liked her frankness, thought for a while, nodded slowly, and said: "In this way, Madam is really kind. If that is the case, then I will bother Madam."

Mrs. Zhu Rong was overjoyed, she smiled sweetly, and said: "The real person speaks too seriously. My family wishes that the real person will stay in the Zhurong tribe and educate the people of the tribe. I am afraid that the real person will think our tribe is crude!"

Luo Changfeng shook his head and said with a smile: "Madam calls me a real person, but she doesn't seem to understand what a real person is. A real person doesn't know life, doesn't know how to hate death, he doesn't like to leave, he doesn't refuse to enter, he just goes and comes. Don’t forget the beginning, don’t seek the end, enjoy it when you receive it, and return to it after forgetting it.”

The translation of Luo Changfeng's words is: the real real person neither delights in life nor dislikes death, does not rejoice at birth, does not refuse at death, leaves freely, and comes again freely.

Don't forget where you came from, and don't seek where you're going, and you can be happy in whatever encounters you encounter. Forget about death and life, it's like returning to your own nature.

What he meant by these words was to tell Mrs. Zhu Rong that the real person is alone and doesn't care about his own environment at all, so how could he despise the crudeness of Zhu Rong's tribe?

Mrs. Zhu Rong was secretly happy when she heard the words, but her face revealed a look of shame, she bowed her body and said: "It's my fault for my family to judge the real man with a worldly heart. I hope the real man will forgive me."

"Since this is the case, the slave family will invite the real person to go to the Zhurong tribe to educate the tribe's people. The slave family is willing to treat him as a great elder."

Luo Changfeng couldn't help laughing, pointed at Mrs. Zhu Rong, teasingly said: "Madam's trick of 'hitting a snake with a stick' is really proficient. If the poor Taoist doesn't agree, wouldn't it be slapping himself in the face?"

"Hit a snake with a stick?" Mrs. Zhu Rong covered her mouth with a smile and said, "A real person always speaks with such profound meaning, I admire, admire."

In fact, Luo Changfeng wanted to find a place to build his own foundation and develop his power. He didn't have any good options before, so he planned to wait and see, and when he found a suitable place, he would settle down and develop insignificantly.

At this moment, Mrs. Zhu Rong and Mrs. Zhu Rong can be regarded as hitting it off. Luo Changfeng needs a foundation, and Mrs. Zhu Rong needs Luo Changfeng's force to strengthen the tribe's strength. The two sides are currently taking what they need.

But in the future Mrs. Zhu Rong will naturally understand what Luo Changfeng's arrival means to Zhu Rong's tribe. Asking Luo Changfeng to return to the tribe can be said to be the most wise decision of Mrs. Zhu Rong's life.

After the two of them had exchanged a few words, the villagers had already rushed over. An old man walked a few steps quickly, and was the first to walk a foot away from Luo Changfeng and Mrs. Zhu Rong. Mercy, my son was burned by the fire, and the pain is unbearable, I beg the gods to show mercy and save him!"

"I beg the gods to save my husband, our family depends on him, if something happens to him, our orphans and widows will not be able to survive..."

A young woman knelt down next to the old man, begging, and other villagers also knelt on the ground, bowing and begging.

Dozens of people were burnt, all bloody and charred, but they were afraid of disturbing the immortal, so they all gritted their teeth and endured the pain that penetrated into the bone marrow, and only let out suppressed painful moans from their throats.

Those with burns on their upper body were still able to walk over by themselves, while those with burns on their legs were being carried.

Mrs. Zhu Rong frowned when she saw their injuries. Such injuries could not be restored to their original state even if they were treated by the genius doctors of the doctor's house.

Just when she was about to speak, she saw Luo Changfeng appear in front of all the villagers in a flash. With a wave of his hand, the kneeling villagers were uncontrollably supported by a gentle force.

"Everyone, please don't worry. Since I am here, I will not stand by and lift up the most seriously injured."

"Quick, quick, carry it over." The villagers were overjoyed to see this, and hurriedly carried a dying wounded up.

The whole body of this person was scorched black, the skin almost disappeared, the flesh and blood were exposed, and a pair of eyes were also blind. At this time, he was exhaling more air than inhaling, and unconsciously let out a painful and weak roar from his throat. He was placed on a door panel and carried up. In front of Luo Changfeng.

Seeing this, Luo Changfeng didn't talk nonsense, squatted down, stretched out his palm to his head, and made him fall asleep first, and then began to control his body to split new cells and restore flesh and blood.

Everyone watched Luo Changfeng's actions with bated breath. The needles could be heard at the scene. Mrs. Zhu Rong ordered the maid to help Ah Qing hold Yan Lingji, but Ah Qing refused, because Yan Lingji hugged her very tightly. I don't want to make too much movement and affect Yan Lingji's dormancy.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhu Rong didn't force her anymore. Anyway, they had released their kindness, so they stood behind Luo Changfeng with the four maids, quietly watching Luo Changfeng rescue, and at the same time they were the protectors.

It's just that his rescue made them a little confused. He didn't apply medicine or spells. He just pointed his palm at the wounded's head through the air, and didn't sense any power fluctuations, but they didn't know what he was doing. What exactly is the means.

Time passed by breath by breath, and after a while, the change finally appeared. Mrs. Zhu Rong and the four maids opened their eyes wide and could hardly believe their eyes.

The villagers were not as stable as they were, and some villagers exclaimed in surprise: "Look, he...his flesh..."

"The means of the gods are really the means of the gods!"

"Nonsense, the real person is an immortal, so what he uses is naturally an immortal method."

Seeing the villagers yelling and screaming, Mrs. Zhu Rong frowned slightly, and said softly, "Don't make any noise, lest you disturb the real people to rescue them."

Mrs. Zhu Rong's soft shout immediately made the villagers silent, and the scene was quiet again.

But watching the injured grow new flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the bronze-colored skin spread down from the face, the villagers were still overwhelmed with excitement.

The other wounded were completely relieved, and even the pain on their bodies seemed to have eased a lot. After all, there was already a living example. They all knew that not only could they be saved, but they could even return to their original state, so what else? Worried?
The wounded man was seriously injured, and it took him a meal to recover. When he was almost recovered, his family found a cloth to cover him, otherwise this guy would have to run naked.

After curing this person, Luo Changfeng woke him up directly, and this person and his family were naturally grateful again.

Luo Changfeng didn't have time to be courteous to them, but there were more than a dozen wounded waiting behind!
There were a total of thirteen wounded, and it took Luo Changfeng two and a half hours to treat them all until sunset.

Yan Lingji was still asleep. The villagers originally wanted to slaughter chickens and goats, and serve Luo Changfeng and Ah Qing with the best food, but Luo Changfeng refused.

The village was not rich in the first place, and nearly one-third of the villagers' homes were hit by disasters. Apart from his own life, everything was burned to the ground. He didn't want to burden the villagers any more.

Zhu Rong's tribe was less than ten miles away from this village, and at their speed they would arrive in a short while, so Luo Changfeng and Ah Qing followed Mrs. Zhu Rong to the tribe.

The villagers had no choice but to respectfully send the group out of the village, but they had already inquired about Luo Changfeng's Taoist name from Mrs. Zhu Rong's maid, and every household planned to set up a shrine for Luo Changfeng and worship day and night.

Regarding Yan Lingji, their feelings were very complicated. She was the chief culprit of the fire. Several villagers were burned to death, and the houses of more than forty families were burned down.

But they all knew that Yan Lingji didn't do it on purpose, and that the first person to be burned to death was her own brother, which was already very tragic, which made them unable to hate her.

What's more, Yan Lingji is not an ordinary person. She was taken away by the immortals, and her future achievements will be limitless. She is no longer from the same world as them.

(End of this chapter)