Immortal robbery

Chapter 282 Rescue

"Cough cough!"

Wang Zijia came for a while, passing by him one by one, but no one noticed him, so Wang Zijia had to cough.

"I have seen the fairy!"

"Meet Uncle Shi!"

"..."

Following one person's discovery, the busy people in the hall suddenly stopped and bowed to Wang Zijia.Some mortals even knelt and bowed, very excited.

Wang Zijia nodded lightly, looked around the crowd, and said: "The imperial doctor and the doctor went to other halls to help stabilize the injury, and Gong'e will continue to stay and take care of the wounded."

"Respect the decree of the Immortal!"

"..."

The group was organized by a few ordinary soldiers and left quickly.

"Uncle, shall we continue the treatment now?" A student of the alchemy school was more concerned about the wounded, and asked hastily after he left.

"Let me come. After my treatment is completed, you can deal with the aftermath."

No matter how everyone reacted, crystal red grains of sand drifted out of the body like sunset glow, filled the hall, and submerged into the body of the wounded.

At the same time, he strolled up to a wounded man, and the rays of the sun surged, as if he was performing some kind of blood art, and he stretched out his hand to touch his chest.

Feeling the rapidly changing state in the body, the rescued person was overwhelmed by a warm and extremely comfortable feeling, opened his eyes subconsciously, and was stunned.

What came into view was Wang Zijia who was exuding a halo of sunlight all over his body. He was already peerless, but at this moment, under such circumstances, he was even more handsome than ordinary people, like a real fairy, which was deeply imprinted in his mind. middle.

Wang Zijia felt it, and showed a gentle smile at him.

The eyes of the disciple who was being healed shook slightly, and the picture was engraved in his mind, and he was completely stunned.

Many maids watched the scene of the fairy god, and they were all stunned.

Even the well-informed disciples of the alchemy academy looked at this scene in astonishment. The hall as complicated as a battlefield hospital fell into an abnormally quiet state for a while.

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These skin raisers, because they are all mortals, can easily plant demons, and yesterday Wang Zijia completed the process of cultivating demons, and even hastily cleaned up the pollution.So it is much easier to act today.

Wang Zijia didn't need to carve it meticulously, he only needed to make a rough skin, which was almost flat, and replace the dead parts. After the careless treatment, the rest of the work would be simple.

It only takes one Healing Pill mixed with water to solve a large area.

Don't give this kind of work to the disciples of Dan Academy too easily.

Therefore, under the shocked eyes of everyone, Wang Zijia spent half an hour of light rain floating all over his body, and paid attention to the people on the bed one by one, and most of the wounds of the bloody people on the two hundred or so beds in the hall were healed.

After finishing the treatment of the last disciple, Wang Zijia looked around the hall, nodded in satisfaction, and said to the two Danyuan disciples who were a little sluggish, "I'll leave the rest to you. I'm going to the next door."

"Ah, oh!" The two disciples of the alchemy academy returned to their senses in a daze.

After watching Wang Zijia leave, one of them subconsciously said: "Is this the Taoist of the sect? This kind of healing technique is at least at the level of Dharma sects, right? Uncle Wang has only been promoted for a long time, and he already has dual Dharma sects!"

"Yes, this is the Daoist of our sect!"

"・・・"

When the two were discussing, each of the maids was still a little dazed, shocked by the sight of the fairy.

Wang Zijia went in and out of more than ten battlefield hospital-like temporary halls, and it took most of a day to complete the initial general treatment.For the rest of the work, the disciples of Dan Academy can fully handle it.

Wang Zijia did not leave just then, but chose a few targets among dozens of high-grade spiritual root disciples, and started the idea that he had wanted to try for a long time after going through many tests.

Strong illusion power enveloped the target, and in the Blood Jade Book, the initial templates that were compiled based on Wang Zijia's own experience, past life stories, and current specific conditions began to be inspired.

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South of Fenghao, the suburb of Tianhong Bailing City, Liuxin Town, born in Shenjing Village.

Feng Haonan knew that he was different from others since he was a child. When he was one year old, he completely understood what his parents said, but when he talked with his parents in fluent words, his parents showed a frightened expression.

That day, he was soaked in well water, drank black talismans, bound, and sat on the incense table in the ancestral hall for a whole night.

At a very young age, he knew for the first time what suffering was and what ignorance was.It was a day like hell, and he survived the night of a high fever in a daze.

A trip to hell made him understand something.

Being extremely precocious, he began to know what Tibetan clumsiness is.

For two years, he pretended to be a stupid fool, observing the appearance of his peers and learning everything in this world.

Gradually integrated into the world!
At the age of five, Feng Haonan already had a clear understanding of the village and town.And clearly realized that the uncles in the village are really stupid.A few pennies of money to settle accounts can be cheated.

But because of his childhood experience, he didn't say anything about all of this, just watched silently, watching with cold eyes, like a bystander in this world.

When he was six years old, an old Taoist came to the village and said that he was taking disciples for immortals.Under his command, the chickens, ducks, dogs and cats in the village can even act obediently like humans, making everyone in the village worship them.

Seeing such deceptive tricks, the monkey jugglers on the stage in the town can also do it, but the Taoist priests are more clever.Feng Haonan thought so at the time, so he watched with cold eyes.

Then the Taoist priest seemed to be able to see through his disguise, and found him in the crowd, and after inquiring about some situations, he said pleasantly, "Extreme spiritual root early wisdom?"

At that time, he didn't understand what it meant.

All he knew was that he was sold by his parents, so he was very valuable, a total of eight taels of silver, which was almost enough to buy an acre of land.Many people in the village are very envious, saying that he has won the fate of immortality and has a bright future.

He didn't know the way ahead or what the outcome would be, so he still watched with cold eyes.

Anyway, I don't have any feelings for the so-called parents. It's better for such a fool to leave. It seems good to be a liar with the old Taoist priest.

At least you can use your brain, right?

But the development of things was completely different from what he thought.

The next day, he saw with his own eyes that the old Taoist stretched out his hand and turned it into a wolf's claw. After infecting some people, he took him to watch the whole night on the top of the tallest building in Bailing City.

That night, there were fireworks everywhere, crying and shouting, and the faint smell of blood and fireworks permeated the tip of his nose all night.

When the light of the next morning scattered on the ground again, Bailing City, which was in turmoil all night, no longer had the laughter of the past.

(End of this chapter)