life lock repair god

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Sitting silently by the pool, Zheng Lin felt helplessly that the aura of Her Majesty the Witch was getting weaker and weaker, and there was nothing he could do.If he still has his cultivation base, even if he is only at the second level of Tongqiao, he can help the witch dissolve the power of the medicine, but at this time, everything is empty talk.

Those potions applied to the wound of Her Majesty the Witch did not have any effect at all, and even the blood could not be stopped.

Originally, he couldn't tell what the effect of the elixirs given to him by Her Majesty the Witch was. Now that he wanted to use them, he could only use them indiscriminately.

Facts have proved that Her Majesty the Witch's luck is really not very good, perhaps because she killed too many people, God deliberately asked her to repay the debt at this time.

Wanting her to wake up again, wanting her to recover as before, at this moment, it seems that there is no hope at all.

The river is deep underground, and the strange thing is that it is not completely dark. Although the light is weak, Zheng Lin can see everything around him clearly.

However, the bone-piercing chill invaded Zheng Lin like a knife or a sword. Although his physical injuries were fine, he, who was weak in energy and blood and thin in clothes, seemed helpless in the face of the cold.

"Cough cough..."

When Zheng Lin was shivering from the cold, Her Majesty the Witch suddenly coughed twice. Zheng Lin looked closely, her Highness Witch's eyes were still closed, but some dark purple blood was coughed out from the corner of her mouth.

The chest was directly pierced by the silver-haired old man's spirit sword. There must be a lot of blood in the body, and they are also the shackles that hinder the recovery of Her Majesty the Witch.

Her Majesty the Witch turned over in a coma, and trembled a few times, obviously feeling the cold.

Zheng Lin looked at the blood on the lips of Her Majesty the Witch, and suddenly came up with a plan. He pressed his big hand on Her Majesty's uninjured chest, and pressed down a few times with a little force, trying to make Her Majesty spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood.

However, on the contrary, although Her Majesty the Witch vomited blood, her expression was quite uncomfortable, and her brows were tightly frowned.

Zheng Lin didn't dare to move anymore, he guessed that he had squeezed into Her Majesty's already seriously injured abdomen.

"Little baby, if you do this, you won't be able to save her!"

Just when Zheng Lin was frowning, an old and obscure voice rang in his ears.

Zheng Lin suddenly stood up and looked around nervously, but he didn't even see anyone.

The voice just now was old and feeble, like the voice of an old man on the verge of dying.

Although the voice of the silver-haired old man is also very old, it is very powerful, and it is very different from this voice.

Looking around with a strange expression, Zheng Lin returned to Her Majesty the Witch, watching with pity, feeling at a loss.He really wanted to save her. Without her, Zheng Lin himself would have a hard time escaping from the pursuit of the immortal cultivators. Out of love and selfishness, Zheng Lin didn't want His Highness the Witch to have any accidents, at least not at this time.

"Xiaowa, she is an immortal cultivator in the spiritual stage. All the essence of her life is concentrated in her spirit crystal. Only by urging her spirit crystal to provide her with energy, will she gradually improve, and she does not need any pills at all. .”

Zheng Lin paused for a moment, then the voice sounded again, it looked very kind, but also very weak, like a candle in the wind.

"Who are you? Come out!" Zheng Lin squinted his eyes and kept patrolling around. Although the other party's voice sounded benevolent, what Zheng Lin was most worried about was the unknown. He couldn't even see people. How could Zheng Lin believe it? its speech.

"Hehe, you want to see me...then I'll come out and meet you."

Zheng Lin heard clearly this time, the voice was actually coming from his chest, so he couldn't help but look down.

Just when his head was lowered, a golden light shot out suddenly, and then the golden light condensed into a shape in the mid-air one meter in front of him, gradually turning into a golden phantom of an old man.

Zheng Lin looked at the phantom old man in front of him in surprise, his mouth was wide open, and his eyes were shining brightly.

"I really want to know my identity, don't you?" the phantom old man asked with a smile.

Zheng Lin nodded, bowed and saluted, "Senior, do you have a way to save this Witch Highness?"

The old man in phantom glanced at Her Majesty the Witch lying flat on the ground, and then praised: "In fact, this woman has only cultivated for more than a hundred years, but she has reached the strength of the Yuanling Stage. Her aptitude and understanding are very good. It's just the progress of her cultivation. It’s so fast, most likely because he took a lot of pills, resulting in a relatively vain cultivation, and it’s hard to recover from a slight blow.”

When Zheng Lin listened to it at the beginning, he was immediately delighted, but when the old man's conversation changed, Zheng Lin couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

Xu Ying saw Zheng Lin's thoughts, and said with a smile: "It's not difficult to treat her, there's no rush now. Let me tell you something very interesting, it may be very useful to you."

When Zheng Lin heard that he could be saved, he felt much relieved. He bowed to the old man again and said respectfully: "Senior, please tell me, this junior will definitely listen to the teaching!"

Although he is a punk on earth, Zheng Lin still treats the old man very respectfully. He just likes the feeling of freedom brought by his status as a punk, and he is not a villain doing evil.

The old man smiled lightly and sighed softly, as if recalling it, and after a while, he opened his mouth and said to Zheng Lin:

"Many years ago, I can't remember exactly how many years. At that time, the world of cultivating immortals should be the same as it is now, but the monks at that time were more motivated than the current monks. In order to pursue longevity, The pursuit of greater strength can be said to be exhausting, and various wonderful cultivation methods were born from that time.

However, ten thousand people find their own way, and it is not easy for one person to succeed. Most of those who fail have no chance of immortality, and eventually die when their life energy is exhausted, and I can also be regarded as a loser!

You should know that if a cultivator fails to break through his cultivation for a long time, he will die when his lifespan is exhausted, and no one can escape this fate.Therefore, in the method of cultivation, apart from continuously improving one's cultivation, it is also necessary to try to keep the life energy in the body from leaking out, or to leak out as slowly as possible, so as to gain more time for cultivation.

Once, while I was practicing, I also came up with a way to preserve my life essence, which is to lock the life essence in my body so that it cannot leak out between the heaven and the earth. "

Hearing this, Zheng Lin was surprised and said: "Manpower should not be able to keep the life essence from leaking out, right? I heard that the life essence is an invisible thing. Although it exists in the body, it can only be felt, but it cannot be controlled. How did the seniors keep it locked?"

The old man in phantom said proudly: "I use a life lock to lock my life. Every monk has his own talisman. In order to lock his life, I asked a master craftsman to forge one for me. The little lock treasure, temper it into my natal magic weapon, and then use it to lock my life essence. In fact, I have been in the lock of life for so many years, and now I am just a remnant soul. In half an hour, I will dissipate. Only in the chain of life can my remnant soul survive for a period of time, but it will eventually dissipate."