Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1473 The bloodthirsty demon resolves the evil spirit
  "Ahem, I can't receive you anymore, please forgive me."

"Tianzheng, please stop moving. What happened? How did you get hurt like this?" Zhang Yan gently held Feng Tianzheng's wrist with one hand and released a trace of spiritual power, letting it travel through Feng Tianzheng's tendons. In this way, Feng Tianzheng's injuries were explored.

Feng Tianzheng's internal muscles and veins were severed, and several wounds on his chest were contaminated with demonic energy and would not heal for a long time. His body is currently supported by his own spiritual energy, but the damage is really severe, and sooner or later he will die of spiritual energy exhaustion.

It’s not too late, it’s important to save people.

Zhang Yan first used spiritual energy to protect Feng Tianzheng's heart veins, and then used the top-grade wood-based immortal technique he learned at the second level of his apprenticeship: Dead Tree Rejuvenation Technique to extract vitality from Fengling Mountain and pass it into Feng Tianzheng's body.

The Dead Tree Rejuvenation Technique has been decrypted and optimized by Xiaoyan. It can extract the innate spiritual energy in the space and turn it into vitality and pass it into other people's bodies.

Fortunately, this place is located on the mountainside of Fengling Mountain, so the spiritual energy is quite abundant. As the spiritual energy was injected into Feng Tianzheng's body, Feng Tianzheng's complexion improved visibly, becoming rosy and full of vitality. But this only repaired Feng Tianzheng's muscles and veins, and replenished the depleted spiritual energy. The fatal wound on his chest was still filled with black energy, unable to heal, and black blood was leaking out.

"Brother, are you okay?" Feng Tianming was very happy to see that his eldest brother's complexion had improved. He thought that Zhang Yan had cured Feng Tianzheng. His emotions were beyond words. He grabbed Zhang Yan who had just stopped casting spells with both hands and was very excited, "Zhang Yan Brother, thank you, thank you!”

Zhang Yan shook his head, withdrew his hand and removed the gauze on Feng Tianzheng's chest. "I just repaired his tendons. Look, the wound on his chest is still festering."

Zhang Yan saw Feng Tianming's expression suddenly change, and hurriedly comforted him: "Don't worry, my disciple has obtained this Huaqing Pill, which can dissolve evil spirits, eliminate distracting thoughts, and wash the marrow and cleanse the body. Give it to your brother, and it will definitely dissipate it." Remove the evil spirits and make them heal.”

After saying this, Zhang Yan took out a Qingqing Pill from the Qiankun Bag, handed it to Feng Tianzheng, and motioned for him to take it. Feng Tianzheng thanked him, took the elixir, and activated his skills to activate the effect. The demonic aura wrapped around the scratches on his chest gradually dissipated, and the wounds gradually healed. Immediately, Feng Tianzheng stood up, clasped his fists with both hands, and solemnly said to Zhang Yan: "Thank you, Brother Yan, for saving your life."

Zhang Yan waved his hand, "You're welcome, it's better to lie down quickly. You still need to recuperate for a few days." Feng Tianzheng nodded and sat down. He also saw the doubts in Zhang Yan's heart, so he drank and Feng Tianming handed it to him. After receiving a glass of water, he slowly told what happened.

It turns out that a few days ago, a monster suddenly appeared in the mountains. It was extremely evil and killed the people of the Feng tribe for no reason. It was extremely bloodthirsty, and several tribesmen fell into the monster's belly. This evil spirit often travels at night, killing people invisible and silently. Early the next morning, the tribesmen discovered Wu Xin's body on the ground. The Feng brothers made several night lurks but failed, and finally faced the demon face to face for the last time. The demon's body was covered in black aura, and its face could not be seen clearly. During the fight, Feng Tianzheng was unaware and was scratched by a sharp claw.

Just when the Feng brothers thought they were about to die, the evil spirit left and disappeared. When the two brothers returned to the tribe, they found that all the tribesmen were running down the mountain. After asking, they learned that Feng Suyang, the bravest and most skilled among the younger generation of the tribe, was fighting the evil spirit alone.

(End of this chapter)