Couple cultivating immortality: My Taoist partner and I grew up through planting

Chapter 123 Disfigurement
Shi Yan took a closer look and saw that the Taoist robe on this man's body had been cut with sharp objects.

Shi Yan didn't recognize the man lying motionless on the ground, because his original appearance could no longer be seen on his face, and all the exposed skin was corroded.

Shi Yan squatted down and stretched out his hand to the tip of the other person's nose. He wanted to see if the person was still breathing, but when he reached halfway, he met a pair of cold eyes.

"Still alive?" Shi Yan took back his hand.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

Isn't he at the bottom of the abyss of despair? Are there other people living here?

No wonder Wang Anrong thought so. He saw that the person in front of him was cleanly dressed and not embarrassed at all.

Wang Anrong had not seen Shi Yan again since he recruited Shi Yan and others into the sect. In addition, he had changed so much that Wang Anrong did not recognize who he was.

The man's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and Shi Yan couldn't tell whether this man was the Wang Anrong he was looking for.

"Who are you? I came here specifically to find someone."

"Find someone?"

Wang Anrong squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Shi Yan. He felt that this person was somewhat familiar, but he was sure that he did not recognize him. He thought that maybe he was seriously injured and had hallucinations.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. The person you are looking for is not here. I am the only one who has fallen into the abyss of hopelessness recently."

Shi Yan's eyes flashed and he suddenly asked: "What's your name?"

Wang Anrong chuckled, "My name is Wang Anrong. I come from the secular world. I have..."

Logically speaking, if a stranger asked him his name, he would not tell it so easily, but he was about to die.

Before he died, he wanted someone to remember him, even in this embarrassing state.

As for the idea of ​​asking the other party to rescue him, it is not that he has no idea, but with his current injury, it is impossible to cure him without third-level bone-setting pills and healing pills.

Does it mean that you can have third-grade elixirs if you have them?
He never has.

Of course, even if there were, he wouldn't be able to come up with it in his current situation.

"Senior Brother Wang, I am Shi Yan, and the person I am looking for is you."

After Shi Yan announced his name, he took out a porcelain bottle from the Qiankun bag, poured out a healing elixir and put it to the other person's mouth.

Wang Anrong was so shocked. He didn't expect that the person in front of him would be Shi Yan. Why had he changed so much after not seeing him for more than two years?
What he didn't expect even more was that the other party would go down the abyss of despair to find him.

Shi Yan's elixir was brought to his mouth. Seeing that the other party was still looking at him blankly, he pursed his lips and reminded him: "Open your mouth."

"Oh……"

Although Wang Anrong was seriously injured, he could still move his hands, but at this time he was too shocked and his brain was in a shut down state, so he could do whatever he said.

So Shi Yan fell behind and opened his mouth obediently.

After the thing fell into his mouth, he realized that he opened his mouth without thinking and took the elixir fed by Shi Yan. Pill.

But now he couldn't care about anything else. He endured the pain and sat cross-legged, just about to meditate and refine the elixir.

Seeing him working so hard, Shi Yan had a guess, "Senior Brother Wang, are the bones in your body also broken?"

Wang Anrong smiled bitterly, how many bones could he lose after falling from such a height? He was able to survive for half a month with a dog's life left, thanks to a small tree blocking the cliff where he fell, giving him a chance to buffer.

It's a pity that the little tree was too small after all, and it broke after less than a breath.

Although the other party did not answer him, Shi Yan could see the result from his expression.

He took out another porcelain bottle and poured out an elderberry. "Take this too."

Since the other party can move, he will not feed it himself.

Wang Anrong was shocked, thinking that since the other party could come down to find him, he must have done all the preparations to open the storage bag. Oh no, he should have used the Qiankun bag. "Thanks!"

Wang Anrong took the elixir and threw it into his mouth, just about to refine it.

But then he was stunned. He couldn't use spiritual power here, and he couldn't refine the elixir at all.

"what happened?"

Seeing that he was dumbfounded, Shi Yan opened his eyes wide and remained motionless, as if he had been frightened by something.

"There is no spiritual energy here, so I can't refine the elixir."

Shi Yan: "..."

He forgot.

"Then let your body absorb the power of the elixir on its own. I will send you out of the cave now."

Wang Anrong stretched out his hand to stop him from carrying him out, "I feel like there is something inside this cave."

He didn't know what it was specifically, it was just a feeling.

"Han Xin is outside. I'll send you outside first." It's too smelly in here.

Of course, Wang Anrong smelled even worse. The injuries he sustained had pus and rot due to lack of treatment.

But spiritual power cannot be used here, even if he doesn't want to touch the other party.

"Here……"

Wang Anrong was not unaware of the flash of disgust in Shi Yan's eyes. Not to mention the other party's disgust, he himself also disliked himself.

But what can be done? He also wanted to change places to sit.

Han Xin was shocked when she saw Wang Anrong whose appearance was no longer discernible.

"A Yan, who is he?"

Han Xin wanted to associate the other person with Wang Anrong, but the difference between this person and Wang Anrong's graceful and luxurious appearance was too far.

She refused to think that the two were the same person.

"Senior Brother Wang."

Shi Yan couldn't wait to put him on a stone near the entrance of the cave, and then checked his clothes.

Sure enough, his clothes were stained with blood that flowed from Wang Anrong's body. He ducked into the cave and changed his clothes.

Han Xin's eyes fell on Wang Anrong again. She really didn't expect that Wang Anrong would become like this.

"Senior Brother Wang, how could you...your face..." Then he thought of something and hurriedly took out the pill from the Qiankun bag.

"Junior Sister Han doesn't need to bring out any more elixirs. Junior Brother Shi has already given them to me."

have eaten? "What about you?"

"You can't use spiritual power here. I can't refine the elixir. I can only rely on my body to slowly absorb it." He now feels that his body is not as painful as before.

Han Xin temporarily forgot that spiritual power could not be used here, and she thought A Yan had forgotten it.

"Oh..." Han Xin put away the pill bottle and looked at Wang Anrong's face again.

"Senior Brother Wang, what is corroding your face?" I wonder if the healing elixir can cure it?
"White mist."

"It turns out that the white mist can really corrode the monk's body." Fortunately, they were fully prepared.

"Yes, I only know it after experiencing it myself."