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Chapter 169 Scraping the Bones to Detoxify
Soon Shang Lingxiao gave her the answer, picking up the flower roots with his sword...

"My majestic Guanghan Sword is actually used to dig soil?!"

The next moment, a purple thunder and lightning suddenly appeared behind Shang Lingxiao. Jiang Su's pupils shrank suddenly and he quickly shouted, "Be careful behind you!"

The white-clothed sword cultivator sensed this and immediately dodged sideways. However, the injury on her waist had not yet healed, which actually made her a step slower than before.

"hiss--"

The thick purple thunder hit her ankle, instantly exploding bones and leaving blood and flesh around the wound.

Jiang Su couldn't bear to close her eyes and sighed, "Sister, please leave quickly, I want one."

Shang Lingxiao raised his head and glanced at the next thunder that was accumulating, then looked at an unknown grass close at hand, turned over with his injured leg, grabbed it and dodged out.

Jiang Su recognized it. This should be the herbal medicine used to treat thunder injuries in the black abyss. All things in the world are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. The nine-petal black kite flower represents lightning injuries, and those accompanying herbs are the healing products.

After a breath, Shang Lingxiao sat on the grass and quietly lifted the hem of his clothes.

Looking at the wound on his leg, he cut off the rotten flesh with his sword and randomly used some hemostatic medicine.

"Ling Xiao, this thunder and lightning is also a kind of poison. You can only use hemostatic medicine to stop it."

Shang Lingxiao looked at Heiyuan with a cold face, "It's too late, let's talk about it when we get back."

Jiang Su then remembered that the black kite flower had a time limit. The mission description stated that the flower must be brought back within two hours after picking it. Cangzhou was not far away, so this time was enough.

The two of them immediately returned to Yaowang Mountain.

The way up the mountain was on foot. When she arrived at the main hall to deliver the task, her ankle injury did not bleed.

Jiang Su squatted at the man's feet, pulling at the hem of his clothes and looking at it carefully, "This hemostatic medicine is so easy to use. It seems that Yao Wangshan has some strength."

When the monk in charge saw that it was the sword cultivator sister who handed over the task, his attitude was very good, "Senior Sister Shang, who is the person delivering this task?"

She took out a small wooden box, which contained a nine-petal black kite with flashing lights.

The monk in charge was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he immediately activated the communication talisman, "Sister Shang, wait a moment, this thing is needed urgently, I will ask the fellow disciple who issued the mission to come over."

a long time.

The monk in Xuanyi came running quickly.

When Jiang Su saw this person, he immediately stood up and watched the show attentively.

The visitor had his sleeves tied up in black clothes and was tall. His high horse tail swayed slightly with the movement. He casually wiped the sweat from his forehead and immediately grabbed the small wooden box. He was surprised, "It's really a nine-petal black kite?! How..."

The moment Jiang Xu saw Shang Lingxiao's face, the word "thank you" got stuck in her throat, like a fish bone stuck in her throat, making it difficult to spit it out.

A moment of silence.

His face was gloomy, his eyes were more cold and stern, and he finally bowed and said, "Thank you."

Shang Lingxiao's face was expressionless, he didn't care, and replied, "Yeah."

She turned to leave.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Xu suddenly stopped her, "Did you pick the thunder grass by the way?"

Shang Lingxiao turned around and nodded very honestly, "Yes."

Jiang Xu looked her up and down, but saw no injuries, and said bluntly, "I'll send you another mission. Just give me the Pure Thunder Grass."

Jiang Su's eyes widened in an instant, and he tugged at the hem of the sword cultivator in white clothes, "Brother, are you okay? Even if the injury is covered by the hem of your clothes, it's not like you, a medical cultivator, can't smell the blood."

He looked at her coldly, a pair of upturned narrow phoenix eyes reflecting a cold light. She also looked directly at him, her almond-shaped eyes were clear and calm, without any emotion.

After two breaths, she took out the herb that was not packed with anything and handed it to him.

Jiang Xu saw that the leaves were wilting a bit, and knew that Shang Lingxiao had caught them with his hands. She couldn't help frowning, "Next time, remember that this kind of grass should also be packed in a box. If the leaves are damaged, the medicinal effect will not be good."

He avoided her gaze and left quickly.

Shang Lingxiao was stunned in place, his eyes dimmed and his lips pressed into a thin line.

Jiang Su seemed to see... reluctance in her eyes.

But her eyes were too pure, like a child whose parents had taken away their favorite toys and gave them away. He said, "When you grow up and no longer need this, I will give it to the neighbor's child."

She said, "Okay."

Jiang Su sighed, really didn't understand, shook his head, and walked to her side leisurely, "Ling Xiao, why didn't you tell him that you were injured? Tell him that you also need this grass. He is a medical practitioner and he will definitely not Ignore it.”

Shang Lingxiao didn't say anything, he just returned to his yard, sat by the bed, and used his sword to clean off the wounds on his ankles bit by bit, along with a large piece of good meat that was not contaminated with lightning poison.

This method can indeed prevent the spread of thunder poison, but... Jiang Su frowned and felt complicated.

"The last person who scraped bones to treat poison was Mr. Guan. Why are you bothering? People have to talk when they have a mouth."

She was persuasive and persuaded, "If you don't say anything in this relationship, people will treat you as a soft persimmon. They will squeeze the juice out of you. Maybe they will use you to scramble eggs or stew beef brisket."

Sweat appeared on Shang Lingxiao's forehead, running down his beautiful face to his chin, and dripping to the ground.

It was impossible not to be in pain, she was human.

Her face was pale, and the corners of her lips were even bloodless. She was covered with the always-prepared hemostatic medicine Golden Sore Medicine and wrapped in a white cloth. Then she breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the bedside.

Jiang Su looked at her expressionless expression and endured the pain, and felt a little painful in her heart.

She sat beside the bed, borrowed Shang Lingxiao's spiritual power, put her fingertips around her wounds, and said warmly, "Put your cold energy on these locations."

Shang Lingxiao was confused, but he followed her instructions.

"Yes, just these few, then release the power belonging to your Jibing spiritual roots and gather the spiritual power here."

The next moment, Shang Lingxiao's wound was completely frozen and he could no longer feel the pain.

Jiang Su admired his masterpiece with satisfaction, "It's not bad, it's a teachable thing."

A trace of surprise flashed in Shang Lingxiao's eyes, and then there was a faint smile on his lips.

A few days later.

Shang Lingxiao suddenly received a message from the leader, asking her to visit the leader's residence. She didn't say anything. Jiang Su thought this was some sort of report that only a senior sister or senior brother could have.

The two went happily.

As soon as they entered the main hall, the two of them immediately saw a mysterious medical fairy drinking tea.

Jiang Xu was also stunned when she saw Shang Lingxiao, and then her face became gloomy, her eyes lowered, and she didn't know where to look at the dust on the ground.

Seeing his stinky face, Jiang Su couldn't bear it anymore and started complaining, "Has he ever been an actor before? He can change his face like this faster than turning the pages of a book."

"No, he always looked down when flipping through the book. He was flipping over and over. Why did he see the Golden House?"

Shang Lingxiao said nothing and gently touched the hilt of the sword, as if to comfort her.

"Tap tap -" the sound of footsteps came from far to near.

The leader is the old man with a white beard that Jiang Su saw that day.

He sat in the upper seat, frowning, looking at the incompatible atmosphere between the two people below, and sighed.

"Jiang Xu, Ling Xiao, you all know the problem with your spiritual roots right now."

Shang Lingxiao nodded with a paralyzed face.

Jiang Xu suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, and her eyes inquired, "Clear."

Hearing this, the leader sighed again, took out a long scroll from his sleeve, placed it on the table beside him, and looked at his sinister disciple.

"Jiang Xu, in order to save you last time, Ling Xiao entered the blood demon sect's killing array to summon blood demons. In the end, she had no choice but to take pills to break through the realm and enter the Yuanying. I checked and found that her physical foundation was severely damaged and her spiritual roots were not strong. Steady, if this goes on for a long time and is left alone, she will not live for ten years, and her spiritual roots will be backfired, and all her energy, blood, and body fluids will turn into ice. "

"As for you, since you came out of the Blood Demon Killing Formation, you have been in a trance from time to time, and your sense of smell has been blunted by the blood. Needless to say, you have been having a blast refining alchemy recently, so you can't control your spiritual roots."

When Jiang Xu was told what was on his mind, the veins on his forehead slightly rose, and he clenched his fists, "Yes."

The leader pushed the scroll and said frankly, "In that case, you can cultivate together."

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