Sword martial arts dragon

Chapter 189
The man floating over was naturally the unconscious Zhao Letian.

The girl by the river did not look away because of shyness, on the contrary, there was concern in her beautiful eyes, carefully sizing up Zhao Letian's body.

She is the most outstanding pharmacist in the tribe, and a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded. She will not ignore a person who does not know whether he is alive or dead in the holy river for no reason.

"This person is physically strong, without a single wound on his body, but his breath is weak, his pulse beats weakly, and his face is extremely pale. It is obvious that he has suffered from excessive blood loss, and he has temporarily passed out. Take him back to the tribe talk later."

The girl quickly saw Zhao Letian's symptoms, and then waved her hand, wrapped Zhao Letian's body with the power of vitality, and brought him to the shore.

Looking at Zhao Letian's body again, the blush on the girl's cheeks became more intense, then she gritted her teeth, took out a set of her own clothes from the storage ring, put them on for Zhao Letian, and then carried Zhao Letian on her back, He rushed to the Hundred Flowers Tribe.

……

Zhao Letian, who was in a coma, had a dim sense of consciousness. He felt that he was lying on a delicate and warm shoulder, smelling the intoxicating fragrance of a young girl, bumping all the way, rushing to an unknown distance.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Letian felt that he was placed on a comfortable bed, and then fell asleep again.

"Cailian, where did you get a man? Why do you still let him sleep on your bed? It's so shameful. Take him to my room."

In the Hundred Flowers Tribe, in a tent, there was an old man with a strong body and gray beard who was wearing a short animal skin jacket, frowned, and said to the girl.

"Father, I picked him up from the holy river. Saving people is the most important thing. I can't control that much. Besides, we martial arts practitioners can sleep and rest. It doesn't matter where we live. Let him live here in the future. I'll just pitch another tent."

Wearing a long animal skin dress, the girl named Cailian shook her head and smiled, and said indifferently.

"It's okay to let him live here, but Cailian, although we are alchemists, we can't save everyone. You don't know anything about this person. If he is a person with evil intentions or even hostile People of the tribe, if you saved him, wouldn’t that be the same as leading wolves into the house?”

The gray-bearded old man said with a sad face, his daughter is good at everything, but she is too simple and kind. She has never left the tribe to go out to experience, and she has no idea how sinister people are.

"Father, how could it be? The fact that this person survived drifting in the holy river means that he is a person favored by the Holy Spirit, and the Holy Spirit will never protect a person with a wicked mind. I believe that the Holy Spirit sent him to Our Hundred Flowers Tribe must have intentions, perhaps, he can bring the blessing of the Holy Spirit to our tribe."

Cailian smiled sweetly.

"Holy Spirit? That's just the god of protection in the legend of my Canglang Kingdom. It doesn't exist at all. You are too naive, daughter."

The grey-haired old man smiled wryly.

"Father, Cailian believes that the Holy Spirit must exist. If it weren't for the blessing of the Holy Spirit, how could a weak tribe like our Baihua tribe gain a foothold at the foot of this holy mountain and live a richer life than other tribes?"

Cailian shook her head, with pious eyes in her beautiful eyes.

"Well, Dad really has nothing to do with you, but just in case, Dad will use golden needles to seal off his meridians and air points, and imprison his cultivation, so that even after he recovers, he can't do anything wrong."

The old man shook his head and said helplessly.

"Golden needle technique? Well, just do as father said, but if you find out later that he is not a person with evil intentions, father can't keep imprisoning his cultivation."

Cailian pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"That's natural, daughter, you go out first, Dad will give him a needle."

The old man nodded, said with a flash of inspiration in his hand, and took out a box of gold needles from the storage ring.

"Ah."

Cailian nodded and walked out of the tent.

"Stinky boy, according to the rules of my Hundred Flowers Tribe, if you get into a woman's bed, you will marry her. Your skin is pretty good. If you are not a villain with evil intentions, and your martial arts talent is justified, old man I don't mind letting you be with the girl Cailian, it just so happens that this girl is not too young, so staying in the tribe all the time is also a headache."

While talking to himself, the old man opened the needle box, took out the gold needle, burned it with fire, then aimed at a acupuncture point on Zhao Letian's chest, and stabbed it suddenly.

"clang!"

But who knows, the golden needle pierced Zhao Letian's chest, as if stuck on an iron plate, it couldn't penetrate at all.

"What? This kid's physical body is too perverted?"

The old man was startled suddenly, and then his face darkened, his eyes showed an unprecedented seriousness, his body swelled with the power of his true essence, and he picked up the golden needle again.

Being able to have such strong physical strength shows that Zhao Letian's strength must be no small matter, and the stronger Zhao Letian is, the more he wants to seal Zhao Letian's cultivation to prevent the tribe from being wiped out.

"The golden needle pierces the body, the cultivation base is completely sealed, go!"

After the old man's aura climbed to the peak, he poured all his strength into the golden needle, and stabbed it fiercely at Zhao Letian's chest. Only then did the golden needle sink into Zhao Letian's body inch by inch. The process was very laborious, causing the old man's forehead to Beads of sweat rolled down.

"This little pervert, I'm going to exhaust the old man, come again!"

After a few breaths, a golden needle was finally completely sealed into Zhao Letian's body. The old man was already flushed from exhaustion, and couldn't help but give Zhao Letian a blank look, and picked up a golden needle again.

……

"Why hasn't dad come out yet?"

Outside the tent, Cailian waited for half an hour, but she didn't see her father coming out. She couldn't help frowning, her beautiful eyes showing confusion.

She knew that her father's golden needle technique had already been practiced to the point of perfection, and it shouldn't take too long to seal a young man's cultivation base, unless the young man's cultivation base was far stronger than she imagined.

"It's finally over, Cailian, take care of this guy, feed him some herbs that replenish essence and blood every day, he should be able to wake up in a short time, dad is going to rest."

At this time, the old man finally came out, sweating profusely, his breath was weak, obviously exhausted physically.

"Father? How could this be? Could it be that his cultivation base is very high?"

Cailian asked in surprise.

"Don't mention it, father doesn't know whether that kid's cultivation is high or not, but his physical strength is very abnormal. His skin and flesh are as hard as fine steel. According to my estimation, his physical strength alone is enough to fight against the middle school." A person of the first-level true martial arts has resisted, just in case, I not only sealed his cultivation, but also imprisoned his physical strength."

The old man replied.

(End of this chapter)