Treating mortal injuries is an easy task for cultivators. With Lin Yihang's current state, he can also withstand...

As the magic formula changes, a powerful magic power surges out from Lin Yihang's body, driving the spiritual power fluctuations in the surrounding air, condensed into drops of small water droplets, extremely fine, like a ball of fog.

This fog, every moment, is crystal clear and brighter than the purest crystal. It is the water of life condensed by magic power, full of powerful breath of life. If it is placed in the world, it is no exaggeration to call it holy water.

Living dead, flesh and bones... can not only heal **'s injuries, but also the trauma of the soul.

Buzz —

In a rhythmic fluctuation, these crystal clear mist began to spread out, slowly floating towards the injured.

The closest one was a seriously injured gunman. His chest was penetrated by a blood clan jazz claw, and his heart was almost directly broken. Because he was a quasi-yellow-level ancient warrior, his vitality was far beyond ordinary people. After the battle, he ate another small Peiyuan Pill... so he barely lived to this day.

However, his condition is also very poor, his blood is almost dry, his face is sallow, his life is in danger, and he may die at any time.

A few drops of life water floated over and slowly fell down, and quickly penetrated into the moment he touched the seriously injured gunman.

Buzz —

The gunman seemed to have a soft light flashing, covering his whole body. This soft light flashed in a flash, making people think he had an illusion.

"Um--"

The gunman let out a comfortable moan, and his originally sallow face turned bloody. His eyes, which were confined, slowly opened, and the light flashed in his eyes, filled with vigorous spirit.

"Itchy..."

The gunman spoke, his voice hoarse, but he was full of energy. As he spoke, he reached out and began to tear the bandage wrapped around his chest.

"Be careful! Don't move around!"

Next to the nurse, the nurse needs to stop it.

"Look!"

Next to him, another nurse noticed something strange and quickly stopped her colleague.

“Huh?”

With a light eh, the two of them, who had originally looked at the patient's dying and low expression, all turned into shock, with incredible eyes.

I saw that the gunman pulled the bandage on his chest and exposed the huge wound on his chest. At this time, the wound was slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The granulation squirmed like insects, new flesh grew and covered the wound...

miracle!

This is like a miracle!

"Wow! What's going on?"

"I'm alive? Am I still alive?"

"I'm actually ready?"

"The wound is healing..."

There were cheers and exclamations everywhere around. A wounded man stood up miraculously, and their wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Sister Lin! It's Young Master Lin!"

"Look at the crystal water droplets in the sky, these are all holy water... they are holy water!"

"It must be Mr. Lin! Mr. Lin sprinkled the holy water and saved us!"

"Mr. Lin is a god! Mr. Lin is indeed a god! Whoever dares to say that Mr. Lin is not a god in the future? I will be the first to refuse him!"

"Hahaha...we have become the subordinates of the gods. Wouldn't this mean that we are the boys who are guarding the door of the gods' cave?"

Everyone was extremely excited. Some were excited about their recovery from their injuries, while more were grateful for being able to follow Lin Yihang, a godlike figure.

Some people even instantly developed a pious belief in the gods and immortals when they had feelings for Lin Yihang.

Of course, although this kind of emotion sprouted at this moment, it was not entirely produced at this moment. It was because Lin Yihang's omnipotent image has accumulated over time and over again, and finally exploded under the urging of this miracle.

Monk Zhenyi also relaxed his eyebrows after a muffled groan, and the pain on his face greatly reduced, and it slowly disappeared.

When Monk Zhenyi opened his eyes, his eyes lit up immediately.

The first thing he saw was some faint "fog" shrouded around him. These white mists were drops of crystal clear water droplets, extremely dazzling.

Monk Zhenyi could naturally sense his injuries, and his injuries were cured by these small "fog beads".

Holy Water!

Monk Zhenyi immediately thought of the legendary holy water in Buddhism. These small mist beads are absolutely no less magical than those holy waters!

The personal experience is the most real. Monk Zhenyi could feel that after being attacked by the Xuefutu Lihun, the feeling that the soul seemed to be about torn apart, but now the pain has completely disappeared, and replaced by the comfort from the depths of the soul.

Monk Zhenyi even felt that his soul is even stronger than before he was injured, because he was nourished by this "holy water". He speculated that perhaps it is possible that his life span could increase a little.

Thinking of this, his heart was pounding.

...

Lin Yihang's face was solemn. After watching these living waters float towards the injured, his spiritual sense moved and took out the blood floating map stored in the sea of ​​consciousness.

This so-called blood floating map is actually a relatively low-level soul-devouring banner. After the soul-devouring banner is sacrificed and refined, while attacking the enemy, it can imprison the enemy's soul into the banner, and after refining it, it will become a sharp soul in the banner, making the soul-devouring banner stronger step by step.

This was originally a very evil magic weapon, and it was also despised by thousands of people on the Xianxia Continent.

As a child of a well-known and upright school in Longhu Mountain, Lin Yihang naturally would not be unfamiliar with this kind of thing.

With a flip of his hand, he had already held the Blood Floating Map in his hand.

With a pinch of the magic trick in his hand, a seal was formed. As the spiritual consciousness moved, inscriptions flashed one by one, and they were printed into the blood floating map.

"Ao—"

The golden inscription fell into the black fog, and the rich fog immediately rolled and steeped in it, and bursts of shrill ghost roars came from it.

Immediately afterwards, ghosts appeared one after another. These ghosts only had facial expressions, grinning, and looked extremely painful. They seemed to want to struggle to escape, but were blocked and imprisoned by the black fog and could not escape.

However, with the imprint of the golden rune, the fog evaporated and the binding power was greatly reduced. These souls seized the opportunity and broke free from the screams. Then, they rotated back and forth around Lin Yihang, and each of them expressed a pleasant and grateful feeling.

"Go!"

Lin Yihang's magic trick changed, pointed forward, and guided by faint hazy yellow lights, these sharp souls flashed one after another, and penetrated into the bodies of several strong men lying side by side.

These strong men were originally stiff and covered with white cloth, and were treated as dead bodies.

However, the moment these Lihuns entered their bodies, all of these "corpses" were restored to their blood, their hearts beat, and their vitality was restored.

This naturally caused another shock, and even some people guarding next to him were initially frightened.

Soon, the news spread and the entire manor caused a sensation again.

Young Master Lin can not only help the wounded, but also truly save death! Even if the dead are dead, there is a possibility of saving them in the hands of his old man.

This is really a magical method!

...

Regardless of the cheers outside, Lin Yihang breathed a sigh of relief and took away the magic tricks in his hand.

A rain of life, a range of healing techniques, although the target is only mortals, is a bit worse for him, who is already at the end of his strength. The only magic power in his body is almost completely consumed.

However, it's all worth it, and it's a must.

The brothers suffered heavy damage to protect the manor. He never made any sense to refuse to save him. Even if he paid some price, he would save others first.

"It didn't disappoint everyone at all."

Lin Yihang sighed lightly, quickly calmed down, checked his mind inwardly, and his face immediately became serious.

Because of a series of battles, in order to act as a deterrent effect, there was no reservation every time they took action. It seemed to be pleasant to sweep the enemy, but Lin Yihang's own condition was even worse.

The magic power that I had accumulated with great effort was almost completely consumed. Especially the consumption of spiritual consciousness, without corresponding nourishment of treasures and spiritual medicines, this is very troublesome to supplement.

There is also the difficult curse runes, which are like maggots on the tarsal bones. Not only the runes in the head, he didn't even dare to test them with his spiritual sense. Those runes fell to the ground to the point where they were so powerful; even the scars on the body and body were originally just some of the remaining auras of curse runes, but now they tend to condense into curse runes again.

Lin Yihang had no doubt that if he did not take action to completely erase these scars as soon as possible, it would not take long to go, and they might really turn into curse runes... That would be really bad.

"The difficult curse rune has really become a maggot in the tarsal bones."

"But it is not easy to completely remove it! The injuries of cultivators are not as simple as those of ordinary people, not to mention that this is the damage caused by the interweaving of the fire spirit and the curse rune..."

Lin Yihang smiled bitterly.

Without too much emotion, time is precious, so start to do it immediately.

First, the spiritual consciousness moved.

Crazy!

Black shadows flashed, and treasures were all over the ground, but they were temporarily collected in the spiritual consciousness, including the punishment axe, the mechanical puppet parts of the hand of the biochemical warrior, and the corpse leader... At that time, Lin Yihang was temporarily collected into the sea of ​​consciousness and could not be stored for a long time, so he was naturally released.

These are all unparalleled things. Lin Yihang's eyes became a little hot when he took a look.

These things are better than the low level, which is very suitable for him at the current level. After his injury recovers, he will refine these things and his strength will definitely be further improved.

However, Lin Yihang did not lose himself. After glanced at it, he did not look at it more. He held a medium-grade spirit stone in his hands, sat cross-legged, and started to turn around the cycle of the world to restore his magic power. (To be continued...)

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