"Did you save me from Wei Chong?"
Li Mu tried hard to open his eyes. As his consciousness gradually became clear, he was a little confused.
He had vaguely guessed that the man with a square face and whiskers, as well as his stunningly beautiful wife, were not ordinary people.
"I just brought you here before he could find you."
The man said with a smile.
His smile gave people a sense of forthrightness and reliability, which made people believe everything he said at once.
"Where am I?"
Li Mu felt a little dizzy, and his physical condition made him a little nervous.
"In the river cave behind the Nine-dragons Fall." The man smiled, raised his palm, and patted Li Mu's body rhythmically and rhythmically, and said, "You can call me Guo Yuqing." Every time he clapped his hands, a warm current would be injected into Li Mu's senseless body, bringing him a sense of comfort.
"In the water curtain cave behind the Nine-dragons Fall?"
"It turned out to be in this place."
"No wonder I heard the roar of the waterfall."
"Thanks a lot."
Li Mu thanked him.
"Guo Yuqing?"
He had never heard of this name before.
"Your injury is very serious. The bones of your spine and lower limbs are almost completely broken. You need to rest for several months to fully recover." Guo Yuqing breathed a long sigh and said, "I have used my internal qi to help you dredge your broken limbs."
Li Mu nodded, and he understood.
In fact, this result was even better than he had imagined before. Before, he thought he might really have to face the disaster, and his body would be smashed into meat paste, or burned into ashes by the flood dragon's blood.
The outbreak of the flood dragon's blood was beyond his expectation, and all his plans were disrupted.
"The flood dragon's blood is fusing in your body … You are really bold. The flood dragon has been cultivating here for thousands of years, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, swallowing the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, and is about to transform into a dragon. There is majestic energy in its blood. If ordinary people were drenched in flood dragon's blood and mistakenly ate flood dragon's blood, they might have already exploded. But your body is very special, and you have persisted."
Guo Yuqing said.
Li Mu also had a lingering fear.
The horror of flood dragon's blood was far beyond his imagination.
Thinking back to his previous actions, it was indeed rash of him to use his sword to destroy the flood dragon's head.
"Wei Chong of the Qing Sha Clan is chasing after you. Bai Rushuang of the Sirius Clan will not let you go. There are also some evil people … You can't go back to the county in such a state. Just stay in this cave and recuperate slowly. After a few months, when you recover from your injuries, we can talk about it." Guo Yuqing suggested.
Two to three months?
Li Mu frowned.
He could wait, but Qing Feng and Ming Yue might be in danger.
Li Mu knew very well what kind of people those so-called martial arts practitioners were, especially Wei Chong. If he could not find Li Mu, he would inevitably vent his anger on others. At that time, Qing Feng and Ming Yue would be the first to bear the brunt, and Ma Junwu, Feng Yuanxing, and the others might also be implicated.
Moreover, there was a group of Jianghu people locked up in the county jail, and they were all time bombs. If he did not go back for a long time, he was afraid that there would be trouble.
"You don't have to think too much about other things. I'll handle them for you." Guo Yuqing seemed to have seen through Li Mu's mind.
"Senior, you are …" Li Mu asked.
Guo Yuqing said, "I'm just a fugitive who wandered the world."
What a pretentious sentence!
On Earth, only those artistic youths who groaned because they were not sick would say such words lightly when they looked up at a 45-degree angle and curled the corners of their mouths.
But Li Mu could feel that this man was not pretending, but really sighed helplessly.
Perhaps there was another dust-laden Jianghu story behind it.
Based on the fact that he could enter the cave behind the curtain of the Nine-dragons Fall, Li Mu could infer that his martial arts cultivation was very strong, and he was definitely not an ordinary person.
However, since the other party was unwilling to tell him, Li Mu would not pester him to ask.
"Given your current condition, it's not suitable for you to eat. Have a good rest here. I'm going to look for some healing herbs. I'll come back tomorrow morning. " Guo Yuqing stood up and added some dry firewood to the bonfire next to him to ensure that the bonfire could burn for a long time. Then, he said, "It's very safe here. You don't have to worry. The people of Qing Sha Clan can't find this place."
After that, he gave a few more instructions and directly left.
Li Mu lay on the ground covered with dry grass, motionless.
The heat current that Guo Yuqing slapped into his body just now was swimming in his limbs like an electric current.
That was also the only feeling that Li Mu could perceive.
"No, I have to find a way to recover quickly. I can't waste too much time."
Although Guo Yuqing was trustworthy, Li Mu still hoped that he could solve all the problems by himself. It was a terrible feeling to entrust his fate to others.
It was better to rely on oneself than others.
He tried to move his limbs, but he felt no feedback.
"I can only rely on the Xiantian Skill."
Li Mu lay quietly on the ground, and the rhythm of his breath began to become slow and long. He got rid of other distractions in his mind, united his mind and spirit, and ran the Xiantian Skill.
As he breathed, the airflow in the cave began to flow quietly.
In the Water Curtain Cave behind the waterfall, the Spiritual Qi was much richer than in the outside world. As Li Mu ran the Xiantian Skill more and more smoothly, he could feel that when he opened his mouth to breathe, it was like drinking wine.
Gradually, Li Mu's breath became heavier and longer.
He finally felt that his chest was heaving up and down.
His body's perception seemed to be recovering little by little.
The heat current that Guo Yuqing slapped into his body before had completely dissipated.
Instead, it was the power of the Spiritual Qi that was inhaled into his body when he breathed.
The Spiritual Qi current was like a stream, mellow and long, which made Li Mu feel more pleasant and comfortable than the heat current that Guo Yuqing slapped into his body.
When the Spiritual Qi heat current surged, it seemed that invisible lines were re-drawing his body. In this way, Li Mu could feel the existence of his body from the feeling.
Breathe.
Breathe.
Two streams of white mist, like two nimble little white snakes, were stretching and contracting in his nostrils.
That was a symptom that only a master of internal qi would have when he breathed.
Time ticked by.
About two hours later, beads of sweat rolled down Li Mu's forehead.
He felt the scorching heat that was like a raging fire reappear in his body.
That was the poison of flood dragon's blood lurking in his body.
Li Mu guarded his mind and continued to run the Xiantian Skill.
Then, something wonderful happened.
At this time, the internal qi that was inhaled into his body was no longer a warm current, but a cool feeling like autumn water. It flowed all over his body and suppressed the heat of the poison of flood dragon's blood.
As he breathed, mouthfuls of Spiritual Qi entered his body.
As if running water put out the fire, the poison of flood dragon's blood in Li Mu's body gradually became undetectable.
Time flew by in this silent cultivation.
About half an hour later.
Li Mu's body completely recovered.
He slowly moved his limbs, exerted strength in his arms, and sat up on the spot.
However, as he moved his limbs, he felt severe pain.
It seemed that many broken bones in his body were broken again.
As soon as Li Mu saw it, he gasped.
It turned out that his legs, feet, and even his arms and palms had all been deformed. They were bent at all kinds of shocking and irregular angles, as if he was suffering from polio or underdevelopment. The skin on the surface of his body was a mess of flesh and blood, covered with bloody scars.
Because of his movement just now, some of the scabs cracked open again, and fresh blood oozed out.
His entire person seemed to have turned into an underdeveloped monster with strange limbs and strange arms.
Such a discovery made Li Mu's heart sink.
But he did not despair.
For a long time, there had been a very strange and contradictory factor in Li Mu's character.
Normally, he was afraid of death, pain, and danger. He was cowardly and wretched, and he didn't want to cause trouble. However, once he was truly in a hopeless situation and encountered true suffering, he would instead become calmer than an ordinary person, more straightforward, and more decisive.
This situation seemed to arouse the blood deep in his heart, and the whole person became calm and composed.
He gritted his teeth, moved his legs, and sat cross-legged on the spot.
This process was also extremely slow.
Some broken bones in his body, which had recovered a little under the strong healing power, but had not fully grown, were broken again because of Li Mu's movement. At the same time, the scars on the surface of his body cracked, and the pain was overwhelming, like being cut by a knife.
Blood flowed down his legs and soaked the hay under Li Mu.
Enduring the sharp pain, Li Mu sat cross-legged in a complete posture.
He ran the Xiantian Skill again.
Breathing, breathing.
The magic of the Xiantian Skill was vividly demonstrated again.
As Li Mu breathed, the pain in his body faded like the tide.
That kind of cool feeling, as if the body was soaked in fairy liquid, enveloped his whole body again.
Time flew.
Another hour passed in the blink of an eye.
Li Mu, like a statue, quietly sat cross-legged on the spot.
The blood under his body had solidified and dried up.
The scars on the surface of his body gradually healed, and even began to degenerate and fall off at an incredible degree, revealing a kind of bright red new skin below.
This was simply a miracle.
The same injury, even a super-class warrior with strong vitality, might need several months to recover to this degree, but Li Mu only spent a short period of more than an hour.
The Xiantian Skill was indeed an immortal's Cultivation Method.
Li Mu opened his eyes.
He looked down at his physical condition, with a smile in his eyes, and slowly nodded.
His judgment was correct.
This kind of injury could be completely healed.
He felt, in his body, the strength was recovering.
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