Eternal Tranquility

The green spiritual light melted into the body, and Bi Shen felt that the place where it flowed was like being soaked by gentle water. The pain of the wound immediately eased a lot, and even the fatigue quietly receded.

He turned his head and looked at his waist in surprise, and then replied to Liu Qinghuan's words: "A few days ago, the people stationed at Langdian Xuefeng led a group of ghosts and suddenly rushed into the forest. We had no choice but to We can only retreat deep into the mountains and ask for help from Senior Wu Luan in Bishuiyuan."

He raised his round head and said, "Senior Wu Luan owes us the Ancient Beast Clan a favor, so he is willing to help."

Liu Qinghuan stretched out his finger, and an extremely fast beam of light rushed out of his fingertips, beating an imp that rushed toward him into smoke. He glanced at the oolong in the sky.

"How come people from the Floating Moon Realm suddenly attack you? Weren't we all in peace before? Could it be..."

Bi Shen shook his head and said: "Actually, those people have been coveting our ancient beast forest for a long time. Before you came, they had broken in several times, but the scale was not as big as this time. This time they probably wanted to borrow those With the hands of ghosts, destroy our ancient beast clan in one fell swoop.”

He still maintained his animal body, and there was no expression on his furry tiger face, but his golden eyes showed anger and sadness.

Lowering his head, Bi Shen's huge animal form was still much taller than the standing Liu Qinghuan, but he said cautiously: "Fellow Daoist Liu, what kind of healing technique did you just use? It seems to be very effective. You, you..."

Liu Qinghuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Huh?"

Bi Shen turned to look behind him, full of expectation and almost pleading: "There was a sudden attack on the clan, and many of my clan members were seriously injured as a result, so I would like to ask you if you can also take a look at mine. Clan?"

Liu Qing said with a smile: "What did I think? Okay, I understand."

Bi Shen couldn't help but be overjoyed and wagged his tail in gratitude.

While the two were talking, countless ghosts were already swarming around, including several high-level ghosts, whipping up gusts of sinister wind and rushing over at the head of the crowd.

Bi Shen couldn't speak anymore. The deep and powerful tiger roar contained the power of a king, so frightened the surrounding monsters that they couldn't help but fight.

But before he could rush out, he saw Liu Qinghuan leaping into the air, her body flashing like she was walking on the wind of nothingness, elegant and unpredictable.

The attack was very domineering, with the sword energy flowing horizontally, the little devils were swept away like leeks in the field, and instantly turned into a black smoke and disappeared in the sky and earth. Even high-level ghosts can't escape the sword in his hand, almost one sword at a time, crisp and invincible!

There was a moment of silence in this corner. As soon as Liu Qinghuan turned around, he saw countless pairs of eyes below staring at him with dumbfounded eyes. Even the little devils who kept talking for a moment were so scared that they closed their mouths and retracted their fangs and claws. , I just want to get away from the killing god as soon as possible.

With a flash from the corner of Liu Qinghuan's eyes, he saw a floating moon realm Nascent Soul monk flying towards this side. He waved his sleeves and said, "Bi Can, I'll leave this place to you."

The majestic white tiger finally recovered from his daze. After a moment, a warm and reverent light burst out from his golden eyes. He felt that the fighting spirit in his whole body was boiling like it was ignited. With a "oooo", he flew forward to intercept the man who was looking for him. People who come here do the repairs.

Just as Mu Yinyin and others arrived, leaving the battlefield to them, Liu Qinghuan flashed across the entire battlefield like a gust of wind, rushing towards the corner where the Ancient Orcs gathered.

Those ancient beast tribesmen probably saw what happened before. When they saw Liu Qinghuan, many young warriors took a peek and spontaneously separated a path to let him enter the inner circle where the weaker tribesmen stayed.

Liu Qinghuan glanced around and saw that these young warriors had various animal shapes, and their fur looked extremely messy, and some places were bloody. But even if they were injured, as long as they could still move, they would not take a step back, because behind them were their tribesmen, and they were willing to fight bloody battles to protect their tribesmen.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help feeling a little emotional, and moved her fingers while walking towards the inner circle.

Countless mung bean-sized gleams of light flew out from his fingertips, as if a sudden heavy rain had diluted the dense aura of death around him.

"Ah, what is this? It's got into my body!"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

"It's so comfortable... Hey, my injury is healing quickly!"

"Me too! Are those raindrops medicine? What a magical medicine!"

For a moment, the young warriors all screamed in surprise and joy, mixed with various excited beast roars. The fatigue and lethargy all over their bodies were swept away, and even the monsters within the scope of the rain were in high spirits. A lot.

Amidst the laughter, the ghosts who accidentally got caught in the rain suddenly began to wail and howl, rolling on the ground in pain, with black smoke rising from their bodies!

Liu Qinghuan's Qingmu Qi contains extremely powerful and vigorous vitality, and those ghosts are extremely evil and are condensed bodies of death energy. When encountering the completely incompatible Qingmu Qi, it is naturally like being poured with boiling oil.

As one goes and the other goes, the ancient beast warriors become more energetic and their offensive becomes more fierce.

Without looking at the situation behind him, Liu Qinghuan walked into the inner circle and saw that the weak and old ancient beast tribesmen were not idle either. Some were grinding herbs, some were passing them around, and others were taking care of them. Those soldiers who were seriously injured.

Regarding his arrival, these people no longer had the hostility they had when they first met him, and many of them still had gratitude on their faces.

A little Dingdian, who was probably only four or five years old, ran over and timidly bowed to Liu Qinghuan with an ancient orc salute. Then he bravely took one of his hands and brought him to a man lying on a worn-out straw mat.

Liu Qinghuan squatted down and saw that this ancient beast tribesman was almost completely breathless. A long laceration extended from his left shoulder to his lower back. His internal organs and abdomen were exposed, and he had been infected by some kind of vicious corpse poison. It turned blue-green, almost turning into a puddle of pus.

In addition to this, this man's eyes were wide open and his expression was dead. He was obviously injured in his soul.

Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised that this person was still alive after being like this. After a closer look, he found that there was a group of Qi firmly guarding the other person's heart, but it was so weak that it was about to sever.

An old woman with several strings of colorful stones hanging around her neck was sitting next to the straw mat, feeding a kind of yellow-brown juice into his mouth, and kept muttering in a low voice. The white light like water vapor wrapped around the man's wound, and just after dispelling the weird blue-green layer, the corpse poison quickly came back.

Seeing Liu Qinghuan, the old woman hesitated for a moment and gave way.

Someone said next to him: "This is our clan doctor."

Liu Qinghuan nodded to the other person, and her eyes fell on the yellow-brown juice in the bowl in her hand. She found that as the juice entered the mouth, the man's injury did not get better, but there was a little more glimmer in his eyes, and she couldn't help but feel a move in her heart.

After thinking about it, he decided to save the person first. He stretched out his palm and gently covered the man's wound. The rich green energy overflowed from under the palm and enveloped the man's whole body.

Other ancient beast tribe members also gathered around and saw with their own eyes that the blue-green corpse poison that they could not remove no matter how hard they tried was getting lighter and lighter, and the mushy organs were also recovering rapidly, returning to flesh-pink color in a short time. , revitalized.

"oh!"

"Wow!"

There were exclamations one after another. This scene of almost coming back to life shocked everyone present. When the chest of the man on the ground suddenly rose and fell, his breathing gradually became calmer, and Liu Qinghuan's eyes were full of gratitude.

In fact, for Liu Qinghuan, as long as there is still breath, such trauma is not difficult to treat. What is difficult is the injuries in the soul, Dantian, and sea of ​​consciousness, which require the help of elixirs.

He stood up and was about to ask the old woman about the juice, when he suddenly stopped at his feet!

"Did you hear anything?"

The Ancient Beast Tribe people surrounding him were stunned for a moment. Liu Qinghuan turned his head and looked to the west, the expression on his face became extremely solemn, and there was a hint of caution: "Rumble, like the sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking!"

A young soldier suddenly fell to the ground, and then shouted with ecstasy: "It's a tide of beasts, a tide of beasts rushing out of the forest!"