She took the Xiuxian cannon fodder script

Chapter 302

The suzerain thought about Mo Yuheng's behavior, and finally nodded.

Stretch out your wrist, this is one of the weak points of monks, as long as Mo Yuheng has evil thoughts in his heart.

can kill him, but only after a fierce struggle is possible.

The suzerain will also be seriously injured.

Mo Yuheng didn't reach out to feel his pulse, a thin gray line appeared in his hand and spread out quickly.

It quickly turned into a thin rope-like aura, tightly tied the suzerain's wrist to feel the pulse, and the chaotic aura slowly entered the opponent's body to understand the opponent's injury.

Suddenly, it was discovered that the main body of the patriarch was seriously injured, and the eight extraordinary meridians in the body had shrunk to absorb and accommodate less aura.

In this way, the aura that the body can form and accommodate becomes scarce.

The strength will be greatly weakened, and the consumption of spiritual energy in the battle will suffer a loss and you can only let the enemy slaughter you.

Moreover, the other five viscera and six internal organs in the body were damaged by severe impact and compression, even if repaired by various geniuses and treasures, they could not be cured at all.

Unless there is the legendary fifth-grade healing holy-grade elixir, there is a chance of survival.

But the suzerain in front of him just barely used spiritual support and genius treasures to continue his life.

He obviously still has 500 years of life, but because of this incident, his life was lost abruptly.

The vitality in the body is almost cut off, and luck has accounted for a large part of being able to live until now.

"How about it?"

The suzerain looked hopeful, wondering what would happen next?
But he still wants the 1/10000 chance that Mo Yuheng can save him.

Mo Yuheng frowned tightly. It is really difficult to successfully treat such a weak body.

Unless she has the legendary fifth-grade healing holy medicine, she doesn't have the strength to refine it.

There is no cure at all, and this is the only known way now.

"I'm sorry, suzerain."

Mo Yuheng had no choice but to withdraw his aura, and turned his hand down.

Hearing these words, the suzerain shattered the fantasy in his heart, and sighed with a heavy heart: "Hey!"

"However." Seeing the suzerain's disappointed expression, Mo Yuheng hesitated before saying these two words.

When the suzerain heard this, his eyes lit up and he stared straight at Mo Yuheng, trying to hear if there was any good news.

Mo Yuheng: "Sect Master, I have a way to continue the vitality of your body."

"any solution?"

This sentence is simply the last straw, the suzerain just wants to hold on tightly, even if there is a glimmer of life, he will not hesitate.

Everyone wants to live, not just die.

There are still dreams in my heart, and there are unfinished things.

"This is the second-grade pill that I have refined for a while. If you take one pill every day, it can slowly warm and nourish the internal organs and the eight meridians. Although the effect cannot be achieved all at once, it will have a good effect after years of accumulation."

Mo Yuheng took out a bottle of elixir to the suzerain, and the suzerain waved his hand to easily control the elixir bottle and held it in his hand, and slowly opened it with a scent of medicine: "This is..."

"That's right, the long-lost Chong Hua Pill, taking it for a long time is good for your body."

The suzerain's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly put it into the storage ring for fear that someone would snatch the elixir.

"it is good."

"The suzerain needs to retreat during this time, or your body will not be able to bear it."

"Girl, you are fine, you can rest assured that the entire Tianyan Sect will support you to become a third-rank alchemist."

"Then thank you suzerain, if there is nothing else, then I will leave first."

Bidding farewell to the suzerain, Mo Yuheng left quickly and wanted to return to his residence.

Today, I still didn't have the opportunity to tell the suzerain that she had actually broken through to the third grade of consciousness, and no one noticed his abnormality.

Just as he was about to return to his residence, there was a familiar boy standing outside the door, the same boy who brought him to this residence last time.

"What's the matter?"

"See uncle, there is a person outside the gate of Tianyanzong who wants to see you, do you have time to go there now?"

"Who is it?" Mo Yuheng felt different, and someone would come to him.

When he came to this world, although he knew many people, the only one who got along well was Yang Fei and his fake younger brother Mo Yuxi.

Now that Mo Yuxi has been brought into Tianyan Sect by him, there is only one person, Yang Fei.

This is just speculation, and it cannot be fully confirmed that it is him.

"That fellow Taoist called himself Yang Fei, and said that it was your friend who wanted to come and ask you, and he had something to say."

Mo Yuheng nodded, threw a Lingshi to the boy, took out the flying sword and quickly walked outside the gate of Tianyanzong.

Ever since the natal magic weapon given to him by his master Fusang will be refined, he originally wanted to refine it, but he didn't have the time.

But now thinking about the inheritance of that sword technique, Mo Yuheng resolutely gave up making this sword his natal weapon.

After all, one does not need the existence of natal weapons to practice and inherit the skills, and that will more than affect the display of one's own strength.

The real weapon is to forge a sword with your body, let yourself become a sharp sword, and the sword energy will be transformed into shape and light.

Let yourself have a steady stream of weapons to fight with others, and you will have a sharp sword on your body.

Containing all the middle avenues gathered together, this is in line with the chaotic avenue he took, so that the speed of cultivation will increase.

On the contrary, it has been greatly reduced. When he was practicing, he lacked the epiphany of various swordsmanship and thus wasted time.

Therefore, during this period of time, the natal weapon was not refined at all, and the natal weapon could only be used when fighting with others.

Or it can be sent to sell, maybe someone who needs it can get a large amount of cultivation resources.

When he came to the gate, he just saw a man in white falling into his sight.

This person is the familiar Yang Fei, who else?
"What do you want me to do here?"

Mo Yuheng's voice transmission arrived immediately.

Yang Fei looked anxious, and put down the hand on his chest.

The anxiety between the brows slowly eased: "Fellow Daoist, it's really great that you're finally here."

Come over panting, reach out and grab Mo Yuheng's jade hand.

I just want to pull it away.

Mo Yuheng stood there calmly, letting the other party pull him and remain still.

"If there is something to explain first."

Yang Fei stamped anxiously, not knowing what to do with the other party?
It's still not easy to offend the person in front of him, and it's also because he didn't make things clear in advance.

Seeing his hand, he grabbed the little girl's hand, blushing and retracting it like an electric shock.

Briefly told him that Mo Yuxi had suddenly disappeared some time ago, and sent a large number of people to search everywhere but could not find him.

Missing felt a little uneasy, blaming himself for not taking good care of Mo Yuxi.

He could only go to Tianyanzong overnight to find Mo Yuheng and see what he would do next.

Mo Yuheng nodded to show he knew, and told him everything about Mo Yuxi.

Yang Fei was obviously relieved, fortunately the kid was fine.

It's all because he didn't pay much attention to Mo Yuxi on weekdays, that this kind of thing happened, and he felt guilty for no reason.

Seeing that the other party didn't mean to be angry, he was relieved.

(End of this chapter)