Jiang Wen and Xue came to the medical clinic, where he saw Xiu Qi lying on the bed.
Xiu Qi's chest had a large hole, revealing his beating internal organs.
He was soaked in bright red blood, and if he hadn't cultivated to have strong vitality, he would have died long ago.
He breathed with his mouth slightly open, trying his best to maintain his consciousness.
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"How could he be so badly injured?" Jiang Wen helped Xiu Qi maintain his life and turned to look at Xue beside him, asking seriously.
The three fought, but Xiu Qi and Xue were no match for the opponent.
In the end, to help Xue cover her escape, Xiu Qi was hit by the cultivator's magical artifact, turning him into what he was now.
"If I hadn't wanted to go out, Xiu Qi wouldn't be like this now.
It's all my fault, it's all my fault," Xue said, crying.
Xiu Qi, who was lying on the bed, seemed to hear the conversation between the two.
He turned his head with difficulty and tugged at Jiang Wen's sleeve: "Master, it's not Senior Sister's fault.
It's me, it's me who is useless and couldn't protect her."
"What time is it, and you two are still taking responsibility for each other here," Jiang Wen said amusingly.
He pointed his finger at Xiu Qi's wound, used Xiu Qi's blood to draw a talisman, and stuck the talisman on his wound.
The blood that was originally overflowing stopped.
He took out a few more pills, crushed them, and sprinkled them on the wound.
After doing all this, Jiang Wen couldn't help but be covered in sweat.
He looked at Xiu Qi, whose face was gradually improving, and breathed a sigh of relief: "You're lucky, your teacher came to save you.
If it had been a little later, even the Great Luo Golden Immortal would not have been able to save you."
"Thank, thank you, Master," Xiu Qi barely managed to force a smile, his voice weak.
Xue next to him couldn't help but smile through her tears when she heard the news.
The pharmacists watching from the side were amazed by Jiang Wen's god-like methods.
Although they knew the power of Shennong, they now knew what it meant to bring the dead back to life.
After asking Xue in detail what the cultivator looked like and where they met, Jiang Wen got up and rushed to that mountain range.
Now that his disciple had been bullied, it wouldn't be so easy to run away.
He entered the mountain.
The scenery on both sides was peculiar.
Soon, he arrived at the front of a cave, where Jiang Wen found a mountain cave.
Walking inside, the environment suddenly opened up, and the cave was brightly lit.
Jiang Wen looked at the scene in front of him with some surprise, feeling surprised by this mysterious cave.
He looked at the idol in the center of the cave, which was slightly different from the righteous gods of the Righteous God Dao in his impression, but the form was the same.
Bottles and jars were placed on all sides of the cave, all covered with cloths.
A fishy stench wafted over, and the nauseating smell made Jiang Wen feel a little disgusted.
He saw a fat man lying on the bed not far away, who didn't seem to notice his arrival.
"Who are you? Where is this?" Jiang Wen asked him.
The other party heard Jiang Wen's words and quickly turned around, looking at him and revealing a strange expression.
"This is where I hide.
Hehe he.
But you, little monkey, how did you come to my cave?"
"I just got lost in the mountains and accidentally saw this place," Jiang Wen pretended to be innocent, as if he really was a lost person.
"So that's how it is, then you can rest here.
Go back tomorrow," the man laughed, his voice a little strange.
"Come here, I'll show you something good."
Jiang Wen naturally pretended to believe him and walked over pretending to be curious.
The man led him to the idol and then walked around the idol a few times.
"Look," the man pointed at the idol, and saw that the center of the idol suddenly opened, and a strong bloody smell hit Jiang Wen's sense of smell.
"This, what is this?"
Jiang Wen looked at the dark red mud pool in horror, unable to react for a moment.
"Do you like it? Why don't you go in too, hehe," the man's voice was close to Jiang Wen's ear, and before he could turn around, a sharp stabbing pain came from his waist.
Jiang Wen looked at his abdomen in disbelief.
At this moment, a sharp short sword was piercing through his body.
A sharp pain spread throughout his body, and Jiang Wen felt his strength fading, and he fell to the ground.
He struggled to raise his head, looking at the person standing in front of him with incomprehension in his eyes.
"Why, why," Jiang Wen asked unwillingly.
"Why? Why! Hahaha," the man let out a crazy laugh, he squatted down, his mouth smiling at a hundred and eighty degrees, like a clown's smile, making people horrified.
"What else could it be for, of course it's to eat you.
I didn't expect someone to get lost and come to my door, it's really my blessing."
"Eat, eat me? We are all humans, why do you want to eat people?!" Jiang Wen asked him, pretending to be sad.
"Do I need to ask why after eating you?
Because, I like it."
The 'man' pointed to his face, and then used his hand to buckle into his face in Jiang Wen's wide eyes.
Accompanied by the sizzling sound of flesh tearing, pus and blood like mud dripped down.
The dark skin was torn open, revealing a young and sharp face.
His eyes were like those of a hunting poisonous snake, staring at Jiang Wen lying on the ground with a smile.
Until the skin was completely torn open, a gloomy long-haired youth appeared in front of Jiang Wen.
His mouth was smiling, and a mouth suddenly grew out of his forehead!
"I smell your taste, what a good sacrifice, the god will definitely like it!" The sharp laughter resounded through the cave, and the long-haired youth reached out and stroked Jiang Wen's cheek.
"It's so good, this is the blessing of the Supreme Venerable."
"Supreme Venerable, who is it, why would it make you treat me like this?
If it is a god, it will definitely not watch the same race eat each other," Jiang Wen looked at the idol, and he tentatively asked again.
He had never understood the Supreme Venerable of the Righteous God Dao, and now that he had the opportunity, he could ask more questions.
"The Supreme Venerable is naturally the greatest Celestial Venerable, it will save the world and rescue people from the misty fog."
The youth walked up to Jiang Wen, reached out and pinched his face.
"You should be happy, after all, by becoming one with me, you will have the opportunity to see the Supreme Celestial Venerable."
"So, that's how it is.
So eating people is also required by the Celestial Venerable in your mouth?" Jiang Wen grinned, and he laboriously put one hand in his arms.
"It's just that the Celestial Venerable saved me," the youth smiled.
"The Celestial Venerable told me and others that human life is bait, and we are no exception.
When the world cannibalizes the last person, the fog will dissipate.
All living beings will be rescued."
"Now, including you, I can finally offer sacrifices to the Celestial Venerable.."
"I see," Jiang Wen nodded, he covered the wound on his abdomen and said slowly.
"A brutal person like you should not live in this world.
The Celestial Venerable you believe in is just a beast!"
Hearing this, the youth did not refute, he just looked at Jiang Wen with a smile, wanting to see how he struggled.
"You better struggle quickly, otherwise, hee hee hee."
"Since you believe in the Celestial Venerable so much, why not go and ask the Celestial Venerable in your mouth," Jiang Wen stood up, and in the youth's stagnant smile, he pulled out the short sword and threw it aside after kneading it into a ball.
"Instead of sacrificing others, why not go and ask your Celestial Venerable yourself."
As Jiang Wen's voice fell, the majestic energy burst out like a shock wave.
Accompanied by a loud bang, the youth touched his empty abdomen in disbelief.
"How, how could it be!
How could it be like this!" Pulp dripped, like a broken watermelon.
He looked at Jiang Wen standing in front of him with his mouth open, revealing a confused expression.
"Where did you get this power, who are youโฆ"
"Impossible?"
The youth said, and then the whole person fell to the ground.
His chest heaved, and it looked like he wouldn't live long.
Jiang Wen looked at the youth and threw him into the mud pool in front of the idol.
Looking at the rolling mud, it seemed that something was about to come out.
"Celestial Venerable?
Let me see what kind of immortal it is," the flying sword appeared, and Jiang Wen held the talisman and looked at the thing slowly forming in the blood pool.
