I Really Don't Know How to Practice

Chapter 275 The Hidden Carriage

Han Xu used all his spiritual power, hugged Luo Ling, who was extremely weak, and felt so distressed that his heart was about to break.

Because a large amount of spiritual power was transferred into Han Xu's body, Luo Ling directly detonated the seal in her body. The powerful force was not something Luo Ling could bear at all. Most of her tendons and veins were directly destroyed. What was more fatal was that her dantian exploded because she could not bear such a strong spiritual power.

If it were not for the timely use of spiritual power by King Wei to extend her life, Luo Ling would have died on the spot.

Han Xu directly dissolved the ten thousand year old blood ginseng, turning it into the purest spiritual power and slowly transferred it into Luo Ling's body, saving her life while repairing her injuries.

After becoming a semi-saint, Han Xu's control over spiritual power became stronger and more precise, and the medicinal power of the ten thousand year old blood ginseng was not wasted in his hands.

As expected of a spiritual treasure nurtured by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for ten thousand years, after the power of the ten thousand year old blood ginseng entered Luo Ling's body, her complexion was visibly much better, but overall, the situation was still bad.

Han Xu and King Wei arrived at Wanhua Pavilion one after the other and left through the secret passage built by Wu Xiuxian.

Outside the royal city, Han Xu came to the place they had agreed on before. Sure enough, Qing'er, Bai Yiyi and Yingying were all there.

Although only one day had passed, when they met again, everyone couldn't help but feel as if they were in another world.

"Young Master." The three walked to Han Xu's side, looking at him with wounds all over his body and Luo Ling in his arms, whose life or death was unknown, they were all distressed, and tears welled up in their eyes.

Wu Xiuxian also came here. He looked at Han Xu and didn't know what to say.

Without waiting for others to continue, Han Xu said: "Let's go, leave here overnight."

"Young Master?"

"Han Xu?"

When everyone saw Han Xu appear here, they all thought that the matter was over, but now it seems that it may not be so optimistic.

"Emperor Wu is not dead. I can only trap him for one day at most, so we must leave before he comes out, the farther the better."

"And Luo Ling's condition is very bad. If he is not treated in time, he may be in danger." Han Xu said, and then he said to Zhang He, "Zhang He, go and bring my carriage."

After receiving the order, Zhang He turned into a shadow and disappeared without saying a word. Han Xu's mansion was still some distance away from the palace. Although it would also be affected by the battle, it was strange that Han Xu's exaggeratedly luxurious carriage was intact, and even the Fire Cloud Horse given to him by the King of Wei was still in full swing.

From the ruins, Zhang He easily found the carriage. He directly used his spiritual power to lift up the horse and carriage, and then flew out of the city.

When he arrived at Han Xu's place again, Zhang He was obviously panting.

Even if it was an ordinary supernatural master, carrying a carriage and a Fire Cloud Horse would not feel much burden, not to mention that Zhang He was also a powerful supernatural master.

But he did feel very tired, and the golden carriage was like a sacred mountain pressing on him.

"Han Xu, if you need a carriage, I have a lot here, why bother?" Wu Xiuxian walked over and said.

"My car is faster!" After Han Xu finished speaking, he carried Luo Ling into the car, and then asked King Wei and Qing'er to get in the car.

Han Xu opened the window and said to Zhang He: "Zhang He, you will stay in the royal city in the future. If you want, you can assist the Third Prince, and of course you can do something you want to do."

The reason why Han Xu did not take Zhang He with him was mainly because of his identity. As a core member of the Shadow, it was inevitable that some restrictions would be left in his body, and he might be easily tracked.

Perhaps, after Han Xu left, he would unlock the illusion field, and then Zhang He would understand everything that happened.

I wonder what the mood would be like when this extraordinary master who had been patient for many years learned the truth.

However, after saying this, Han Xu closed the window and didn't even have time to say goodbye to Wu Xiuxian.

Because he was in no mood to care about other people.

"Go!"

After Han Xu issued an order, the two golden carriages actually lit up with brilliant spiritual light, and the gold on the surface of the vehicles quickly melted and turned into a series of mysterious and incomprehensible spiritual array engravings.

Then, streams of air came and lifted the carriages, and then, the two carriages flew away in full view of everyone.

Wu Xiuxian widened his eyes. Although he was a prince, he had never seen a flying carriage.

No wonder Han Xu said his carriage was faster just now.

In the blink of an eye, Han Xu's carriage had disappeared from everyone's sight, and no trace could be seen anymore.

In the carriage, Han Xu looked at Luo Ling nervously, and continued to inject spiritual power into her body, but Luo Ling's condition still did not improve. She was still unconscious and did not wake up.

On the other side, King Wei also reached his limit. The sequelae of burning blood broke out, and the whole person lay on the chair.

Fortunately, Han Xu's carriage was spacious enough to accommodate so many of them.

Han Xu frowned, his left hand against Luo Ling's back, continued to inject spiritual power into her, and his right hand controlled King Wei to check his situation.

"Weitong, help me take a look." Han Xu called out Zhu Weitong in the sea of ​​consciousness. Her original body, Suzaku, had the most say in the situation of King Wei.

"No need to look." Zhu Weitong said, "He burned more than half of his blood and was already useless. He is lucky not to die now."

Zhu Weitong thought for a while, and then said: "His tendons and veins were burned, and it is impossible for him to practice in the future. Not only that, but his current cultivation will also fade away little by little over time, and finally become an ordinary person."

"What?" Han Xu exclaimed, "I can cleanse his tendons and marrow for him."

Zhu Weitong shook her head and said, "Cleaning his tendons and marrow can only be used for cultivators below the extraordinary level. Above the extraordinary level, the tendons and veins contain the Taoism of their own cultivation, and it is impossible to reshape them."

"Weitong, you are Suzaku, help me think of a way, no matter what the cost, I know you must have a way." Han Xu said, he really couldn't bear to see King Wei lose his cultivation day by day and finally become a mortal. For a master like him, this is more difficult to accept than killing him.

"In fact, as long as we can restore the Vermillion Bird bloodline in his body, it will be fine. If I were in my prime, this would be a piece of cake, but now I don't even have a body, so I can't help." Zhu Weitong said, "There is another way."

"Tell me quickly."

"Find the Wutong sacred tree. The sky fire in the sacred tree can help him restore his bloodline."

"Where can I find the Wutong sacred tree?"

"At least there is no Wutong sacred tree in the Dawu Dynasty." Zhu Weitong's meaning is very clear, that is, only by going to the upper realm can we find what we need to heal King Wei.

King Wei said to Han Xu: "I know my situation well. Don't worry. I won't die. As long as you are fine, I am fine as an ordinary person."

Han Xu said: "Uncle Wei, you should rest first. I will find a way to cure you."

After settling King Wei, he continued to check Luo Ling's condition. Compared with King Wei, Luo Ling's condition was much worse.

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