allonlinenovel Chapter 758: The Numbless Saint
Chapter 758: The Numbless Saint
The disciples were both grateful for having survived the calamity, but also felt the shadow of Changqing's decisive action.
"Yes, you saved my life. This is a great favor. If you encounter difficulties in the future, please let me know and we will go there."
A disciple shouted, followed by a chorus of voices echoing him.
Chang Qing, who was repairing the wings of another disciple, just smiled when he heard it.
The seriously injured disciple was a half-human, half-demon with a pink wing. She felt that Changqing seemed to be more ruthless and faster, and she screamed in pain.
In three hours, the platform here became like a zoo. The disciples seemed to have reverted to their roots, with all kinds of shouting and making a lively noise.
It was also during those three hours that Chang Qing's original reputation gradually changed to that of a devil, and he was also known as the Holy Hand without Numbness. The disciples who survived felt as if they had walked through the gates of hell, with their three souls and seven spirits lost, and they were in a daze.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Chang Qing looked at Yuntai. Seventy percent, only seventy percent of the disciples could be saved. This was even with the full efforts of many alchemists and pharmacists, so it was considered lucky.
He and Niaoniao have been following Changqing and watching Changqing's treatment. They gradually gained a new understanding of treatment. It turns out that treatment can be so fast and so... terrifying!
Li Mengyu came back staggeringly, his mouth drooping. For the past three hours, Jie Xinyu had dragged him to do emergency treatment and run all kinds of errands. This time, he was able to make up for all the physical training he had missed in the past few days. If he was supported by his blood and energy, he would be really useless.
"Teacher, I can't take it anymore, please give me a quick death!" Li Mengyu said as she suddenly lay down beside Chang Qing.
He Niao Niao knocked on Li Mengyu's head in dissatisfaction: "What are you saying? The teacher told me that he has changed his Dharma body several times today without stopping for a moment. He is much busier than us. How can you be so shameless to say that? Hurry up and get up and practice!"
Li Mengyu threw a tantrum and said, "Don't people who practice cultivation say that they enjoy a leisurely life? Why is it so hard for me?"
Watching the two people playing, Chang Qing felt a rare sense of leisure. Suddenly he remembered something and held down the two people who were playing.
"Okay, both of you performed well today. I got some opportunities today, which should be suitable for you." Changqing took out two small black iron beads that emitted cold air and placed them in front of the two.
Li Mengyu stood up with a somersault and looked at the bead floating in front of him. He couldn't help but feel disappointed: "It's just a small iron bead. What's so special about it? The teacher is really getting more and more stingy."
Unexpectedly, He Niao Niao kicked him on the butt: "What do you know! When have the things given by senior brother ever been ordinary!"
As a water spirit, she actually developed a sense of closeness to the small iron bead.
"These are not iron beads, they are water beads!" He Niao Niao exclaimed. The water beads seemed to have sensed He Niao Niao's situation and kept spinning around her, revealing a little joy.
Chang Qing nodded: "Yes, this is the Nine Nether Yin Water, the Yin and cold power in it is extremely strong, I think this thing will be more useful to you."
"Thank you, senior brother!" He Niao Niao was a little surprised. He took a drop of water and played with it to refine it.
Li Mengyu walked forward angrily, licking his face and showing a flattering look, and smiled: "Sir, why are you so arrogant today? It must be that your cultivation has improved. I would like to congratulate you."
Chang Qing wanted to laugh when he saw this look. She was so young and yet so clever, not to mention she was a little cute.
"Okay, stop pretending. Take it and rest aside." Chang Qing waved his hands helplessly. These were students taught in the same class, so how could there be such a big difference between them?
"Hehe, Master, I'll take this one!" Li Mengyu acted very quickly. He grasped the water droplet in his palm in an instant and ran away, as if he was afraid that Changqing would go back on his word.
Chang Qing is not such an unreasonable person, but for naughty students, there should be some punishment...
Li Mengyu's exclamation was indeed heard in the distance: "It's so cold, what is this thing!" He threw the water droplet away with a scream, and a layer of frost began to spread from the place where he had just held the water droplet.
Li Mengyu remained calm enough in the dangerous moment. He drew a line across the palm of his hand with his finger, and a small piece of palm flesh containing an icy breath was quickly cut off.
"Teacher, you cheated me!!" Li Mengyu's gritting teeth voice came from afar, but it soon stopped. It seemed that he was unable to beat Chang Qing. Forget it, I will wait until I grow up!
Write it down in a small notebook first, and calculate it together later.
Muttering, Li Mengyu picked up the water droplet with trepidation. After carefully examining it and finding that there was really no danger, he began to sit cross-legged and refine it.
Chang Qing only felt that his body was "hollowed out" again, and the little spiritual power he had finally recovered was consumed. He wanted to use his spiritual power body to replace him, but the spiritual power body was still weak, and the Haotu Crystal did not seem to be able to increase its recovery speed much.
Yes, I have to be a beast of burden.
Chang Qing glanced at a cloud vortex in the sky, leaped up, flew into the sky, and in the vortex, he was in a trance and broke free from the space.
When I came out, the sky was gloomy and there was no moonlight at all, but it was not too dim.
The sounds of fierce fighting echoed in my ears again, and the huge light generated by countless magic and Taoist spells illuminated the entire battlefield.
The land beneath his feet was not where it was before. The humming sound of a golden bell continued to ring, and he saw dozens of low-level demon kings standing in the air in the distance. Thunder sounds continued to ring in the distant sky.
"The reaction is really quick. Is the Demon Lord preparing to strike with all his might? Or is it the Demon Master?..."
Changqing murmured. The situation seemed critical, but the Buddha bell was strong and it might be difficult to break it in a short time. Yun Qinghan beside him looked at Changqing with an urgent questioning look.
"Save some of them, don't worry too much." Chang Qing comforted her, but his heart was a little heavy.
Although no one knew where the low-level demon king had been transferred from, they had retreated a hundred miles to the rear again in just three hours. This place was only six or seven hundred miles away from the Yuling Sect, and the front line was still shrinking. Chang Qing even saw tens of thousands of cultivators from several sects not far away, resisting the invasion of the demon clan. If this continued...
The situation is not good. It seems that there will be no time to rest today...
Another two hours passed, and the battle was still going on without a break. It seemed that this time the demons had blocked everything and were advancing deep into the heart of the southeast corner of the Southern Territory in one go.
Even though Chang Qing was full of calculations at the moment, they seemed pale and powerless. The battlefield was too long and too large. It was no longer a situation that could be overturned by a little wisdom or one person's strength. But he was unwilling to accept this, and for some reason he felt a little suspicious. He always felt that something seemed to be missing in the battlefield war.
Just as Chang Qing thought, who among all the people present was truly willing? Every time the Buddhist bell moved backwards, their hearts became darker.
Some disciples even couldn't bear the pressure and shouted that they wanted to go out and fight the monsters.
Until the sky in the east turned pale, they could hear the sound of horses and carriages in the distance behind them. Those were the mortal people fleeing towards the Yuhai League. The Buddhist bell paused, just like the footsteps of the people. There was a reason why they could not retreat.