PDLP Chapter 452 Treatment
Chapter 452 Treatment
Lu Bei felt a headache when he saw the injuries of the two men.
Both of them had their origins damaged, and the injuries were very serious.
Fortunately, he gained a lot from the Dragon Palace Secret Realm this time and brought back real dragon marrow, otherwise he would be in trouble.
The True Dragon Marrow is the result of the True Dragon's original cultivation, and it also has the effect of repairing the original source and strengthening the foundation of Taoism.
He frowned and thought for a while, then took out a heavenly spiritual object.
It is a crystal clear peach. As soon as it is taken out, it is refreshing and emits a rich medicinal fragrance.
He flicked his fingers and threw out a wisp of golden flame, controlling the firepower, and instantly melted the spiritual peach into pure liquid medicine.
Finally, he moved his mind and added another ten drops of golden dragon marrow to the medicine.
Lu Bei took out more than a dozen herbs of different grades.
These herbs all have the effect of repairing the origin and consolidating the foundation of Taoism.
Lu Bei had seen Baicao Ji on his way to Jianghu, which also contained some methods of refining medicine.
So he knew that mixing these herbs with the same properties would not cause any problems and would only increase the efficacy of the medicine.
Then, a moment later, a ball of liquid with a strong medicinal fragrance appeared in the air, shining brightly.
Just one sniff and you'll feel refreshed and at peace.
Lu Bei reached out to take the liquid medicine, then slapped Liu Bufan on the back with one palm, using his internal energy to help him absorb the liquid medicine.
A powerful and pure medicinal liquid quickly spread throughout Liu Bufan's body, repairing all injuries along the way and quickly moving towards the origin of his Danhai.
Liu Bufan, who was originally sitting cross-legged with his head down and unconscious, suddenly straightened up and opened his eyes.
He was surprised, "Xiaobei, is that you?"
Lu Bei said solemnly, "Uncle Liu, don't speak. Just calm down and concentrate, and practice your skills."
"Your original Dao foundation was injured by Huyan Batian. You must repair it in time, otherwise you will never have the chance to recover."
Liu Bufan's expression straightened and he nodded heavily, "Okay."
Then, he began to form seals with his hands and practice his skills.
Two hours later.
Lu Bei successfully injected all the medicine into Liu Bufan's body.
The tremendous energy requires Liu Bufan to digest and absorb for a long time.
It is extremely difficult to repair the original trauma, so it takes a long time.
Liu Bufan's body was flashing with light and darkness, and he began to slowly and steadily recover.
Lu Bei looked at him and found that his breath was slowly recovering.
The energy in that medicinal liquid is enormous. Absorbing all of it will definitely repair his origin and restore his heavenly cultivation.
So, Lu Bei thought about it and decided to let him retreat here.
He turned around and helped the unconscious Ye Guyan to another cave.
Lu Bei followed the same method and refined the medicine.
But compared to Liu Bufan's Taoist injuries, Ye Guyan was almost at the end of his life.
Lu Bei sighed. He knew that if he had come back later, Uncle Ye would have surely died.
His original light is now like a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.
Therefore, when facing such serious injuries, it is necessary to increase the dosage of medicine.
Lu Bei immediately took out two heavenly spiritual objects, and took out thirty drops of true dragon marrow, and more than sixty medicinal herbs of different grades.
He used the Fallen Holy Flame to brew them, turning them into a purer and richer medicinal liquid.
Afterwards, Lu Bei carefully practiced his skills to help him absorb it.
With such a serious injury like his, it's better to treat it slowly rather than quickly.
If the medicinal power is too strong, it may extinguish the original light in an instant.
Therefore, Lu Bei could only treat him carefully and slowly.
Time passes quickly.
Three days later, Ye Guyan's original Taoist foundation was finally rescued by Lu Bei.
He finally woke up.
He coughed, his face still pale, and said with a miserable smile, "Xiaobei, I knew you would come back."
"When I summoned the sword talisman your father left behind, I had a premonition that Xiaobei would definitely come, and his appearance would astonish the world and save the world."
"Because I know that the Dragon Palace Secret Realm will produce several peerless young men every thousand years, and you will definitely be one of them."
Lu Bei sighed sadly, "Uncle Ye, I have implicated you and caused trouble in the past."
Ye Guyan coughed and shook his head, "Don't talk about the child like that."
"Even if the Zhulutai incident hadn't happened, we've been fighting for so many years and the resentment is so deep. Huyan Batian will not let us go even if he succeeds in uniting with the Dao."
"If you want to blame someone, just blame our Xiayin Sect for being weak."
"Oh no, it's called Knight Island now."
Ye Guyan smiled with relief.
Lu Bei's eyes were firm, "Uncle Master, I will never let the world look down on Xiake Island again."
"I believe you can do it. I see that your style is even more amazing than your father's. You are truly better than your father," Ye Guyan nodded with satisfaction.
Lu Bei nodded, "Uncle Ye, please stop talking. It will take a long time for your Dao injury to recover."
"Only 30% of the medicinal power in your body has been consumed. From now on, you can practice your skills to absorb it."
Ye Guyan nodded, then looked inward at himself with a look of surprise, "How can this medicinal liquid be so powerful?"
Lu Bei said, "Your nephew, I have gained the most opportunities in the Dragon Palace Secret Realm this time."
"Okay, ahem, then I can absorb it with confidence," Ye Guyan smiled palely.
Afterwards, Lu Bei walked out of the cave and let Ye Guyan recover in seclusion.
He came out of the cave and saw new tombs standing at the foot of the mountain in the distance.
There are simple stone tablets in front of the new graves, with each person's name engraved on them.
A thin and frail woman in white knelt dejectedly in front of one of the graves.
The tomb of senior brother Zong Haoming is engraved on the stone tablet.
That’s Junior Sister Leng Xinran.
Her face was pale, her eyes were dull, and she just knelt there without saying a word.
Lu Bei sighed in his heart.
He walked silently to the graves, without saying a word.
Then he silently took out several jars of fine wine and poured it evenly in front of each grave.
Finally, he held up the remaining half jar of fine wine and faced forward, saying in a deep voice, "Brothers and fellow disciples, have a safe journey."
"Lu Bei, toast to you again."
After saying that, he raised the jar of wine and drank it all in one gulp.
Drink it.
Lu Bei smashed the empty wine jar with one punch, and looked forward with a resolute look, "I promise everyone."
"From now on, anyone who invades our Knight Island will be punished, no matter how far away they are!"
"From now on, our Knight Island will surely stand at the pinnacle of the divine and powerful world, respected by all and feared by the world!"
Lu Bei's eyes were firm, "I hope you all know this and can feel at ease in the afterlife."
"Senior Brother," Leng Xinran suddenly spoke.
His voice was slightly hoarse, which made people sad.
Lu Bei's heart trembled, and he hurriedly looked at Leng Xinran beside him.
He didn't know whether the junior sister was calling him "Senior Brother Zong" or himself.
"Senior Brother Lu," Leng Xinran spoke softly again.
Lu Bei quickly squatted down and asked with concern, "Junior Sister, tell me."
Leng Xinran's face turned pale, and he smiled bitterly, "Brother, do you think I can still travel the world, punishing evil and promoting good?"
"This," Lu Bei was stunned and looked at Leng Xinran blankly.
Her Dantian was destroyed, her foundation of Taoism shattered, and there was no hope of repair.
Leng Xinran saw Lu Bei's distressed expression, smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I know I can't, but I really want to go."
"You know, what you just said is exactly what Senior Brother Zong wanted to do most in his lifetime."
"He hopes that Xiayin Sect will be famous throughout the world, and wherever it goes, it will be admired by the world and feared by the wicked."
"He has always wanted to travel the world, punishing evil and promoting good."
"It's a pity that even though Senior Brother is many years older than us, his progress in cultivation is still slow."
"He had always planned to travel the world after reaching the Divine Wandering Realm. Before this incident, he was actually almost at the threshold of the Divine Wandering Realm. It is estimated that he will be able to break through soon."
"But unexpectedly, fate played such a trick on me. My senior brother never broke through the realm of divine wandering until his death. He never got to visit the martial arts world he longed for, and he never fulfilled his dream of 'traveling as a knight-errant across the world.'"
Lu Bei remained silent.