Chapter 545: Bo Hanzhou's Life and Death
Behind the Tianxuan Sect's mountain is a deep forest that looks like a primeval forest, with vegetation so dense that it seems as if no one has ever set foot there.
Murong Jinran was surprised and said, "This place doesn't look like a place where people come. Could it be that the old pervert has deceived us?"
Jiang Ci shook his head, "Probably not..."
This place is obviously forbidden for disciples to set foot in. Bo Hanzhou has lost even her, so he must be hiding somewhere where no one can find him.
Why would he hide in a place like this alone?
Jiang Ci's feeling of uneasiness grew stronger.
She quickened her pace, looking for clues in the forest. After walking deeper into the forest for about an hour, she finally found bloodstains on the grass and the ground.
Following the blood trail inside, the blood dripping from the grass leaves became denser until it disappeared into a stream with spring water flowing.
"The water is warm, and has a faint herbal scent!" Murong Jinran said in amazement.
Jiang Ci's eyes suddenly locked onto the top of the stream and he hurried over.
After walking for about ten minutes, a hot spring came into view.
She originally thought that Bo Hanzhou would be in the hot spring, but when she looked, there was no one in the hot spring at all.
There is a cave entrance next to it.
Jiang Ci didn't even think about going in.
The cave was cold and damp, and as soon as you entered, a pungent smell of blood hit you in the face.
When she saw the people in the cave, she was stunned for a moment.
I saw a person wrapped in gauze lying on the stone bed. The gauze had already been soaked with blood, and the whole person was covered in blood, as if he had been fished out of a sea of blood.
Jiang Ci looked at him in disbelief. The gauze did not completely wrap around his body. In the exposed areas, she saw that there was not an inch of skin left, only flesh and blood.
In other words, he was skinned.
"Ah——" Murong Jinran screamed in fright when she saw this scene.
Jiang Ci hurried forward to check and carefully turned the person over.
It was a face covered with sword wounds and scars.
"Bo, Bo Hanzhou?"
Jiang Ci's heart trembled suddenly. It was him.
Not only was he skinned, he was also disfigured.
The sword marks on the face were undoubtedly left by the Tai Chi sword.
"Why is he so badly injured?" Murong Jinran was shocked.
Jiang Ci felt Bo Hanzhou's pulse and his face darkened. "He only has one breath left."
She quickly sealed off the blood vessels all over his body to prevent the blood from being lost too quickly, and then protected his heart meridian.
Afterwards, Jiang Ci bit his fingertips and used his own blood to draw a talisman on Bo Hanzhou's scarred face. He then took out a yellow talisman and drew a teleportation spell.
"This coordinate location is..." Murong Jinran had never seen this location before.
Jiang Ci said as he painted: "South China Sea."
"The South Sea is mysterious and unpredictable. It is said to be the closest place to the immortal land. The South Sea also has the most cultivators in the Middle Thousand Worlds. It is full of powerful people and is xenophobic. I also heard that there are immortals living there. Master Jiang, do you want to take him to the South Sea for treatment? He was skinned alive and his injuries are so serious that I am afraid..."
"General medical methods are useless, so we can only go to the South China Sea!" As soon as Jiang Ci finished speaking, a teleportation array appeared in front of him.
"Xiao Ran, give me a hand, we will carry him up there."
"good!"
The two men carefully lifted Bo Hanzhou and stepped into the teleportation array.
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South China Sea, Penglai.
In a certain paradise, the immortal-looking, white-haired Jiuli Zhenjun slowly poured a cup of tea for Jiang Ci and said with a smile, "You haven't been back for many years since your master passed away."
Jiang Ci had no appetite for tea, so he asked directly, "How is he? Can he be saved?"
"With such injuries, you could just bury him directly. Why did you bring him to my cave? Look, the ground is covered with blood." True Lord Jiuli looked disgusted.
"Don't pretend. I know you have the unique skill of resurrecting the dead."
"Yes, but you also said that it is my unique skill. If it is a unique skill, it is impossible for anyone to use it, right?" Jiuli Zhenjun smiled calmly and said, "Unless, you tell me who he is to you?"
Looking at the still gossipy Jiuli Zhenjun, Jiang Ci held his forehead with his hand.
Jiuli Zhenjun and the master are old friends. A long, long time ago, the master brought her to the South China Sea to meet him. The master said that Jiuli Zhenjun came from heaven, but because he was dissatisfied with the system of the immortal land, he was willing to stay in the mortal world and become an immortal.
She was young at that time, but she could not resist the enthusiasm of Jiuli Zhenjun. She would talk a lot and tell her all the gossips from the villages around him. If she got tired of listening, he would not be happy and would use two fingers to pull her eyelids and force her to turn on the phone and continue listening to the gossip...
"He is a good friend of mine..."
"Tsk, good friend? Boyfriend, right?" Jiuli Zhenjun sighed, "Ah, the little Nobita from back then has grown up and has a boyfriend. If your master knew, he would be so angry that he would pretend to be dead. The little cabbage that he raised with so much effort was taken away by a living dead."
Jiang Ci grasped the key point, "The living dead?"
"Yes, his soul is no longer in his body, so even if I heal his body, he will still be a living dead." Jiuli Zhenjun spread his hands.
Jiang Ci frowned, "I was so focused on his injuries that I forgot to check his soul."
"I have checked for you. His soul must be trapped somewhere and can't come back. Do you still want his body? If not, I will use it as fertilizer for my flowers."
"Yes, of course." Jiang Ci urged: "Heal his wounds quickly, I will go find his soul."
Jiuli Zhenjun said calmly: "Xiaoci, just leave him here, and go do your own thing."
"Saving him is very important!"
"Recently, I observed the stars and saw that the world was going to be in chaos. Haven't you been repairing the great fortune? How is it going?"
Jiang Ci was silent for two seconds, then said, "The merits are not enough."
"I knew it." Jiuli Zhenjun took out a brocade bag and threw it into her hand unhappily, "Take it and use it."
Jiang Ci was shocked and asked in astonishment: "Don't you care about the affairs of the immortal world and the mortal world? When did you secretly accumulate so much merit?"
The treasure bag is heavy, and these merits are enough to repair the holes in the small world.
Jiuli Zhenjun said dimly, "Do you think I am like your master who likes to meddle in other people's affairs? This is what your master gave me before he died, and asked me to give it to you when you are in trouble."
"Master..." Jiang Ci thought of something and asked, "Then do you know my life experience?"
A strange look flashed across Jiuli Zhenjun's eyes, but he asked, "What's your background?"
"Master said he would tell me about my life story, but he never told me until he passed away." Jiang Ci looked disappointed. "I know Master came from the immortal land just like you. Once the immortals who leave the immortal land lose their opportunities and fortunes, they will die one day. Master forgot to tell me about my life story before he died."
"Jiuli Zhenjun, do you know my life experience? If you do, you must tell me!"
Jiuli Zhenjun was silent for a moment, and then said: "I don't know your life experience, but I heard from your master that you were born extraordinary, and the fate of heaven and earth is closely related to you, so only you can repair the broken and chaotic fate."
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