Extra: Walking in the Rain 3
Liuguang Sect.
"How is Senior Brother's health?" Yan Handu asked with a frown.
Li Changsheng took his hand back and sighed, "His spiritual roots were dug out alive. Even though they have returned to his body, they are still damaged. Unless he uses the Bu Tian Pill to repair his damaged spiritual roots, his body will be like a leaky box, and only one tenth of the spiritual energy he absorbed will remain."
“It’s so serious.”
Yan Handu glanced at Jiang Biehen who was lying unconscious on the bed with a frown. He was leading the sect's disciples in training nearby when he suddenly felt a strong fluctuation of spiritual power. When he arrived, he saw Liu Rong who was trying to escape.
He instinctively attacked and killed him. After killing Liu Rong, he found that there was a mortal lying on the ground, breathing weakly, and there was still a wisp of Nanming Li Fire that had not been completely burned out in the air. He thought about it and brought the person back.
But I didn't expect that this man's spiritual roots were dug out while he was still alive. No wonder he was injured so badly.
Li Changsheng looked at him and asked, "Where did you say you saw the Nanming Lihuo?"
Yan Handu nodded, took out a jade bottle from his storage bag and handed it to Li Changsheng, "Well, when I arrived, there was only a little spark left of the Nanming Lihuo, so I collected it in the jade bottle."
After opening the jade bottle, the Nanming Lihuo immediately floated out. After putting the Nanming Lihuo back in, Li Changsheng glanced at Jiang Biehen and said, "Since you brought him back, you are responsible for taking care of him. As for the matter of the Nanming Lihuo, I will tell Master the truth."
"Yes, Senior Brother."
The two talked for a few more words, and then Li Changsheng took Nanming Lihuo away from Yan Handu's residence.
Yan Handu looked at Jiang Biehen lying on the bed, took out a healing pill from his storage bag and fed it to him with water. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that his breathing had calmed down.
His life was saved, but he was powerless to heal his damaged spiritual roots. Not everyone could refine the Bu Tian Pill, not to mention that the spiritual herbs needed to refine the Bu Tian Pill were extremely rare. Even the entire Liuguang Sect might not be able to find enough of them.
There is probably only one person in the entire Cangyuan Continent who has the Bu Tian Pill or the elixir that can be used to refine the Bu Tian Pill. Unfortunately, there has been no news of that person since he failed in his calamity-transcending attempt.
"As for spiritual roots, it all depends on your luck."
For the next period of time, Yan Handu no longer took his fellow disciples out of the sect, and stayed inside the sect to take care of Jiang Biehen.
Jiang Biehen slept for a whole month before waking up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the clean white bed curtains. He stared at them blankly without making any movement.
After an unknown amount of time, the door of the room was pushed open with a creaking sound. Jiang Biehen's eyes changed instantly and he looked towards the door vigilantly.
Yan Handu stood at the door against the light, holding food in his hands. He was wearing the white uniform of a Liuguang Sect disciple, which looked as if covered with a layer of soft gauze when illuminated by the sunlight.
Seeing Jiang Biehen wake up, Yan Handu was stunned for a moment, then calmly walked to the table, put down the food, and stood beside the bed, "Since you are awake, eat by yourself."
After saying this, he left without waiting for Jiang Biehen to speak, leaving the pill behind.
The leader of Liuguang Sect intended to pass the position of the sect leader to Yan Handu, the youngest disciple. So during this period of time, in addition to taking care of Jiang Biehen, Yan Handu also had to deal with all the major and minor affairs of the sect, and he didn't even have time to practice.
Now that Jiang Biehen has woken up, he no longer needs to be here to take care of him. He can use this time to concentrate on his cultivation.
Of course, what Yan Handu didn't know was that it wasn't that his master intended to pass the position of the sect to him, but that none of his senior brothers and sisters were willing to take over, so it had to be passed to him.
After Yan Handu left, he dealt with all the affairs of the sect, gave instructions, and then went into seclusion to practice. As for Jiang Biehen, he did not consider him.
Jiang Biehen looked at the steaming food on the table, slowly climbed up from the bed, walked weakly to the table and sat down, first scooped a spoonful of porridge with a spoon, smelled it and looked at it, and only ate it after making sure there was no problem.
After finishing a bowl of porridge, Jiang Biehen felt that he was alive again. Thinking of Liu Rong and Bai Fei, his teeth itched with hatred. He didn't know whether the jade talisman had done anything to those two bastards.
If not, after his injury heals, I will definitely seek revenge on those two bastards. Damn it, no one has ever dared to do this to me.
Jiang Biehen, who had figured things out, began to look around the room. The furnishings in the room were very simple, and apart from things that could be used in daily life, there was almost nothing else.
This made Jiang Biehen think of a place, the hotel.
This place is just like a hotel, just a place to sleep, there is no feeling of home at all, it is cold and lifeless.
After looking around the room, Jiang Biehen left the room. Outside was a crabapple tree with bright red crabapple flowers in bloom. Under the tree was a stone table with tea and snacks on it.
Jiang Biehen felt the long-lost sunshine and felt much better.
"There is actually a mountain here. This person is really heroic."
However, Jiang Biehen could not laugh that afternoon because he was hungry, and the man he saw when he woke up did not come to bring him food.
Jiang Biehen touched his belly and said, "I hope the people here won't forget me!"
There was no other way, Jiang Biehen had to go down the mountain to find food by himself. After asking several disciples of Liuguang Sect along the way, Jiang Biehen finally knew where he was.
Looking at the tall and majestic building, Jiang Biehen sighed sincerely, "This is actually the immortal sect in the world of immortals. It is even more magnificent than the National Museum."
Jiang Biehen instantly became interested in cultivating immortals. That's right, the person who saved him was also a disciple of the Liuguang Sect, but he didn't know his name.
Putting aside his thoughts, Jiang Biehen searched for a long time before he found the disciples' dining hall at the outer gate of Liuguang Sect. As soon as he entered, he heard several disciples talking.
"I heard that Senior Brother Yan brought back an injured ordinary person."
"I heard that it was my senior brother who saved him. He has a natural wind spiritual root. Unfortunately, his spiritual root was damaged and he may not be able to cultivate immortality anymore."
"That's not the case. There is still a chance. As long as he can get the elixir for refining the Bu Tian Dan and let the Danfeng Patriarch refine the Bu Tian Dan for him, there is still a chance for him to practice."
"What you said is the same as not saying anything. Forget about the elixir of the Bu Tian Dan. Even asking the Danfeng Patriarch to help is impossible for an ordinary person like him in this lifetime."
"Yes, although the Heavenly Spiritual Root is rare, our Liuguang Sect has no shortage of cultivators with Heavenly Spiritual Roots. For example, among the seven disciples of the Sect Master, each of them has a Heavenly Spiritual Root. Senior Brother Yan even has a Transformed Ice Spiritual Root!"
"That's a wind-type spiritual root! I just think it's a pity. If his spiritual root hadn't been damaged, he might have been able to break through the Yuanying stage in less than a hundred years, and reach the Shenhua stage in less than five hundred years. Our Liuguang Sect would have also gained another strong man in the Shenhua stage."
"Now that you mention it, it's really a pity."
"Don't mention it. Even if there is a way, it is not for us outer disciples to worry about it. Aren't there still elders? Even if it is the worst, it should be the inner disciples who should worry about it."
"Hurry up and finish your meal. That's the important thing to do."
Because the food is provided for outer disciples, it is free and Jiang Biehen does not need to pay any money or spirit stones.
While eating and listening to the disciples' discussions, Jiang Biehen finally understood the condition of his body. He had wanted to practice cultivation before, but reality gave him a heavy blow.
The spiritual roots are damaged!
Jiang Biehen clenched the chopsticks in his hand tightly. Now that he was back, if he couldn't cultivate himself in this world of immortal cultivation, then he would be no different from a lamb to be slaughtered.
No, he must find a way to cultivate.
After finishing his meal quickly, Jiang Biehen returned to Yan Handu's residence. It didn't take him long to find a book on the introductory skills of the Liuguang Sect in his room. He tried to practice it for a month.
Although he had entered the stage of drawing Qi into the body, the result was no different from what those disciples had said, his spiritual roots were damaged, his cultivation progress was slow, and he was not even as good as the disciples with three spiritual roots.
Jiang Biehen was so angry that his face turned black, but he also knew that with his current cultivation level of the second level of Qi Refining, leaving Liuguang Sect would mean death. For the sake of his own life, Jiang Biehen finally decided to stay.
During this month, he also became familiar with many outer disciples, and learned that the person who saved him was called Yan Handu, the seventh disciple of the master.
However, ever since he saw Yan Handu on the day he woke up, he has never seen this person again. He heard from other disciples that he was in seclusion, and he didn't know how long it would take for him to come out.