Chapter 44: Still alive

Lin Du was stabbed with a few needles in the end. Apart from other things, the heart that was aching because of her anger before was relieved.

But after Du Shao gave her acupuncture, her eyebrows were full of worry.

Lin Du's heart condition was too bad.

The person in question didn't look like anything was wrong. This ancient city had been searched almost completely, and more and more people were rushing in. Lin Du saw that she would run into someone after walking a few steps, so she simply walked away.

She seemed to be born with bad luck and had no affinity with spiritual plants.

Obviously, the road was only on the left and right sides, and there must be no spiritual plants where she walked, but the direction Du Shao chose could always harvest one or two things.

Lin Du felt that this was pure malice from the way of heaven.

It seemed that she was destined not to be able to collect the spiritual plants that the system said could heal her by herself. At most, she could find some materials that could be used to refine instruments or carve arrays, such as resin or deer antlers.

Seven days passed in a flash, and the boundary gate slowly opened. The monks scattered in the small world stopped their actions at the same time.

Lin Du stared at the golden boundary gate that appeared on the horizon. Tens of millions of people had sacrificed their lives and spiritual power just to open the boundary gate.

The gate is like a thing. People inside want to get out, and people outside want to get in.

"What are you daydreaming about? Aren't you going to leave?" Du Shao called her softly, "Are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

Lin Du instinctively moved away from Du Shao's outstretched hand, "No, I'm healthy and don't need acupuncture."

She summoned her flying magic weapon and jumped on it gently, "Let's go."

Hundreds of figures with arcs of spiritual power all went in the same direction. From a distance, they looked like countless rising stars, with different spiritual lights, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. Hundreds of lights and shadows passed through the empty sky and earth, like interwoven colorful ribbons, dazzling and mysterious.

The elders of each sect had already left the teahouse and were waiting outside for their children.

Behind Ju Yuan stood a female cultivator in white, cold and lonely, with only a little red mole at the corner of her eye that brought some beauty.

Lin Du looked at Xia Tianwu from afar and thought of Wu Xi, whose face was disfigured by her punch. She shouldn't have come today, so why did she come again? What kind of evil fate was this?

"Brother Ju Yuan." Lin Du landed in front of Ju Yuan, but his eyes passed him and looked at Xia Tianwu, "Why is Tianwu here?"

Ju Yuan coughed lightly, "Why else? When you were fighting with the willow monster, you exploded the Yang Soul Method and overdrawn a lot, right? I told your fifth brother that the usual Yang-tonifying pills are too strong for you, so I specially refined a warm-tonifying pill and asked Tianwu to send it."

"It will only take a few hours to go back, why bother her to send it personally."

Lin Du searched for Wu Xi in the crowd with his remaining eyes, and found that he had punched too hard, and now the man's face is still swollen, and half of his face looks particularly funny.

Xia Tianwu's visit this time is also quite appropriate.

"I'm worried about you. Come here and I'll take your pulse." Xia Tianwu reached out and held Lin Du's wrist. He took his pulse very skillfully. His fingertips felt like they were touching a cold block of ice. His brows knitted slightly.

"Uncle Junior Master, you..."

"Still alive."

The temperature of an ordinary person who has been dead for seven days is probably warmer than Lin Du's current temperature.

If you say Lin Du has a bad fate, she can still walk freely and live well even though she has very little Yang left. If you say Lin Du has a good fate, she has already overdrawn almost all the Yang in her body with a Yang Soul Technique. Just looking at the condition inside her body, no ghost would suspect that she is a living person even if she goes directly to the underworld.

Lin Du looked at his second nephew innocently. This kid really doesn't talk like his master.

"I'm alive, don't be afraid."

Xia Tianwu rarely had facial expressions. At this moment, except for a slight frown and worry in her eyes, her expression was as cold as Lin Du's body temperature.

She took out a jade bottle, "Uncle Master, take two of the Yang-boosting Pills first."

Lin Du looked at the Yang-boosting Pills, which were larger than ordinary pills, suspiciously, "Are you making things difficult for me?"

"In order to warm it up, I added some extra ingredients to dilute and delay the release of the medicinal power. Uncle Master, don't be afraid. This is not the pill I made, but my master made it."

"Ah." Lin Du swallowed it with gritted teeth, and the coldness that was constantly flowing in his bones slowly dissipated.

The other three people also came out one after another. Their conditions were obviously much better than Lin Du's. They were forced to take a Yang-boosting Pill each, and a little white mist slowly emerged from their heads.

Lin Du thought his eyes were blurry. "Although it's winter, you're steaming hot, isn't that a bit absurd?"

The three kettles looked at the junior master innocently. "We didn't want to do that either."

After taking the Yang-boosting pill, the Yang in his body was boiling, and his whole body was warm. Then, like a kettle boiling, steam came out of his head.

A few words appeared in Lin Du's mind: I want to be relieved.

Xia Tianwu's expression on her calm face remained unchanged, only her eyelashes trembling slightly to show her guilt. "I'm sorry, I made your Yang-boosting pill. Maybe it was a little too hot and a little concentrated, so the medicinal properties were a bit strong."

Ju Yuan and Lin Du raised their hands and pressed the temples at the same time, covering their eyes.

Three small kettles of boiling water were holding up the mist above their heads. It was daytime, and the three streaks of white mist became more and more obvious under the sunlight.

Yan Qing felt a little embarrassed and tried to raise his hand to block it, but found that his outstretched hand was also steaming, so he had to give up.

Lin Du did not forget the business, "Brother Ju Yuan, there is something I want to talk to you about."

Ju Yuan put down his hand and glanced at the elders of each family, "It's time to check the disciples' harvest. Is it urgent?"

Lin Du thought for a moment, "Not particularly urgent."

"Then talk about it later."

"Because it has already happened, it will take time and effort to recover, and one hour is not a big deal."

Ju Yuan: ...It doesn't sound like a trivial matter.

"Go ahead. After all, they wouldn't dare judge if I wasn't there."

Lin Du pointed to his ear. "Please ask Senior Brother to set up a barrier that at least no one present can hear."

Ju Yuan was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to set up a barrier. "Don't worry and tell me."

"The willow monster ate a total of 197 people. I checked the age of the bones. The oldest one died about 600 years ago. There were sacrifices and a gathering Yin formation in the ancient city. There were a total of 217 corpses of high-level monks, and 197 of them were already without souls."

Lin Du briefly explained the matter, "So, I suspect that among the people who have entered this secret realm, about 197 people are no longer the original Zhongzhou disciples who entered."

Ju Yuan's face gradually became solemn, "Junior sister, you know that your guess is a bit bold and may stir up a storm among the various sects in Zhongzhou."

Lin Du nodded, "I know, but I am not guessing, I have evidence."

As she spoke, two more bones appeared in her hand.

Ju Yuan: ... When did she pick up the bones?

No, why did she bring two bones out for no reason?

The bones turned elegantly in the boy's right hand, and Lin Du's voice was extremely steady, "This is the corpse of the first to die."

Ju Yuan's eyes fell on her right hand, and then the bones in her left hand also turned.

"This is the corpse of a high-level monk in the Lanju Realm."

"Of course, I have another piece of evidence, but the power of that remnant soul is probably only enough to say it once."

"Brother, you have to make sure that the elders of the sect who heard what the remnant soul said can completely believe it."

Ju Yuan's gaze rose and fell on Lin Du's face.

It was clearly a young man, with misty eyes, and now a little blue because of the lack of rest in the past seven days. The corners of her lips still contained the casual smile she usually had when talking to her own people, but her words had already made clear arrangements for the elders of the large and small sects in Zhongzhou.

Ju Yuan suppressed the surprise and surprise in her heart, and nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."