No one except Bai Yi saw the strange phenomenon in the young prince's wound.
As soon as the black shadow appeared, Bai Yi's hand started to move, following the young prince's wrist, with an extremely slow movement.
At a fast speed, move towards the shoulder.
Even though almost half of the young prince's body was already ulcerated, the affected area was only on the surface of the skin, and only a layer of flesh was ulcerated.
The real location of the nine-scented insect was in the meridians of the young prince.
The blood congestion on the young prince's wrist was a deep black-purple color.
Bai Yi determined the location of the nine-scented insect based on this, and moved the stink grass to his shoulder in order to draw the nine-scented insect away from the meridians it had bitten.
It broke out from other places and damaged the little prince's meridians.
Bai Yi was afraid that this strange insect would become irritable and attack him.
Only by slowly leading it out from the entrance bit by bit could he achieve the maximum result.
To a certain extent, this strange insect monster was not alarmed.
The smelly grass has been suspended three inches away from the young prince's body, moving from his wrist to his shoulder for a full quarter of an hour.
During this time, Bai Yi concentrated on it, and his arms did not even shake, but fine drops oozed from his head.
There were beads of sweat until a red beetle emerged from the carrion on the young prince's shoulder, and then he stood up slowly and cautiously.
As Bai Yi stood up, the nine-scented insect actually spread its wings on its carapace and flew towards the smelly grass.
Under the night sky, the boy in cloth clothes held up the green grass in his hand, and his body began to rotate slowly, as if dancing under the moon.
Countless stars were reflected in his dark eyes, and the red monster also flew with the fluttering grass.
Finally, several thin The claws gradually grasped the tip of the grass.
When the Nine-Fragrance Insect grabbed hold of the stink grass, Bai Yi gently let go of his hand.
The purpose of spinning and dancing just now was to make the Nine-Fragrance Insect fly.
At this time, he stopped.
The Nine-Fragrance Insect had no intention of stopping.
After grabbing his favorite food and circling around the courtyard for a few times, he flew away towards the mountains outside the town.
Watching the Nine-Fragrance Insect disappear into the night, Bai Yi finally let out a sigh of relief.
His move was actually very dangerous.
If he didn't know the Nine-Fragrance Insect very well, if he was slightly disturbed, this strange insect would explode and hurt people.
Thousands of years of cultivation experience allowed Bai Yi, as a mortal, to dare to attract the Nine-Fragrance Strange Insect without being harmed.
Although he now has no cultivation and is penniless, this kind of cultivation experience is something that no one else can have. valuable wealth.
After luring away the strange insects, Bai Yi called Mr.
Fei, and the guards rushed in.
At this time, the young prince's face was no longer so red.
Under the festering wound, all the protruding meridians had calmed down.
Although the rotten flesh in the wound was still shocking, it was just a layer of trauma.
With some good medicine, it would only take a few days to recover.
It’s okay.
"My little friend is indeed a strange person."
Seeing that the young prince's injury was getting better, Mr.
Fei was overjoyed and said loudly: "I, Fei Zhong, owe you a favor today.
If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to Qingshui Chengjing Prince's Mansion to find me.
I will do whatever I can to help you."
Never refuse” After making a promise, Mr.
Fei took out a small and exquisite pill from his arms, stuffed it into the mouth of the young prince, and shouted to the medicine shop owner and the gentleman sitting in the hall: "Quickly get some good medicine for the little prince.
"Treat wounds" "Hey hey" The shopkeeper and Mr.
Si Tang woke up from a dream and almost danced to unpack the big baggage they had brought.
Anyway, they had brought most of the good medicines in the store this time.
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What medicines were useful at this time.
As long as the source of the poison is gone, the two of them can handle such trivial matters as carrion wounds.
It didn't take long for them to take care of all the young prince's carrion, apply medicine, and bandage it carefully.
When the wound was bandaged, Bai Yi almost lost his joy.
The originally very handsome young prince was wrapped into a rice dumpling by the medicine shop owner and the gentleman.
The upper body was completely covered with white cloth, and even his head was wrapped several times.
"The young prince is fine now.
I'll take my leave."
Bai Yi cupped his fists and raised his hands to Mr.
Fei: "I hope Mr.
Fei will remember his promise.
I'll deal with my difficulties tomorrow."
After that, Bai Yi smiled casually, turned and left.
When he walked to the door, Fei Lao realized that this boy actually asked him to return the favor tomorrow, and hurriedly asked: "Where does my little friend live?"
"Buyi Lane, Baiyi."
The whisper at the door of the courtyard made Mr.
Fei stunned again.
He couldn't figure out why this young man wanted to use up a cultivator's favor so easily.
Could it be that he had encountered some big disaster in Yong'an Town?
It's just a mortal town.
What big things can happen?
If you keep this favor, it might be of great use in the future.
Even the guard commander showed a pity expression.
If Mr.
Fei owed him a favor, it wouldn't be a fatal disaster.
When the time came, he would not use it at all.
Back home, Bai Yu had already fallen asleep.
Bai Yi lay down next to his sister and slept with his clothes on, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
On the first day after the soul woke up, he experienced a series of twists and turns, including the evil young man of the Han family and the extermination of strange insects.
He was already very tired.
The body of a mortal was not comparable to that of a cultivator.
Before cultivating spiritual energy, Bai Yi could only maintain He had enough strength, but he didn't care about using Fei Lao's favor tomorrow.
Not to mention the favor from a low-level cultivator, even in the entire human world, the former Xiaoyao Immortal Lord never cared about anyone's favor.
Favor.
The next day, Bai Yi woke up just before dawn.
Looking at his sleeping sister, Bai Yi smiled softly and then walked out of the room.
The morning was still slightly cold, but the morning breeze had some warmth.
Facing the rising sun in the east, Bai Yi took a deep breath of the cool air.
If you do not enter the six realms of reincarnation, you will not lose the memory of your previous life, nor will you be reincarnated as another living being.
The reason why the original Xiaoyao Immortal Lord abandoned the path and was reborn was not because he was afraid of death, but because he had many obsessions and grudges that needed to be resolved.
A chilling look gradually appeared in his eyes, and in the morning sun, some thin young men murmured coldly.
"The Seven Lords of the Nine Domains, headed by Xiaoyao, will be removed from the Five Immortals if I return" The morning sun has slowly risen, and the figure of the young man in cloth still carries the coldness of thousands of years of ice, as if even the entire sun cannot melt it.
It is a kind of hatred, a kind of murderous hatred.
Eternal hatred.
After a long time, the murderous intention in Bai Yi's heart gradually dissipated.
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Although he had been reborn, revenge still seemed very far away.
You must know that the person who caused his fall in Changyang Mountain was not an ordinary enemy, but the Seven Great Sans of the Nine Regions.
Five of them are immortals.
In the human world, each continent is called a domain.
Among the nine known continents, there are seven domains with powerful loose immortals, called the seven great loose immortals.
The Xiaoyao Immortal Lord who controls the Qingkong Domain is He is the strongest among the loose immortals and is hailed as the first of the seven loose immortals by the world of cultivation.
Among the remaining six loose immortals, five of them are Bai Yi's enemies.
There is still a long way to go.
Bai Yi is not in a hurry.
Since he is reborn, he has plenty of time and even more patience, so he can let those five despicable people live a little longer.
After dispelling his hatred, Bai Yi began to search in the yard, turning over some dead grass and debris from time to time, as if he was looking for something.
Finally, he found under a long-dead jujube tree in the corner.
Only the dry trunk and a few crumbling dead branches of the jujube tree, which is as tall as one person, are left.
On one of the dead branches, there is a cocoon hanging, which looks similar to a silkworm chrysalis.
When Bai Yi found this strange cocoon, He looked very happy and carefully took it off and held it in his hand.
"I woke up, but you turned into a larvae, calling me for sixteen years, it's hard for you."
Holding the dried strange cocoon, Bai Yi murmured softly: "Zhulong, when you break out of the cocoon and become a dragon, I will give you a chance.
In this world, you and I will reach the top again."
The strange cocoon in his hand, sleeping inside, is the giant dragon that screamed at Bai Yi in his dream.
It is the natal spiritual bird of Xiaoyao Immortal, a top-level demon king with the ability to fight loose immortals, and a prehistoric man with the blood of a true dragon.
Alien species, candle dragon The natal spirit beast is connected to the soul of its master, and the remnant soul of Xiaoyao Immortal Lord is reborn.
As a result, Zhulong, who died in the battle at Changyang Mountain, is also reborn.
However, this demon king that once made all immortals fearful can only be hatched now.
In the cocoon, he became an unborn baby candle dragon.
Bai Yi was not worried about Zhulong's strength, but cherished the brotherly friendship with Zhulong.
This time he abandoned the path and was reborn, which completely changed his former ruthless and desireless nature.
It turns out that living is more precious than the magical power that reaches the sky
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