Chapter 13 Cabbage Dilihuang
Chapter 13 The cabbage field is yellow
Ning Zhao separated a line of spiritual consciousness and penetrated into Chu Yu's sea of consciousness.
The waves in his sea of consciousness were turbulent, and his little spiritual power was rushing wildly, shattering the sky above the sea of consciousness into pieces.
In the middle of the sea of consciousness is a bead with some cracks.
"System, what's going on?"
Ning Zhao quickly withdrew his spiritual consciousness and poured all the bottles and cans in the storage bag onto the ground.
[Didi Didi——After system testing, this is a normal phenomenon, Ning Zhao, don’t worry too much~]
Wait...normal?
His consciousness was shattered into pieces and he vomited black blood. Are you sure this is normal?
[Xiaowogua recommends that you give him Qingfeng Dan. Although it cannot cure the problem, it can provide temporary relief.]
Qingfeng Pill, isn't it the little pill that Chu Yu rejected last time?
Ning Zhao looked at the black blood on Chu Yu's clothes, and his hands were shaking as he fumbled for bottles and jars, "Gu Yuan Dan...it's useless..."
"The Foundation Establishment Pill...it's useless..."
"The beauty pills...are useless..."
"Qingfeng Dan...Qingfeng Dan!"
She quickly stuffed the small light green pill into Chu Yu's mouth.
Another mouthful of black blood gushed out from the corner of Chu Yu's mouth. He squeezed his lips tightly and struggled twice, as if he wanted to push Ning Zhao away.
"Junior brother, don't move!"
The small light green pill was finally swallowed by Chu Yu. Ning Zhao gently gathered a spiritual power and carefully probed into Chu Yu's sea of consciousness again.
The puddle-like sea of consciousness finally calmed down a little, and the occasional surge was not as high as the photo taken just now.
The sky above is still full of cracks, each piece is extremely far away from the other.
"System, is there any way to repair Chu Yu's sea of consciousness?"
[Hey, Ning Zhao, you are the right person to ask. Xiaowogua, I looked up ancient books and found the answer to your question.]
Ning Zhao rubbed his hands in anticipation.
[Consciousness sea cannot rely on external forces, and can only let Chu Yu repair it by himself~]
Ning Zhao lowered her expectant little hand, and looked at Chu Yu, who was half lying on the ground. At this time, his eyes were half-opened, and his face had a calm look, as if he was not surprised that he was vomiting blood.
"Ahem, thank you, senior sister..."
Seeing that Chu Yu's condition was gradually getting better and he was no longer spitting out black blood, Ning Zhao finally let go of his worries.
Just kidding, this is the target of her strategy, the one she relies on for the long journey home. If Chu Yu has her hair cut off, how will she get home...
Ning Zhao waved his hand, "Junior brother, there is no need to be so polite..."
She hesitated for a moment, then asked doubtfully: "But... what exactly is going on? Why, why do you suddenly vomit blood?"
"Are you poisoned?" Vomiting black blood should be a sign of poisoning? However, who could have poisoned Chu Yu...
Chu Yu shook his head gently, "It's not poisoning."
"This is... this is a strange disease that I have carried since I was born, and the doctors can't find any clues to it."
"It happens at least once a month. It's common for my spiritual power to wander around and my sea of consciousness to be shattered." So they all call me Sangmenxing and stay away from me if they say I'm unlucky.
Ning Zhao looked into Chu Yu's calm eyes, and the expression on his face changed again and again. He felt distressed, surprised, and regretful...
"So, does this strange disease occur on a fixed day?"
Chu Yu gently shook his head again, "No, as long as I use my spiritual power or practice hard, it will be possible."
What!
Can’t even use spiritual power?
No, what kind of script has this world arranged for a kid? His father doesn’t care for him, his mother is absent, he is hated and bullied by most people, and he is born sick and unhealthy.
The only better thing is that the heaven-level spiritual roots speed up cultivation.
But now you tell me that there is something strange about Zai's body, and it is possible to vomit blood using spiritual power?
So, what is the use of this heavenly spiritual root? Can it increase the frequency of his vomiting blood?
Ning Zhao only felt a mouthful of old blood choking in his throat, and was unable to speak a word at this moment.
Chu Yu took out a piece of handkerchief and carefully wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the changing expression on Ning Zhao's face and gently opened his lips and said: "Ahem, senior sister, don't worry too much."
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"You and I can survive..."
"But... I hope Senior Sister won't tell others... I don't need their pity either."
Ning Zhao nodded and said seriously: "Of course."
"Even...even if you can't use spiritual power, the Spirit Sword Sect has other techniques that don't require spiritual power. Junior brother, you can go to the library and have a look." It's just that it will be much more difficult than practicing with spiritual power.
However, if this strange disease cannot be solved, Chu Yu will never be able to use his spiritual power. Is it possible that he wants to be a physical practitioner? Then how will he grow up with such a small body? Is it possible that he will really marry the male protagonist Ye Tianhe in the future?
fight?
She looked at Chu Yu from head to toe and felt that this matter was not simple.
"System, is there any secret about Chu Yu?"
[Yes, that’s right, Ning Zhao, your most important task right now is to help Chu Yu solve his strange disease~]
Ning Zhao: Hahahahahaha... I am still a doctor...
Ning Zhao only felt tired. What was she promised was to defeat the villain Chu Yu? She had endured all the outrageous jobs before, so it was impossible for a novice like her who knew nothing about medicine to cure Chu Yu's strange disease.
Don't you trust her a little too much?
Xiaowogua seemed to sense Ning Zhao's depressed mood.
[Well, Ning Zhao, you don’t have to worry too much, it’s actually not difficult...]
Ning Zhao still looked unhappy.
[How about... how about we give you a genius gift package before you cure Chu Yu’s strange disease?]
[This way you don’t have to worry about your poor cultivation being discovered by others!]
Ning Scrooge Zhao agreed very spinelessly. Her consciousness nodded in front of the leaves in her dantian, with a smile on her fair face.
"Sister..."
Chu Yu's cry brought Ning Zhao back to his senses.
She quickly looked at Chu Yu and saw that he was supporting the ground with one hand, as if he wanted to stand up.
Ning Zhao quickly held his arm and helped him stand up.
"What's wrong, junior brother?"
"Ahem... Senior sister, didn't you say two days ago that you were going to the Sword Tomb to look for swords?"
"Can I...can I go with you?"
Ning Zhao nodded quickly, "Of course."
"But, don't you have a sword?"
Chu Yu lowered his eyes silently, opened and closed his lips several times, but did not make any sound.
After a long while, he replied: "I can't use this sword at the moment."
Ning Zhao took a sneak look and saw that Chu Yu was still carrying the long black sword wrapped in layers of fabric on his back.
Chu Yu seemed to have noticed Ning Zhao's probing gaze, and said calmly: "This sword is too heavy."
Ning Zhao knew it, so she just said, how could Chu Yu, with such a sick and weak body, use such a heavy sword.
It is estimated that this sword was left behind by his mother, so Chu Yu carried it on his back to the Immortal Gate.
"It's okay, junior brother."
"When you feel better in two days, let's go to the Sword Tomb together."
"Even if you don't have spiritual power, you can still use a sword."
"We are sword cultivators, not talisman cultivators."
Fu Xiu injects spiritual power into the talisman paper/pen and ink, which consumes extremely spiritual power, so the storage bag on Fu Xiu's body is often filled with spiritual stones.
It can be said that Fu Xiu is the richest among all monks.
Hoho
Chapter completed!