Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 209 Auspicious Beast
Wei Xi wanted to refuse, but the old man's fangs were bared.

I became tough, but only for a while.

Fortunately, there were more than just Wei Xi’s victims. The townspeople gathered the hidden monks one by one and formed a team.

Eight people in total, at least it sounds auspicious.

The townspeople threw the five monks, who were breathing heavily but not inhaling, onto a cart. Each of them was tied up like a crab, and blood seeped onto the wooden boards, staining them red.

Qin Feng took out his own medicine and sprinkled it on these people as if it were free, hoping to stop the bleeding.

"No need to waste your time," a muscular town dweller licked his lips as he looked at Qin Feng with a greedy look on his face. "My little beauty, these are all sacrifices. They will die sooner or later!"

"If you look at me again, I'll gouge your eyeballs out!" Qin Feng's eyes were filled with a chilling coldness. "Since you can't control your eyes, I'll help you take care of them!"

This guy had always been the one to tease little girls, and this was the first time someone had threatened him. Furious and embarrassed, he lashed out his sandbag-sized fist, wanting to teach the other person a lesson.

Wei Xi directly thrust the dagger into his neck, causing blood to splatter from his neck. The other party was so frightened that he quickly covered his neck, completely losing his previous arrogance.

"My dear friends, what do you mean? I have entrusted you with such an auspicious task, and you are going to hurt our townspeople?" The old man was neither deaf nor blind at this time, and his tone was full of gloomy accusations.

These cultivators were all relatively young, and were among the best in the sect. They had been suffering setbacks since they entered the trial field. New and old grudges flooded into their hearts, and they were all ready to fight to the death with these devils.

"We're helping you." Qin Feng, not at all discouraged at the critical moment, continued to sprinkle the medicine. "We can't let the auspicious beast eat the dead sacrifice! You'll have to bear its wrath then!"

"That's right!" Yu Jin jumped out, pointing at the bleeding townspeople and shouting, "He should thank us! Otherwise, your town would be in trouble!"

Acting this way was no different from breaking off relations. The old man's face was as gloomy as water. Suddenly, he laughed sinisterly a few times and said slowly: "I am old and confused. I didn't expect this..."

"In that case, my friends, please get on your way as soon as possible. Don't delay the important event of sacrificing the auspicious beast!"

"Uncle," Wang Xin, still somewhat rational, stopped the old man who was about to leave. "You haven't told me where we should send the offerings? We're unfamiliar with the place, and we're all just kids. What if something goes wrong..."

"Three miles west of town, the auspicious beast lives in the mountains." The old man's mouth stretched into an exaggerated arc, half of his face covered with sharp teeth. It was obvious at first glance that he was not a good citizen. "Bring the sacrifice, and the auspicious beast will not trouble you!"

After saying this, the old man led the townspeople away.

Fearing that something might happen if they were late, the team immediately headed towards their destination.

Everyone had no doubts about finding the "auspicious beast": this was clearly the main mission of the trial field, and it would be strange not to do it.

During the march, the eight people gave a brief introduction: except for Yu Jin who was from Tiandi Gate, the remaining cultivators were from Qingcheng Sect, Linchuan Pavilion, and Tunhai Sect.

The two monks from Linchuan Pavilion also said that their spiritual power was temporarily unusable.

Fortunately, the two mermaids of the Tunhai Sect are not subject to this restriction.

Although he could not speak human language very well, the mermaid Kuidi used stiff language to tell the others: This trial field was invaded by monsters.

The reason is very simple: mermaids are considered a kind of monsters - of course, in the mermaids' worldview, they are far different from ordinary monsters. From the moment the two mermaids entered the secret realm, they sensed the breath of predators.

It was because of the instinct remaining in their blood that the two mermaids discovered the secret of the bag.

"Can you tell me what's wrong?" Wei Xi was really curious about this question: although trying one by one could solve the problem, it was still troublesome. She wanted to see what the mermaid's solution was.

Kui Xi’s ability to express herself was very limited. Finally, she placed her hand on Wei Xi’s hand and pressed the back of Wei Xi’s hand.

As a doctor, Wei Xi was very good at dealing with people with limited verbal expression. The answer was obvious. "It's the skin? You mean the bundle is the skin of a monster?"

Kui Di nodded. This was exactly what she wanted to say.

Wei Xi was busy aligning the particles, while Qin Feng and Wang Xin tried to rescue the poor fellow Taoist on the cart.

The five men were severely injured, and their spiritual energy was limited, preventing them from utilizing the slow healing effects of the cultivators themselves. The team members contributed all the elixirs they had on hand to help their fellow Taoists.

Unfortunately, there was not a single medicine practitioner among the eight people, and the pills they gathered together were too shabby compared to the wounds.

"Come and take a look!" Qin Feng held up a bottle of medicine powder and called the others over.

"Everyone, look, the wounds on these fellow Taoists... are alive," Qin Feng said with a stiff upper lip. "This thing is extremely strange, so everyone should be careful."

What Qin Feng said was true. The wounds of these cultivators were very tragic, and some of the penetrating wounds were still bleeding.

The common characteristic of these wounds is that they do not heal. No matter how many pills are taken, the wounds still maintain their original shape, scarlet, damp, and filled with an ominous smell.

These wounds could not be cured by ordinary pills. Fortunately, Qin Feng always had some medicine in his Qiankun bag, so he could take it out for emergency use.

Wei Xi had experienced the medicine Qin Feng brought back from the battlefield. It was really effective, but it was also true that it hurt so much that people cried out in pain.

Wei Xi's eyelids twitched wildly as he watched Qin Feng pour bottle after bottle onto the cart.

"Do you really want to send these five fellow Taoists to the altar?"

Wei Xi glanced at the innocent Linchuan Pavilion monk and explained, "We have to go. This is the requirement of the trial field!"

"Since entering the trial grounds, we have been acting according to their arrangements. Any deviation from the preset plans will be immediately corrected."

Wei Xixu pointed to the town behind him and said, "These townspeople have long known that we are among the crowd. It is obvious that killing us on the spot is not their intention."

"If those five were a little lucky, they wouldn't have to suffer like this!" Wei Xi's tone was a little sympathetic, but his eyes looking at the cart were emotionless.

"Friend Wei's words make sense," Qi Lili, who was holding a broadsword, nodded. "The contents of the package are our clue. In that case..."

Obviously, everyone guessed how to deal with these people's wounds.

The wounds caused by the altar require special medicine to heal.

These five people are lying here miserably, and the bag is definitely not in their hands.

This leads to the next question: Who is willing to use their own medicine to treat these five people?

(End of this chapter)