Seven Strings in Dreams

Jiayu did not dare to stop chanting the spell as he watched the corrosive water about to submerge the stones under his feet.

Jiayu gritted his teeth. Even if his spiritual power was exhausted and he became a useless person, he would leave this man-eating cave.

As long as you can get out alive, there is hope.

Broken tendons can be reconnected, damaged spiritual veins can be rebuilt, as long as you can get out alive, you can start all over again!

Perhaps it was because Jiayu’s previous act of collecting the half body moved the heaven and earth that he was able to be teleported out at the last moment.

Of course, the successful teleportation also depends on Monk's help.

Monk hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to use a special method to summon the spell.

He is gambling, and if he loses, he will pay with his life.

If the bet is won, then everyone will live in peace.

Fortunately, he won the bet. Once he made a move, he couldn't stop.

When he actively summoned the talisman, he realized that it was not a blasting talisman at all, but just a teleportation talisman. Fortunately, it was a false alarm.

If it really is an explosive talisman, with his addition, the power of the talisman will be even stronger and the destructive power will be difficult to estimate.

He knew that someone must be in trouble to force the talisman to move.

Unless it is an extraordinary moment, they will not use extraordinary measures.

It is not easy to refine talismans. Even the people around Monk would not cast talismans casually when it is not important.

The talismans made by Monk are not low-level talismans, they are all his unique secret recipes.

He had never thought of passing on this secret technique he created to others before.

Monk now feels that although he is not planning to accept disciples, if Wu Na and Yi Xi want to learn, he can teach them without reservation.

The art of talismans is certainly not a secret art.

But the spells that Monk created himself are very different from those that everyone knows.

Monk would also spend a lot of money to buy talismans developed by other talisman makers, and then improve them until they became a special talisman.

In this regard, Munch is simply a genius among geniuses.

The talismans he developed were not only more powerful, but also able to resonate with him.

I don’t know if the two siblings have inherited this gene.

Monk didn't have time to think too much. Usually he just sensed the location of the talisman. This was also the first time he helped someone who used the talisman to activate the talisman.

He is equivalent to external interference, and he will also have to pay a price.

Monk didn't care too much. He was just injured and the most important thing was to save people.

With Monk's help from outside, Jiayu's talisman finally burned out.

Originally, the power of the talisman was suppressed and it was impossible to bring Jiayu out of the cave.

Monk took the initiative and successfully controlled the spell.

At the critical moment, Jiayu also found someone helping him, and he knew this was his last chance.

If he doesn't trust the other party, then Jiayu will end up like that half skeleton.

It is better to fight to the death than to die without an intact body.

Just like that, the two of them created a miracle together, broke the spiritual power suppression underground, and broke out of the siege!

Monk controlled the spell and brought Jiayu to his side.

As soon as Jiayu came out of the cave, Monk recognized it was Jiayu.

After all, they have been brothers for many years. Even though Jiayu's clothes were tattered at this time, Monk could still see that it was Jiayu he rescued.

Monk reached out and caught Jiayu.

Monk helped Jiayu sit on the ground.

Monk: "Brother, how are you? What happened to you? Why are you in such a mess?"

Jiayu's eyes were red. When he saw that the person in front of him was Monk, he showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

Jiayu: "It's okay! Thank you!"

Monk: "Why do we need to say thank you or not? Someone, come here! Go and ask the guardian Zhuji to come over!"

Someone responded and hurried to find Zhuji and the others.

The subordinates in the distance knew there was no danger, so they quickly dispersed and continued to complete their previous tasks.

Monk: "How are you? Let me check your wound! We can talk about other things later!"

Jiayu: "I can't die!"

Monk reached out to see where Jiayu was injured.

But Jiayu was in a miserable state, covered in cold sweat, blood, and wounds all over his body. Monk didn't know where to start for a moment.

Monk: "Bear the pain, I'll take a closer look at it for you!"

Jiayu: "Don't look! I told you you can't die."

Monk tried to undress Jiayu, but Jiayu grabbed Monk's wrist.

Jiayu: "You are a grown man, don't hesitate. This injury is nothing. Zhuji will come and apply some medicine. You can help me. I will sit aside. Don't delay the rescue of others!"

Monk: "The spiritual power is restricted underground? How come even you can't activate the talisman?"

Monk supported Jiayu and tried to help him stand up.

Jiayu's legs went weak and he fell to the ground again.

Monk: "Why don't you get up? You don't want me to hold you aside and take a rest in front of everyone, do you? That's enough, stop playing tricks!"

Monk didn't know what was wrong with Jiayu, and he even joked with her.

Jiayu didn't know what to say. He remembered that he left the place where people were eating each other just now. It seemed that the time was just right. He didn't remember whether he had come into contact with the corrosive water.

It should be because he didn't encounter that kind of horrible, corrosive water.

Jiayu didn’t know if it was an illusion. He didn’t feel any injury just now, and he didn’t feel any discomfort in his feet or legs now.

What’s even stranger is that not only did I not feel any discomfort, but I didn’t feel anything in my lower body.

Jiayu had a bad feeling and he carefully touched his thigh with his hand.

His legs are there, there's nothing wrong with him.

While Monk was not paying attention, Jiayu pinched his thigh hard.

Now he could be sure that he had no feeling in his legs.

Jiayu asked tentatively: "Where do you think my injury is the most serious?"

Monk: "I think your hand is the most seriously injured, the palm is burned. As for other parts, although they look messy, they are probably just superficial injuries. Don't be silly, get up quickly! I'll help you up."

Jiayu: "I just sprained my ankle. The cave is too deep and I rolled all the way down! My leg won't obey me. I really don't want to move anymore. You go and do your work! I'll be waiting for Zhuji here! Don't worry about me!"

Monk: "They know their limits, how about I transfer some spiritual power to you!"

If Monk input spiritual power into Jiayu, he would immediately discover that there was something wrong with Jiayu's body.

Jiayu didn’t know what was going on with him, and he was afraid that the result would be what he imagined.

If you are destined to be a useless person, you might as well leave opportunities to others.

Besides, Monk can’t cure diseases, so we can only rely on Zhuji to find a solution.

Jiayu: "You'd better save your strength! It's daybreak now. If there's any trouble today, saving people will be in vain. Go and urge them first, and tell them that the road I just chose is a dead end. Let them mark it and everyone should be careful!"

Monk: "Okay, I'll be back soon. If you feel uncomfortable, call me!"

Jiayu: "I'm not Wulan, hurry up!"

Jiayu looked at Monk who was leaving and quietly said sorry in his heart.

In fact, Jiayu really didn't hide it from Monk on purpose, but even Jiayu herself may not be able to accept the current result.

If my good brothers knew about this, it would only add to their troubles.

What's more, no conclusion has been reached yet, so Jiayu can still hold on to a glimmer of hope.

Jiayu placed his hands on his legs and slowly touched his calves and feet.

When it reached his ankles, Jiayu stopped.

He didn't want to go on. Even if his body wasn't corroded, only his upper body was feeling normal now.

Jiayu has never been a weak person, he has to face everything.

Instead of guessing like this, it would be better to wait for Zhu Ji to give him an answer.

He didn't know if he would end up like that half skeleton. If that were the case, it would only mean that fate was playing tricks on him.

Zhuji and Coral arrived soon.

Zhu Ji was almost carried here by Coral.

When Shanhu heard that Jiayu was injured, she was completely panicked.

Zhu Ji had already consumed a lot of spiritual energy in treating the wounded.

So he let Coral pull him over.

Zhuji didn't blame Shanhu, he knew how important Jiayu was to Shanhu.

If it was him, Zhuji wouldn't be able to calm down either.

Shanhu saw Jiayu sitting there alone, with no one to accompany him.

Coral was so angry that tears fell.

Zhuji: "Don't be like this! Being alive is better than anything else. If you can't control yourself, don't go over there!"

Coral quickly wiped away her tears and smiled.

Coral: "I'm fine! I still have you here! You'll help me, right?"

Zhuji: "Well! You see he was able to come out safely, it should be just a superficial wound! With me here, he will be well soon!"

Coral: "Thank you, brother!"

Zhuji: "Now you know how to call me senior brother! Let's go!"

Coral walked towards the lonely and desolate figure.

In order not to make herself feel too uncomfortable, she could only pretend to be strong.

Shanhu: "What's wrong with you? Don't you know that the one who was injured is my uncle? Are you bullying him or me?"

Coral deliberately questioned the men nearby loudly.

She deliberately took out her anger on those men.

Zhuji didn't stop her.

When Jiayu heard Shanhu's voice, he didn't turn back.

Jiayu lowered his head and said, "Okay! Don't talk about them. Monk was accompanying me just now, so let them take care of their own things. It was me who asked Monk to take charge of the situation first. If you want to talk, talk about me!"

Shanhu: "You! I've been wanting to talk to you for a long time! You are an elder of the Holy Mountain, but you insist on interfering in the affairs of our Holy Alliance of Priests! What are you thinking? You are not really doing this just because of my niece, are you?"

Jiayu: "Don't worry, I won't control you anymore! You've grown up, I can't always be with you"

Jiayu said these words with his back to Shanhu and a smile. His voice was so pleasant but his words were so cruel.