Ordinary people can also be extraordinary

"Well, I carried you back from the river."

Xiaoling looked at Zhang Chen and nodded.

"Thank you very much."

Zhang Chen tilted his head to look, then exerted force on his waist, endured the severe pain and managed to sit up.

"Hurry up and lie down. Your bones haven't grown back yet. If you move like this, they might get dislocated."

Xiaoling immediately stepped forward and supported Zhang Chen's arm, reminding him anxiously.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Zhang Chen turned and smiled at Xiaoling, feeling the condition inside his body. His dantian was empty, without a trace of spiritual energy. Before falling off the waterfall, Zhang Chen had used the last bit of spiritual energy to perform body skills to slow down the force of his fall, which reduced his injuries a little.

At this time, Zhang Chen looked at his body and found that he was not wearing any clothes. The storage bag hanging around his waist was missing, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Xiaoling thought Zhang Chen was worried about his injury, so she quickly comforted him:

"Your injury is not serious. The old people in the village said that you will be fine after a few months of rest."

Zhang Chen smiled slightly after hearing this. He just felt it and realized that his broken bones were not treated properly. If he allowed it to develop, he would probably become a cripple in the future. He knew that she was comforting him, but he didn't care.

"By the way, when you rescued me, were all my belongings still there? Especially the big cloth bag on my waist."

Zhang Chen gestured at the size of the storage bag. It was still there before he fell into a coma, but he didn't know if it was still there now. Zhang Chen was a little nervous because all his belongings were in it.

"Is this what you're talking about?"

Xiaoling took out a bag from under the bed, which was a storage bag.

Zhang Chen's face lit up with joy and he took it with his less injured hand. Looking at the storage bag in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief. With it, he would be able to recover from his injuries quickly.

Now there is no spiritual energy in my dantian, and I can’t open the storage bag. I can only meditate slowly to recover some spiritual energy.

After asking some more questions, I realized that I had been in a coma for more than two days. Suddenly, another question came to my mind and I asked it quickly.

"Xiaoling, has the river near you been running dry these days?"

"No, why do you ask?"

Xiaoling was a little confused. The river was so big that it would at most become a little smaller even during the dry season. How could it dry up?

"No, I was just asking."

Zhang Chen breathed a sigh of relief again. If the flow had not been interrupted, it meant that the insect swarm had not yet dug through the river channel and Daliang City was still safe.

Seeing Zhang Chen in a daze, Xiaoling said:

"You must be hungry. I have fish and fish soup. I'll heat them up and serve them to you."

"No, I don't want to eat. I'll just rest for a while."

Zhang Chen shook his head. At this moment, what he wanted was to quickly recover some spiritual energy so that he could open the storage bag. He immediately closed his eyes and practiced his skills, starting to absorb the spiritual energy in the air.

Xiaoling saw Zhang Chen sitting on the bed and asked curiously:

"Is it inconvenient for you to lie down? Let me help you."

Zhang Chen opened his eyes and shook his head.

"No, I've been lying down for too long. I'll sit for a while to adjust myself."

After saying that, he closed his eyes again.

Seeing this, Xiaoling had to retreat and went to the kitchen to continue cooking the fish soup. Time flew and it was already midnight. After practicing for several hours, she finally felt a trace of spiritual energy appearing in her dantian.

Zhang Chen picked up the storage bag, summoned the trace of spiritual energy, opened the storage bag, took out a few spirit stones, and took out a healing pill.

Holding the spirit stone in his hand, Zhang Chen kept absorbing the spiritual energy inside and feeling the continuous filling in his dantian. He was completely relieved and swallowed the pill into his stomach.

Soon he felt a coolness on his body. The wounds all over his body felt comfortable and numb, and were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The broken bones were also snapping together. Zhang Chen felt that the bones were not properly joined, so he endured the severe pain and kept twisting the bones to reposition them.

Time passed quickly and it was morning. Zhang Chen's injuries had almost recovered. The bones in his hands and feet had healed and no longer affected his walking. However, it would take some time to get back to his previous state. The spiritual energy in his body had also completely recovered. Zhang Chen used his spiritual energy to shake off the herbs on his body, took out a robe from his storage bag and put it on.

He then got out of bed, looked around the room, and saw the fish meat and the solidified fish soup on the table. He knew that this was what Xiaoling had left for him, and he couldn't help but feel touched.

At this time, Zhang Chen came to Xiaoling's bed and saw that she was sleeping soundly, but her eyes were red and swollen, and her pillow was wet, as if she had been crying for a long time. Zhang Chen also heard the crying last night.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and a man's voice came in.

"Xiaoling, are you up yet? It's almost time. We should set off soon."

Xiaoling rubbed her eyes, yawned, and slowly got up from the bed without opening her eyes. She slept very late yesterday.

"Brother Qi, wait a minute. I'll be ready in a moment. I'll come find you later."

"Okay, I'll go back and wait for you. Hurry up and don't miss the time."

After giving some instructions, the man left.

At this time, Xiaoling slowly opened her eyes and suddenly saw Zhang Chen sitting next to her. She was startled and immediately grabbed the quilt.

"Who are you? How did you get in? Leave now, or I'll call for help."

Zhang Chen looked at her alert expression and laughed.

"Don't you recognize me? I'm the person you rescued."

"Ah, it's really you."

Xiaoling looked at Zhang Chen's face carefully, showing surprise. It was indeed the person she saved.

"Aren't your hands and legs injured? How come you seem to be fine? And where did you get this clothes?"

Xiaoling was very surprised to see Zhang Chen standing up and walking around. Then she saw Zhang Chen wearing new clothes, which made her even more puzzled. It was because of these clothes that she did not recognize Zhang Chen at first.

"My injuries have almost healed. This piece of clothing was taken out of this bag."

Zhang Chen pointed to the storage bag hanging around his waist.

"Are you kidding? That bag is so small, how can it possibly hold such large clothes?"

Xiaoling looked at the storage bag on Zhang Chen's waist, which was not much bigger than a fist, and looked incredulous.

"This is not an ordinary bag. This is called a Qiankun bag, or a storage bag. It has a lot of space inside, even bigger than your room."

Zhang Chen gestured to her again.

"A storage bag? Bigger than this room? How is that possible?"

Xiaoling looked at the storage bag again and became even more unconvinced.

Zhang Chen also smiled slightly, without explaining this, but said to her:

"I am a cultivator. You saved me. Do you need my help? I saw you cried for a long time last night. Did you encounter any difficulties?"

After Zhang Chen finished speaking, he took out a lot of gold, silver and jewelry from his storage bag and piled them in front of Xiaoling.

Xiaoling looked at the gold and silver that appeared out of thin air in front of her, her eyes widened, and it took her a while to come back to her senses.

"You...you...are an immortal?"

"I'm not an immortal, just an immortal cultivator."

Zhang Chen explained.

"Then can you save my sister?"

Xiaoling thought of her bedridden sister.

"What happened to your sister? Where is she?"

Zhang Chen looked around. The hut was very small and he could see it all in just a few glances. Zhang Chen was sure that there were only two of them in the room.

"My sister is in town, she's hurt."

After Xiaoling finished speaking, her eyes started to turn red again and she was about to cry.

"How was she injured?"

Zhang Chen asked about it. If it was just a common injury, Zhang Chen would have no problem with it, but he was afraid that it was the kind where one would lose limbs, so he did not dare to agree directly, fearing that he would not be able to do it and disappoint her.

"I'm not sure either. I was beaten by my brother-in-law."

After Xiaoling finished speaking, she looked at Zhang Chen with worry and pleading. She had completely believed in the immortal Zhang Chen.