The Tao is far away

"Be careful, there is a foundation-building cultivator approaching at a very fast speed!"

"What!?" Wang Chi was shocked and looked up at the sky quickly. He saw a purple figure streaking across the sky like a meteor, at a speed that was astonishingly fast.

Before he could react, the purple figure had already fallen into the small pond in front of him with a plop, splashing water.

"Oh my god, it's a girl." Wang Chi widened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him with some surprise.

He quickly summoned a fireball and warily observed the nun who suddenly broke in.

After a long while, the female monk was found lying motionless in the water, as if she had fainted or was dead.

Her back was facing upward, so Wang Chi couldn't see her face clearly.

Wang Chi secretly wondered in his heart, who exactly is this female monk?

Wang Chi jumped into the cave behind the waterfall.

He quickly put on his clothes and took out the arc knife from his storage bag to prevent any accidents.

After leaving the cave, he floated above Xiao Tan and looked at the female monk vigilantly.

Wang Chi frowned, feeling pity, and gently turned the female monk over with one hand.

The female cultivator kept murmuring in a low voice: "Uncle Chen...Uncle Feng..." as if she was calling some important person.

To be honest, Wang Chi had seen so many beauties on the Internet in his previous life, but none of them were even one-tenth as good as this woman.

Her hair was wet by the tan water, making her look even more charming and lovable.

The female cultivator opened her eyes slightly, looked up at Wang Chi, and seemed to want to say something, but then fainted again.

"I'm throwing you, don't die in my arms!" Wang Chi panicked for a moment and threw the female cultivator fearfully. With a "plop", the female cultivator fell into the pond again.

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"Don't you know how to be gentle and considerate to women?" Situ said with a smile, half teasing and half reminding.

"I don't have any sympathy for women. A woman falling from the sky in this desolate place would be scary for anyone." Wang Chi retorted. Although his tone was firm, he was a little shaken inside.

"Just leave if you're scared, who cares about her?"

Wang Chi nodded, as if accepting Situ's suggestion, and returned to the cave.

But he kept looking back and was obviously hesitant.

"If you want to save me, then save me. I don't even know you!" Situ looked at Wang Chi's hesitant back and couldn't help but point it out.

Wang Chi stopped, took a deep breath, flew out of the cave, and rescued the female cultivator.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just worried that my water will be polluted!"

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Wang Chi gently put the female cultivator on the ground. Seeing that her body was wet, Wang Chi re-lit the fire where he had grilled meat before.

The flames leaped up, illuminating the pale face of the female cultivator.

He leaned over gently and tentatively checked the female practitioner's breathing, and found that her breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

"Situ, come out and take a look." Wang Chi turned his head and called out to the void behind him.

As Wang Chi finished speaking, a figure seemed to emerge from the air.

A figure who looked lazy and nonchalant appeared.

Situ rolled his eyes and responded impatiently: "What does it have to do with me?"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Wang Chi didn't have time to waste words with him, so he urged hurriedly.

Seeing this, Situ said no more. He stretched out his hand, and a gentle spiritual energy flowed out from his palm, slowly enveloping the female cultivator lying on the ground.

After a careful inspection, Situ frowned, and his tone revealed a hint of solemnity: "The foundation is damaged, the qi and blood are deficient, and the waist seems to be broken."

After Wang Chi heard Situ's words, he was shocked and asked, "Can he be saved?"

Situ didn't seem surprised by Wang Chi's reaction. He replied calmly, "Just feed her a few pills to replenish her spiritual power and blood. Whether she wakes up or not depends on her own luck. It's better not to get involved in this kind of cause and effect!"

Wang Chi was speechless after hearing this. This old guy always mentioned cause and effect, and said that cultivating immortals requires keeping oneself clean.

Wang Chi said no more and quickly took out two precious pills from his arms. These were precious things that contained rich spiritual power and could replenish qi and blood.

Wang Chi gently placed the pill into a bowl of water, allowing it to slowly melt, and then carefully fed the water mixed with the pill to the female cultivator drop by drop.

Due to unfamiliar technique, the potion flowed onto the female nun's hair, but fortunately a few drops were injected.

As the saying goes: Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda.

Even though the female cultivator failed to wake up in the end, Wang Chi knew that he had tried his best.

He could only do so much, and the rest could only be left to time and the female cultivator's own luck.

Three days passed quietly, and the female cultivator still showed no signs of waking up.

During these three days, Wang Chi fed the female cultivator medicine every once in a while, hoping to stimulate the vitality in her body.

As time went by, the precious pills in his hands gradually ran out, and there were only a few left.

Standing next to the female cultivator, Wang Chi sighed softly.

It seems that her efforts may be in vain, and the life of the female cultivator seems to be gradually coming to an end.

While saving people, Wang Chi did not give up his own practice.

He still insisted on meditating and practicing the martial arts technique called "Zhenmu Gong".

As for the Dark Moon, every time he practiced it he felt dizzy and his mind seemed on the verge of collapse. He was afraid of becoming mentally retarded, so he decided not to practice it for the time being.

Just as Wang Chi was about to try to enter the Zhoutian circulation state again, suddenly, a low and painful groan came into his ears.

"Hmm~"

This voice made Wang Chi happy but also instantly alert. He immediately put down the practice in his hands and hurriedly turned to look in the direction of the female cultivator.

The female student was seen moving in pain, seemingly trying to prop up her arms and struggle to stand up.

Wang Chi took a few steps towards the female cultivator, and at the same time, he secretly clenched the arc knife he carried with him in his hand to prevent any accidents.

But on the surface, he said in a calm voice: "Your back injury hasn't healed yet, don't bother."

The female cultivator ignored Wang Chi's dissuasion. Although her movements were slow and difficult, she still insisted on struggling to stand up.

It seemed as if there was a strong willpower supporting her, not allowing herself to succumb to the fragility of her body.

However, due to her severe injuries and extremely weak body, the female cultivator's efforts ultimately failed.

Her body could not bear the burden and finally she collapsed to the ground exhausted again.

Although her body fell to the ground, her eyes were extremely firm. She stared at Wang Chi coldly, with a strong sense of vigilance in her eyes.

"Who are you and where is this place?" Her voice was cold, like ice that had been frozen under a glacier for ten thousand years, exuding a bone-chilling chill that seemed to freeze the air around her.

There was a strong murderous intent hidden in her words!

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