Kill the heroine at the beginning, and the little apprentice sister will take away the luck

"No! It's not an illusion!

It’s really the younger generation from our sect who has arrived!

Don’t listen, hold on!

We have waited, let's hold on a little longer.

Don’t you want to see the younger generation?!”

One person knelt on the ground and picked up the barely breathing Chu Buwen. The chains under their feet made a clanking sound.

Each step he took was extremely awkward.

Some of their peers even ran out of the mine with all their might.

He ran while shouting, "I am Shen Jue from the Qingxuan Sect. Someone in the sect is injured. I hope you can help me!"

Shen Jue!

This name exploded in Sang Laiyue's ears. It was the name of his master!

Sang Lai Yue suddenly looked up and was about to shout at Leng Zhuxin when he saw Leng Zhuxin following the sound and falling into the mine.

They don't know the Taoist magic and light skills of the Dharma Ending Age, so naturally their speed is not as fast as Leng Zhuxin.

When Leng Zhuxin entered the mine, they had just run to the bottom of the mine.

Leng Zhuxin used his lightness skills to leap a few times and landed steadily in front of Shen Jue.

Shen Jue's hair and beard were all white. He hadn't taken care of his hair and beard for a long time, and they were tangled into messy strands.

He was wearing tattered clothes, and his exposed skin was covered with new and old wounds, with almost no healthy flesh.

Behind him, there was the sound of chains rattling, and several people ran out.

One of the monks, who was a bit stronger, was holding an old man horizontally.

The old man was so skinny that there was almost nothing but bones left.

His breath was weak, and his arms hung limply, so thin that one could even see the shape of his bones.

If it weren't for the rise and fall of his chest, Leng Zhu would have suspected that the old man had passed away.

Without having time to greet Shen Jue, Leng Zhuxin ran to the old man in a few steps.

He took out a Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill and fed it to the old man, saving his life.

The old man was different from the others. In addition to the shackles, he also had two bone-piercing nails nailed into his scapula.

Every time I move, it hurts more.

He couldn't use his immortal power in the valley, the bone-piercing nails couldn't be pulled out, and his wounds couldn't heal due to the intense labor.

At this time, the bone-piercing nails had grown together with the flesh and blood.

Moreover, these two bone-piercing nails were not driven in randomly, but were placed in calculated positions.

Piercing the meridians will also cause deficiency in the body.

The miners in the Frost Moon Valley have managed to survive for hundreds and thousands of years without being able to use their immortal powers, all thanks to the immortal power stored in their bodies before entering the valley.

In addition, the forbidden spell on them that could control their cultivation suppressed their use of spiritual power to the greatest extent.

This is what allows them to live long lives despite long years of hard work.

But this old man was different. The bone-piercing nails caused the leakage of immortal power in his body and also affected the forbidden spell.

Now it seems as if his life span is coming to an end due to the dissipation of his immortal power.

The Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill can temporarily save his life, but to truly save him, it is necessary to reintroduce immortal power into his body.

"These two nails must be removed."

Leng Zhuxin calmly analyzed the old man's situation, turned his wrist, and took out a cowhide bag.

The cowhide bag was given to Leng Zhuxin by Wan Yu.

Inside was a set of various scalpels that Wan Yu had used, as well as a set of surgical needles that he had imitated, and sutures were also provided.

The bone-piercing nails grew together with the flesh and needed to be peeled off with a scalpel.

It is impossible to use immortal power in the Frost Moon Valley, and stopping the bleeding is a big problem.

Leng Zhuxin took out the hemostatic powder and anesthetic pill made by Wan Yu.

He fed the old man an anesthetic pill and waved his hand. A platform half a person's height appeared in the mine, which was perfect for surgical operations.

She placed the old man on the platform.

He reached out and tore off the old man's clothes from his upper body.

What caught the eye were the thin, protruding bones and the crisscrossing bloodstains.

Shen Jue and other cultivators watched Leng Zhuxin's actions, although they didn't know why Leng Zhuxin took out a row of willow-leaf knives.

But they quickly cleared the entrance to the mine and let the light in.

Sang Lai Yue had also climbed up the mine at this time. He only took a look inside and realized that Leng Zhuxin was going to have surgery.

He had seen Wan Yu rescuing people in Shipwreck Town, so he immediately stepped forward to help.

After taking only two steps, he saw Shen Jue.

The extremely old Shen Jue had a hunched back, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably from long-term labor.

It was very different from the master he remembered, who was very concerned about his image.

He even looks like he's aged a few decades.

But Sang Lai Yue recognized him at a glance; this was his master!

The master who raised him and taught him magic!

Sang Laiyue stared at Shen Jue without blinking, his nose felt sore and tears fell.

He couldn't imagine how much torture his master had endured over the years to become what he was now.

He rushed forward and grabbed Shen Jue's arm, his eyes red: "Master, do you recognize me? Master. I am Xiao Yue."

Shen Jue was nervously looking at his junior brother lying on the platform. After hearing Sang Lai Yue's words, he glanced at Sang Lai Yue's face.

It’s no wonder that he couldn’t recognize his apprentice.

Sang Laiyue entered the Golden Elixir stage at the age of thirty. Before Shen Jue ascended to heaven, Sang Laiyue always looked like he was at the Golden Elixir stage.

Shen Jue had never seen anyone this old.

In addition, he had been mining in the Frost Moon Valley for thousands of years. Now when he suddenly saw Sang Lai Yue, who was as old as him, he really couldn't recognize him.

He hesitated and looked at Sang Laiyue's orange-peel face several times.

With trembling hands, he held Sang Laiyue's hand again, "Xiao Yue?

Why do you look so old?

Have you also suffered in the valley these years?

But not long after your junior uncle and I ascended, the ascension passage was closed?"

Shen Jue frowned, his face full of confusion.

He remembered that his apprentice had once said that he could not tolerate a single white hair on his head.

Sang Laiyue pulled Shen Jue to sit down, took out a bottle of pills and distributed them to the seniors in the sect.

I also gave one to Shen Jue.

Knowing that Leng Zhuxin was undergoing surgery, he lowered his voice and said, “I ascended not long ago.

So many years have passed, and I have become the ancestor of the sect, so naturally I have to make myself look older.

I've gotten used to my current look, and I haven't changed back since ascending."

After listening to this, Shen Jue nodded and swallowed the pill.

The medicinal power quickly moistened Shen Jue's dry dantian.

Looking at Leng Zhuxin who had removed the bone-piercing nails and was preparing to suture.

Shen Jue couldn't help but ask Sang Laiyue, "Is that female immortal really a disciple of our Qingxuan Sect? Is there such a genius in our Xuanling Continent?"

“Of course, they are disciples of our Qingxuan Sect.

They are your disciples, disciples and grandchildren.

Taught personally by the sect leader!

Xiao Zhuxin had a rough life and fell into the mortal world since childhood.

Later he entered our Qingxuan Sect to practice, which is also a blessing for our Qingxuan Sect.

There are too many things involved here to explain in just a few words. I will explain it to you in detail when you and the other senior masters have recovered.

Let me first take a look at the chains and spells on you and figure out how to remove them.

Oh, and Uncle Chu, why isn't he here?"

Sang Laiyue looked around and found that almost all the senior masters who had ascended to heaven from the Qingxuan Sect were beside Shen Jue. It was obvious that in the Frost Moon Divine Valley, they relied on each other.

But apart from them, there are several ancestors who have disappeared, including Chu Buwen.