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

Chapter 457: Rescue Chu Buwen

"If you don't smell him, he's right here."

Shen Jue sighed and looked towards the platform.

After stitching, Leng Zhuxin, who was about to cut the seams, paused.

He tilted his head slightly to look at the old man's face. His face was full of vicissitudes of life, and there was a very long scar on his left cheek.

Leng Zhuxin found it difficult to match the old man with the imposing and proud Chu Buwen in the portrait of Qingxuan Sect.

The same thing happened to Sang Lai Yue. He looked at Chu Buwen in disbelief.

Extremely shocked, "He, he is Uncle Chu?!"

"Well, he is your Uncle Chu. Your Uncle Chu has suffered a lot over the years.

If you hadn't arrived in time, he would have lost his life here.

When they ascended to heaven, who among them was not full of high spirits?

Even I thought I was an immortal because I came from heaven.

But after ascending, he was captured here.

Your uncle Chu is such a proud man, how could he be willing to be inferior to others? He must have suffered a lot.

The wounds on his face and the piercing nails on his scapula were caused by that time.

If we hadn't been there all these years, your uncle Chu would have committed suicide long ago.

Alas, if I had known that this would happen after ascending, I would have rather spent my life in the lower realms. Even if I were to disintegrate into a ghost immortal, it would be much better than wasting all these years here."

Shen Jue and the others had their spirits worn away by the torture they had endured over the years.

His eyes were dark, without any light.

Only when he looked at Sang Laiyue, Leng Zhuxin and his group did his eyes light up a little.

They are the hope of ascending monks in Xuanling Continent.

A fire started in Shen Jue's long-dry heart, and it seemed to warm his whole heart.

Leng Zhuxin had taken out a set of Qingxuan Sect disciple uniform from the space and asked Chu Buwen to wear it.

The Qingxuan Sect's disciple uniforms are not divided into men's and women's styles.

The sets of clothes in Leng Zhuxin's space were given by the sect but she has not worn them yet.

It comes in handy right now.

Leng Zhuxin placed the remaining sets of disciple uniforms on the platform.

Among the monks who ascended to heaven, there were several ancestors who were women. Their clothes were all ragged, but they could be worn in emergencies.

Then she took Chu Buwen out of the Frost Moon Valley.

“The void in Patriarch Chu’s body is too strong, and he is temporarily unable to absorb the power of the immortal stone for his own use. I need to take him out of the valley.

Elder Sang, please help Elder Shen and the others get rid of the shackles and curses."

Leng Zhuxin and Sang Laiyue have already figured out that the spell cast on Shen Jue and the others to control their absorption of immortal power is an advanced version of the soul-suppressing spell.

It's not difficult to solve.

It’s just that Ancestor Shen and the others are restrained by the soul-suppressing curse and cannot break it on their own.

Leng Buqiu was afraid that Leng Zhuxin would run into people from the four major families when he left the valley, so he hurriedly chased after him.

The two of them walked out of the valley one after the other. Leng Zhuxin found a safer place and put Chu Buwen on the ground.

He used hand gestures to remove the soul-suppressing curse and broke Chu Buwen's shackles with his bare hands.

The effect of the anesthetic pill had not yet worn off, and Leng Zhuxin made a palm with his right hand and pressed it against Chu Buwen's back.

The immortal power was sent into Chu Buwen's body through his palm, and a healing pill was also fed into Chu Buwen's mouth by Xiaohan.

The medicinal power quickly dissolved under the influence of the immortal power sent in by Leng Zhuxin, and the remaining medicinal power of the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill also took effect again.

Soon Chu Buwen's external injuries were fully healed.

Leng Buqiu was guarding Leng Zhuxin on the side. When he saw Leng Zhuxin was going to use his magical power to reconnect Chu Buwen's meridians, he walked over with a nervous look on his face.

Reaching out and grasping Leng Zhuxin's slender wrist, "No! Sister, you are only a Xuanxian, it is too dangerous for you to reconnect your meridians.

You come to protect the Dharma, and I will take your place."

Leng Buqiu didn't want Leng Zhuxin to take any risks, so Leng Zhuxin shook her head, her hand still on Chu Buwen's back.

He raised his head and looked at Leng Buqiu, “I am a disciple of Qingxuan Sect, and this is my responsibility.

But you are not like that, brother. Restoring meridians for others is dangerous for me and you too.

Just protect me, and I will shoulder my own responsibilities."

Leng Zhuxin's eyes were filled with determination, and he said without question.

Leng Buqiu sighed and chose to respect Leng Zhuxin, but there was a hint of worry on his face and his fists were clenched tightly.

Standing nervously by the side, ready to help at any time.

Leng Zhuxin placed his hands on Chu Buwen's back, and the Wood Spirit Pearl spun and flashed in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The wood-type magical power with healing ability flowed into Chu Buwen's body through Leng Zhuxin's palm, seeping into Chu Buwen's meridians bit by bit.

Gently reconnected his dry meridians.

At the same time, Leng Zhuxin also guided the immortal power into Chu Buwen's body.

Fortunately, Chu Buwen had already transformed all his spiritual power into immortal power before being sent to the Frost Moon Divine Valley.

This saved Leng Zhuxin a lot of trouble, and soon Chu Buwen was able to practice independently and absorb immortal power.

The effect of the anesthetic pill had worn off, and Chu Buwen only felt a little itchy in his throat.

He coughed twice and opened his tired eyes.

What comes into view is the lush forest, and Leng Buqiu and Xiaohan standing not far away to protect the law.

Feeling a pair of hands pressing against his back, Chu Buwen realized that he was not dreaming again, nor was it a hallucination before death.

They really waited for someone to rescue them.

They are their descendants and the pride of Qingxuan Sect!

"Child, child, there's no need to send more immortal energy into me, I'm already awake.

How did you find this place?

It's not safe here, leave quickly, don't get caught by the people from the upper realm!"

Chu Buwen said nervously, looking around in panic, as if he was afraid of an immortal who might appear at any time.

Leng Zhuxin heard Chu Buwen's voice and was sure that Chu Buwen's life was saved.

Even after returning to the Divine Valley, he could still use the immortal stone to practice. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, put his hands away and stood up.

Bending down, he helped Chu Buwen up and said, "Don't be afraid, Ancestor Chu. Your cultivation will be suppressed when you enter the Divine Valley, and the same goes for those immortals.

If they dare to enter the valley, we will make sure they never return!"

Chu Buwen stood up with the help of Leng Zhuxin, and felt that his strength was regenerated in his body.

I stretched out my hands and looked at the backs of my hands, which had fewer wrinkles, and couldn't help but shed tears.

"I, I can practice now?"

Chu Buwen looked at his hands in disbelief and slowly clenched his fists.

His broken pride seemed to be restored, and he looked up into the distance.

A ball of fire ignited in the loosened palm.

“The Yun family!”

He repeated these two words hatefully, and hatred gradually filled his heart.

This is not the place to talk. The four major families may have already received the news and are rushing to Frost Moon Valley.

Several people quickly returned to the Divine Valley.

The traces in the forest were not erased, but remained here.

Leng Zhuxin also threw the bodies of the guards killed in the valley here.

Silently declare war on the four major families.

……

There are many benefits to being an immortal, but for everyone in the Frost Moon Valley, the best one is the art of Qiankun Transformation.

Tall buildings and pavilions rose from the ground in an instant.

In Leng Zhuxin's hand, there was only a small courtyard the size of a palm, but after throwing it out, it instantly expanded several times.

It became their shelter in the Valley of Gods.

The spells and chains that restrained everyone had been removed.

Except for Chu Buwen, no one else was nailed with the piercing nail.

After removing the soul-suppressing curse, you can then try to cultivate on your own.