Mo Yanliang was awakened by the heat.
He just opened his eyes, but was forced to close them again by the scorching sun. Every inch of his body screaming with pain, as if his bones were dislocated, and his internal organs felt messed up. His head was still dizzy, and there was a faint tingling sensation. He felt very bad. At this moment, the biggest problem was...thirst.
Mo Yanliang licked his lips, which were all cracked. He felt like he was a little dehydrated.
His mind was dull as he thought about the current situation... What on earth did Mo Yunqing do? Why did his body become like this?
Wait...Daliang!
Mo Yanliang suddenly opened his eyes, not caring about his weak body, and forced himself to sit up and look around, but he did not see the figure that had always been floating beside him.
"Daliang!"
"Mo Yunqing!"
"Mo Yanliang!"
But no matter how Mo Yanliang called, no one responded to him.
Mo Yanliang himself, however, started coughing because of his anxious shouting, and it seemed that he couldn't stop coughing, which made him even more uncomfortable. At this time, a little kid ran towards him, shouting: "Master, you finally woke up!"
But Mo Yanliang was a little confused by the little kid. The title of "master" was really embarrassing.
"Who are you?"
Mo Yanliang looked at the little kid in front of him with a wary look. Although the kid looked only three or four years old, in this immortal world, who knew what this thing was? It was most likely not even a human.
"Master, you don't recognize me. I am the spirit of the Dragon Roar Sword! Master fed me with blood, which gave me intelligence."
Hearing the little kid say this, Mo Yanliang looked at his left palm. The scratches there were shocking, and it looked like the wound had been cracked repeatedly after it scabbed over.
Seeing Mo Yanliang looking at his hand, the little sword spirit lowered his head in shame, but did not forget to defend himself: "Master, I have only been born with spiritual intelligence for a short time. When you fell off the Zhuxian Platform, I used up my spiritual power to protect you, so I could only drink a little of your blood."
Mo Yanliang: "..."
Is it a liitle or more than a little?
Perhaps it was because Mo Yanliang's eyes were too sharp, the little sword spirit baby looked at him with a pair of big watery eyes, and handed the Seven Treasure Gourd to Mo Yanliang in a flattering manner: "Master, drink some water, I just fetched it."
Mo Yanliang was indeed thirsty. He must have been exposed to the sun for a long time. Now being able to drink a sip of water brought him a sense of joy.
This Seven Treasure Gourd is quite magical. It seems to have two layers of space inside. When used as a magic weapon, it can collect people and refine them. When used as a container, it is also very useful for storing wine or water. It can also be used as a decoration and hung around the waist, which looks very nice.
The Seven Treasures Gourd looked small, but Mo Yanliang drank for a long time and still hadn't finished all the water inside.
After drinking enough water, Mo Yanliang finally felt like he was alive again. Although his injuries were still there and he was still in pain, at least he no longer felt like a dehydrated salted fish.
After this, Mo Yanliang was finally in the mood to look at the little sword spirit baby beside him. Seeing Mo Yanliang looking at him, the little sword spirit baby immediately stood at attention, looking extremely well-behaved.
"Master, do you want some more water? I'll get some for you now!"
The little sword spirit baby stretched out his hand and wanted to take the Seven Treasures Gourd from Mo Yanliang's hand.
Mo Yanliang looked at the little baby and then at the Seven Treasures Gourd. He remembered Daliang saying that after the Seven Treasures Gourd sucked his blood, Xie Baichen couldn't take it back even if he wanted to, but the sword spirit baby could take it without his consent. Could it be because he was a sword spirit fed by his blood?
Mo Yanliang asked the little kid, but he didn't seem to know the reason either.
The communication was not smooth, so he was too lazy to ask more questions. At least he knew that the Dragon Roar Sword Spirit had no ill will towards him and would protect its master at the critical moment. That was enough.
Although this situation required bloodletting, it was still acceptable.
"Why did you leave me out in the sun?"
Mo Yanliang felt that the reason was not that the sword spirit baby could not drag him, after all, the sword spirit baby was not a real human child.
"So that the master can absorb the essence of heaven and earth!" The little sword spirit baby's face was full of sincerity.
Mo Yanliang: "..."
A very strong reason.
Mo Yanliang found a big tree and sat under it, waving his hand for the little sword spirit to come over. What he wanted to know most now was what happened after he fainted, and also what happened to Mo Yunqing?
The consequences of giving his body to Mo Yunqing's control were different from what he had imagined. He thought he could know what Mo Yunqing was doing, like Mo Yunqing, who could watch him from the side, but in the end he fainted and knew nothing...
Mo Yanliang really didn't like the feeling of not being in control of the situation.
The little sword spirit baby sat obediently beside Mo Yanliang. When he heard Mo Yanliang asking him, he gave him a general account of the situation at that time. However, he did not explain it very clearly, and he could not tell who was who among the immortals in the heavenly court.
Just by listening to the vague description of the sword spirit baby, Mo Yanliang could imagine how bad the situation was at that time. Mo Yunqing was alone, but he had to face so many immortals.
As expected, the immortals in heaven are shameless and find it very easy to use their numbers to bully the few.
However, this time the immortals lost both their wife and their troops. He ran away, and the immortal world will probably need some time to recover after the mess he made.
Under the circumstances at that time, when he was knocked off the Zhuxian Platform, any normal person would thought he was dead.
But Xie Baichen came in the end...
Mo Yanliang felt that Xie Baichen had some problems with his brain. He didn't understand Xie Baichen's way of thinking at all and he didn't want to understand. He just hoped that Xie Baichen would treat this disciple of his as dead and didn't come to find him.
Mo Yanliang touched the bead on the bracelet. If Mo Yunqing had done many things at that time, then his spiritual power must have been exhausted and he must have fallen into a deep sleep.
Mo Yanliang was a little annoyed. In the end, it was because he was too weak that he could not protect Daliang, he had to protect himself instead...
Mo Yanliang's regret only lasted for a moment. He knew that regret was useless. The most important thing was to improve his own strength first, so that he would not be helpless when encountering such a thing in the future.
Mo Yanliang searched for a while, luckily, he still had some elixirs left, so he ate a few and began to meditate. He also knew that his body had been badly damaged, so after eating the elixirs, he was not in a hurry to leave.
Mo Yanliang entered a state of meditation. After an unknown amount of time, he heard a noise.
"Young Marquis Qi, where is the master you mentioned? Are you teasing us?"
“We are all brothers. Young Marquis, if you haven’t found a master, apologize to your brothers and admit your mistakes. Your brothers won’t laugh at you. Hahahahaha…”
This person said that he couldn't laugh, but he started laughing before he finished speaking.
"It was you, Young Marquis Qi, who first proposed this bet. Now that Prince Jin has found a master, if you, Young Marquis, really can't find a master, you should follow Prince Jin and watch the master catch monsters!"
As Mo Yanliang heard the noise getting louder and louder, he stopped meditating and slowly opened his eyes.
The person walking in front seemed very unconvinced, and his voice was raised a few notches: "Who said I didn't find the master? I brought you here to see the master. I told you that I will bring you to see the master right away..."
The man was probably trying to show off. He didn't expect to see someone under the big tree suddenly. He was so surprised that he forgot what to say next.
However, after a moment of daze, he looked at Mo Yanliang carefully and felt that this man was outstanding and looked more stylish than the master brought by Prince Jin. His eyes rolled and he immediately thought of a good idea.
At this moment, the people behind also followed, with laughter in their voices, mocking: "It seems that Young Marquis Qi wants to bring us to this place to see an expert. Come on, come on, everyone, come and see what an expert who can exorcise demons looks like."
The man originally wanted to laugh at Young Marquis Qi, and the group behind him were the same. However, when they came over, they found that Young Marquis Qi was sitting in front of a young man in blue clothes and black hair. There was a sword stuck in the ground in front of him, and the sword was covered with blood. The young man just sat there, and people could feel his sinister aura. There is a sense of sharpness between the eyebrows, as if he didn't want strangers to come near.
Everyone stopped and looked at Young Marquis Qi with some confusion.
"Yes, this is the master I want to bring you to see!"
Young Marquis Qi was very proud and acted tough, even though he had only just met Mo Yanliang.
At an angle that no one else could see, he kept blinking at Mo Yanliang and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Brother, please help me! I see that you look injured. As long as you are willing to help me, I will take care of your injuries, food, clothing, shelter and transportation. Please help me, brother!"
Mo Yanliang looked at Young Marquis Qi, a man so outgoing and friendly that it reminded him of one of his former colleagues, who seemed to be someone like this.
"It's all cover by you?"
Mo Yanliang also lowered his voice and asked.
He thought about it and realized that although his injuries could be healed by elixirs and cultivation, he still needed food and drink. Although this young marquis looked a little stupid, he should have some money.
Well, just think of it as finding a meal ticket.
When Young Marquis Qi heard Mo Yanliang ask this, he knew something was up, and he quickly responded, "Cover, cover, cover! Brother, I'm counting on you!"
At this time, everyone also reacted and looked at Mo Yanliang with inquiring eyes. It was the man called Prince Jin, who stood up first and looked at Mo Yanliang with suspicion: "Are you really a master?"
Mo Yanliang ignored him and just raised his hand slightly. The Dragon Roar Sword sensed his call and flew back to his hand in an instant.
Mo Yanliang wiped the blood off the sword, then looked at Prince Jin and asked, "Do you have any objections?"
The author has something to say:
The blood he wiped was not Mo Yanliang's blood. His blood had long been absorbed by the Dragon Roar Sword. What he wiped was the blood of the Immortal Emperor. The Dragon Roar Sword would not drink the blood of the Immortal Emperor.
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