As soon as the red fire green-tailed leopard landed, he roared to the sky, and the two female cultivators guarding the entrance of the cave were trembling. Just seven were dissatisfied and eight were angry, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye!

Ye Ling lazily paid attention to them and ordered the Red Fire Green-tailed Leopard to squat at the entrance of Qingbo Cave. He and Lu Binglan hurried into the cave and walked along the gurgling clear spring to the eye of the spring. Finally, they saw more than a dozen female cultivators.

The less injured person closed his eyes and meditated. The seriously injured person lay haggardly on the bamboo mat and continued to take pills and spiritual liquids to prosper.

These heavily injured female cultivators, when they saw a male disciple breaking in, did not even have the strength to exclaim, and they all stared at each other with wide eyes.

Someone recognized the person as Elder Ye, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide and couldn't close his mouth. He said weakly: "Great Elder, I was injured in resisting the beast tide yesterday, and my physical strength was exhausted. Until now, my physical strength is disappearing at all times. I wonder what kind of magic medicine the Elder has to recover quickly?"

Ye Ling swept her spiritual sense and saw that her wound was severely injured and her blood flowed. Not only was her physical strength dissipating, but her vitality was also passing away bit by bit. Ye Ling immediately used the advanced rejuvenation technique, and the crystal green light fell like rain and dew, covering a radius of fifteen feet to treat the injuries of the surrounding female cultivators. Then he threw out two bottles of top-grade Baimai Ling Pills and ordered them to take meditation.

Lu Binglan, who came with Ye Ling, was so anxious that she could not find her third sister Lu Xinmei. Even though she had always been cold and quiet, she couldn't help but say anxiously: "Where is my third sister Lu Xinmei? Where is she?"

A female cultivator recalled and sighed sadly: "It turns out that Junior Sister Xinmei is your own sister. Alas! Let's be happy and follow the changes. She can't survive. Only the incoming and not the outgoing air. No matter what magic medicine is used, it cannot be cured. Even the pharmacist who is proficient in the healing technique in the Immortal Sect is helpless, saying that even the gods cannot save it! Now her bamboo mat is parked in the stone chamber, and she is buried after she dies. You are her relative, please send her the last journey."

Before the woman could finish her speech, Ye Ling heard a gurgle and hurriedly turned around and saw Lu Binglan fainting and fell to the ground.

The female cultivators who were meditating and healing the wounds hurriedly stepped forward and helped them up, pinched the people, scooped spring water and sprinkled them. Finally, they woke Lu Binglan up, and everyone's face showed unbearable expression.

Only Ye Ling's expression was calm. He hurriedly opened the stone gate according to the guidance of the female cultivator in the cave. He suddenly saw Lu Xinmei lying straight on the bamboo mat with blood on her body, her face pale and her breath was extremely weak. She could hardly notice it without careful attention.

When Lu Binglan saw the tragic situation of her third sister, she felt sad and helped her body cry.

Ye Ling grabbed Lu Xinmei's wrist and injected spiritual power into her meridians. His face became extremely solemn. Then he pointed his fingers and used the advanced rejuvenation technique. A crystal green light ball penetrated into Lu Xinmei's purple palace sea of ​​consciousness, and the green light walked down her meridians.

Seeing this, Lu Binglan felt a glimmer of hope in her heart. She quickly stopped her sad voice, held her breath, and looked at Ye Ling with rain to heal her third sister.

But not long after, she found that Ye Ling's expression became more and more serious, and the crystal green light ball stopped at the Danzhong point of the third sister. No matter how hard Ye Ling tried, the light of treatment could no longer go downstream.

"How? Can she be saved by the third sister?" Lu Binglan asked carefully, with tears on her pretty face, full of worry.

Ye Ling pondered silently. After a while, he shook his head and sighed: "Miss Lu San's life has been mostly gone, and his soul is extremely weak, and it is possible to dissipate at any time. The medicine master in the Immortal Sect said that gods are hard to save, and this is true. Even with my high-level rejuvenation technique, it is still a waste of art to restore the world. Let me think about it and see if there are any other ways."

Lu Binglan's heart sank with a slight slump. She never thought of giving up and hurriedly said, "Let's go and ask the ancestor of the Immortal Sect to take care of him!"

Ye Ling shook his head again: "It's useless. No matter how strong the ancestor's healing technique is and how profound the magic power is, once the spell is cast, the third lady's weak soul cannot bear it. If you forcefully open the Danzhong point, it will still be a dead end. Unless..."

Lu Binglan also understood what Ye Ling said. The pharmacist in the Immortal Sect, if any disciple of the sect is breathing, he will do his best to heal. His soul is extremely weak and may dissipate at any time. Even the light of healing cannot bear it, and he is indeed powerless to turn the world back. However, when she saw Ye Ling's thoughtful look, she still held a trace of expectation and hope in her heart, urging him to continue.
Chapter completed!