As far as his current serious injury situation is concerned, there is not much difference between leaving Jiang Qing and taking him with him. It is better to take a gamble.
After climbing a few more steps, a dark spot appeared in front of Suo Wuman’s eyes, and he clung to the cliff by instinct, and the weight behind him was like Wanjun.
“If it weren’t for you, there would be fate.”Suo Wuchang closed his eyes and murmured.
Resting on the spot for a while, he exerted force under his feet, but it was not as powerful as he thought, on the contrary, he slipped and fell.
Half a day of hard work fell short.
Suo Wumang’s last thought was: If Jiang Qing is lucky enough to not die, he will collect Lao Tzu’s body and bury it.
The expected pain did not appear, but was held firmly by a peaceful wave of air.
A sense of sight appeared in Suo Wumang’s heart. He opened his eyes and saw Mi August, with a look of such a look on his face, and then a smile for the rest of his life.
“Master Suo.”Mi August still called Suo Wumang as he did at first.
Suo Wumang: “Dare not, cough!”
Mi August opened any door.
Suo Wumang was lifted into it by spiritual power.
He held on to the last bit of consciousness, and saw that he had come to another place in a blink of an eye, and there was no more dangerous aura in the abyss of the Temple of impermanence around him, so he completely lost his strength and passed out of a coma.
When Suo Wumang woke up again, she saw that it was a female spirit master wearing a black background and green pattern costume, and she recognized at a glance that it was Cuixiagu’s disciple costume.
When the female spirit master saw Suo Wuman awake, she walked to him and put a tray beside him.
“This is owned by Taoist friends, so you can check if there are any omissions.”
Suo Wuman saw his wishful sacs and damaged clothes and ornaments on the tray, which seemed to have been cleaned happily, otherwise it must be bloodstained.
“…thank you very much.”A trace of weirdness flashed across Suo Wuchang’s face, and then he realized that his injuries were already healed, and even the fragile spirit sea was stable.
It deserves to be Cuixia Valley.
no.
It should be said that it is worthy of eternal dreamland.
I heard that it is far less than personal experience.
Suo Wumang didn’t rush to check his belongings, and asked the female spirit master, “There is also a spirit master with me.”
The female spiritual master said: “That Taoist friend was taken away by Master Mi, and I don’t know where he is going.”