Chapter 47 Sister Ziyuan

As the mysterious skills were running, Li Chuyi's injuries slowly improved bit by bit. When he felt his hands again and raised them slightly, Li Chuyi couldn't help but shed tears of happiness.

"Fortunately, even if my legs are broken, at least I can still crawl."

The optimistic Li Chuyi thought so.

Enduring the severe pain brought by the exercise, Li Chuyi slowly moved his hand to his chest, touching the intact storage bag on his chest, and with a thought, a mirror-like magic weapon appeared in his hand, which was the Demon-Subduing Mirror.

"Zi Yuan."

He called silently in his heart, a purple mist floated by, and the beautiful Zi Yuan appeared beside him.

"What happened to you?" Looking at the miserable Li Chuyi, Zi Yuan was shocked. Looking around again, she frowned even more.

"Where is this?"

"I don't know." After Li Chuyi finished speaking, he began to tell Zi Yuan what happened before.

Zi Yuan listened silently until Li Chuyi finished speaking, then she looked at Li Chuyi with a strange expression, frowned and asked: "You mean, you experienced two spatial turbulences, and the second time your body was directly exposed, and you didn't die?"

Li Chuyi looked at this beautiful female ghost speechlessly, silent. What's the problem? He was lucky enough to save his life, so it would be normal for him to die?

After a while, Zi Yuan whispered, "You are indeed a pervert."

Looking at Li Chuyi who was rolling his eyes, he added, "No wonder your master accepted you as his apprentice. He is a pervert, and you are also a pervert, and you may even be more perverted than him!"

Ignoring the female ghost who looked like she saw a monster, Li Chuyi said, "The death aura here is strong, and there is not even a blade of grass. Do you think this is the underworld?"

Zi Yuan looked around, sensed it silently, shook her head and said, "No. Although I don't know where this is, it is definitely not the underworld."

"But, where else can such a strong death aura be except the underworld? I have never heard of such a deadly place in the human world." Li Chuyi frowned.

Shaking her head, Zi Yuan said, "Although the death energy here is dense, even denser than that in your Demon Subduing Mirror, it is not pure enough. In terms of purity, this death energy is not as good as the death energy in your Demon Subduing Mirror. I think that if it is the underworld, it is impossible for the death energy to be so impure, and you cannot fail to be assimilated."

After that, she looked at Li Chuyi with a strange face again: "Speaking of which, the death energy here is so dense, but why do I feel that it has not harmed you at all? This death energy will kill ordinary people if they breathe it, or even turn into a zombie directly, but you have no reaction, and you can even heal here. How did you do it?"

"It may be because of the skills I practiced."

Li Chuyi was also very strange. Before, he found that the death energy here was so dense, and he was worried that it would be harmful to him, or even assimilated into a dead spirit like a zombie, but later he found that he only felt a little uncomfortable here, and there was nothing unusual. Li Chuyi, who had been thinking for a long time but still couldn't figure it out, attributed it to the merit of practicing the Dao Dian. After all, the Dao Dian helped him block the highly corrosive black fog of Hei Wumian before, so it should be no problem to protect himself in this dead air.

Hearing Li Chuyi's answer, Zi Yuan also thought of the scene with Hei Wumian before, so she nodded, thinking that it was because of Li Chuyi's practice.

After thinking for a while, Ziyuan said, "The death energy here is so dense, I just want to practice here and protect you. You should quickly heal your wounds. When you can move and have the power to protect yourself, we will find a way to leave here."

Li Chuyi nodded, and suddenly thought of the five little ghosts, and said, "Should we call the five kids out to practice together? The death energy here is so dense, it should be good for them."

"No need." Ziyuan shook her head, "We don't know what dangers there are here. If they are called out and encounter danger, it will be a burden. Besides, the death energy here is not as pure as in the Fumo Mirror. It's better for the kids to practice in the Fumo Mirror."

Li Chuyi thought about it and felt that what Ziyuan said made sense, so he didn't say anything more. Glancing at Ziyuan, he asked, "Have you practiced the "Book of the Netherworld"? How is your practice going?"

Ziyuan smiled slightly, and didn't say much. She just waved her hand to the side, and saw a purple light mixed with a little gray flashing, and a pit appeared silently on the ground in an instant.

Seeing Li Chuyi smacking his lips, Zi Yuan showed a rare happy smile and said, "I've only just started. This Netherworld Book is indeed the holy book of the ghost way. As soon as I started practicing, it straightened out the dead energy that I could only control with brute force before, allowing me to use it as easily as my own arm. There are also countless ghost way spells in it, but I'm still comprehending it and can only use a little bit of it."

"This, this is just a little bit of it?!" Li Chuyi was speechless for a moment.

Looking at Zi Yuan, then at the pit, and finally thinking about the Dao Canon that he had practiced for ten years, it would be strange if he could be balanced in his heart.

But then he thought about it again, and realized that he was saved by this seemingly useless "Dao Dian". Li Chuyi regained balance in an instant. If it weren't for this magical skill, he would have lost several lives. This "Dao Dian" must be as the Taoist said, because he has not practiced it well enough and has not experienced all kinds of true tastes, so it seems to have no power. This time, this mysterious skill should have only been a little bit exposed and saved his life. I think it should be no worse than the "Heavenly Book".

"Have those five little ghosts started practicing?" Li Chuyi asked.

Zi Yuan nodded after hearing this: "Those little ghosts have started practicing, but they are too young, and their own dead energy is insufficient. Even their bodies have not been completely condensed. They are still in the process of condensing. However, after they started practicing, the condensation speed of their ghost bodies was obviously several times faster than before. It is estimated that it will not take long for them to condense."

Li Chuyi nodded happily, feeling relieved. These five ghost dolls have been with him since they were young. In the eyes of outsiders, they look like his ghost pets. In fact, in Li Chuyi's heart, the five of them are his younger brothers. Moreover, Li Chuyi has always let the five little ghosts call him brother, and has never enslaved them like other monks and let them call him master. Li Chuyi really treats them as relatives, and they also bring happiness to Li Chuyi's lonely childhood that belongs to peers.

At this time, hearing that the ghost dolls that he regards as his younger brothers have such achievements, how can Li Chuyi, as the eldest brother, not be gratified and proud.

Ziyuan, who is next to him, looks at Li Chuyi's performance and nods secretly in her heart. She once again confirmed that she was not wrong. This chubby boy is indeed different from other monks. In his heart, there are only outsiders and relatives, without racial factions. He can be trusted.

And his master, the Taoist priest, can also be trusted.

Ziyuan thought silently in her heart, and her eyes looking at Li Chuyi unconsciously brought a hint of softness.

Li Chuyi was completely relieved when he felt nothing. He looked at Ziyuan and smiled, "Then I'll have to trouble you. I hope you can take care of me during my recovery."

Ziyuan nodded, "Of course."

Li Chuyi smiled, and his hands were suddenly filled with pancakes and water bags.

Looking at the pancakes that were gnawed into various shapes, a bad feeling came to Ziyuan's heart.

Sure enough, Li Chuyi smiled flatteringly and said in a voice sweeter than honey, "Then, please trouble Sister Ziyuan to feed me something. I'm almost starving, but I'm in great pain and can't move. I can't eat and drink by myself with these half-crippled hands. Thank you, Sister Ziyuan~~~!"

Ziyuan was speechless.

I knew there was something wrong with this little fat guy.

However, looking at his miserable appearance at this time, with numerous small wounds like a baby's mouth all over his body, and the occasional unconscious twitching at the corner of his mouth, Ziyuan knew that he was indeed enduring unimaginable pain all the time.

And for Li Chuyi, who was tortured like this but did not go crazy and could still smile, Ziyuan secretly admired him in her heart. Because she knew that if it were her, she might not be as calm as Li Chuyi.

So, ignoring Li Chuyi's bear face, Ziyuan reached out to take a piece of cake and was about to feed it to him.

"Sister Ziyuan, I want the little turtle one, not the little bird one."

Ziyuan: "......"

"Sister Ziyuan, you got the wrong one. This one is for the chicken, not the little turtle. The one over there is the little turtle."

Ziyuan: "......"

"Sister Ziyuan, I want the little turtle one with a head. The one you got has no head."

Ziyuan: "......"

"Sister Ziyuan......"

Ziyuan glanced at him coldly: "Little Fatty, if you don't eat, you'll be hungry."

Li Chuyi: "......"

"I, I just want to drink some water......"

Ziyuan: "......"