Lin Qingyang When he opened his eyes, he felt as if his whole body had been crushed and put back together again, and every inch of his bones ached.
He stared at the familiar ceiling and was in a daze for a while before he recognized it as the room on the top floor of the Fusheng Pavilion.
The room was very quiet, the charcoal pot in the corner was burning warm, and occasionally made a slight sound, accompanied by the snoring coming from outside.
Lin Qingyang tried to move, but found that his hands and feet were limp and unable to lift any strength. However, he also noticed that a strange change seemed to have occurred in his body. The meridians that had been exhausted were now filled with a strange and overbearing power, which was continuously protecting his heart.
"Water..." He wanted to call someone, but his throat was so dry that he only made a hoarse sound.
He tried hard to sit up, but he probably had been lying down for too long, and his body was out of control at all. As soon as he was halfway up, his arms softened, and he rolled down from the bed in an awkward manner, hitting the footrest with a "plop".
This movement finally woke up those who were dozing outside.
Feng Yi rubbed his eyes and rushed into the inner room. He lowered his head and faced Lin Qingyang lying on the ground.
"Master, Master?!" Feng Yi's round face turned red instantly, his eyes nearly popped out, and he shouted in surprise, "Master, you finally woke up!"
Lin Qingyang rolled his eyes feebly and wanted to say that you should help me up first!
But Feng Yi was obviously overly excited. He turned around and ran out with a roar, shouting at the top of his voice, "Wake up! Master is awake! Someone is coming quickly!"
Lin Qingyang lay on the ground and closed his eyes speechlessly.
Fortunately, not long after, there was a burst of chaotic and rapid footsteps outside. Mo Yan, Feng Shu, Zhu Ji and Ku Rong rushed in. Mo Yan quickly stepped forward to help Lin Qingyang up and sat on the bedside. Zhu Ji also poured him a glass of water.
Lin Qingyang drank half a cup of warm water, and his dry throat finally recovered.
"You're so scary!" Zhu Ji's eyes were red, and he complained while wiping away tears, "I've been lying there for five whole days, and I'm almost out of breath. I thought you couldn't survive this time..."
Feng Shu and Feng Yi also looked at him eagerly with expressions of excitement about the aftermath of the disaster.
Lin Qingyang's eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, his heart sank, he grabbed Mo Yan's sleeve and asked, "Where is A-Qi?"
As soon as these words came out, the originally exciting atmosphere in the room froze for a moment.
Several people looked at each other, their expressions became strange, and they didn't speak for a while.
Lin Qingyang's heart suddenly rose to his throat. He stared at Ku Rong and asked eagerly, "What happened to him? Why didn't I die?"
Ku Rong sighed, and said helplessly on his wrinkled old face, "He formed a blood contract with you."
"Blood contract?" Lin Qingyang frowned.
"That is Demon Clan an ancient forbidden technique." Ku Rong said solemnly, "He forcibly transferred his origin Demonic Power and longevity to you through the Demon Mark on your back. To put it simply, you can breathe now because you borrowed his life. From now on, the two of you are connected by life and death together."
Lin Qingyang was stunned there, his lips trembling, and he asked after a long time, "What about others?"
Ku Rong said with a solemn expression, "He was originally poisoned by Zhen Demon, and he forcibly used forbidden magic to form a contract with you. Demonic Power is too overdrawn, and now the situation... is not good."
"Where is he?" Lin Qingyang asked, with some panic in his eyes.
"Langya and Hong Ling arrived yesterday. They are in the medicine room downstairs now..." Before Mo Yan could finish speaking, Lin Qingyang had already lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He pushed away Feng Shu who was about to help him. He didn't even bother to put on his shoes and stumbled out.
Pushing open the door, cold air rushed in, and he staggered towards the mechanism hanger. Everyone followed him out, but Lin Qingyang had already pulled the mechanism and quickly lowered with the hanger.
Passing through the empty hall and heading straight to the Medicine House, with my heart beating wildly, I arrived at the door of the Medicine House. Just as I was about to open the door, I heard the angry and distressed voice of Langya coming from inside:
"I told you not to come to him! But you didn't listen! It's fine now. How can you get back to Demon Emperor City after you've made yourself look like this!"
Lin Qingyang's heart skipped a beat, and he pushed open the door and rushed in. "A-Qi!"
Langya and Hong Ling, who were surrounding the bed, were startled by the sudden movement and turned around.
Langya saw Lin Qingyang's barefooted and disheveled appearance, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he turned sideways.
Lin Qingyang looked towards the bed with red eyes. However, when his eyes fell on the center of the bed, his face was stunned.
What was lying on the large soft pillow was not a weak and haggard man, but a furry black wolf cub, only half an arm long, with two ears hanging limply. A pair of Amber eyes lit up immediately when they saw Lin Qingyang, and then seemed to remember something, and immediately hid behind Langya, as if they didn't want him to see her looking so weak.
Langya rolled his eyes, grabbed it by the back of the neck, and threw it directly into Lin Qingyang's arms angrily.
Lin Qingyang hurriedly caught the warm and soft ball of fur. The little guy fell into his arms, still burying his head and not looking at him.
"A-Qi..." Lin Qingyang hugged this soft little guy and cried out with choked sobs.
The little wolf cub heard his voice and looked up at him. Seeing that he was crying, he quickly came up and licked the tears on his face soothingly.
Lin Qingyang hugged him tightly and asked with choked eyes, "How could he become like this?"
Langya sighed and said, "In order to save you, Demonic Power he lost too much. In order to protect himself, his body forcibly degenerated into a juvenile form." Lin Qingyang heard his heart throbbing and gently stroked the soft down on the little wolf cub's back with his fingers. "Then can he still recover?"
Langya sighed dejectedly, looked at his younger brother's useless appearance, gritted his teeth and said, "When the cultivation base has been depleted to this extent, it will only take three to five years to fully return to its original strength and form."
Lin Qingyang Hearing this, he felt a little relieved. As long as he can recover in three to five years, it will be fine as long as he is still alive.
At this time, the door of Yaolu was pushed open again.
Ku Rong led everyone in, and the old man poured a basin of cold water on his face with a livid face. "It's still three to five years, but he doesn't even have three to five months!"
Lin Qingyang was stunned and looked serious. "What do you mean?"
Ku Rong looked at him and said with some helplessness, "Although you are alive now, the Spiritual Root in your body was dug out by your own hands before, and it has suffered devastating damage. Before, you could barely maintain a trace of life, but after the battle at Wuyoufang, your Spiritual Root has completely withered and can no longer lock in vitality."
Ku Rong paused and pointed at the little wolf cub in Lin Qingyang's arms. "You are alive now because of the Ku Rong tree species in your body, which is frantically absorbing his life force to make up for your shortfall. However, the life force consumed by extending the life of a person who is destined to die is extremely terrifying."
"It's like pouring water into a barrel with a leaky bottom. Even if he is Demon King and has a long life, he cannot withstand such a bottomless pit of consumption. Moreover, as you Spiritual Root completely wither, your meridians and internal organs will slowly dry up."
Ku Rong took a deep breath and said word by word, "You will still die in two months at most, and he will die with you."
The medicine house was quiet for a moment.
Lin Qingyang was stunned for a while, and then said anxiously, "Then quickly find a way to break that blood contract!"
When the wolf cub in his arms heard this, he bit him on the chin with dissatisfaction, and was grabbed by the back of the neck and pushed back into his arms by Lin Qingyang.
Ku Rong rolled his eyes at him and said, "You are just joking. If you say disconnect it, disconnect it. Once the blood contract of the Demon Clan is bound, it cannot be released unless you die."
Lin Qingyang was stunned, his face turned a little pale, he looked down at the wolf cub in his arms, and after a while he asked in a hoarse voice, "Is there no other way?"
Ku Rong grimaced and spoke slowly, "Unless... we find Nirvana Lotus and reshape Spiritual Root, we can save both of your lives."
Everyone was quiet. Everyone knew where this legendary thing could be found so easily. Ku Rong had been looking for it for several years before but found nothing.
Lin Qingyang hugged the wolf cub tightly, looking a little desperate. If he still had to die with him in the end, what was the point of all he had done?
In the desperate silence, a nice and familiar voice suddenly came from the door. "Hey, are they all here?"
Everyone turned to look at the door, only to find that someone had appeared at the door. The person was wearing a light golden robe, holding a folding fan in his hand, looking elegant and elegant. It was Jin Buhuan whom they had not seen for a long time.
Feng Shu and Feng Yi, who were closest to the door, reacted for a moment, and then they all gasped as if they had seen a ghost.
Feng Yi pointed at him with a trembling fat finger, his tongue tied. "Elder Jin, Jin? You, you, you... aren't you already dead, dead..." Before he could finish his words, Feng Shu on the side quickly covered his mouth with quick eyes and hands.
Jin Buhuan didn't look at them. He closed the folding fan with a "snap" and looked at Lin Qingyang through the crowd. He put on a rare serious expression and said, "I have found the whereabouts of Nirvana Lotus."