Chapter 101 Fortunately
More than a dozen Nascent Souls, dozens of Golden Cores, and hundreds of Foundation Establishment Stages. All the cultivation points that were sucked away by the altar under the piles of bones were now rushing uncontrollably into Jiang Lisheng's body.

Jiang Lisheng's spiritual palace was a thousand miles of scorched earth, chaotic and vast. After these mixed spiritual powers of various cultivation levels entered, they did not crowd together and fight, but dispersed.

Time passed little by little, until Jiang Lisheng felt the familiar spiritual power of Wei Qinglan's body, and then he woke up from his confusion and dizziness, "Wei, Brother Wei, hurry up, do you have a way to stop it? I am absorbing your spiritual power?"

Wei Qinglan naturally had no choice. He felt the emptiness of his body and the emptiness of his soul. Without the crowded and complex spiritual power, his injured and scarred self was revealed.

Jiang Li was so anxious that he tried to stop her, but to no avail. "Hurry up and think of a way. I will suck you dry."

Wei Qinglan felt weak all over. He raised his hand and then dropped it again.

Jiang Lisheng tried to mobilize the spiritual power in her spiritual palace, but found that the spiritual power scattered around in her spiritual palace was not under her command at all and could not be used by her. She had no spiritual power at all. She was anxious and annoyed, so she simply used her empty hand to chop down at her other hand.

With a "click" sound, her hand was indeed moved away from Wei Qinglan's brow, but in a hurry, her ruthlessness caused her hand to break.

Jiang Lisheng's body tilted in pain and fell to the ground.

The formation was interrupted because Jiang Lisheng's hand was broken and blood was gushing out. The word "out" between Wei Qinglan's eyebrows lost its light, leaving only a semicircular blood mark.

Her blood could break any array. Even the array she had drawn was broken as her hand was cut off and blood gushed out.

Jiang Lisheng looked at his severed hand and murmured thankfully, "Fortunately it works."

She looked relieved and scared, "If I hadn't been quick-witted, you would have been sucked dry by me." She felt terrified just thinking about it, "Brother Wei, you are such a good-looking person, it would be a terrible thing to be sucked dry by someone."

She was in tears because of the pain, but she felt it was worth it. "Fortunately, you are right. I am still quite smart."

Wei Qinglan looked stunned.

He didn't expect that she would chop off his hand so cleanly and without thinking. She did it without thinking. One moment she was so anxious that she wanted to cry, and the next moment she gritted her teeth and hurt herself decisively. Her face was distorted with pain, but she still had the mood to talk to him.

He was speechless for a moment and just looked at her.

Jiang Lisheng was lying on the ground, feeling thankful for having survived the disaster. "It's great that none of us died."

The entire altar no longer had any suction. It was quiet and silent, and had completely become a dead object.

The formation is broken!

Neither of them died.

It is indeed worth being happy about.

Wei Qinglan pulled the corner of his mouth, struggled to sit up from the ground, took out a pill from the storage ring, and handed it to Jiang Lisheng, "Now that you have countless spiritual power in your spiritual palace, it should be no problem to take this pill."

Jiang Lisheng took a look and saw that it was a True Yuan Pill that could only be eaten by the Nascent Soul. She opened her mouth and swallowed it. "The spiritual power in my spiritual palace is useless if I eat it, right? Is it a waste?"

"Let your wrist heal as soon as possible." Wei Qinglan had mixed feelings. So much mixed spiritual power had been absorbed by her. He didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing. He stretched out his hand and touched her brow, trying to check the current situation in her spiritual palace.

But unlike the previous time, as soon as he placed his hand on her forehead, the spiritual power he tried to activate was instantly bounced away by the powerful spiritual power in her spiritual palace before it could connect with her spiritual palace.

He was not hurt, but he was not allowed to spy again.

Wei Qinglan looked at the hand that bounced back, frowned, and asked Jiang Lisheng, "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Lisheng shook his head, "It's not uncomfortable, it's just a mess, like clouds floating in the sky, floating around everywhere, I can't control it."

Wei Qinglan nodded, "If you can refine this spiritual power, you may be able to reach the Mahayana stage in one step." Jiang Lisheng was horrified, "Willn't one thunder tribulation kill me? How many thunder tribulations does the Mahayana stage have? Is it eighty-one? For me, how many times more will it be?"

Wei Qinglan was silent, "Is this all you can think of?"

"Yes, the thunder tribulation of foundation building is scary enough, not to mention what you said about reaching the Mahayana stage in one step?" Jiang Lisheng felt that it was all over again, and said angrily: "Can't you let me be happy for a while? I am so happy to be alive right now, but your words ruined my mood."

Wei Qinglan was speechless.

Jiang Li didn't want to pay attention to him, but he couldn't ignore him, "How are we going to get out? Can you still fly the sword?"

Wei Qinglan shook her head.

Jiang Lisheng urged him, "Now that you are no longer under pressure, take this opportunity to heal your wounds and then take me out."

"What about you?" Wei Qinglan asked.

"I can't mobilize my spiritual power. It's the same as having no spiritual power at all." Jiang Lisheng felt his wrist getting hot. He moved it a little and was happy again. "Your medicine is really effective. My broken bones have been connected."

Wei Qinglan could only sit cross-legged and heal himself.

But his spiritual palace was badly injured, much more serious than when he killed two demon snakes with Nascent Soul cultivation that escaped from the Demon Suppression Tower in Kunlun. At that time he could control the sword and swing the sword, but now, there is only a meager spiritual power in his body, which is not enough to support him to control the sword and carry one person, nor is it enough to support him to heal himself with the healing ability copied from Jiang Lisheng.

He could only force her again, "It would be best if you could heal me. My spiritual palace is now more severely damaged than last time, and I am no different from an ordinary person. If I have to heal myself, I'm afraid we will have to stay here for more than a month."

Jiang Lisheng opened his eyes wide, "You're counting on me again?"

She looked angry, "Brother Wei, do you have any misunderstandings about me? Between the two of us, you are the stronger one, right? You always count on a loser like me, do you think that's appropriate?"

Wei Qinglan looked at her helplessly, "Don't you have a clear understanding of yourself? If there is another loser like you in the world, I'm afraid I will hurt myself."

Jiang Lisheng rolled his eyes, "I can't do it."

Wei Qinglan looked at her.

Jiang Lisheng was about to get angry, "I really can't do it."

Wei Qinglan reminded her, "Earlier you also felt that you couldn't live. When I almost exploded and died, you didn't think you could draw the array with blood. What did you use at that time? Combining pen cultivation with array formation? I have never seen anyone in the world who can do this. Maybe your master, Master Yu, can do it? If you were afraid that he would suck me dry, you would have a way to stop him even at the cost of losing your hand."

Jiang Li was so angry that he wanted to hit him, "I was forced into a corner and I was so smart that I could think of a way out of desperation."

"Push yourself a little harder." Wei Qinglan reached out to pull her hand and put it back on her forehead. "Try to explore my spiritual palace and see if what I said is right. We have been trapped here for more than a month. You should find a way to heal my wounds and we can get out as soon as possible."

Jiang Li's face swelled up with anger, "I can't feel anything. I don't have any spiritual power."

"Then try to refine it a little, so that you can use the spiritual power you absorbed."

Jiang Lisheng's face darkened, "I don't want to be struck by lightning."

Seeing how angry she was, Wei Qinglan smiled softly, "Don't worry, I'm here. If a thunderstorm really comes, I can take the blow with you." After a pause, he comforted her in a gentle voice, "No, do you think it's that easy to refine? You won't be able to refine it for decades. Unless you have another chance. Now you just try to refine a little, maybe it will be enough."

Jiang Li choked and muttered angrily, "I should have sucked you dry earlier."

What kind of person is this? Why doesn't he push himself? Her master has always believed that the way is up to fate, and she can practice whatever she wants. If she can't practice anything, then she just needs to stay alive. But he is so different, he likes to go against the will of heaven and drags her along. How many rebellious bones does he have in his bones? One day, she will count them for him.

(End of this chapter)