Chapter 123 Disfigurement
Shi Yan took a closer look and saw that the Taoist robe on this man's body had been cut with sharp objects.
But Shi Yan didn't recognize the motionless man lying on the ground, because his face could no longer see its original appearance, and all the exposed skin had been corroded.
Shi Yan squatted down and stretched out his hand to the tip of the other person's nose. He wanted to see if the person was still breathing, but when he reached halfway, he met a pair of cold eyes.
"Still alive?" Shi Yan took back his hand.
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
Isn't he at the bottom of the Abyss of Hopelessness? Are there other people living here?
No wonder Wang Anrong thought so. He saw that the person in front of him was cleanly dressed and not embarrassed at all.
Wang Anrong has not seen Shi Yan again since he recruited Shi Yan and others into the sect. In addition, he has changed so much that Wang Anrong did not recognize who he was at all.
The man's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and Shi Yan couldn't tell whether this man was the Wang Anrong he was looking for.
"Who are you? I came here specifically to look for someone."
"Looking for someone?"
Wang Anrong squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Shi Yan, feeling that this person was somewhat familiar, but he I was sure that I didn't recognize the other person, so I thought that maybe I was seriously injured and was hallucinating.
"I'm afraid I have to disappoint you. The person you are looking for is not here. I am the only one who has fallen into the abyss of hopelessness recently."
Shi Yan's eyes flashed, and suddenly Asked: "What's your name?"
Wang Anrong chuckled, "My name is Wang Anrong. I come from the secular world. My family has..."
It stands to reason that if a stranger asks him his name, he will not tell it so easily, but he He's going to die.
When he was about to die, he wanted someone to remember him, even in this embarrassing state.
As for the idea of asking the other party to rescue him, it is not that he has no idea, but with his current injury, it is impossible to cure him without third-level bone-setting pills and healing pills.
Does it mean that third-grade elixirs can be obtained if they are available?
He never has.
Of course even if there is, given his current situation, he can't get it out.
"Senior Brother Wang, I am Shi Yan, and the person I am looking for is you."
After saying his name, Shi Yan took out a porcelain bottle from the Qiankun bag and poured out the A healing elixir was delivered to the other person's mouth.
Wang Anrong was too shocked. He didn't expect that the person in front of him would be Shi Yan. How come he had changed so much after not seeing him for more than two years?
What he didn't expect even more was that the other party would go down the abyss of despair to find him.
Shi Yan brought the elixir to his mouth. Seeing that the other party was still looking at him blankly, he pursed his lips and reminded: "Open your mouth."
"Oh..."
Although Wang Anrong was seriously injured, he could still move his hands, but at this time he was too shocked and his brain was in a shutdown state, so he could do whatever others said.
So Shi Yan fell behind and opened his mouth obediently.
After the thing fell into his mouth, he realized that he opened his mouth without thinking and took the elixir fed by Shi Yan. Pill.
But now he couldn't care about anything else. He endured the pain and sat cross-legged, just about to meditate and refine the elixir.
Seeing him exerting so much effort, Shi Yan had a guess, "Senior Brother Wang, are the bones in your body also broken?"
Wang Anrong smiled bitterly, how many times can it last after falling from such a high place? A bone? He was able to survive for half a month with a dog's life left, thanks to a small tree blocking the cliff where he fell, giving him a chance to buffer.
It's a pity that the little tree was too small after all, and it broke after less than a breath.
Although the other party did not answer him, Shi Yan could see the result from his expression.
He took out another porcelain bottle and poured out an Elder Pill, "I'll eat this too."
Since the other party could move, he would not feed it himself.
Wang Anrong was shocked, thinking that since the other party could come down to find him, he must have done all the preparations to open the storage bag. Oh no, he should have used the Qiankun bag. "Thank you!"
Wang Anrong took the elixir and threw it into his mouth, just about to refine it.
But then he was stunned. He couldn't use spiritual power here, and he couldn't refine the elixir at all.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing that he was dumbfounded, Shi Yan opened his eyes wide and remained motionless, as if he had been frightened by something.
“There is no spiritual energy here, and I cannot refine the elixir.”
Shi Yan: "..."
He forgot.
"Then let your body absorb the power of the elixir on its own. I will send you out of the cave now."
Wang Anrong stretched out his hand to stop him from carrying himself out, "I feel this There seems to be something in the cave.”
He doesn’t know what it is, it’s just a feeling.
"Hanxin is outside. I'll send you outside first." It's too smelly in here.
Of course Wang Anrong smelled even worse. The injuries he sustained had pus and rot due to lack of treatment.
But spiritual power cannot be used here, even if he doesn't want to touch the opponent.
"I..."
Wang Anrong was not unaware of the flash of disgust in Shi Yan's eyes. Not to mention the other party's disgust, he himself also disliked himself.
But what can be done? He also wanted to change places to sit.
Han Xin was shocked when she saw Wang Anrong whose appearance was no longer discernible.
"A Yan, who is he?"
Han Xin wanted to associate the other person with Wang Anrong, but this person was too far removed from Wang Anrong's graceful appearance.
She refused to think that the two were the same person.
"Senior Brother Wang."
Shi Yan couldn't wait to put him on a stone near the entrance of the cave, and then checked his clothes.
As expected, his clothes were stained with blood that flowed from Wang Anrong's body. He ducked into the cave and changed his clothes.
Han Xin's eyes fell on Wang Anrong again. She really didn't expect that Wang Anrong would become like this.
"Senior Brother Wang, how could you...your face..." Then he thought of something and hurriedly took out the elixir from the Qiankun bag.
"Junior Sister Han doesn't need to bring out any more elixirs. Junior Brother Shi has already given them to me."
Have you eaten? "What about you?"
"You can't use spiritual power here. I can't refine the elixir. I can only rely on my body to slowly absorb it." He now feels that his body is not as painful as before.
Han Xin also temporarily forgot about the fact that spiritual power cannot be used here. She thought A Yan had forgotten it.
"Oh..." Han Xin put away the pill bottle and looked at Wang Anrong's face again.
"Senior Brother Wang, what is corroding your face?" I wonder if the healing elixir can cure it?
"White mist."
"It turns out that the white mist can really corrode the monk's body." Fortunately, they were fully prepared.
“Yes, I only know it after experiencing it myself.”