Chapter 905 — Don't Even Think About Taking My Life
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 6
The Lame Old Man set Shen Mu upon Yan'er's back and would not stop urging the dragon sparrow to fly faster.
Yan Qiling was a disciple of the Ancient God Heavenly Emperor, so even if they met with inspection they could pass through unhindered.
Yan'er bore them at full speed toward Jingping, while the Dragon Qilin carefully examined Shen Mu's wounds and shook its head: "The Hierarch's superficial hurts are all of no consequence. His Profound Body Three-Elixir Art is very strong, concealing creation within; the injuries of his fleshly body can all be healed. There is no need for the lame lord to worry. " The Lame Old Man said coldly: "So you know medicine too?
" The Dragon Qilin hastily shook its head and said, very cautiously: "I do not.
But the last time the Hierarch fought the Imperial Heavenly Venerable who came down from the Heavenly Court in the Great Black Palace, he was likewise gravely wounded, wounded even to the origin of his soul, and after a single sleep in the Moon Palace he was essentially recovered. The Sword God Shanghuang knows of this matter. If the lame lord does not believe me, he may ask the Sword God Shanghuang. " The Lame Old Man was half-convinced. He looked at the sleeping Shen Mu and saw that Shen Mu no longer vomited blood, and that his faint breath was gradually growing long and steady.
He could see that beneath Shen Mu's eyelids the eyeballs were moving; he must be dreaming. The Dragon Qilin said: "When the Hierarch was speaking with the Sword God Shanghuang, I lay behind feigning sleep, and so I know a few things.
The Sword God Shanghuang said that when the Woodcutter Sage examined him while he lay unconscious from his wounds, he discovered that when the Hierarch entered dreams the Buddhist dharma circulated within him.
The Hierarch later said it might be the Infinite Kalpa Sutra of the Great Brahma Heaven King Buddha. " The Lame Old Man looked Shen Mu over closely and said angrily: "Where is this Buddhist dharma? Why can I not see it? " The Dragon Qilin said, at a loss: "The Imperial Throne True Sutra of the Great Brahma Heaven King Buddha is truly extraordinary.
Perhaps the lame lord is not the equal of the Woodcutter Sage, and that is why you cannot see it.
" The Lame Old Man flew into a rage and suddenly coughed violently, coughing up blood. The Dragon Qilin said hastily: "Lame lord, you have run too fast, traveling for days without rest; you have injured your soul and your organs.
I do not understand the healing of the soul, but for wounds of the fleshly body, you need only take a little dragon saliva.
I have plenty of dragon saliva here. . . " "This old man will not drink your spit!
This old man's cultivation of creation is already very strong. I do not need your spit to heal!
" The Lame Old Man cursed and grumbled, his gaze falling on Shen Mu again, and he saw that at the center of the sleeping Shen Mu's brow was a wound shaped like an eye socket, yet within it there was no eye, only shriveled lids. The more the Lame Old Man looked, the more his heart ached. He wanted to smooth Shen Mu's forehead, but no matter how he tried he could not smooth it.
Just then, flesh and blood began to grow within Shen Mu's brow, gradually filling that socket, and the lids healed of themselves, knitting into one.
His forehead looked as if it had been bitten by a mosquito and swollen into a small lump. The Lame Old Man touched this little lump; it was somewhat hard within, and he did not know whether it was a ball of flesh or an eyeball.
Yan Qiling was also carefully examining Shen Mu's wounds.
His expression was strange as he said: "There is indeed Buddhist dharma circulating within his body.
" The Lame Old Man said angrily: "You can see it too? " Yan Qiling said: "I have made some study of Buddhist dharma.