Chapter 506: Healing

This house is not suitable for the desert Gobi, those doors and windows are not able to block the wind and sand—but as long as Bai Lang is here, the domain of the Interior master can fix the wind and sand within a radius of more than ten miles, even if he is now five labors and seven injuries. "The twelve regular meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians are basically broken. The dantian and Qi sea are all damaged. This healing is a big trouble—and this injury on the skin and flesh, living to see a ghost, why have I never had enough healing medicine?!"

Bai Lang's complaints were useless. The question of why there was no golden sore medicine and other pills should be asked of himself. Living like this would sooner or later lead to his own death. "Forget it, forget it, anyway, the Golden Bell Shield divine skill can also generate muscle and activate blood, healing mere external injuries is not a matter!" He comforted himself, and then walked into the house that jumped out after the leather bag broke. "It's a pity, the leather of that bag is very good, after all, it is the royal craftsmanship of England. Fortunately, this house didn't let them build it according to the habits of the magical world..."

Bai Lang had seen many wizards' residences—saying those things were houses was really hurting his conscience. Those things could only be seen in cartoons. In reality, if they weren't steel structures and then simulated with lightweight materials, and just built with bricks, they would have collapsed long ago. So Bai Lang's house was an orthodox Victorian style, and it was a bit stuffy after walking in—this thing was suitable for the climate of England, but it was like an oven in the desert.

Fortunately, Bai Lang was an Interior master, and controlling a cloud to float above to block the sunlight was no problem—not to mention that water vapor could be completely supplemented locally.

The problem now is the food. There are some food reserves in the house, but it is definitely not enough. Bai Lang probably still has to go out to hunt or go to the oasis to buy before his injuries improve—"Anyway, let me roughly recover a bit of combat power first." Bai Lang knew that his martial arts at this moment could still kill Innate masters—this was a completely different height. The Interior master and the Innate master were already creatures of different dimensions.

Even if Bai Lang didn't have a trace of true Qi on his body, he could kill those ordinary Innate masters with one finger—not counting those special Innate masters like him.

The healing method of the baboon style is also different. It doesn't need to sit and adjust Qi to engage in philosophical thinking, it only needs to punch seriously. The Southern Dipper White Tiger Fist changes in thousands of ways, and there is no limit of thirty-six or seventy-two. This is a privilege that only masters who create it can have. With Bai Lang's punches and kicks, the vitality between heaven and earth was combed, and in his Interior world, it turned into drops of pure innate true Qi flowing in his meridians.

The broken places would be skipped, and then the two ends would be brought closer little by little, and gradually they would be reconnected. At the same time, there would be a little improvement—after all, Bai Lang's martial arts cultivation at this moment was enough for him to make a slight "improvement" when connecting the meridians. In this martial art, what is more important are those "non-acupoints" hidden in muscles, bone marrow, and even skin. Many of these acupoints are not in the eight extraordinary meridians and twelve regular meridians, and Bai Lang also wants to connect and fill them.

Twelve days later, Bai Lang appeared in an oasis. "Achieving the Interior, traveling is really much simpler. It's like the Apparition of the magical world." The Interior is released in the heart, and the divine sense is reached, and the figure is naturally like a shadow. "Traveling is okay, but if you use this in battle, you will be unlucky—the Interior and the Interior conflict with each other, and if you use it under the entanglement of divine sense, it might be scattered." Bai Lang thought. In fact, there is another problem, that is, the movement is very large when this thing is used.

When Bai Lang uses it, it is a wild wind like a huge typhoon. Clouds follow the dragon and wind follows the tiger, which has become a fact. Within the range covered by the storm, Bai Lang can arrive instantly, but this is not equal to saying that I will be there immediately... After all, this thing is not teleportation. Bai Lang tried to move to the edge of his divine sense coverage—probably 120 miles away from him.

"It actually took ten fingers of time, which is about ten seconds..." Bai Lang felt it was okay after trying.

He came to this oasis to buy things. Although his martial arts hadn't recovered, the food was eaten up. This purchase didn't have any trouble. This oasis was also a relatively "peaceful" one—because of its large scale and location on the trade route, it was managed by several giants together, so horse thieves didn't dare to come here to rob.

Bai Lang also took the opportunity to understand the current situation of the Jianghu—sadly, he wasn't more famous. Everyone didn't even know that he killed Chai Yumen, and the nickname "Qingtian White Jade Pillar" didn't seem to be that famous—when Bai Lang asked, many people actually had to think about it. "Alas, who let Innate masters be relatively rotten on the street..." Bai Lang sighed. All countries have heaven, earth, and human lists, and those who can be on the list are Innate masters starting from the earth list...

Those on the heaven list are half Interior masters, and the higher-level Cave Heaven masters are not ranked... There is another real ranking list in the world—now Bai Lang also knows it is called the Heavenly Court. It is ranked by the official positions of the legendary Heavenly Court. Those on the list, although there are many Innate masters, those who are truly famous are all Interior masters. Bai Lang also thought about whether he had a chance to sit up.

What else could it be, White Tiger Star Lord. The Four Symbols God Lord must have a position for him—unfortunately, there is already someone for the White Tiger Star Lord at this time.

In short, Bai Lang could only carry this expectation and go back with a large amount of purchased food. "At least it will take three months to recover, I hope it can recover in three months..."

The horse thieves in the desert are quite ferocious, and there are many masters among them—it is nothing for Innate masters to be horse thieves, and it is even rumored that the leader of the horse thieves is an Interior master. Although there are many small merchants and medium-sized merchant groups that form large teams to walk, those merchant groups led by Innate masters still have to drink hatred—especially if this merchant group takes some "shortcuts" to save time and cost.

These horse thieves are extremely cunning. They never rob all the merchant groups that take these routes. They always choose dates randomly to select prey, causing a scene where three or four out of ten merchant groups are robbed, and other merchant groups are safe and sound—so that the prey will be endless. Of course, if a merchant group is found to be carrying some treasures, it will mostly be robbed.

Horse thieves rarely leave survivors when they take action, or they kill for fun, or sell teenagers and beauties to other places.

And now a merchant group has suffered... ===== CHAPTER 507 =====