Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

After the black armor warrior responded fluently, he bowed to Wang Luo, lowered his head, and floated to the side with the magic shuttle to make way for Wang Luo.

But at the same time, the warrior was a little uneasy.

Just now, he personally ordered the magic shuttle to aim the wasteland-breaking cannon at the master of Lingshan Mountain. If Wang Luo showed up half a second later, he would open fire on the spot... Although these frontline soldiers were just performing their duties normally; although Wang Luo was always easy to talk to. But mistaking a friendly force can be a big deal or a small deal, so...

Wang Luo asked anxiously, "So, why did you sense me as a desolate creature that broke into the formation? And you were so nervous that your first reaction was to order the desolate cannon to release the safety, and you almost opened fire on the spot? Does my camping tent look so vigilant?"

The black armor warrior's face turned black on the spot, thinking that he was doomed to fail. He had to stand up again, bowed to Wang Luo, and explained, "Please forgive me, Master of the Mountain. Just now, when we were about to set off, I followed military law and connected the surrounding tree eyes with my spiritual sense to ensure the marching vision. Then I happened to sense an extremely weak desolate breath that broke in from the border."

Wang Luo frowned when he heard this.

When he returned with the red cloud, in order to avoid triggering the automatic counterattack mechanism of Baili Mountain Fortress, he had carefully restrained the desolate poison inside and outside the tent. His wild infant, which was tempered by the magic, had a delicate and wonderful control of power. Even when he was using the method of destroying cities and nations, he could still keep the aura of desolation firmly in his body without leaking out a bit. Besides, he was just cleaning some dust on the tent?

The tent cleaned by Wang Luo was theoretically cleaner than the one immersed in the desolation pool. How could it arouse the vigilance of the tree eyes at the border?

The black armor warrior was still explaining: "Of course, the aura of desolation captured by the tree eyes was very weak. According to common practice, such a weak result can be ignored, but we just caused the God Shuttle to fall because of a small accident before, so we really dare not be careless. Later, when the God Shuttle took off to intercept, we saw that it was a camping tent that triggered the alarm... The picture seemed harmless, but it was really absurd to make people feel creepy. So I thought it was better to be doubly careful than to miss it. Anyway, who would appear around the border at this time? What kind of serious person can be..."

At this point, the black armor warrior seemed to have given up on himself and let himself be punished. But Wang Luo couldn't help but laugh when he heard it.

"You guessed it right. There really aren't any decent people in that tent. Even if you bombed them, they deserved to die. So you don't need to worry. As a frontline soldier, it's good to be cautious. Not only did you do nothing wrong, but you did something good."

As Wang Luo spoke, he took a step forward and patted the soldier's shoulder armor, which immediately made the young and sincere soldier grateful.

After fully encouraging the other party's diligence and responsibility, Wang Luo got to the point and asked, "You were connected to the tree eye at that time, and then you noticed the desolate atmosphere, right? So do you still remember the readings of the tree eye?"

The black armor warrior was stunned for a moment, nodded quickly, and took out a fingertip-sized resin from the storage bag.

According to the Dinghuang military law, all warnings from the tree eye on the front line of the pioneering front will be recorded in detailed data in the special Jianmu resin for later inspection. Wang Luo took the resin, immersed his mind in it, and broke the restriction with a specific formula, and saw a dazzling array of numbers.

These numbers are like a heavenly book to most people. Even if the content of the resin is simplified by the decoding disk issued by the Ministry of Law, the simplified version is enough to give people a headache. At most, they can make a simple judgment by comparing the several sets of special identification codes in the manual.

However, if someone has studied the relevant number methods in depth and has a strong enough mind, he can keenly capture the key points from this ocean of numbers by himself.

And there is no doubt that Wang Luo is such a master.

Without the assistance of the decoding disk, Wang Luo wrapped the resin with his own mind and found the time point that caused the collective alertness of the boundary tree eyes in an instant.

Indeed, it was the moment when he drove the red cloud and held the tent to enter the Dinghuang barrier. At that time, at least hundreds of Jianmu tree eyes in the surrounding area glanced at him, but most of them quickly closed their eyes again, and only one or two tree eyes sent a dispensable warning to the back.

It was indeed as the young soldier said, that was just a warning that could be completely ignored. If he encountered someone who was too lazy, he might have to complain to his superiors and ask them to reduce the sensitivity of the tree eyes at the border and send fewer false alarms that disturbed people.

But these slight anomalies were particularly eye-catching in Wang Luo's eyes.

In theory, the tents he had cleaned should not cause any alarm! At least in Wang Luo's own consciousness, there was no trace of desolate air leaking out of the tent.

However, the Jianmu tree eyes scattered across the border were essentially contemporary immortal traces that used the power of the whole country to network the laws of heaven. Each tree eye was a part of the immortal trace. Although they looked unremarkable, they were undoubtedly the most authoritative in terms of insight. Whether in terms of accuracy or breadth, the tree eyes far exceeded the human eye.

Even Wang Luo would never challenge the conclusion of the tree eyes.

And just as he was chewing on the massive readings in the tree eyes, he heard an uneasy call from the tent behind him.

"Master Wang, Quan'er is not in good condition..."

"I see." Wang Luo shook his head, realizing that the most urgent task was not to interpret the abnormal readings on the resin, so he memorized the readings, returned the resin to the young warrior, and prepared to wave goodbye.

But before leaving, I remembered something.

"By the way, are there any military doctors on the front line?"

The soldier was stunned for a moment and nodded repeatedly: "Of course! Master, are you injured? I'll call someone here..."

Before he finished speaking, a rainbow light appeared in the shuttle that volunteered, but it was a familiar face - Gong Daozi, a doctor in Chang Feiran's team, who ran into this team for some reason. At this time, he also looked anxious and concerned.

"Mountain Master, what's wrong with you? There are Baiweiqinggang and Jianmu tree sap on this divine shuttle. I can treat your injuries urgently!"

Wang Luo said helplessly: "I want a more serious Xinglin master, the kind who can kill human flesh and bones."

Gong Daozi was stunned and lost. He pretended to be an abandoned pet and whispered: "As for the top Xinglin master, my teacher Hai Qingyun has just arrived at the mountain fortress."

"good."

Wang Luo has also heard the name of Hai Qingyun. He is considered to be the top doctor in the Immortal League today, and his area of ​​expertise is precisely in dealing with all kinds of trauma of broken limbs and broken arms. According to legend, even the body was broken into pieces, leaving only the soul of the corpse. They can all be repaired neatly by him, allowing the original owner to perfectly resurrect the corpse. The exquisiteness of his methods once earned him the reputation of the Stitch Monster.

Then next, I hope this suture monster can sew Shu Quan's body neatly.

——

Under the escort of the jasper-like Pichen Shuttle, Shu Quan's tent was quickly transported to the mountain fortress east of Baili Mountain Barrier, and landed on an open space that had been cleared in advance.

There were people waiting there for a long time: Guan Dingnan, the frontline mountain fortress commander, and Marshal Guan Tiejun, who came for a temporary inspection. However, the one who stood in the first place was a young man wearing a long snow-white coat with a meticulous expression.

He seemed to be in his early twenties, about the same age as Wang Luo, but his temperament was as cold and awe-inspiring as a snow-capped jade carving. There is a vibrant Nascent Soul inside the body, beating regularly like a heart, causing waves of true energy to wave like waves.

This person is none other than Zhu Wang’s medical master, Hai Qingyun.

Seeing Hai Qingyun himself, Wang Luo nodded secretly.

Although this man looks young, he has been famous in the Immortal League for more than a hundred years and has saved countless lives. Even Marshal Guan Tiejun has been saved by him - so he is willing to stand behind him and regard himself as an ordinary descendant. . As for Hai Qingyun's young face, it is just proof of the doctor's profound knowledge.

Seeing Wang Luo, Hai Qingyun just nodded without any courtesy. Then he glanced at the tent behind Wang Luo, frowned and asked, "Is it so serious?"

Seeing that he could judge the seriousness of the situation with just a tent, Wang Luo secretly praised him again.

He does have some skills.

The reason why Wang Luo carried this tent with him all the way back from the wasteland to Lingshan was certainly not because he liked it. But Shu Quan's situation has become so serious that he can't bear any setbacks. She was poisoned and dissolved in the tent. Although she was suppressed and finalized by Wang Luo with strong methods, in fact... some of her flesh and blood and soul had already escaped at that time.

Those scattered parts are now in the tent.

Hai Qingyun frowned and walked around the tent. Although he did not enter the tent, he could see everything inside. He thought for a moment, raised his eyelids and asked Wang Luo: "Mountain Master, are you kidding me?"

Wang Luo asked: "Why do you say this?"

"Well, that's all." As he said that, Hai Qingyun frowned even more.

On the side, Gong Daozi walked quietly behind Wang Luo and explained in a secret voice: "Master Mountain Master, Teacher, when he first became famous, he was tricked by someone with ulterior motives. The other party brought a human puppet refined by Netherworld Dao and cut it into pieces. Then he pretended to be a dead body and handed it to the teacher, hoping that the teacher could bring the body back to life... That time the teacher almost died from overwork. "

As he said this, Gong Daozi himself couldn't help but be speechless: "So, Mountain Master, your patient is almost in the same condition as a chopped flesh puppet?"

Wang Luo thought for a while and asked: "If it is really just like a chopped up puppet, will Teacher You go out of his way to confirm it with me?"

Gong Daozi shook his head: "No, he will only silently repair the puppet to its original state, and then inject life into it, making it look like a living person. In this way, he will show that he is not what he used to be, and that he has real medical powers that can reverse life and death. ...Wait, that means the current situation is worse than the Shattered Puppet?"

As he spoke, he showed an expression of disbelief: "Then, how did the patient survive?"

At this time, Hai Qingyun snorted coldly: "Of course it's because Mountain Master Wang uses great supernatural powers to keep him alive. It's really eye-opening that such a situation can hang his life. Then I can't let Mountain Master do this." All your hard work is in vain, just try to sew it up!”

The next moment, Hai Qingyun's white clothes suddenly scattered, as if the sparkling fireworks set off at the Golden Deer Festival were enough to ignite the entire night sky, turning into countless thin white lines in full bloom. Each white thread seemed to have its own intelligence. After dancing freely in the air for a week, it turned around and flew towards the camping tent.

However, these hundreds of millions of white lines stopped the moment they came into contact with the tent, and then made a gesture of hiding and making it difficult to enter.

Hai Qingyun's eyes were half closed, and all his consciousness had been used to control the silk thread, and then used the silk thread to deeply explore Shu Quan's injury in the tent. After a while, he opened his eyes, already looking slightly tired.

"The injured person was completely destroyed physically and mentally. His corpse dissolved and fell apart, and the fragments were as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River. If it fell into the hands of anyone in this world, it would be impossible to save him. But it was destined to be delivered to me."

Wang Luo heard this and asked, "Is there any help?"

"Of course - in theory." Hai Qingyun said seriously, "I perfected the life-weaving technique five years ago, and I have the ability to turn decay into magic. But the power of this perfect technique is far beyond my personal ability. Above cultivation level. Theoretically, this is the ability of Mahayana True Monarch. As a mere Nascent Soul, no matter how many heavenly materials, earthly treasures, magical power arrays, I can't exhaust the secrets... Fortunately, this matter is not mine. It’s a matter of one person. Gong Daozi, please connect to Taixu and hang up the cloud flag. I’m going to call the old guys together for a consultation.”

When Gong Daozi's name was called, he was immediately excited: "Yes, teacher!"

Seeing that Hai Qingyun was about to start a war, Guan Dingnan nodded with great interest and began to instruct the fortress soldiers to further clear the site and set up formations for him. In the Baili Mountain Fortress, formation talents are the most abundant. After a while, with the camping tent as the core, a large circular array with a radius of 100 meters was laid out. Hai Qingyun stood at the center of the formation, with a translucent cloud flag flying in the wind behind him. After a moment, several figures were projected in the formation. These people have different appearances, including men and women, but without exception, they are all medical masters who are almost as famous as Hai Qingyun.

"Haha, it's rare to see Brother Hai hanging up the cloud flag and shaking people to help. It can't be another prank show that can make Brother Hai helpless, right?"

An old man with white hair and a boyish face greeted him in a joking tone as soon as he entered the venue. But a moment later, as Hai Qingyun shared Shu Quan's situation along Taixu with everyone, the old man's expression immediately solidified.

"This... can this be saved?"

"Yeah, it's already like this. It's better to find someone from the Netherworld to make a puppet. Maybe it can be preserved more completely. If you force the rescue, even if you have the life-weaving technique, if you are a little careless in the actual operation, He will also end up with no bones left.”

Amidst the negative voices, Hai Qingyun spoke calmly and concluded: "The purpose of calling everyone to help is to make the impossible possible. If this happens, we can all leave our names in history."

"Oh, it is indeed something you Hai Qingyun would do. Although I don't expect to leave a name in history, it's nice to have you owe me a favor. Count me in for this matter. After the life-weaving technique is activated, my ability It’s up to you to command!”

"Count me in too."

"Yeah, I'll join in too."

In the blink of an eye, everyone in the formation had a unified opinion. Although things are as difficult as going to heaven, those who save lives and heal the wounded are never afraid of doing things that go against heaven's will. As long as Hai Qingyun, the leader of the main formation, is confident, there is no reason for the others to retreat.

But seeing a group of medical masters, they suddenly showed a united spirit. Guan Dingnan also commanded the counselors in the fortress to enhance the formation, and also connected the spiritual power of the earth veins to ensure that these doctors could do whatever they wanted.

So, in just a few moments, a force that could truly change fate was gathered in front of this mountain fortress.

Everyone present was convinced of one thing: even if the people in the tent were left with broken corpses all over the floor, they would definitely be able to come back to life and come back to life after a while!

However, a moment later, what awaited everyone was not the ideal ending.