Infinite World Projection

The quiet sunlight shone on the earth.

A quiet courtyard, a man slowly awakened.

"where am I?"

The man awoke from his deep sleep, feeling the bright sunshine from the outside, feeling a little dazzling and a little sudden.

At this moment in front of him, he froze for a while, only to feel that the whole person was dizzy.

It didn't take a moment for him to slow down, lowering his head subconsciously.

Then, he froze again.

I saw that at the moment, he was being **** by big and small bags, covered with white cloth all over his body, like a dumpling.

If you let him go out now and be seen by someone, you can definitely startle people.

And at this moment, he also succeeded in shocking himself.

But then he recalled that he had been seriously injured and comatose. At this moment, someone should have saved him.

"Under the previous circumstances, I could still be rescued, it must be a generation of magicians."

He was a little surprised in his heart.

My family knows their own affairs, and the man in front of him is naturally very clear about his previous situation. It can be said that he has reached a limit.

This is another sword wound and poisoning, and it has been roasted by the fire for so long.

Even if he is a martial artist, his vitality is tenacious, but in that case, that is, for quite some time, it is still a dead word.

The man himself did not expect that he would still see the sun alive.

Although he does n’t look very good now, he ca n’t move his limbs, and his body is extremely weak. Anyone can kill him if he comes, but living is better than dying.

As long as alive, there is hope, and there will be a day to recover again.

Thinking of this, the man could not help raising a curiosity, and had an inexplicable sense of anticipation for the magician who had not yet met.

Then he heard a voice rang ahead.

"you're awake?"

Calm and gentle voice came from the front, the voice was smooth and magnetic, and people could not help feeling up from the heart.

The man looked forward along the voice, and saw that in the front, a young boy in a medicine robe, with a handsome face, looked not far away.

"you are?"

Looking at the teenager, the man made some difficult openings and said in a hoarse voice: "The apprentice here?"

He thought the boy in front of him was an apprentice here.

After all, the teenager in front of him looks too young, unlike the appearance of a generation of doctors. It seems that the apprentice of a doctor is almost the same.

"Apprentice?"

Chen Changming froze for a moment, then looked at the man, and then he understood the thought in his heart, so he laughed: "No, I am the master of this."

"the host?"

The man was stunned again. This time he was really shocked. He looked at Chen Changming up and down, with some doubt in his eyes.

But soon, he no longer doubted.

Because in front of him, as Chen Changming approached, a cool breath was flowing into his body along the arms of Chen Changming in front of him, so that a refreshing sensation rose in his body.

Under this influx of cool breath, his body seemed to be recovering slowly. Although he recovered slowly, he was still aware of the case.

Suddenly, he was completely convinced.

"Add one degree of contact ..."

Looking at the handwriting that appeared in front of him, Chen Changming smiled shyly, acting like a shy teenager: "Brother Zi Xin is still in the family at this moment, and it should be two days before I come to see you."

"During this time, please also cultivate well in the hut."

He spoke so politely.

After explaining the whereabouts of Chen Zixin with the man in front of him, he continued to deal with the wound on the man.

In this process, the man noticed that Chen Changming's hand was very stable and skillful, and at first glance it was an old hand.

More importantly, when he was dealing with the wound, the expression on his face was very serious, more focused than any doctor the man had seen in the past.

As a patient being cared for, the man couldn't help but feel a good impression: "It must be because of this attitude that this young man can only have this medical skill at a young age."

"Add one degree of contact ..."

Looking at the ascension in front of him, Chen Changming smiled, treated the wounds on the man carefully and skillfully, and then began to deal with other things.

The courtyard in front of him is his residence on the side of the Golden Pole. Although some servants always help to clean it on weekdays, some tasks still have to be done by themselves.

For example, the preparation of pharmaceuticals and other technical tasks, it is impossible to hand over to the servants to complete.

So at this moment, after cleaning up for the man, after finishing today's treatment, Chen Changming started to do it on the side of the man.

In the process of being busy there, Chen Changming also chatted with men while learning something from the other party's mouth.

The man in front of him was named Yang Xing. He was Chen Zixin's family uncle and a friend of Chen Zixin's mother.

This time he will come here to collect some medicines in the barren forest. As a result, he never wanted to meet the enemy family and was chased and killed.

This is the general process. As for the others, Yang Xing did not say it, nor did Chen Changming.

After all, it's not polite to ask questions about others.

After a moment, after Chen Changming finished his hands, he also said goodbye to Yang Xing and walked to the side alone.

"Something went well."

Walking on the way to the Medicine Hall, Chen Changming's thought flashed in his mind.

This time getting along with Yang Xing was much smoother than he thought.

Yang Xing's temper looks pretty good. There is no so-called master's coldness.

The specific performance is that it is not too difficult to brush up his connection.

This made Chen Changming feel relieved.

What he fears most is that Yang Xing, a master of physical fitness, belongs to the kind of cold-hearted and unknowingly grateful person.

If it is that kind of person, then he wants to brush the plan of contact degree and hesitates, and this great opportunity is directly wasted.

Fortunately, it seems that Yang Xing's temper is pretty good now. Under the current circumstances, it is not too difficult to brush the contact degree.

After all, he is still an injury, lying there neatly.

Judging from the current situation, Chen Changming still has a lot of time to slowly brush the contact degree.

Want to understand this, a smile appeared on his face, so he walked towards the hall.

Walked into the familiar hall, a familiar crisp sound continued to sound, looking like this, it seems to be some kind of explosion?

Chen Changming walked in and took a look, suddenly stunned.

I saw it in the familiar hall, and the scene in it seemed a bit confusing at the moment.

The original clean and tidy hall looks messy. In the center of the hall, an originally intact Dan Ding cracked directly. At this moment in front of him, it was broken into several pieces, and the carbon ash was sputtered everywhere.

As for the Golden Pole, at this moment he sat on the ground in a daze, staring at Dan Ding, who was split in front of his eyes, lost his mind and muttered to himself.

"Master!"

Looking at the scene, Chen Changming was stunned for a while. Then he hurried forward and lifted Jin Ji up, and found he was not injured before he was relieved.

But unlike usual, at this moment in front of him, Jin Ji didn't pay attention to Chen Changming's meaning, but just kept mumbling there, looking a little lost.

Looking at the appearance of Jinji, Chen Changming sighed, but did not find it strange, but just sent it to his room, and then returned to the previous hall to clean up.

"Are you all right?"

Back to the previous hall, Chen Qingyi slowly walked over, looking at the broken furnace in front of him, and sighed lightly.

"Master, what's wrong with him?"

While cleaning up the debris on the ground, looking at Chen Qingyi, Chen Changming asked.

Recently, this scene in front of him is not the first time he has seen it.

Jin Ji seemed to be thinking about something. His emotions have not been stable for a while, and he seems to be in a trance.

"Ugh......"

Chen Qingyi sighed softly: "Do you know the origin of the master?"

Chen Changming was shocked, then shook his head consciously.

Jin Ji is not surnamed Chen. Obviously it was not the person cultivated by the Chen family, but the guest secretary hired by the Chen family.

Therefore, Chen Changming is not clear about the past of Jin Ji.

"Master, he is not a person in this neighborhood, but originates from other places and is a descendant of a sect."

In front of him, Chen Qingyi gently said, "This world is very big. In other places outside this wilderness, there are many ancient denominations."

"Master, the denomination he was born in, is one of these ancient denominations ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ Then ... Master, why did he come here?"

Chen Changming continued to ask.

Has a sect and a teacher, which means that there is some dependence behind him. Why do we have to come to strange places alone?

"You don't know."

Chen Qingyi shook his head and said, "There is a rule for the denomination of the master."

"Only those who have refined the high-quality medicinal herbs can become full disciples, otherwise they can only be regarded as names, not as full disciples."

Hearing this, Chen Changming was taken aback.

"Dan Master, it seems to be very good, but if you want to practice alchemy, the cost is actually quite high ..."

Chen Qingyi continued to speak, and said with some sighs: "When the master was young, he had tossed around many places, and finally came to this deserted area and came to the deserted forest in order to refine a panacea."

"So ... Master, he ... hasn't succeeded yet?"

Chen Changming was silent for a long time before speaking.

This time, Chen Qingyi did not respond positively, but just changed the topic: "Chang Ming, do you know that the master is now?"

"About ten days?"

Chen Changming tentatively said.

The appearance of Jinji looks very tough. Despite some old age, from the appearance, it looks like the old man in Pentecost.

Of course, he also knew that since Chen Qingyi had asked this question, the final answer was probably not what he had guessed.

However, despite his preparations, Chen Qingyi surprised him.

"Master, he ... is now 110 years old ..."

Chen Qingyi sighed softly, so she said.