Chapter 827

"Bai Jinyi! Bai Jinyi?" Ye Yuxi called eagerly.

If Long Xiaopang hadn't stopped Ye Yuxi from coming over just now, when the last thunder condensed, Ye Yuxi would have rushed over to resist the thunder with Bai Jinyi.

"Little girl, it's below." Long Xiaopang withdrew his mental power and pointed to a place of sand below.

Concerned about it, Ye Yuxi rushed over and searched with only a pair of naked eyes, but couldn't see Bai Jinyi who had been buried in the sand.

After listening to Long Xiaopang's words, Ye Yuxi released her mental power and found Bai Jinyi's position in an instant.

Wow.

A small ball of spiritual power blasted out from Ye Yuxi's palm, driving some sand away.

Bai Jinyi was lying on his back in the sandpit. The brocade robe on his upper body had been shredded into strips of cloth. There was a big hole in his chest. The weak spiritual power was gathering towards the wound to nourish the injury.

"Fortunately, he's not dead yet." Long Xiaopang glanced at Bai Jinyi and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Long, did he succeed in crossing the tribulation?" Ye Yuxi looked at the "seriously injured" Bai Jinyi, in a rather embarrassing state.

Long Xiaopang nodded: "Crossing the catastrophe, as long as you can survive until the thunderclouds dissipate, you will be considered a success."

While talking, a layer of blue light glowed in Long Xiaopang's palm, pouring into Bai Jinyi's body.

With the help of Long Xiaopang, the wound on Bai Jinyi's chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Huh? He actually wore this." Long Xiaopang glanced at Bai Jinyi's close-fitting clothes.

"What?" Ye Yuxi was taken aback.

"Celestial silk." Long Xiaopang said.

Silk clothes?

Ye Yuxi reached out and lifted the clothes next to Bai Jinyi's wound, and sure enough, the innermost layer was a thin layer of silky silk.

But the silk is snow-white, not golden, and it should be somewhat different from the Celestial Silk Technique.

"If you turn him over, his back should be hurt." Long Xiaopang gestured to Ye Yuxi with his eyes.

Turning Bai Jinyi over, sure enough, his back was scorched black.

Long Xiaopang pressed it up again with his green palm, and said: "At the last moment, Xiaobai should use his tiger wings to resist the sky thunder, and with the silkworm clothes on his body, otherwise, the last thunder would be enough for him." Can survive."

"Boss, what's going on, there's no movement." Fatty's voice sounded in Ye Yuxi's heart.

"Come here, you're fine." Ye Yuxi replied to several people.

After a while, four figures surrounded him.

"Master, Master Long, was that thunder calamity just now?!" Hei Fengtian was excited.

Unexpectedly, you can see the legendary thing with your own eyes!

"Master Bai, what cultivation level is it now?" Hei Sha asked softly.

"Xuan Ling elementary level." Long Xiaopang said.

cough cough.

Bai Jinyi coughed twice, then woke up leisurely, with a smile on his lips.

The others looked at Bai Jinyi's eyes and thought about each other.

After Bai Jinyi was promoted to the cultivation level, within half a day, 30% of the exhausted spiritual power in his body recovered, and they continued on their way.

Calculating the time, it is less than half a month before the new students of the Alchemist Academy enter the school. It is a bit tight to rush from the Sanda Desert to the Central Plains.

...

Central Plains, Qiuyang City.

In the past, there were quite a few people in Qiuyang City, but these days, there are surprisingly many of them. There is no other reason. The well-known Alchemist Academy in the mainland has new students enrolled these days.

Qiu Yangcheng's position in the Purple Cloud Continent is very special. The Alchemist Academy is considered a symbolic force within it, but it cannot completely rule it. Many forces secretly oppose the Alchemist Academy.

Just after noon, the sun was scorching hot, and six young people walked on the street.