Little did they know that the Samsara Martial Emperor had already refined the 'quasi-imperial quality resurrection pill' and the 'imperial quality resurrection pill' that were superior to the 'first-grade resurrection pill'.

No matter how seriously injured a person is, as long as their heart has not stopped beating, they can be saved by taking the 'quasi-imperial death-reviving pill'.

As for the 'Imperial Death-Reviving Pill', it is even more exaggerated.

Even if the heart stops beating, as long as it does not exceed an hour, it can be revived with the 'Emperor's Death Resurrection Pill'.

"That 'Fairy Spirit Grass' is too ethereal and unrealistic... It seems that I can only help Xiong Quan repair his dantian when I go to the 'outside of the territory' and get the 'big treasure' left by Samsara Martial Emperor in his third life."

Already."

Duan Lingtian's heart moved and he thought to himself.

Among the piles of treasures that Emperor Samsara prepared for his third life were the ‘quasi-imperial quality resurrection pill’ and the ‘imperial quality resurrection pill’…

After galloping all the way and spending a month, Duan Lingtian and his party finally arrived at Xiong Quan's hometown.

Xiong Quan's hometown is a remote mountain village located in the mountains.

"Xiong Quan, did you grow up here?"

Duan Lingtian looked at the remote village in front of him and couldn't help but shout.

He could not imagine that Xiong Quan, the former protector of the Wuya Sect, had such an ordinary and ordinary background...

"Um."

Xiong Quan smiled and nodded, looking at the village in the distance, slightly excited.

As soon as Duan Lingtian and his party entered the village, someone discovered them.

"It's Uncle Xiong Quan!"

Soon, a sharp-eyed boy of twelve or three years old recognized Xiong Quan, exclaimed, and ran over, "Uncle Xiong Quan, Uncle Xiong Quan!"

"Who are you?"

Xiong Quan was stunned when he saw the young man throwing himself into his arms.

"Uncle Xiong Quan, don't you recognize me? I am Erhu!"

The young man raised his head and looked at Xiong Quan with excitement on his face.

"Are you Erhu?"

Xiong Quan was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but laugh, and touched the boy's little head, "Erhu, we haven't seen each other for a few years, and you've grown so big..."

The young man chuckled and said, "Uncle Xiong Quan, when you left last time, I was only seven years old."

"Are everyone in the village okay?"

Xiong Quan asked.

The young man nodded quickly, "Everyone is fine, I just miss Uncle Xiong Quan a little bit... Hum, I will become an outstanding warrior like Uncle Xiong Quan in the future, enter the Wuya Sect, and become a great protector like Uncle Xiong Quan!"

The young man's innocent appearance made Duan Lingtian, Li Fei, Zhang Shouyong and Wang Qiong all unable to help but laugh.

"Then Erhu, you have to work hard."

Xiong Quan smiled and encouraged, but deep in his eyes, there was a hint of loneliness.

"Xiongquan!"

"Uncle Xiong Quan!"

…

Soon, a group of people from the village came out, very enthusiastic.

"It seems that Xiong Quan has not forgotten his hometown after becoming the protector of Wuya Sect... These villagers respect him from the bottom of their hearts."
Chapter completed!