Ling Xiao and Yue Fanghua followed closely behind Tieshan Rongrong, and no one dared to stop them at this time.

Even the high priest let him go, but others had too many brains to dare to stop him.

Tieshan Rongrong said very apologetically: "Brother, sister, our Tieshan tribe is not like this.

Ever since my father was injured, High Priest Tie Shanfeng has become more and more arrogant and arrogant.

I have made you feel wronged today.

Don't worry, I will persuade my father carefully about the sacred objects.

Hope this helps you."

"It's not your fault."

Ling Xiao shook his head and said: "Besides, I don't care. I can meet a few blind things wherever I go. I'll teach you a lesson and you'll be good."

In fact, he was grateful to Tieshan Shanfeng and his son for giving him the opportunity to establish his authority.

In this way, we have enough capital to negotiate with the Iron Mountain Tribe.

"Rong Rong!"

As I was walking, I suddenly heard an exclamation.

Tieshan Rongrong turned around and saw that it was his mother.

"Mother!"

Tieshan Rongrong rushed over excitedly.

The mother and daughter cried bitterly.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but be touched when he saw this scene.

I don’t know when I will be able to find my parents and be able to meet them.

The road ahead is long and there is still a long way to go.

After a long time, Tieshan Rongrong separated from her mother.

And he talked about Ling Xiao and Yue Fanghua.

Of course, Tieshan Rongrong's mother was very grateful for Ling Xiao and Yue Fanghua's life-saving grace.

Thank you again.

However, when Tieshan Rongrong mentioned that Ling Xiao wanted a holy object, she was obviously wary.

"You two should understand the meaning of the holy objects, and we can give you anything else.

But sacred objects are absolutely not allowed."

Her attitude probably represents the attitude of the vast majority of Iron Mountain tribe warriors.

Sacred objects are probably more important than life in their hearts.

"Mother, why are you so stubborn?

I understand the importance of sacred objects, but if the Iron Mountain tribe disappears, won’t the sacred objects still fall into the hands of those ghosts?

I don't understand the point of your insistence at all.

If we can exchange sacred objects for the power to protect our tribe, wouldn’t this be a great thing that will last forever?”

Tieshan Rongrong said earnestly.

Upon hearing this, her mother visibly hesitated.

The mother had never thought about such a thing. She just subconsciously believed that sacred objects should never be given to others.

But Tieshan Rongrong's words made her doubt her persistence.

"Let me think about it carefully. Let's go and see your father first.

Alas, I don’t know why, but his health is getting worse day by day.”

Tieshan Rongrong's mother was not so insistent, and her attitude was obviously much better than Tieshan Rongrong's father and son.

"Can I meet the Iron Mountain King?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"Of course, you are Rong Rong's savior, so you should be."

Tieshan Rongrong's mother nodded and took Ling Xiao and Yue Fanghua to see King Tieshan.

Although the place where Iron Mountain King lives is slightly larger than other buildings, it is definitely not gorgeous.

It seems that the tribal king is quite frugal.

The four people entered the tent, and King Tieshan was lying there alone, looking very old.

It was as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

Too thin, almost skinny and bones.

"Father!"

Tieshan Rongrong felt extremely distressed when she saw King Tieshan like this.

When she was captured, King Tieshan was in much better condition than now.

King Tieshan slowly opened his eyes. Although these eyes were cloudy, they revealed deep love.

"Rong Rong! I have no regrets if I can see you again before my father dies."

Muddy tears flowed out.

No matter how great a person was in the past, it seems that he cannot escape the fate of old age.

Even an existence like the Killing Emperor can be almost immortal under the laws of Xuanwu Continent.

But in the end it was just almost.

If he encounters a being stronger than him, he will still die.

Moreover, the so-called immortality is only relative.

The Killing Emperor can only live for ten thousand years at most on the Xuanwu Continent.

It's just that ten thousand years is too long for most warriors in Xuanwu Continent.

Therefore, it is considered to be immortal and live forever.

"Xiao, can you cure him?"

Yue Fanghua on the side asked Ling Xiao in a low voice.

"It's not that difficult. The reason why this person is like this is simply because the old wounds in his body have not healed and have been tormenting him for a long time.

That would make him as skinny as firewood.

As long as the old wounds are healed and then replenished with Shiquan Dabu Dan, it won't be a big problem."

Ling Xiao said these words deliberately.

Tieshan Rongrong and his parents looked surprised when they heard this.

"Big brother, you said you could save my father?"

Tieshan Rongrong said excitedly.

"able!"

Ling Xiao nodded firmly.

This Iron Mountain King's situation was actually much milder than the others he had encountered before.

But obviously there is no decent pharmacist here, so I can only keep putting it off.

"Great, big brother, please save my father, I can give you anything!"

Tieshan Rongrong said incoherently.

"That's exactly what I meant."

Ling Xiao nodded and took a few steps forward.

Treatment started quickly and easily.

Through the dual effects of medicine and sacred patterns, it only took half an hour to completely eliminate the old wounds in King Tieshan's body.

Then, he combined the Shiquan Dabu Dan with Yue Fanghua's light magic.

It took another hour to recover nearly half of Tieshan King's strength.

People immediately become energetic.

Even his skinny appearance has changed.

This treatment was almost like magic, and Tieshan Rongrong and his mother were dumbfounded.

Shocked.
To be continued...