Banished to Another World

The primary use of faith points is to say that it is a guide that consumes faith points to achieve user purpose.

Yan Mo thought at first that it was to exchange points for something or ability, but when he looked carefully, he found that it was more like an exercise skill, and complemented by mental exercise.

If he wants to use faith points, he must first enter his own spiritual world.

Of course, it was not the first time that he entered his spiritual world. When he opened his eyes, he saw a small barren land floating in the dark universe. In the middle of the land was a stone house and a brown bark tree with needles like pine trees but not like.

He stepped to the stone house and opened the door skillfully. It was the most familiar and rea.s.suring scene in his childhood memory.

He pa.s.sed his pharmacy course and this was the first real estate he had ever bought.

The pharmacy is very large, with rows of cabinets on top of the wall. The medicine cabinets are made of wood and the color is dark red like it hadn't been used for a long time.

When his spiritual world was first established, the pharmacy was only about eight square meters, and there was nothing in it. The brown bark trees outside was malnourished, and even the barren land under his feet was small.

Now, with the mention of 6th rank in his spiritual strength , the pharmacy has expanded to more than 300 square meters, the brown bark trees outside has grown, and the land under his feet has expanded six times as much as at the beginning. In the pharmacy, there are more cabinets, as well as various dispensing tools, including desks, tables and chairs, and even a rest wooden bed.

Everything was the same as what he remembered when he last entered, except that there was an extra door in the stone house.

There was a curtain on the door. The curtain was the plainest blue dyed cloth, embroidered with the licorice diagram of the king of Chinese medicine insignia.

What's behind the curtain?

Yan Mo went to the curtain, opened it and looked inside.

He saw the snow flying all over the sky, but the ground was full of herbs and flowers. All kinds of herbs with harsh climate and growing conditions grow together and grow very prosperously.

None of the snowflakes fell on the ground, all were flying in the air.

Has anyone counted snowflakes?

He doesn't need to count. He knows subconsciously just how many snows there are. 7126. His faith points now are a little more than 7066 he saw last time.

Not everyone's faith points will become snowflakes, but his subconscious caused his faith points in this world to become like this.

Snowflakes? Yan Mo never knew that he had this little girl-like romance, or was it related to the outside environment? Now the Black Earth City is snowing.

As soon as he had such a movement in his mind, the snowflakes suddenly converged and turned into a dragon's blood tree standing on the hairy gra.s.s. The Dragon's Blood Tree was bright red all over. It flows in the tree as if there is real blood flowing in the tree.

It is clear that the primary use of faith points is evident in the brain, which shows that if he can enter his own faith world, he can freely manipulate those faith points to achieve his hopes and demands.

Yan Mo tried to think about it.

I want a close-fitting armor that can keep body temperature, keep me warm in winter and cool in summer, keep intact after fire and water attacks, and keep intact after swords attack. It's should be comfortable to wear like clothes.

The blood from the Dragon's Blood Tree flowed out and interwoven in the air, turning it into a translucent tunic. Later, according to Yan Mo's will, it turned into a vest and a pair of shorts.

Dragon's blood tree disappeared, these two underwear actually consumed all his faith points, and his heart was very clear, although these two underwear-like armor have the functions he said, but if they were burned by the 3rd rank fire or above abilities or attacked by the 3rd rank or above sword attack, they can only withstand the attack once before becoming useless.

In other words, 7126 points of faith can only be exchanged for an armor that protects him once and only works for attacks below 3rd rank.

If he removes additional requirements such as warm winters and cool summers, it can be increased to protect against a 5th rank attack.

No need. The idea had just arisen, and the armor had disappeared, and it had become a snowflake again.

Snowflakes are snowflakes. Yan Mo does not require much.

I want to treat a rabies patient. Yan Mo came up with a second idea.

The snowflakes rolled, part of them gathered together and became sugar granules, but there were still some snowflakes rolling around, which seemed uncertain.

By the way, he lacks the person who he was going to perform the so called treatment.

Though the faith points an illusion can be made real, they are not ent.i.ties, and no one can see them. To make it work, you have to contact the ent.i.ty. Just like the armor, if Yan Mo let it really wear on his body, then it will really work, and the number of faith points will be consumed.

At this point, if he wants to save the Black Water Tribe's Chief, he has to touch his body.

Yan Mo looked at the consumption of faith points in the eyes. According to the snowflake condensation situation, he wanted to treat a rabies patient, which required at least 800 to 1000 faith points. As for why there is not fixed number, it may be necessary to see where the patient's condition develops.

The price seems a little high. Usually he saves a person, and the guide subtracts 100 points from Sc.u.m VALUE, but it costs ten times as much to use faith points.

That is to say, saving a person will consume thousands of faith points, and if he takes all these faith points to reduce Sc.u.m VALUE, he can reduce thousands of Sc.u.m VALUE, which is equivalent to saving ten people.

Is this person going to be saved or not saved?

In theory, reducing Sc.u.m VALUE seems to be the most cost-effective. But will the guide give him a faith point just to reduce Sc.u.m VALUE?

He doesn't believe it!

His Sc.u.m VALUE totals 100 million points. When it's all reduced, will he be able to return to his son and be free from the guide?

But what happens after the Sc.u.m VALUE is reduced?

Faith points, contrary to the Sc.u.m VALUE, are not reduced but increased, and there is no limited amount of increase. Does that mean that when the Sc.u.m VALUE is reduced, the number of faith points still exists?

Yan Mo suddenly smiled low. He was really not a good man. He had a guide that forced him to do good deeds, and basically he could not become a real good man.

If it's really a good person, when you look at the number of faith points that can save people, it's not like that person will think so much about saving the Chief. But for him, which one is more cost-effective, he calculates it here.

"Hey-!"

The Black Water Tribe's hut door was suddenly burst open by a gust of wind, and two people standing by the door even fell down in the wind.

The Black Water Tribe was shocked and picked up their weapons together.

Yuan Zhan shielded Yan Mo from the outside wind. Others are nervous and he was relaxed because he knows who did it. Jiu Feng that foolish bird doesn't know who he learnt from. It's getting more and ruder. If you can't come in, you can knock on the door or wait for someone to open it. He shouldn't want to open the door violently.

"Whoa!" Together... In fact, they did not see anything moving in, and when they saw it, they found that the old witch sitting on the animal skin and cattail had an extra big-fisted human-faced bird on his head.

"Hey! Mo-Mo, that Zhan the villain threw me out again!" Jiu Feng was angry. He was sleeping in Yan Mo's arms last night, but he woke up in the morning and found that he was lost in Dda's hair!

When Yan Mo opened his eyes and heard Jiu Feng complaining, he could not help laughing. He reached out and just wanted Jiu Feng to come down and talk to his mouth. After seeing the Black Water People looking at Jiu Feng's expression, he temporarily changed to Chinese language.

Jiu Feng can "listen" and understand whatever language Yan Mo speaks. Yan Mo asked him to move to his hands, and he jumped into his hands, complaining, scolding Yuan Zhan and saying that Dda's hair smelled bad.

"Well, I'll have Ding Fei boil water and wash Dda's hair when I get back." Yan Mo couldn't stop laughing. Two days ago, Jiu Feng also said that Dda smells like big fish. It tastes delicious and today it has becoes stinks.

Jiu Feng asked him what he was doing. Curiously, he flew around the bound Two Legged Monsters.

"Jiu Feng, come back and don't touch him." Although Jiu Feng's chances of being injured or even infected are very low, Yan Mo doesn't want him to be in any danger if he looks at his son.

Jiu Feng seemed to understand something. He let out a sharp bark at the Black Water Tribe's Chief and flew back to Yan Mo quickly. “Mo-Mo, that Two Legged Monsters is dangerous!"

"Oh? Can you see that? Do you know what's wrong with him?

Jiu Feng said he didn't know what was wrong with it, but his sense of inheritance told him that the Two Legged Monster was dangerous, but it didn't seem to do him any harm.

"Jiu Feng, you go out and find Ding Fei to play with. I have something to do here."

"Hey! No, I want to play with you.

Yan Mo thought to himself, "You can stay, but when I touch the patient later, you can't call me or play with me or throw wind blades."

"Hey, you're going to check him, aren't you?" Often running with Yan Mo, he has become accustomed to Yan Mo's professional functions and many new words.

"Yes, Jiu Feng is so smart." Yan Mo smiled and raised his hand to let Jiu Feng fly to his head.

Yan Mo and Jiu Feng get along happily here. The Black Water Tribe's People faces looked wrong when they saw the bird. Especially after that, they find that the witch spoke in a language they can't understand, but the bird understands it!

He-An approached Yuan Zhan and whispered to him, "is that the messenger of the beast G.o.d? Is it the witch calling it up?"

He-An was the man who first invited Yan Mo to treat their Chief, and the honest man who was not very talkative. While Yan Mo was communicating with the Beast G.o.d, he was trying to communicate with Yuan Zhan to calm his anger.

Yuan Zhan, a cunning man, neither said yes nor said no, deliberately made a move to shut him up and pointed to the door.

He-An was frightened and ran off to shut the door. Then he could not even raise his voice. He was afraid to disturb the messenger of the beast who was communicating with the old witch.

"What? A messenger of beasts!" There was a suppressed scream in the room.

Other Black Water People also heard He-An's conjecture, and they all believed it, because they also had such an idea when they saw the bird.

Without him, this is a very opportune time, and Jiu Feng's way of entering the door is also very domineering, coupled with Jiu Feng's unpredictable fast body switching and his Human like face, fully in line with the image of the Beast G.o.d messenger they could imagine.

No one wants to be cursed by the beast G.o.d like their Chief, if it was not for fear of stirring the beast messenger, the whole house of people... Well, none of them dared to run, and they all knelt quietly.

Jiu Feng's head was askew. Why are these Two Legged Monsters peeping at him?

"Hey!" What are you looking at? Jiu Feng shouted unhappily at the Black Water Tribe.

The Black Water Tribesmen were not convinced that the beast messengers were looking at themselves because of the lack of light in the room, but now they all know that the beast messenger was really calling at them.

But they don't understand. Anyway, see G.o.d bow down first.

So the Black Water Tribe's people all hurled themselves on the ground.

Yan Mo... Didn't say anything for a while. He just used the Chinese language that they could not understand and spoke with Jiu Feng. Although he was a little bit suspicious of that, he really didn't expect that the reaction of The Black Water Tribe would be so great.

Since the Moer-Gan, the tribes he has met are stronger and smarter, so that he did not feel like they were the primitive society at all. When he saw the Black Water Tribe, he finally had the feeling of "ah, at last he met a group of deceitful and honest primitive people.

But he can also feel that this time he is not the protagonist, the Young Master Jiu Feng is.

The Young Master Jiu Feng was scratching his paws on his head, somewhat puzzled about what Two Legged Monsters were doing in the room.

Yuan Zhan knelt down to Yan Mo on one knee and blinked at Yan Mo with everyone on his back. He knelt by his own priest, not like the foolish bird on his knees.

Yan Mo and his cooperation had long been superb, and at the moment they made a tired look. Jiu Feng stretched out their hands at the top. "Help me up, I'll go and see that Chief."

"Witch." Yuan Zhan is worried.

The old man clapped his hand and said, "Take me over."

He-An heard the conversation and felt that Chief was saved. He looked up happily and was about to speak.

"Hey!" Finally, you got up. Hey, what are you doing?

He-An bowed down again, thinking that the beast angel was angry and would not let them peep.

Jiu Feng ... Hey?

Yan Mo was so helped by Yuan Zhan, walking slowly from a group of people lying on the ground to the Black Water Tribe's Chief.

The Black Water Tribe's Chief was pressed by two energetic Tribesmen, his expression painful and frightened. One of his calves was a little twisted, and he did not know if he had been hurt in the struggle.

The two men who pressed him had a hard time, and had to hold down their Chief, but dared not look up, for fear of offending the beast messenger.

Yan Mo sat down in front of The Black Water Tribe's Chief, Yuan Zhan holding his waist behind him.

To be honest, Yan Mo sincerely regretted that he could not expose Yuan Zhan's ability to control soil. He had no chair to sit on, no ready-made stone platform to help people see a doctor, and had to sleep on the ground at night. In a word, it was inconvenient for him as an old man.

Holding the wrist of The Black Water Tribe's Chief with one hand, Yan Mo sinks into the spiritual world again.

In his judgment, the Black Water Tribe's Chief's rabies symptoms have entered the second stage, commonly known as the excitement stage. This is also the most obvious period for judging whether a patient is infected with rabies virus.

Snowflakes were flying in the air. Yan Mo stood on the gra.s.s land and again silent said what he wanted.

The snowflakes gradually rolled into a ball and then suddenly rushed into his body.

Yan Mo's body shook.

Yuan Zhan held him up and wanted to ask him what's wrong. He dares not ask the words when Yan Mo eyes are closed.

Yan Mo's eyes were closed, but he "saw" everything.

He saw the Black Water Tribe's Chief beside him and saw what was flowing into the Black Water Tribe's Chief's body from his hand.

See that little light flowing in the Black Water Tribe's Chief's body, not only blood vessels, but also meridians, bones, skin... Eventually, all those little lights converged on the head of The Black Water Tribe's Chief.

The man who suppressed Chief suddenly noticed that Chief was no longer struggling. He couldn't help curiosity. He looked up at Chief secretly and found that Chief's expression, which was still staring at him, was so twisted that he couldn't breathe, had become very calm and breathed smoothly.

Mother G.o.d! So The Old Priest really helped their Chief drive away the curse of the beast G.o.d!

The man's body trembled slightly with excitement, causing his companions to look at him first, and then follow his eyes to their Chief.

Yan Mo watched the flowing glow rea.s.semble in the pineal gland of The Black Water Tribe's Chief. For an instant, he felt as if he had established a connection with the Black Water Tribe's Chief, but he had not yet understood clearly that the glow had disappeared, something between him and The Black Water Tribe's Chief. The connection is no longer clear.

900 points! To save this man, he spent a whole 900 points of faith. If the patient's symptoms reach an advanced stage, he would have consumed about a thousand points.

Yan Mo closed his hand, opened his eyes, and saw that the Black Water Tribe's Chief's mouth was still blocked by hide, so his breathing was not particularly smooth, so he reached out to take out the hide.

"Old Priest, no!" A man who suppressed The Black Water Tribe's Chief was shocked.

He An raised his head and jumped up to appear next to Yan Mo.

Yuan Zhan's eyebrows move slightly, and his explosive power was very good.

Yan Mo has pulled out the hide.

"Be careful!" The two men who suppressed the Black Water Tribe's Chief jumped at their Chief's face together.

"Huh!"

"Puff!"

The pitiful Black Water Tribe's Chief just had a long sigh of relief and was almost crushed by her own Tribesmen.

He An, when his Tribesmen pounced on their Chief, also quickly stretched out to pull Yan Mo, trying to pull him away from the Chief.

But his hand had not touched Yan Mo, and Yuan Zhan had withdrawn with his arm.

"What's the matter?" Yan Mo doesn't know why.

As he tried to explain, he saw two thighs of The Black Water Tribe's Chief shaking furiously, who had been almost closed, straightened up, his abdominal muscles pressed hard, and sat up straight, throwing out the two Tribesmen that had pressed him on the face.

"Bastrds! Suffocating me! If any of you can't wait to be chief, I'll give up my seat now! Ah bah!" The Black Water Tribe's Chief sat up, opened his mouth and cussed, then spit on the floor.

"Puff!" Yan Mo heard a different voice, looked down and saw that the ground had been corroded into a small hole.

"My mother! Who is such an old man? Where did he come from?”