Tang Dynasty.

In a small side hall in the palace where Princess Changle lives, Immortal Jiang Da is looking forward to it.

"This time, no matter what, I have to recover some of my mana."

After all, the medicinal materials he used were all from the palace. They were all of the highest quality and should have some effect.

He was quite looking forward to it.

"When I recover a bit of my immortal mana, I can open the diamond bracelet and the universe bag, and take out the healing objects inside to heal my wounds. This will form a virtuous cycle."

The resources he had collected from countless worlds before were finally put to use, and it was just right for him to heal his wounds.

There are many medicinal materials in the barrel.

This water is also specially boiled, and it was boiled by Princess Changle herself.

He, Jiang Que, is the only one who can enjoy the craftsmanship of His Majesty Li Er's daughter, and he is one of the few people in the world.

"everything's ready."

Jiang Qian murmured: "Then we should try to heal the injury, if we can restore our cultivation."

That seems...

Not too possible.

How could he recover with these medicinal materials? I guess he was overthinking it.

Jiang Que began to think deeply, "Nine-level Taoist power, let me use it!"

The method of spiritual practice has started to work silently.

There is nothing in the body.

Those medicines are indeed very powerful, but they are not enough to make Jiang Chi recover.

Running the exercises has no effect either.

It's meaningless like ordinary people cultivating immortals.

This made him feel extremely embarrassed.

"What's going on? The technique doesn't work?"

Jiang Chang's face became strange, and he felt a sense of loss, "I prepared the things with all my heart, with great expectations to heal my wounds, but it didn't work."

He frowned.

Some of them couldn't laugh or cry.

"If I can't recover my cultivation, how can I, Jiang, survive in this world?"

Jiang Que said depressedly: "Should I ask Princess Changle for help and ask her to take me out of the palace and go out for a walk?"

Seems unrealistic.

If only a prince could carry out the plan like this.

A princess.

So difficult.

Princesses have not been allowed to leave the palace since ancient times. Even in the Tang Dynasty, I guess His Majesty Li Er would not let his daughters leave the palace easily.

After all, the outside world is dangerous.

As a father, he would never allow this to happen.

Jiang Que's eyes were burning, but he was thinking, "But if I can't restore the magic power of the immortal essence, how will I get out of the palace."

Shamelessly go to Princess Changle?

This is a way.

Jiang Qian didn't want to use this method.

He always felt that this method was not good, so he put it aside for the time being and said, "Keep trying, I won't believe it."

He has plenty of perseverance.

Maybe it will work.

then.

He continued to run the Nine Turns Dao Kung, hoping to restore even a little bit of mana.

The wooden barrel is filled with soup made from precious medicinal materials.

If you have an ordinary injury, it will definitely get better.

The flesh wounds on Jiang Chi's body were somewhat healed, but he still couldn't recover any of his immortal magic power.

Ever since his true energy was transformed into immortal energy, Jiang Chi knew that it would be even more difficult to restore the immortal energy, and it would probably take a lot of effort.

"Continue to practice."

Once the technique started working, he didn't know whether it would be successful or not.

A quarter of an hour.

Two quarters of an hour.

Even an hour passed.

Three hours have passed.

But there was still no reaction, and he was suddenly stunned, "Huh? There is no reaction at all, what's going on?

Is it that I, Jiang, am destined not to recover?"

No!

This is impossible.

He murmured words.

Frowning.

I really don't know what to do.

Ginseng, Lingzhi, Snow Lotus and many other precious and old medicinal materials were used together, but he did not recover.

His face doesn't look good.

"If I can't recover my cultivation, I, Jiang, am just a stronger person in this world, a mortal."

Do the immortals who are in the realm of immortals have to rely on their fleshly bodies to eat?

It's too difficult for me.

"It has been so long and it seems there is no hope."

Jiang Que smiled bitterly and said, "Did I, Jiang, make too many mistakes that led to this situation?"

God bless you.

He felt helpless.

For a while.

I just feel that my life is a bit miserable. If I had known this, I would not have done it.

Wouldn't that be better?

But at this moment, there was no use regretting it.

"That's all, it seems that I, Jiang, am destined to have a hard time recovering his cultivation this time."

Jiang Qian murmured: "Let's survive first and then find a way to recover. It's too dangerous to continue in the palace. You might be discovered by Li Er, and it won't be worthwhile to be dragged and chopped by him then."

That would be a joke.

He is a powerful human immortal, a true immortal lord.

But if Li Er drags him to behead him, it will become a joke and it is really inappropriate.

Jiang Que's face darkened, "I thought about it, and finally I have to find Princess Changle to solve the problem. Let's pretend to be a little eunuch and sneak out."

He can think like this too.

To know.

Although His Majesty Li Er is known as the emperor of the ages, if he knew that Jiang Qian had been staying in Princess Changle's palace, Bao Buqi would be furious and chop him down.

Even if he had a mortal body, he might not be able to withstand the anger of His Majesty Li Er.

It would be better to leave the palace.

Slip away.

Can't stay.

"Although everyone in the world says that the most dangerous place is the safest place, I can't believe Li Er."
To be continued...