Floating on the large ice floating on the sea, a ragged man sat cross-legged with an ancient pot with rusty in his arms.
From time to time, a small wisp of white smoke slowly rose in the ancient pot and was swallowed and imported by the man.
Five or six steps away from the man, a girl in white was also lying on the ice, closing her eyes, pinching the sword skills, and her chest was slightly undulating.
Zishou has been on the floating ice for ten days, and the white and turbid substances in the soul refining pot have also consumed a lot of them.
At this time, his body's trauma had recovered for 40% or 50%, and his broken bones and damaged souls were also slowly recovering.
The true spirit in the pot is the origin of the hell demon. It not only contains rich spiritual energy, but also plays a very good healing role in the trauma of the soul.
This recovery speed is already considered fast. At that time, the rules of the heavenly way collide with each other and the space is torn apart. Even the saints may be torn to pieces by the heavenly way.
The immortality of the saint has almost become a joke now.
During these ten days, Su Mei was lying beside him and recovering from her injuries, breathing rapidly and listless. It can be seen that her injuries were also extremely serious.
However, even though the injury was so serious, Su Mei still did not forget to seduce the emperor with a smile.
She knows how to touch a man's heart and give it to him directly, but the man will not think it is important.
On the contrary, sometimes it seems that you can hold it in your arms with your hands, but sometimes you can only look from afar and not be blasphemous, which will make men more obsessed.
So Su Mei's teasing was just right every time. Just a few words, she lured her heart out of the sky.
This is also the realm of a saint. The mysterious skill in the body wanders according to the cycle of heaven. There is no such thing as being in a state of being possessed by the devil, otherwise Su Mei would not dare to do this.
"I'm sorry, how much of your injury has been cured?" Su Mei raised her head and looked at him.
Zi Su said: "Fifty percent."
"Then can you move?" Su Mei asked.
Zishou nodded slightly.
Su Mei said: "This big ice floe is too cold. Are you cold?"
Zishou said: "It's not cold."
Su Mei whispered: "I see that your clothes are wet with sea water. It must be very cold, right? Hold me in your arms to keep warm!"
Zishou couldn't help but feel the scene of holding Su Mei for warmth. He hurriedly calmed down and said, "No!"
Su Mei smiled on her face: "Don't you really want it?"
Zishou said: "You are so seriously injured and have the leisure to seduce me. Take care of yourself first!"
Su Mei's mouth raised slightly and her eyes narrowed.
It's exactly the same as the Emperor!
No, he is the emperor.
"I'm afraid you'll be cold. Since you don't want to hold me to keep warm, can I take off my clothes for you to wear?" Su Mei deliberately lifted the collar on her chest.
Zi couldn't help but glance and shook his head quickly: "Enough, I don't want it! Don't do this!"
"Okay." Su Mei smiled, thinking that this emperor lord is so cute.
Zishou said: "You are so good at seducing people. After being a lustful monarch for so many years, there are many men who have died at your hands, right?"
Su Mei suddenly laughed, stared at Zishou, her face full of tenderness, and said seriously: "My master, I have only seduced you, and never seduced anyone else."
The son was silent.
"Duma regards me as the emperor's lord, so is Su Mei. Who is that emperor's lord? Forget it, it's useless to think too much."
After staying on the floating ice for ten days, Zi had recovered from his physical injuries. However, when he wanted to mobilize the true energy in his dantian to open the Hongmeng world, he found that the Hongmeng world was still unable to open.
"Although my dantian has been destroyed, the Hongmeng Realm can be opened with just one thought. Now it cannot be opened. It is very likely that it is the rejection of the current Heavenly Dao. Here we have entered the Peacock Continent. Influenced by its Heavenly Dao, Hongmeng Realm comes from the Heavenly Dao again.
, naturally, will be rejected, and it will be able to open it unless Nuwa, the real owner of Hongmeng World, is here." Zishou said in his heart.
"Now my cultivation has not recovered, and there is only a small amount of true energy. It should be because when time and space collapse, my dantian was damaged and my true energy was lost. In addition, the rules of the heavenly way in this world are completely different from the rules of the heavenly way in the wild,
Therefore, the cultivation level cannot be recovered immediately. Now we can only slowly adjust our injuries."
No matter how powerful a saint is, when he enters another world with independent laws of heaven, he will be suppressed by his laws of heaven.
At the least, the cultivation level will decrease, and at the worst, the death will suddenly occur.
Su Mei's face was still pale and colorless, and she looked extremely weak, but her injuries finally stabilized.
Her cultivation is also among the top among the Demon Lord of Hell, but when she encountered the impact of the heavenly way, her time and space collapsed and almost fell into it.
But although the injury has stabilized, it is not that easy to recover.
Zishou stretched out his hand and pointed to the soul refining pot in his arms, mobilizing the only small stream of true energy left in his dantian, refining the demonic spirit in the pot, turning it into a turbid white gas.
This is the origin of the demon monarch, including his cultivation, true spirit, and even emotions.
Zishou then formed seals with both hands, mobilizing the white gas to cover Su Mei.
Su Mei's face changed and she realized immediately that Zishou was using this pure demonic origin true spirit to help her heal her wounds.
"You, what are you doing?" As the pure source power penetrated into the body, Su Mei's cheeks flushed and she whispered: "You, don't do this, that's what you originally did, ah..."
The power of the original source penetrated into her body and quickly repaired the trauma of her true spirit, making her unable to help but moan comfortably.
Zishou said, "Since it is my thing, I will give it to you if I want to."
"I don't want it." Su Mei bit her lip stubbornly at this time.
"You have to ask for it if you don't want it." Zishou also became angry at this time and said coldly: "You must give me the answer I want, and you must take what I want to give you."
Su Mei's body trembled slightly, and a low tremor sound came from her throat: "Although I look exactly like Nuwa, I am not her, Emperor Lord, you have known this since a long time ago!"
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Afar, thousands of miles away.
The two old men stood side by side on the top of the mountain, staring at the turbid white light emerging between the snow-capped mountains and ice seas in horror.
"Is this the original power of the Heavenly Dao level?" The old man in blue on the left said in horror: "The original power can repair all rules in the world and heal any wounds. Our soul is damaged. If we get a source power of the Heavenly Dao level, we can get a source power of the Heavenly Dao level.
It can recover, but it has been hard to search for it for thousands of years without any results. Why is there a power of origin exuding there?"
"Tianyunzi, let's go and take a look!" An excited light flashed in the eyes of the old man in red on the right.
Origin can repair all damage in the world.
Even if the soul is scattered, you can still be resurrected with your origin.
The origin of the saint of Heavenly Dao is already extremely rare. After all, the emergence of each source means that a saint of Heavenly Dao has fallen in the world.
And now, the power of the origin actually appeared there.