The feeble lead clouds, like the tail of a mountain sparrow with its legs broken, hang sickly above the head, with bright raindrops falling sparsely downwards.
Lu Qian was awakened by the slightly cold raindrops, his body trembled, he turned over with difficulty, and looked up at the sky.
The raindrops fall, fall.
The crystal raindrops left clear traces in the air, hitting the cheeks, and a wisp of chill seeped into the skin.
'chill'?
Lu Qian shivered - since he became successful in cultivation, how many years has he not felt the cold?
The feeling of raindrops falling and hitting his body reminded Lu Qian of some unbearable past events - it was like, in his previous life, he was lying on a hospital bed unable to move, and helplessly looked at the automatic sensor nozzle in the ward, "Wow"
Countless crystal water droplets were sprayed out in one fell swoop, drenching himself, the hospital bed, and the surrounding rescue equipment.
The coldness of that day was almost the same as the chill in the raindrops now. It was cold to the core and bone marrow.
Lu Qian coughed.
I have a little pain in my neck. It may be that several joints of the cervical vertebrae are misaligned and compressing the nerves.
There is a bit of swelling in the neck. It should be that several blood vessels have been damaged and the congestion is blocked in the body.
The internal organs were burning, sour, and all kinds of weird pains kept coming. No need to ask, the internal organs must have been severely damaged, especially a big hole should have appeared in the stomach, and gastric juice flowed out in large amounts, soaking the internal organs.
The gastric juice was 'digesting' his other organs, so it caused such severe pain that Lu Qian almost screamed.
Gee, this is the ‘Buddha-level gastric juice’ that can easily melt even gold and diamonds.
Fortunately, my internal organs were forged quite solidly, with the power of a dragon and an elephant, and they were able to withstand the erosion of the self-produced gastric juice. Although it was painful, my internal organs were still intact, and there was no missing kidney.
Less gall or something.
In addition, there is something wrong with the lumbar spine.
Well, the two legs are even more interesting. Lu Qian turned over and looked up at the sky, but his right calf was actually facing the sky... Is this a 180-degree gyration? The knee passed inward
There was unspeakable pain, well, all the joints and meridians should have been shattered.
The two arms are okay and can still move, but the two palms are swollen like boneless chicken feet.
It's the kind of boneless chicken feet that had all the bones crushed with a hammer, and then the naughty old lady chewed out all the broken bones with her teeth, and then soaked in stinky old mud pit pickles for three years.
It was extremely white, with large amounts of black and blue bruises inside.
How pitiful and pitiful he is.
"This is……"
Lu Qian shook his big head with difficulty.
There was a 'rumbling' in my mind, stars were flashing in front of my eyes, and both ears were experiencing neurological tinnitus at the same time, just like ten thirty-three-year-old cicadas screaming at the top of their lungs in the ear holes.
"Thirty-three-year-old cicada? What is that thing?"
Lu Qian vaguely felt that he had heard of this name.
But what exactly is the Thirty-Three-Year Cicada? His mind was in confusion and pale, and he could not recall any information related to it.
"So, who am I?"
"Where am I?"
"What should I do?"
"Where am I going?"
Lu Qian subconsciously asked the ultimate philosophical question - obviously, he failed to give himself a definite answer.
"I am, I am...I am..."
Severe pain hit me, and my chaotic mind felt like a chaotic void where a bloody battle between heaven and man had just broken out. It was extremely chaotic, everything was messed up, and it was impossible to clean out anything useful.
Lu Qian cursed in a low voice, and blood mixed with gastric juice kept spurting out of his mouth. There were even a lot of internal organs fragments in the strange-colored mixed juice. The pungent-smelling mixed juice slid down his cheeks, corroding his face and burning it.
It stung, especially because it irritated his throat. Lu Qian couldn't help cursing in a low voice and coughing violently.
In the chaotic mind, a dim light suddenly lit up.
The Taichu Hutong Pearl showed its true form and emitted a faint light, which calmed Lu Qian's extremely chaotic and severely damaged mind, and smoothed out these chaotic memories and mixed information one by one.
Thread by thread, Lu Qian's messy, almost annihilated soul was pieced together by Taichu Hun Tongzhu's efforts, and gradually turned into a small ball of light as weak as a firefly.
Compared with Lu Qian's spiritual soul, which was tens of thousands of feet high in his mind, this small group of spiritual souls that were easily gathered together was pitifully weak, and it felt quite bitter and desolate.
But, at least my head doesn't hurt so much anymore.
Lu Qian at least regained his most basic thinking ability. He shook his head, muttered in a low voice, and resolutely gave up the effort to trace his identity. If he continued to dig like this, his brain would almost explode.
, it’s better to just let nature take its course.
When it's time to remember, I can think of anything.
Lu Qian smiled bitterly to comfort himself, and then breathed deeply, using all his strength, and breathing according to some kind of instinct.
The cool and moist air was inhaled into the body. After countless damaged alveoli, blood and air were leaking continuously, and the burning and painful lungs turned in a circle. The strong stimulation made Lu Qian cough violently again, vomiting blood in large mouths, and he couldn't vomit.
Very happy.
In my impression, no matter how injured the body is, as long as you take a deep breath, the injury will heal quickly.
But here, it seems useless?
Lu Qian frowned.
In the mind that was in chaos, even more chaotic than the chaotic void, the spiritual thoughts as weak as fireflies emitted light, and it was extremely difficult to get through an extremely weak spiritual thought.
The weak spiritual thought barely made a circle within three feet of the body, but was blown by the wind. Most of it dissipated in the air, and the other half trembled and fled back into the body in an extremely embarrassed manner.
"What the hell is this place?" Lu Qian frowned.
The Taoist rhyme is very clear and strong.
Well, that's right, this kind of thing that fills the void, is invisible and has no trace, but supports the framework of the entire world. It should be called the 'Dao Yun'... The avenue of heaven and earth is extremely powerful, traversing the void, and the energy they emit
The Taoist rhyme permeates all objects and surrounds all objects.
Everything is wrapped in Dao Yun. The Dao Yun that Lu Qian just felt when his spiritual thoughts were released is trillions of times more powerful and clearer than the Dao Yun in those previous worlds in his impression!
‘The worlds before’?
Lu Qian frowned.
This concept is very strange - those worlds before? Could it be that I have traveled to many places before and seen the scenery of many worlds?
It's a bit interesting, but thinking about it now has no meaning other than making my brain hurt.
The only problem now is that this extremely strong and clear rhyme of the Tao, this Tao that permeates the entire void and fills all things... is completely unshakable.
Just like the alloy Optimus Primes made of pure diamond mixed with Chaos Spirit Gold, giant pillars with a diameter of thousands of miles and immeasurable heights stand between the heaven and the earth, and Lu Qian's spiritual thoughts are like a rising star.
A dead, stunted mayfly, no matter how hard he hits and gnaws at the alloy Optimus Prime, he can't get any benefit from it.
Can be seen.
Can't touch it.
Not even food or drink.
Well, the even scarier thing is that Lu Qian waited until most of the spiritual energy that leaked out of his body dissipated, and then he faintly sensed that there was actually a mighty force of heaven on top of the alloy Optimus Prime.
The outside of Optimus Prime, which was already extremely solid and could not be touched by a little bug like him, actually deployed a super mountain-suppressing formation to guard Optimus Prime firmly and airtight. Anyone who dared to touch this
The unlucky guy who dares to take advantage of the great avenue either does not have the strength, or if he has the strength to touch the great avenue of heaven and earth, he will be crushed and killed on the spot by this vast power of heaven.
Untouchable, absolutely untouchable.
Lu Qian took a breath... The rhythm of the Dao Dao in this world is a bit weird.
The great road is clearly presented before your eyes, but you cannot look at it, think about it, touch it, let alone absorb it, comprehend it, engrave it, absorb it... all normal cultivation methods cannot be used.
Well, the spiritual power of heaven and earth is even more intense.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this world is so rich that it is suffocating. Every time Lu Qian takes a breath, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that he exhales in and out of his body at will is a million times, tens of millions of times more than that of the previous worlds...
The spiritual power of this world is so dense that it makes no sense.
However, the great avenue of heaven and earth remains immutable, and cannot be touched or felt at all... Along with this, this extremely rich spiritual power of heaven and earth has become the flower in the mirror and the moon in the water. Every time Lu Qian takes a deep breath, he can feel the breath of mercury.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth moved in and out of the body, but failed to leave even a trace in the body.
Water leaves traces...
The genius of heaven and earth passed by Lu Qian's body, unwilling to leave even a trace.
The woman serving the tea was an extremely high-end green tea girl. She raised her fingers and smiled at you, calling, "Come and have a good time, uncle."
, even a wisp of cheap perfume smell was left behind.
Daoyun cannot be touched.
The inspiration cannot be absorbed.
No matter how hard Lu Qian tried, there was no magic left in his broken body. All his injuries were slowly getting worse and there was no sign of healing.
Lu Qian gasped, and he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have a "Buddha Kingdom" with endless benefits.
One thought moves, and thousands of thoughts arise.
A stormy sea suddenly arose in Lu Qian's mind, and the little bit of soul power he had just gathered was suddenly exhausted. His vision went dark and he almost fainted.
Deep in his mind, the world of mortals, which had curled up into a shimmering light, swayed slightly, emitting a faint trace of Buddha's light, and then there was no movement again.
The sound of low footsteps came.
Lu Qian turned his head to look with difficulty, and saw a black-gold, translucent, three-foot-long little dragon holding an unusually plump, bamboo-rat-like, golden-haired, two-foot-long little beast in its mouth and walked away step by step.
return.
Tianlong Zen Staff.
In the lower realm, Lu Qian used his own natal Buddha treasure to create the Heavenly Seal, together with the Little Vajra Sumeru Mountain, the former dojo of Empress Qionghua, the former mother's womb, Qionghua Mountain, plus her mother's womb and the endless mother liquid of creation,
After spending countless resources, it was finally forged into a strange Buddha treasure.
Oh, it seems that other higher-level materials were also incorporated during the forging process.
This makes the Tianlong Zen Staff, although it is a man-made Buddhist weapon, have an almost living form. The spiritual Tianlong Zen Staff actually escaped on its own while Lu Qian was seriously injured and in coma, and successfully hunted one.
The fat little beast was brought back to Lu Qian in a poopy state.
Lu Qian took a deep look at the Tianlong Zen Staff.
He had somewhat forgotten this guy's name, but that clear feeling of divine soul bloodline involvement made him understand that this three-foot little dragon had an extremely close relationship with him.
He exhaled and chuckled: "It's beautifully done, but..."
The Tianlong Zen Staff was brought to Lu Qian's head, and the wound on the little beast's neck was brought to Lu Qian's mouth.
Lu Qian smelled a slight fragrance of bamboo roots, but an extremely strong smell of animal blood. An uncontrollable sense of 'hunger' suddenly came through his body. Every cell in his body was squirming and roaring.
Roaring angrily, urging him frantically to do something quickly.
Lu Qian still glanced at the Tianlong Zen Staff.
The three-foot-long little dragon's body is crystal clear, its scales are intact, and its breath is smooth... Obviously, although Lu Qian appeared here inexplicably and was seriously injured, the Tianlong Zen Staff is countless times stronger than Lu Qian's body.
, she carried it without any damage, and still retained enough tyrannical fighting power.
"There is no perfect path for man." Lu Qian smiled: "Do you still remember what happened?"
Tianlong Zen Staff looked at Lu Qian ignorantly, her eyes were shining brightly, she shook her head gently, two long dragon whiskers dangled at the corners of her mouth, creating a dull starlight.
The next moment, the Tianlong Zen Staff opened its mouth, and with a 'croak' sound, it spit out five small 'bird eggs' the size of a thumb, shaped like quail eggs. The five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and indifference were entwined.
There are five small eggs inside. Through the translucent eggshell, you can see a white cat, a green dragon, a black dragon, a red bird, and a unicorn curled up inside.
The five little beasts are only the size of sesame seeds, and their energy is extremely weak. They are like candles in a hurricane, which may be extinguished at any time.
Lu Qian's heart twitched violently. He gritted his teeth and felt the weak vitality of the five little eggs. He shook his head and with difficulty opened a bone-deep wound on his chest and cut the five little eggs into pieces.
It was pushed away and embedded in his own wound.
He gently applied a piece of drooped flesh and blood to cover the five little eggs. Feeling that his essence and blood were slowly nourishing the five little eggs, Lu Qian breathed a sigh of relief and nodded lightly.
The five small eggs lit up with a faint light, and there was also a strange qi traction, which blended with Lu Qian's breath.
Lu Qian opened his mouth and bit down on the nearly penetrating wound on the neck of the little beast brought by the Tianlong Zen Staff. Suddenly, he swallowed a large amount of thick, fragrant, and thick bamboo-root-scented plasma.
.
Wisps of weak heat flowed through the body.
Lu Qinggui's body felt like the Gobi Desert that had been dry for a hundred thousand years suddenly ushered in the drizzle. His body greedily devoured the foreign plasma. His severely injured body slowly recovered.
"It's not enough, we need more." Lu Qian looked at the Tianlong Zen Staff and said solemnly: "More blood and essence... more meat!"
'Kacha', Lu Qian opened his mouth and bit down hard, trying to tear off a piece of animal meat from his little hand's neck... As a result, his teeth bit into a broken bone, which was much harder than his big teeth.
There was so much meat that Lu Qian couldn't get enough of the animal's flesh, and a piece of Lu Qian's tooth was chipped off, causing the pain to make his eyes go black.
Tianlong Zen Staff looked at Lu Qian in confusion.
Lu Qian smiled bitterly, spitting out his broken teeth and a mouthful of old blood, and then he put his hands on the little beast's wound, sucking hard like a suckling baby.
The rain gradually became heavier.
The light rain gradually turned into a downpour.
Lu Qian was lying in the rain, shivering from the cold. The Tianlong Zen staff held his collar, dragging him a little awkwardly, and moved little by little towards a small forest in the distance. Lu Qian's heavy body,
A long drag mark was left in the mud, which was quickly wiped away by the heavy rain.
The sound of axles rubbing against each other could be heard in the distance, mixed with the sound of sporadic horse hooves.
A small team trudged hard in the rain, and there was a faint sound of curses.