Bai Cangdong gritted his teeth and tried to stand up, but whenever he moved, his whole body tingled violently, as if thousands of needles were piercing into his flesh and bones, and he had no strength.
I wanted to activate the technique, but it felt like burning, and the pain was so painful that Bai Candong vomited blood from his mouth.
He couldn't sense the existence of the ancient emperors of the ten directions, couldn't sense the black iron heavy sword and holy clothes, couldn't sense the red tears and the wolf girl, he seemed to have suddenly become an ordinary person again, maybe not even as good as an ordinary person, Bai Cangdong
It feels like my body is being fried in a frying pan with just a little exertion.
He climbed up with difficulty, enduring the pain that almost made him faint, and looked at his surroundings.
This is a valley, surrounded by steep mountain walls, with no way out. The valley is shaded by green grass, with many low shrubs growing there, and bearing many large and small fruits.
On the west side of the valley, there is a green spring. The scenery looks quite good. If placed on the earth, this might be a good place for leisure and vacation, very suitable for human habitation.
Bai Cangdong reached out and picked a fruit and ate it. He was in severe pain and weak now. Eating something could replenish his strength.
He was not worried that these fruits would poison him. The middle-aged man in white would leave him here instead of killing him directly because Qin Yuxi was good at deduction and prediction. If he died, Qin Yuxi would
He must have noticed something, or if Qin Yuxi thought of speculating on his good or bad luck, but the result was death, it might make the middle-aged man in white feel very embarrassed.
Bai Cangdong doesn't regret pursuing Qin Yuxi. If a person doesn't even dare to pursue the person he likes, then what's the point of living in the world? It's better to die early.
Now that his body is disabled, Bai Cangdong is not discouraged. Good times depend on his character, and adversity depends on his character. Bai Cangdong is not a person who gives up easily. He is born with a bad temper.
"Destiny, destiny, you didn't kill me, that means destiny will never end me. So what if I don't have the strength, what if I'm trapped here? Even if everything starts from scratch, I will definitely stand in front of you again and add you to me.
I will return everything I have tenfold." Bai Cangdong knew that the middle-aged man in white was at least a sage, maybe even a perfect person.
But these are nothing, no matter what, it is fine. As long as he is still alive, there is still hope. As long as he still has breath, it is not the time to give up.
Bai Cangdong ate some fruits. Even if he just moved his mouth, he felt severe pain, which made his lips tremble and turn white. However, he still ate a lot of fruits. If his physical strength was not replenished, he would not be able to do anything.
, I really want to be trapped in this valley and die forever, just as the middle-aged man in white hopes.
After eating a lot of fruits, Bai Cangdong walked towards the spring step by step. Every step he took, his body was shaking violently. Not only was his body weak and weak, but it also had severe pain.
The middle-aged man in white not only shattered the ancient emperor of the ten directions, the source of his power, but also interrupted his meridians. Most of his body's vitality was also stripped away, and every move he made was like thousands of needles stabbing him.
Bai Cangdong could roll to the point of spring water, which would relieve his pain. However, Bai Candong did not do that. He still endured the pain and walked towards the point of spring water step by step. Every step he took hurt him.
He was shivering, but he still walked step by step.
Bai Cangdong felt that he should walk now, he should stand and walk. If he even fell down, it would be really difficult to stand up again, because the road he has to walk in the future is almost a road worse than mountains of swords and seas of fire.
A painful and thorny road.
After finally reaching the spring water, Bai Cangdong sat down on the ground. After a long time, he bent down and took a few mouthfuls of spring water and drank it.
Bai Cangdong knew that he could not die yet. The middle-aged man in white did not want his life because of his scruples. Now he was just suffering a little more pain.
After resting for a while, Bai Candong tried to operate the "Cang Tian Baqi Jue", which is the most basic qi training method derived from Bai Candong in this world.
Even if the Ancient Emperor of the Ten Directions is destroyed, as long as people are alive, Qi will still exist, and the "Heavenly Dominance Technique" should still be useful.
But as soon as he activated his energy, Bai Cangdong suddenly screamed, blood spurted out from his mouth, and his entire face lost all color in an instant.
It was as if thousands of small knives were cutting into the flesh, heart, lungs and bones within the body.
"Asshole!" Bai Candong cursed.
The Qin family is proficient in the art of destiny. Although most of the women of the Qin family possess the Dongxuan Book, the men of the Qin family generally practice various powers related to destiny.
Although Bai Cangdong didn't know what the power of the middle-aged man in white was, the power of the middle-aged man in white was not completely eliminated, or it could be said that the power of the middle-aged man in white was still working in his body.
When Bai Cangdong was moving his Qi Jin, he could feel the existence of that power, which sealed his body, making it impossible for him to exert any more force or move his Qi Jin. Once he exerted a little force or moved his Qi Jin, the power would disappear.
It would come and go, blocking Bai Candong's limbs and meridians, making him miserable.
But this power is not fatal, it is actually extremely vicious.
After resting for a while and waiting for the pain on his body to get better, he started running the "Cangtian Dominance Technique" again. This time, he only lasted for just over a second. Bai Candong screamed and shrank into a ball again, with cold sweat breaking out all over his head. He almost died.
Fainted.
After trying a few more times, Bai Candong was still in pain, but it also made Bai Candong's perception of the power clearer.
That power is like the chain on the roulette wheel of the middle-aged man in white. The chain locks the meridians of Bai Cangdong's flesh and bones and exists in every corner of his body. The chain itself is extremely strange, as if it is alive, and it is as if it is possessed.
Like a gangrene of bones, it is entangled in every inch and every minute of Bai Cangdong's body.
The power of this chain is indestructible and seems to imprison Bai Cangdong until his death. I am afraid that this is some kind of destiny power cultivated by the Qin family.
Anyone else would have been in despair at this moment, but what Bai Cangdong was thinking about was not the current predicament. He lowered his head and thought hard about something.
"I am almost no different from a useless person now. Even the ancient emperors of the ten directions have been chopped into pieces. Logically speaking, it is impossible to sense the existence of the chain that is like a ruthless fate. But why can I sense it? Could it be that
My power has not completely disappeared? Hasn't it been completely dispersed and wasted?" Bai Cangdong tried to use the magic formula again to communicate with the ancient emperor of the ten directions.
But it was of no use. Apart from the maddening pain, it was completely unable to sense the existence of the Ancient Emperor of the Ten Directions.
"Why exactly? Even the Ancient Emperor of the Ten Directions can't feel it, but he can sense those vicious chains?" Bai Cangdong thought hard.
Suddenly, Bai Candong's eyes lit up, as if he thought of something.