The injured person on the bed was covered with black plaster almost all over his body, making him look like a black mummy.
Everyone worked hard for most of the night, and everyone went back to rest.
That person was the only one lying in the room.
His chest rose and fell slowly, and it seemed that it would take half a minute before he could take a breath. But as he breathed, a long line of white air surged down from the void and poured into his body.
Wow!
Wow!
The surge of spiritual energy became more and more intense. At first, the white energy was just like a slender spiritual snake, then gradually became like a python, and finally like a long white dragon, drawing out all the spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds of meters.
Unless it's midnight.
It will definitely attract attention.
I don't know how long it took, but the eyelashes of the person lying on the bed trembled, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes slowly moved.
Where am I?
Long Xiaoshan looked at the stone roof and walls, lying on a wooden bed. Everything around him was very simple.
He only remembered that he used up his last bit of strength to rush out of the void storm, and then fell unconscious.
But the aura here is so strong.
Even the blessed land of spiritual mountains like the Kunlun Mountains is far inferior to this place.
With a casual breath, spiritual energy surged in like rain and mist, flowing freely throughout my body, as if I had eaten a ginseng fruit.
If it weren't for this strong spiritual energy, he wouldn't be able to wake up.
This is definitely not the Earth, because not only is the aura much richer than the Earth, but the gravity is also much greater, at least several times that of the Earth.
He lowered his head.
His body was covered with thick ointment, but it had dried up now and spread all over his body like plaster. He struggled slightly and sat up, and the black dried ointment fell into pieces.
Long Xiaoshan picked up a piece and smelled it, and immediately understood that it was a golden sore medicine for the body.
It seems that he must have been rescued.
Thinking of this, Long Xiaoshan didn't rush to get up. Although he woke up now, his body was still seriously injured. Those golden sore medicines actually didn't help him at all.
His physical body is so powerful, how can this ordinary golden sore medicine be able to treat it?
In the Void Storm, he performed the Spear Sacrifice Technique too many times. Although the body after transforming into a dragon was extremely powerful, it had its limits. He used this spear sacrificial technique again and again, which consumed his vitality and longevity.
To put it in the simplest terms, it feels like my body has been hollowed out.
Long Xiaoshan touched his nose helplessly.
It seems that I have to abuse my body every so often, as if it has become a habit.
He subconsciously wanted to get the elixir from the space ring to recover from his injuries, but the next moment, his expression changed drastically.
The space ring is gone.
He raised his hand, but it was empty, and there was nothing on him.
Long Xiaoshan couldn't even sense the aura of the space ring. It was his thing, and it contained his spiritual consciousness. He could sense it even from ten thousand meters away.
Now it's gone.
The ring is lost.
Long Xiaoshan's expression was extremely ugly. The ring contained all the things he had prepared for coming to the fairy world this time. Of course, it is impossible for a cultivator to put all the things on his body and put them all in the space container.
Now that the ring is lost, his precious elixirs, spiritual weapons, talismans, spiritual herbs... are all gone.
However, these things were lost.
It would not make Long Xiaoshan look so ugly.
These are just external objects, and they are gone if they are gone, but the Holy Grail is also among them. Stored in the Holy Grail is the spaceship, which is his tool to return to Earth.
Now even the spaceship has been lost.
How does he return to Earth?
I don't even know where I am now.
Long Xiaoshan took a deep breath and suppressed the irritability in his heart. It was not as good as God. Since it was lost, it was useless to think about it. It was probably swept away in the void storm.
There's no point in being upset now.
A person can still suffocate to death. Even if there is no spaceship, sooner or later he will be able to think of a way to go back.
He dug into his ear and pulled out something like an embroidery needle.
With a spiritual thought, the embroidery needle continued to grow in size and turned into a spear.
"Fortunately, I didn't lose you, old man."
Long Xiaoshan smiled.
The Panlong Gun also started to scream.
It has spirituality, so even if Long Xiaoshan is unconscious, the Coiling Dragon Spear will return to him.
"Let's recover first." Long Xiaoshan saw several bags of medicinal herbs piled up in the room and glanced at them.
"White flame grass."
"Blood Rouge Fruit."
"Pudi blue flowers."
Long Xiaoshan recognized at a glance that there were many rare medicinal herbs, some of which were extinct on earth.
There are many medicinal materials here that are very old. If you put them on the earth, you can probably buy them for millions or even tens of millions. But here, they are packed in sacks casually, just like pigweed on the earth.
Long Xiaoshan extracted several medicinal herbs.
Looking around, he saw a medicine pot in the corner. He put a few herbs into it, pounded it into a paste, mixed it, and applied it to himself.
In the past, although these herbs were good, they did not have much effect on his body and were not as fast as the body's ability to heal itself. However, because Long Xiaoshan lost too much vitality, his body's strength was exhausted, and even his self-healing ability was greatly reduced.
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After applying a new layer of ointment, Long Xiaoshan closed his eyes and sat up in meditation.
The spiritual energy here is strong.
Even if all the pills he brought were lost, in this spiritual environment, his cultivation speed would increase.
Wow!
The spiritual energy poured down and enveloped his whole body.
Long Xiaoshan soon became completely absorbed in cultivation.
The sky is turning white, and people in Daliu Village are gradually waking up. The sound of getting up can be heard from every house. For people in the mountains, there is a lot of work to do early every day.
Whether it's men going up to the mountains to hunt and collect herbs, or women getting up to cook and take care of children.
The two dogs also got up early.
Every morning, he would get up and run to the yard to do a set of boxing. As for the boxing technique, Ergouzi bought it from the market in Heishan City, a set of the most common black tiger boxing.
Although he lives in a small village, Ergouzi yearns for the wonderful world outside the mountains. It is said that there are warriors who come and go, and even immortals who fly into the sky and escape from the earth.
It's a pity that whether you are practicing martial arts or cultivating immortality, you need connections and huge amounts of money.
Practitioners, wealthy couples, Dharma land.
Money comes first.
Without a huge amount of money, you can't afford the best elixirs, join a sect, or learn real skills.
Ergouzi has no money.
His grandfather Qi Bo was just a barefoot doctor in the village, and he only charged a small fee for treating doctors in the village. How could he have the money to practice martial arts, let alone become an immortal?
This Black Tiger Fist was what Ergou got in exchange for a five-hundred-year-old green blood mushroom that he desperately snatched from a barbarian beast in the Barbarian Beast Mountain Range. He regarded it as a treasure.
Practice hard every day.
After a round of punches, Er Gouzi stopped with his face turning pale.
Lately, every time he practiced this boxing technique, his heart ached and his eyes turned black.
He didn't dare tell his grandfather.
When he walked to the room to take a drink of water and rest, he opened the door and suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at the bed with an incredible expression.
"You, you're awake?"
(I have a lot of things to do today. I have been busy away from home and didn’t come home until late at night. I’m sorry, but my recent writing has been lackluster, which makes everyone unhappy. I really need to adjust)
