Chu Yiliu vaguely heard the sound of water beside his ears, and suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were covered with white. Abundant spiritual energy from all around continued to pour into his body, and heart-breaking pain came from the place where the spiritual energy flowed.
"What happened? Where am I now?" His mind went blank.
After a long time, he struggled to remember some things. But the memory still stayed at the battle in Beicheng. In the end, he hugged Qin Yi and wanted to die with that guy.
The last calamity thunder turned out to be the legendary Zixiao Divine Thunder.
It is said that the Purple Sky Divine Thunder is one of the nine tribulations of heaven. It is the tribulation thunder that mortals must go through to overcome the tribulation and become immortals, and to wash away their mortal bodies. It is so powerful that not to mention the spiritual realm monks, even the strong ones at the level of Yuan Zun.
Ten deaths and no life.
"Am I reborn again?" Chu Yiliu thought for too long, and his head hurt extremely. Could it be that I was struck by the Zixiao Divine Thunder and reborn again?
No, this is not a maternal womb!
He struggled to think, and then he discovered that the spiritual veins and Dantian in his body were in a mess. This showed that he was still alive and had not been reborn.
However, with the body in this state, it is better to be reborn.
The spiritual veins are in pieces. In addition to the sea of consciousness, one of the three major dantians, the middle dantian and the lower dantian, has collapsed, and the other is almost collapsed. How can you practice this...
His heart suddenly twitched, cold air surged to the top of his head, and he suddenly realized that he was living in a pool of spiritual fluid. The surroundings were pitch black, with only the top of his head showing light.
It was the spiritual energy in the pond that nourished his body, so he was able to survive.
"But what's the point of living like this?" He lamented in his heart, what's the difference between himself and a useless person now?
I feel extremely sad and inexplicable.
At this time, there seemed to be footsteps coming.
"Brother Yiyi, I'm here to see you." It was Mo Ji's voice, a rustling voice. He seemed to be sitting beside the tan, muttering to himself: "Today is one thousand one hundred and twenty days, you
You can definitely hear my voice."
"They said you will definitely not survive, but I believe you will wake up because you are a first-rate Chu!"
He talked plausibly. For the past three years, Moji had been counting the time and repeating these words. After a moment of silence, he began to talk about something about Sansou Island.
"The situation on Kyushu Island and the Moqin Dynasty is getting more and more serious now. My brothers and sisters have all gone to fight, and I will go there soon. I may not have time to accompany you by then. But you must live!" Mo
He said softly.
One thousand one hundred and twenty days?
It’s been three years!
Chu Yiliu's heart skipped a beat. He had actually been in a coma for more than 1,100 days. He was shocked, but also extremely moved. The fat man had been waiting for him all along.
No, how can I die!
I want to live!
His eyes flashed, and he secretly made up his mind.
How could he miss the battle between Mo Qin Dynasty and Kyushu Island? Prince Reaper, after three years, does anyone still remember this title?
You have walked many rounds before the gate of hell, so what are your injuries now? As long as you are alive, you must have hope, at least there is hope of starting over.
But I'm afraid Qin Yi won't have such good luck. So what if it's Emperor Mo Qin? My fate is up to me!
The Mo Qin Dynasty was furious and launched a large-scale campaign on Kyushu Island. The strength of Kyushu Island was not inferior to it at all. When the two major forces clashed, the pattern of the Linhai area would definitely be reshuffled.
I want to survive!
There is someone waiting for me!
Chu Yiliu took a deep breath, and his blood boiled. But no matter how much he thought about it, he didn't have the strength to surface, let alone talk to Mo Ji.
"Brother Mo Ji, you are here too." A clear voice sounded, quite unfamiliar.
Who is this?
Could it be that Mo Ji found someone in Kyushu Island? Being bored, he could only listen attentively. Of course, it was impossible not to be curious. What kind of person could attract the attention of Mo Ji, a silly goose?
"Fei'er, you're here too," Mo Ji said.
Is it a little loli?
No, it has been three years, and the little Lolita has probably changed. Chu Yiliu thought to himself, judging by the tone of her words now, she must have gotten over the tragedy of her family being wiped out.
"Brother First Class, haven't you woken up yet?" Concubine Song Jun asked softly. For three years, she spent 90% of her time in front of this Forgettable Hall. "Sister Yan said you will definitely wake up."
"Definitely." Mo Ji said firmly.
"Yes!" Concubine Song Jun nodded heavily.
Tan Di, Chu Yiliu nodded heavily in his heart. He must seize the time to repair the remaining body and regain his strength. As long as he is alive, everything is possible!
The spiritual energy in Wangniantan is extremely abundant. After three years of spiritual energy accumulation, the physical injuries have basically healed. However, the damage to the spiritual veins and Dantian is extremely serious, and some of the spiritual veins have even developed abnormally, and the veins must be cut off and reshaped.
Breaking a vein and reshaping it is no joke.
Chu Yiliu's brows were serious. His previous training foundation was extremely solid, so it was more difficult to reshape the broken veins. Among the three major dantians, only the Consciousness Sea was the least damaged. He immediately used his mental power to drive the spiritual energy around his body to circulate slowly and regularly.
.
ah!
His face suddenly turned blood red. He hadn't run the Mu Tian Jue for three years, and when he ran his spiritual energy again, it was heavily blocked. Many injuries on his spiritual veins that had not healed for a long time were torn apart again, which was heartbreaking.
There was a moment of dizziness in the sea of consciousness, and an idea suddenly came to his mind. Maybe it would be easier to die. However, this idea was immediately rejected when it came up.
Living is inherently painful, but it is because of pain that we can feel happiness and joy.
boom!
The spiritual energy gathered up again and headed towards the blocked spiritual pulse. Every inch the spiritual energy advanced, Chu Yiliu felt like he had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives. His mental energy was greatly consumed, and he soon felt dizzy.
He slowly closed his eyes, activated the God Refining Technique, and slowly recovered his mental power. After seeing a glimmer of hope, he was full of energy. He rested for a long time to recover his mental power, opened up an inch of spiritual veins, and recovered in an orderly manner.
It is estimated that it will take more than half a year to repair one spiritual vein. It takes twenty years to heal all the spiritual veins. But to a monk, what does twenty years mean?
In the midst of pain and torture, Chu Yiliu devoted himself to repairing his spiritual veins. In the process, his mental power was constantly consumed and recuperated, and he faintly improved a lot.
"Hold on, hold on!"
Mo Ji and Concubine Song Jun seemed to come every day, and Chu Yiliu cheered him up every day. After more than three months, the first spiritual vein recovered to 50%, which gave him a great hope.
"Brother Yi Yi, I have to leave today. My concubine will take care of you. Remember, you must live!" Mo Ji stood in front of the pool and shouted.
Moji left.
"Don't worry, brother, I will definitely not let you down." Chu Yiliu thought to himself.
Next, repair the spiritual veins.
He repeats the work mechanically every day: repairing his spiritual veins, recuperating his mental power, repairing his spiritual veins again, and then recuperating his mental power...
Five months later, the first spiritual vein was finally repaired, and the time was one month shorter than Chu Yiyi's expectation.
"Great, the first spiritual vein has healed, and the second spiritual vein will be repaired faster." Chu Yiliu was secretly happy.
If you persist, there will be hope!
However, before he could be happy for too long, a ray of blue-purple lightning shot out, instantly severing his newly repaired spiritual veins.
ah!
Chu Yiliu screamed hysterically, and the sound waves surged. There was a turbulent undercurrent in the Forgettable Tale, and the water shot up to the sky, splashing hundreds of feet of waves.
"Brother First Class, are you awake?" Concubine Song Jun stood up from Tan Bian and shouted.
However, no one responded. The water in the pool fell, and the Tan face fell into deathly silence again. A ball of scarlet blood floated up from the bottom of the Tan.
Concubine Song Jun's face turned red and she looked at Tan Mian intently.
Deep in the Tan Di, Chu Yiyi's mentality collapsed. It took five whole months, five whole months! He worked day and night to repair his spiritual veins, but was turned into nothingness by a sudden bolt of lightning.
His eyes were red and he said coldly: "Damn it, who are you? Where did you come from?"
He had no idea that lightning would appear in his body. What kind of lightning was the blue-purple light? The speed of the lightning was so fast that he couldn't even see its source clearly.
"You don't want me to heal my spiritual veins, but I want to heal them." Chu Yiliu gritted his teeth, and his mental power surged wildly, which was comparable to violent means to repair his spiritual veins.
The spiritual veins that had just been destroyed were in excruciating pain under such a violent repair method. He gritted his teeth and veins popped up on his face.
It hurts because I’m still alive!
I want to see who you really are!
Under Chu Yiliu's violent repair methods, this spiritual vein was repaired in just three months.
Click!
Lightning reappears.
ah!
Another scream came.
Concubine Song Jun stood beside the tan and murmured to herself: "It must be the first-class brother, he must be awake!"
Two months later, there was another scream.
A month later, there was another scream.
After that, the screams became more and more frequent, indicating that Chu Yiliu was repairing his spiritual veins faster and faster.
Finally, after eight times, he finally saw clearly the source of the lightning, which came from the middle Dantian.
After sixteen times, he finally saw clearly what the thunder looked like, it was the Purple Sky Divine Thunder.
Oh my god, I actually have a Purple Sky Thunder in my body!
Chu Yiliu couldn't help but cursed, and his whole body was about to explode. He finally knew why he was not dead. The nourishment of the pool was only a secondary reason, and the main reason was because of the purple sky thunder.
This guy takes ownership of his Dantian. As long as he repairs his spiritual veins, it will inevitably affect his ability to absorb spiritual energy. Therefore, every time the spiritual veins are formed, the Purple Sky Divine Thunder will appear and destroy the spiritual veins.
The Purple Sky Divine Thunder is so powerful that it can kill even the Yuan Zun monks. If it can be used for one's own purposes, it can definitely dominate the Eastern Wasteland.
Chu Yiliu was overjoyed.
However, he soon calmed down. The power of Zixiao Divine Thunder is so amazing, how can he use it for his own use with his strength?
Could it be that he will become the living body of Zixiao Divine Thunder in this life? Buried deep in the pond, and never be reincarnated?
For a moment, deep despair surged into his heart. Chu Yiyi's face turned extremely ugly, and he looked up to the sky and roared: "No, absolutely not!"
Boom boom boom!
The rumbling sound of the pool water continued, and the light of the water reaching the sky was shining. Song Junfei's heart was pounding: First-rate brother, are you finally coming out?