He didn't know whether the other party had beaten him casually for a few hours. In short, when he woke up again, there was almost no perfect place on his body, and he couldn't even use the strength to move his fingers.
After lying for three days, he finally recovered a little strength and used his trembling fingers to take out the healing pill made by Gu Fenghua himself from the storage bracelet - God blessed, because his strength was too low.
Because of this, the other party even saved himself from searching, otherwise he would have to lie down like this, lying motionlessly until he died.
He took the holy pill and lay for another three days before he got up and staggered away from the ruined sect. Until then, he didn't even know what the sect was called or why
The disaster that caused the destruction of the sect was destroyed by whom?
He only knew that for him, it was clearly a disaster. But no matter what, he saved his life in the end. As the saying goes, there will be blessings in the future if he survives a great disaster. For his own path to a strong man, Mr. Fang Dazhao
The Lord is still full of hope.
At that time, he didn't know that his miserable life had just begun.
A month after leaving the sect, his injuries finally healed, and at the same time, he also welcomed the blessing he had been looking forward to - he met a noble man. The noble man told him that his sect was recruiting disciples.
, and his bones are very good and qualified, and he can be regarded as a once-in-a-lifetime cultivation genius. If he is willing to join their sect, he will not only become a core disciple, but also be personally taught by the sect leader. If nothing unexpected happens, sooner or later one day
Can inherit the legacy of the sect leader and take the position of the sect leader.
At that moment, Master Fang almost cried with joy. Without thinking, he followed the noble man to a better tomorrow. A few days later, he arrived at a towering mountain surrounded by spiritual energy and fairy clouds, and two cold iron chains were approaching his hand.
He put on his feet and locked him in a small dark room.
At the beginning, he thought this was the unique introductory assessment of the Wuji Shengtian Sect. After all, the sages had said long ago: Heaven will descend to this person, and he will first suffer his mind and will, and his body will be hungry.
Their muscles and bones are hungry, their bodies are empty, and their actions are chaotic, so they are moved and endured, and they are able to gain what they cannot...
In order to one day inherit the legacy of the sect leader and ascend to the sect leader, what does it matter if Guanguan’s small black room or something?
But soon, he knew that he was wrong. The towering mountain surrounded by a rich spiritual energy in his eyes was actually a spirit stone mine, and what he had to do next was mining.
So, his mind and mind are bitter, his body is hungry, his muscles and bones are exhausted, and his body is exhausted, so what he can do is gain... He doesn't know if he has gained something, but he only knows
Every day, bloody whip marks will appear on the body.
What a bullshit noble person, then he is clearly a liar!
With great sorrow and anger, Young Master Fang began his career as a black miner. He was whipped day after day, and gradually became numb and desperate.
He thought that he would spend his entire life in the dark mine pit, and eventually turned into a pile of bones, companionship with the cold spirit stones. Who knew that at this moment, God opened his eyes.
The two sects fought for the spirit stone mine, and they killed it in a dim sky, the sun and the moon were gone.
Frightened, Young Master Fang was frightened again. He pursed his lips tightly, shivered involuntarily, held his head with his hands and curled up in a ball, and chanted the four-word mantra in his mouth: I can't see, I can't see, I can't see
I see I'm not seeing you...
As it turns out, these four-character mantras are also deceptive.