The wounded on the bed was almost covered with black plaster, which was completely a black mummy.
Everyone was busy in the middle of the night, and all of them went back to rest.
The man was lying down in the room.
His chest was slowly undulating, and it seemed that it would take half a minute to breathe once, but as he breathed, a long white gas poured from the void and poured into him.
Wow!
Wow!
The aura is getting more and more violent. At first, the white gas was just a slender spirit snake. Later, it gradually became like a python, and finally it was like a white long dragon.
If it was not in the middle of the night.
Absolutely attractive.
I don't know how long it has been, the eyelashes lying on the bed trembled, and then slowly opened their eyes.
The eyes turned slowly.
Where is I?
Long Xiaoshan looked at the roof and wall of the stone, lying on a wooden bed, everything around was simple.
He only remembered that he was rushing out of the last strength in the void storm, and then he was unaware.
But the aura here is so strong.
Even the Lingshan blessing land of the Kunlun Mountains is far from here.
Take a bite at random, and there is aura that comes up like rain and fog, and the whole body is smooth, as if I have eaten ginseng fruit.
If it wasn't for this strong aura, he couldn't wake up yet.
It is definitely not the earth here, because not only the aura is much richer than the earth, but also the gravity is much larger than the earth, at least several times the earth.
He bowed his head.
The body was covered with thick ointment, but now it has dried up, and it is spreading all over his body like a plaster. He struggled slightly, and the whole person sat up. The black dried paste was broken.
Long Xiaoshan picked up a piece and smelled it, and immediately understood that this was a golden sore medicine for the body.
It seems that he should be rescued.
Throughout this, Long Xiaoshan couldn't rush to get up. Although he woke up now, his physical injury was still very heavy. Those golden sores had no help to him at all.
How powerful his body is, how can this ordinary golden sore medicine be treated.
In the void storm, he exhibited too many times with his body. Although the body was extremely powerful after the dragon, he also had the limit. He used this kind of vitality and Shouyuan's gun sacrifice again and again.
In the most popular words, you feel that your body is hollowed out.
Long Xiaoshan touched his nose helplessly.
I seem to have to abuse my body every time, as if it has become a habit.
He was subconsciously taken to take the elixir in the space ring to restore the injury, but the next moment, his face changed greatly.
The space ring is gone.
He raised his hand, and his hands were empty, and he didn't.
Long Xiaoshan could not perceive the breath of the space ring. It was his stuff, with his consciousness on it. Even if it was 10,000 meters, he could perceive it.
It's gone now.
The ring is lost.
Long Xiaoshan's face is extremely ugly. There is everything he came to the fairy world this time on the ring. Of course, it is impossible for the cultivators to put things on the space container.
Now the ring is lost, his precious elixir, spiritualware, runes, spirit grass ... are gone.
However, these things are lost.
It will not make Long Xiaoshan's face ugly.
These are just things outside the body, and it is gone, but the Holy Grail is also among them. The Holy Grail is stored in the spacecraft, which is his tool to return to the 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 quickly devoted himself to 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 Heishan City market, 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)