The old man carried Jin Yang back to the village and took good care of him. The people in the village were kind and simple. When he heard that the old doctor had brought back a seriously injured person, he pieced together a lot of herbs and utensils and even helped him when he was overwhelmed.

The old man takes care of Jin Yang together

For several days, Jin Yang has been suffering from a high fever. Based on the old man's experience, he knew that this was a good sign. As long as the high fever subsided, the person's life would be saved.

Three days have passed since he was in coma. During this period, the old man changed Jin Yang's medicine three times. The swelling on Jin Yang's body has subsided a lot, the high fever has also begun to subside, and wounds of all sizes are slowly healing. Seeing that the patient is getting better,

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, finally saving a life

Next to the old man squatted a little boy with a tiger-like head. He watched the old man stir up the fire and cook the medicine with his eyes wide open, and asked the old man boringly.

"Grandpa, when will big brother wake up?"

"Haha, it's coming soon, it's just these two days," the old man kindly answered his grandson's question.

"Then grandpa, why can my eldest brother eat meat all the time while lying on the bed and doing nothing?"

The little boy pouted, obviously dissatisfied with this guy who had to eat meat while lying down and doing nothing. He had to do a lot of work every day! He didn't get meat every day.

"Because my eldest brother is injured and needs to replenish his body so that the injury can heal as soon as possible," the old man explained patiently.

"Oh, I see. If you are injured, you can eat meat every day. It's really good to be injured." The boy suddenly understood.

"Hey! You brat! There's nothing to envy about being injured. After you finish your work and have nothing to do, go and practice the moves that grandpa taught you thirty times. You have the talent to practice fighting spirit. If you practice martial arts, you will be able to regain your strength in the future.

What's more, you can eat as much as you want when the time comes!" The old man gave his grandson a chestnut and drove him to the backyard to let him exercise.

Looking at his grandson running to the backyard with a wooden stick, the old man gently fanned the fire, his thoughts a little wandering.

The old man is very proud of this grandson. On this continent, those who can practice fighting spirit and magic are only one in a million. As long as they practice hard, they are very likely to make achievements and become nobles in the future!

The old man shook his head and sighed. He had joined the army and fought in the war and traveled to many places. His personal experience told him that without strength, he would always be a pariah.

Once, he witnessed the fall of his comrades one by one, which made him realize the cheapness and despicability of human life; on the battlefield, the empire never cared about how many ordinary soldiers died, they only cared about those generals and elites with fighting spirit! These

People become the winners most likely to survive in the war.

The old man has great expectations for his grandson. Having fighting spirit is a pass to enter the upper class society! And there may not be even one person with this kind of talent in 10,000 people!

Because they are only one in a million, these people are the key targets of protection in the army, and they are also elites in the mercenary world. No matter how bad they are, they can become bandits and become leaders, right?

"Oh, I don't want to think about it anymore. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. The medicine has been prepared. It's time to give him medicine."

The old man patted the dust on his body and slowly entered the house with the medicine stove.

…

The groggy Jin Yang slowly regained consciousness. When consciousness returned, the pain was instantly transmitted to the brain through the nerves throughout the body. Jin Yang couldn't help but take a long breath in pain.

Opening your eyes, you see a roof made of logs in front of you. The thick logs are strong and stable. The room is warm and dry. The furniture in the room is all handmade wood. There are no gorgeous patterns or fine carvings, but it is simple and practical.

The structure, thick and stable shape, looks more warm and reassuring. Warm sunlight shines through the window and diffuses on the tabletop and floor. The light woody fragrance mixes with the sunlight, telling the happiness of the owner of the wooden house.

After a brief look, and then at the bandaged body, Jin Yang knew that he had been saved. Although he didn't know who saved him, as long as he had the ability, he would definitely repay this benefactor in the future! But thinking of Celia,

Thinking of the pain and tears in her eyes, my heart will twitch violently

"Xiaoya! You must wait for me! The Dragon Clan!! I, Jin Yang, swear that I will kill all the evil dragons!! Serokas! Homio! I will make you regret everything you have done! I will make you regret living here.

In this world!! Cramps and bones! All souls are destroyed!!!”

Jin Yang's eyes were terrifyingly cold, and there was endless hatred and anger in his deep, dark pupils, giving people a contradictory feeling of violence and calmness!

If a person's anger reaches the limit, it will not be an angry roar and destruction, but a terrifying calmness and silence! When this anger breaks out, it is unstoppable! This is what Jin Yang is like at this time

Closing his eyes and burying his hatred and anger in his heart, Jin Yang began to check his injuries. The two giant dragons did not launch any mental attacks on Jin Yang, so his mental power was still there. He slowly mobilized his Jing at the level of a junior great mage.

Divine power, looking inside the body

Compared with the strength of the mid-level Holy Stage of the body, this mental power is much weaker. The strength can be quickly improved by relying on external objects and opportunities, but the mental power can only rely on daily accumulation and improvement little by little. Jin Yang's current mental power level is still

Relying on the heaven-defying effects of the "Nine Turns of the Sun", if he had allowed himself to meditate and accumulate, he would not have been able to reach his current level within five or six years.

The spiritual power was slowly flowing down from the head like running water, and Jin Yang couldn't help but frowned at the beginning. The magic core that was originally like a crystal diamond in his brain actually shattered into powder.

"The magic core actually shattered! Then you won't be able to use magic in the future. It's a pity..."

Jin Yang didn't know that Homio's last blow was mainly to attack the magic core. For Warcraft, the fragmentation of the magic core was equivalent to being completely destroyed, and Homio's purpose at that time was to completely defeat Jin Yang. It can be seen that

His heart is so vicious!

"Magic can only be the icing on the cake for me. My main combat power is still in the Golden Crow Divine Body! The fragmentation of the magic core can't hurt my roots!" Jin Yang soon felt relieved, and his mental power slowly decreased.

Go around and check every part of your body

"I didn't expect that the damage to the meridians would be so serious!"

His brows furrowed deeper. With the exploration of his mental power, Jin Yang found that the meridians in his body had been completely deformed. They were wider and narrower. They were severely blocked and the toughness of the meridians was also much weaker.

The spiritual power of Jing continued to extend downward. When the spiritual power of Jing scanned the Dantian, Jin Yang's expression was obviously stagnant, full of disbelief.

"...How...how could this happen!! He actually returned to his roots and condensed his blood into eggs!"

After seeing the golden egg in his dantian, Jin Yang was stunned by this sudden change. According to the inherited memory, he understood what this egg represented. This egg not only contained all the power of his bloodline, but also

The space bead of the hibiscus tree was wrapped in it. Jin Yang never expected that such a thing would happen to him.

"What should I do!? Blood coagulation means that you can't practice the "Nine Revolutions of the Sun" with your blood, and you can't even transform back into your original form. What's the difference between this and a useless person!"

Such a fact made Jin Yang unable to accept it. Unwilling to accept it, Jin Yang searched for relevant memories over and over again, hoping to find a way to unlock the blood-coagulated egg.

"There are only two solutions. One is to rely on huge power to break through the egg membrane and restore the blood; the other is to commit suicide! Directly complete the return to one's origin and reshape the egg!" Jin Yang frowned even more tightly, thinking with a livid face.

"The first method is as difficult as climbing to the sky for me now! Power? Where can I get the power now? If the magic core is intact, there may be hope, but the magic core has been shattered into powder and cannot be stored at all.

Magic! The meridians in the body are in a mess again... Do you want to turn back into a bird egg? It will take thousands of years to be reborn. At that time, there will be no talk of revenge to save Xiaoya. Even the lifespan of the dragon clan will be over.

!”

Thinking of this, Jin Yang's face turned pale. How could he accept being asked to give up on Xiaoya!! He was unwilling to do so! He was unwilling to do so!!

With his body tense and veins looming on his forehead, Jin Yang kept taking deep breaths and warning himself

"I have to calm down and can't give up!! There must be another way that I haven't thought of! There must be more! There must be!!... Breathe... Breathe... Breathe..."

Lying on the bed, Jin Yang's expression was sometimes ferocious and terrifying, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour, and sometimes he was smiling soothingly, like a man and woman in love. Sadness, crying, laughter, and hoarse roars, these different emotions constantly appeared on Jin Yang's face.

, pulling the scars on his face and bleeding out dark red blood

I don’t know how long it took, but Jin Yang, who was slowly relieved, was covered with sweat on his forehead and panting slowly. Due to the tightness of his muscles, many wounds on his body were cracked, and blood stains appeared on the bandages.

After some psychological struggle, Jin Yang finally defeated the despair, his heart became firmer, and his mental power became much more solidified. This can be said to be an inner demon. Jin Yang's experience is shallow and his temperament is not mature enough. From then on, he and Celie

When we are together with Ya, we can see that his attitude towards life of eating, drinking, having fun, and waiting to die can be described as a very low mood.

The rapid improvement in strength, coupled with this incident, directly induced the inevitable emergence of inner demons! After experiencing this inner demon tribulation, it was a transformation for Jin Yang, from childish and frivolous to gradually becoming mature and steady.

The mind is tired, and the weak body makes people more likely to feel sleepy. Jin Yang fell into a hazy drowsiness.
Chapter completed!