Jiang Wen lay motionless on the ground, feeling the harsh sunlight shining directly from the sky, silently enduring the scorching heat, while silently counting the time in his heart.
If I remember correctly, he has been lying here for three months.
During these three months, the only thing he did was to move his body from a protruding stone to the grass one meter away, so that he could at least lie down more comfortably.
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In three months, he moved one meter, which is only one centimeter per day on average. This is Jiang Wen's current situation, with his whole body paralyzed.
The reason why he ended up like this starts from the day when he escaped from the Ancient Holy Land in the Purple Sun Chariot.
At that time, he drove the Ziyang Chariot and broke into a space crack, trying to escape from the clutches of the Cang Xie Patriarch. Although the Cang Xie Patriarch was held back by an adult god-eating insect, he casually waved a killing sword energy.
, but it struck the body of the incarnation of the thunder dragon solidly.
In the past, Jiang Wen used the Zhuxian Sword Qi to fight against others, but now it was finally his turn to suffer.
The supreme supernatural power, the Immortal Killing Sword Qi, was unleashed from the hands of Patriarch Cangxie, and its power was hundreds and thousands of times more powerful than it was in his hands. With just one strike of the sword, most of the life of the thunder dragon incarnation was cut off.
Although Jiang Wen reacted in time and used the energy of Ziyang Chariot, the Heavenly Treasure, to suppress the sword energy, he only lasted for half a day before the Zhuxian sword energy entrenched in the thunder dragon's incarnation finally broke out and exploded to pieces.
Although Jiang Wen had taken sufficient defensive measures at that time, he was still shocked by the aftermath of the Zhuxian sword energy and fell into a coma. When he woke up again, he found himself paralyzed and lying in this strange place.
He used the power of his spiritual mind to examine his whole body, and soon discovered that his entire body had been almost crushed to pieces by the Zhuxian Sword Qi. Almost no part of his flesh, flesh and bones was intact.
If it weren't for the black-yellow Hongmeng Yuanqi in the Dantian Zifu, which preserved his soul and life force, he might have died countless times.
He tried to repair his body and take the spring water of life, but he soon found out that it was completely in vain.
Within its body, there are tiny fragments of Zhuxian Sword Qi remaining in the bones and flesh of the whole body. Any energy that comes close to it will be shaken away.
Not only that, every other hour, these fragments of the Zhuxian Sword Qi will run wildly in the body, constantly destroying the meridians everywhere. For three months, it has almost never stopped. If this continues, sooner or later, his body will...
The body will completely collapse, and then he will have to seize the body again, or directly choose to be reincarnated.
In desperation, Jiang Wen tried to take out a drop of the innate pure Yang energy he had collected from the Holy Land of Taichu, diluted it with a large amount of life spring water, and then drank it.
The life force contained in this innate pure yang energy is a hundred times richer than the life spring water. Even if it is diluted by the life spring water, it is still extremely powerful. Doing this is undoubtedly drinking poison to quench thirst, which is equivalent to using the body as a magical treasure to practice, not to mention
The process is so dangerous and the pain alone is unbearable.
Fortunately, this approach was effective. The energy contained in the innate pure Yang Qi suppressed the Zhuxian Sword Qi, and his body began to slowly recover.
For three whole months, his body became a battlefield, with one force constantly destroying and another force constantly repairing, fighting a protracted battle. This process was naturally extremely painful and almost made him want to die.
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This approach of risking death and living later is indeed very effective.
After more than three months, the remaining Zhuxian Sword Qi in the body has finally disappeared, and most of the damaged muscles and bones have recovered, and one arm can even move.
According to his estimation, it may take just half a month for him to fully recover.
Thinking silently in his heart, he tried his best to move his head slightly, and all he could see was the endless blue-gray grassland, sparsely populated.
He didn't know where this place was, but it was so desolate. For three full months, he didn't even see a single person, not even a slightly larger monster.
If it weren't for the faint aura of fairy spirits in the air, he would even doubt that he was no longer in the fairy world.
Fortunately, he successfully left the battlefield of gods and demons, and he has Hongmeng vitality in his body, which can conceal the secrets of heaven. No amount of budget deduction techniques can find his exact location. If Patriarch Cangxie wants to find him again, he will undoubtedly have a very good chance.
Easily.
Just when he closed his eyes and wanted to rest for a while, he suddenly seemed to sense something and suddenly opened his eyes wide. There was a faint flash of light in his pupils, and he stared at the grass in the distance without blinking.
His location was at the top of a towering hill, where he could have an unobstructed view of the surrounding scenery.
Not long after, several shrill screams were heard from the meadow in the distance, and then black spots appeared one after another in the grass. There were as many as twenty or thirty, and they were arranged in formation, slowly surrounding him.
Come up.
Although his body was paralyzed, his spirit had fully recovered during three months of recuperation, and it shrouded it directly, making the black spots clearly visible.
It turned out to be a weird wolf monster with scales and double tails. Each one was as big as an adult tiger. When it screamed, the scales on its body would stand up and it would tremble violently, making it extremely ferocious.
Obviously, these were wolves on the grassland. They smelled Jiang Wen's scent and followed him all the way.
These weird wolf monsters are not very strong, and most of them only have the cultivation level of Dharma Realm. There is only one wolf king with a certain leader, whose strength has reached the level of the One-Calamity Loose Immortal, which poses a slight threat to Jiang Wen.
Seeing the wolves attacking, Jiang Wen's eyes flashed with coldness, and he slowly waved his movable arm towards the rock beside him, broke off a rock, and grabbed it in the palm of his hand.
At this time, Jiang Wen's spiritual power swept around, and he saw that those weird wolf monsters had arrived no more than ten feet away from him. The first few wolf monsters stared with blood-red eyes and opened their mouths full of sharp fangs.
He rushed toward him, feeling a disgusting smell blowing in his face.
Jiang Wen's face was expressionless, but the fingers that were holding the stone suddenly loosened, like the tight bow strings suddenly loosening. The boulder in his hand broke into dozens of pieces, and shot out like an arrow from the string.
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The sound of "whooshing" broke through the air loudly, and the gravel suddenly turned into dense dense sword light and shot out from above, hitting the heads of the weird wolf monsters around like a rain of flowers, and let out a "poof" sound.
"Poof" muffled sound.
The wolf demons that had already rushed in front of Jiang Wen immediately let out screams like metal friction, and flew backwards more than ten feet away. They lay on the ground, and then saw countless streaks of blood shooting out of their bodies.
The spring soon lost its breath.
Although his magic power was abolished and he was reduced to a mortal again, his power of spiritual thoughts was still strong, and his understanding of the way of swordsmanship and the way of space had not diminished by half. This was something that Patriarch Cang Xie could not take away from him no matter what.
Even if his body is paralyzed and only one arm can be used, based on his swordsmanship and control of the power of space, the ordinary One-Calamity Loose Immortal is no match for him.
Those dozens of wolf demons were either shot through the head by rocks and died on the spot, or were shot through the abdomen and seriously injured. After leaving their bodies on the ground, they quickly fled and disappeared without a trace.
For a moment, the blue-grey grassland hills returned to calm, and Jiang Wen was still the only one left...
Jiang Wen's expression was calm, as if he had long been accustomed to this, but his eyes flickered as he was thinking about something.
After an unknown amount of time, the sun set, and the afterglow of the sunset illuminated the grassland like a dream kingdom. The dense mist began to steam on the grassland, and began to change its shape under the breeze.
Jiang Wen watched this gorgeous scene countless times during the days he lay on the ground, but he still had a strong and shocking feeling.
Suddenly, Jiang Wen's expression changed, and there was a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face. Someone actually appeared.
After a while, a rumbling sound came from the east direction, mixed with the faint noise of horse hooves and vehicles. It seemed that a large number of people and horses were passing quickly nearby.
Jiang Wen's power of spiritual thought was explored, and after a while, he exclaimed in a low voice: "Barbarian monk!? Could it be that this is the southern barbarian pole among the ten lands of the nine states in the immortal world?"