After a whole day of escaping, from being in high spirits early in the morning, to now Chu Lang felt hungry and tired, and his spirit was even nervous and a little nervous. Even if a little rabbit suddenly ran out in front, Chu Lang would be stunned.
Lang's face turned pale in fright, and he fell to the ground. He was really being bullied by a rabbit.
Chu Lang recalled the two attacks just now, and believed that the second attack caused Huang Shengtian to directly lose the ability to pursue him.
The first time it hit his palm, the second time I didn't find where it hit, but it must not be a good place, otherwise Huang Shengtian would not have chased him. With his Qinggong movement, he had no real sense to face him
In Yuan's situation, he could be killed in a snap of his fingers.
Could it be that he estimated that he could use that kind of attack again? Chu Lang was enjoying the pain, thinking in his mind that he could defeat a master who had cultivated in the Recasting Realm. No matter how high the price was, what would it matter?
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Chu Lang didn't know where to go. Anyway, when he encountered a big tree in the forest, he ran into it, regardless of whether there were ferocious beasts or poisonous snakes inside.
The weather gradually improved as we went south, and the temperature became much warmer. The originally gray sky became a little brighter at this moment. Chu Lang moved slowly, and his consciousness was a little blurry, but he still walked mechanically, with a dead branch and a cane in his hand.
I struggled to open the vines in front of me to create a path.
If it were normal, this jungle of vines measuring several feet would not have been able to be cut into a broad avenue dozens of feet wide with just a snap of a finger.
Chu Lang didn't dare to stop and kept walking toward the southwest.
It was already a scorching sun in the sky, and it was approaching noon. Chu Lang came to a small stream, took some water and drank it. His body had lost consciousness and he could not move his limbs.
Now I am afraid that ordinary people can kill themselves, and they still have the kind of helplessness to watch the knife cutting their own throats without being able to react. At most, they only feel severe pain.
Chu Lang stretched out his limbs and fell down by the stream. The cold stream flowed through Chu Lang's limbs and everywhere in his body, constantly relieving Chu Lang's tired nerves and muscles.
The cold and comfortable feeling made Chu Lang couldn't help but groan. This feeling was so comfortable that even if he died at this moment, it would be worth it.
Chu Lang turned his face slightly and took a sip of the stream water. He was too lazy to do anything anymore. He just wanted to have a good sleep. He hadn't had a good rest all day and night, and besides, the real energy in his body was empty at the moment.
Unknowingly, Chu Lang's tense heartstrings slowly relaxed, and he actually had the drowsy thought of falling asleep.
An unexpected sudden change in the Dantian last night caused the nine channels of zhenqi to merge into one. Early this morning, the zhenqi in the body was completely depleted, so much so that at this moment, he no longer had the strength to move a finger.
The flesh and blood body has just adapted to the innate qi of the innate realm, but in fact, the flesh, blood and skeletal hardware parts have not really reached the innate realm. Therefore, Chu Lang has the phenomenon of inability to succeed in the innate qi. After he has truly reached the innate realm, the true qi in his body
An internal cycle is formed continuously, continuously supplying the output of true energy. However, Chu Lang has not really mastered the practice yet. Secondly, the ice spirit finger used is extremely depleting of true energy. Furthermore, the opponent is a terrifying Recast Realm cultivation master.
Factors led to Chu Lang's collapsed body at this moment.
The stream flowed by, washing the tired muscles and nerves of Chu Lang's limbs. Since he came to this world and entered this body, it was the first time that Chu Lang had no trace of true energy in his body.
The wound on his shoulder had slowly scabbed and healed. Chu Lang didn't notice any changes on his body, and he didn't know when he started. Every time he suffered a sword wound, he healed very quickly.
The stream washed away the blood stains on Chu Lang's clothes. The originally bright red clothes had slowly faded away. After a while, no blood stains were visible nearby, leaving only a small hole in the clothes.
Ethereal is the best way to describe this moment. Although the face is tired, it is peaceful and peaceful.
There is peace between heaven and earth, just like the face of Chu Lang who is sleeping at this moment is peaceful and peaceful.
The sound of a woman playing like a green warbler came from the distance, intermittent, and the sound seemed to be coming in the direction of Chu Lang.
"Brother, look, the scenery here is so beautiful. I was so bored staying in the villa all day, doing nothing but practicing martial arts. Fortunately, I sneaked out with you." The woman kept shouting in a delicate voice.
"Sister, you have been so lazy all day, don't practice martial arts, and like to have fun. You won't have many skills to travel in the world in the future. It will be very dangerous." The man's voice sighed.
"My martial arts isn't bad either. Except for masters who are in the Recasting Realm, I'm really not afraid of anyone else." The woman hummed, obviously very confident in her own martial arts.
"Really? With your level, I want to have a good talk with my aunt when I get back. If she doesn't teach you a lesson, I think my aunt is the only one in the whole villa who can deal with you, huh." The man was very dissatisfied with this.
My younger sister has never practiced martial arts well. Although she has good talent, she has an unstable temperament and is naturally restless.
"Hey, brother, look, there seems to be a person by the creek. Is he dead?" The woman saw Chu Lang lying motionless by the creek from a distance, and thought Chu Lang was a dead person.
Between the sky and the earth, in the distance, a stream meanders through a plain grassland. There is a man lying quietly by the stream, with disheveled hair, and his appearance cannot be seen clearly.
But at this moment, Chu Lang was really like a dead person. The only difference was that he could still breathe weakly from his nose and mouth, but Chu Lang had already fallen asleep. The extreme escape exhausted Chu Lang's energy.
The true energy backfired on Chu Lang's body, and he was immediately stunned.
If the blood-red bead in the Dantian inside his body had not quickly rotated and absorbed the true energy, Chu Lang's internal meridians might have been damaged.
Chu Lang didn't know that he was being carried back by a strange man at this time. The woman pestered her brother to take this not-so-handsome young man on the road with her, begging her aunt for help. She listened intently to Chu Lang's weak breathing, and the woman kept beside him.
He urged his brother to walk faster.
It is a small natural valley formed by mountains on all sides. The mountains are rugged and rocky. The mountains are covered with large, vigorous and green trees. There are flowers all over the mountains and fields. There is a green bamboo forest in front of the flat land on one side of the valley, and a small river flows through the courtyard of the thatched cottage.
In front of the door, several plum trees were in full bloom, and an open lawn was naturally formed under the plum trees. There was a stone table on one side of the lawn, and four knee-high stone piers were placed around it.
Not far from the hut, there is a small vegetable garden, a small fenced yard, a small table, and several rows of flower stands, which are filled with various flowers. In this season, we can see so many strange flowers, which is considered a blessing.
The character and persistence of this owner are outstanding.
The air is filled with all kinds of fragrant flowers and plants, and the beautiful mountains and clear waters can still be seen in this season. It must be said that the geographical location here is unique.
The water flowing out of the stream is warm, and its source is a natural stone spring. There is a flaming vein at the bottom of the stone mountain. Warm water emerges from the stone spring all year round, so that in the depth of winter, the valley is still warm and warm, and the flowers and plants are fragrant and lush.
The valley is very quiet. A beautiful woman in her thirties is currently experimenting with some herbs with a focused expression. Her hair on her forehead has been wet with sweat, but she has no time to pay attention to it. She looks at the little girl with a solemn look on her face.
Medicines being brewed in medicine jars.
boom!
The small medicine jar seemed to be filled with energy and exploded in an instant. This was the third time this happened, and it seemed that it still failed.
Dong Xiangyun would go out of Linye Village to this small valley every day to refine some elixirs. If he refined them, he would provide some for the young disciples who came to the villa.
It was already the third day since I came here, but there was no progress in refining the elixir. Feeling depressed, I packed up the scattered things in the small courtyard and sat on a chair to rest.
Dong Xiaoyue pestered her brother Dong He to go out to Linye Village to see her aunt Dong Xiangyun, but she saw Chu Lang unconscious on the way and took him to Dong Xiangyun's thatched cottage in a small valley.
"Aunt, aunt, please quickly see if this kid can still survive?" Dong Xiaoyue frowned and said hurriedly.
Dong Xiaoyue is not very tall, about 1.68 meters tall, with a small cherry mouth under a straight nose, oval face, eyebrow-length bangs, and fair skin full of playfulness and cuteness.
"Xiaoyue, Dong He, why are you here again? Didn't I tell you that I would go back in a few days? Dong He, you are so serious, you dare to take Xiaoyue out of town alone. If anything happens, you will be responsible
Are you up?" Dong Xiangyun glanced at the unconscious Chu Lang with a cold face, looked at Dong He and cursed.
"Aunt, don't talk about my brother. It's me who insists on pestering my brother to take me out of town. I haven't been out of town for a long time. I practice martial arts every day. I'm bored to death. And there's that Xie Zixin who keeps pestering me all day long.
People get upset when they see her, huh." Dong Xiaoyue complained a lot in one breath, and it seemed that she was really bored in the family.
"You, you are so good at acting coquettishly. You are so old and you are still ignorant. After this year, your father will arrange a marriage for you. I think the boy from the Xie family must be a candidate, so you don't want to be married during this period.
Always refuse other people's invitations." Dong Xiangyun stepped forward slowly, rubbed his finger on Dong Xiaoyue's fair forehead and cursed with a smile.
"I don't want to get married. I want to stay with my aunt. If my aunt doesn't get married, I will marry anyone. Even if I do, I will marry with my aunt. I will marry whoever my aunt marries."
"Dong Xiaoyue said with a smile on her face.
"Ghost girl, what nonsense are you talking about? Who is this boy?" Dong Xiangyun asked, pointing to Chu Lang who was unconscious on the chair that Dong He had placed.
"We don't know either. We saw this kid lying by the creek on the way here. We tried to wake him up, but he seemed to be deeply asleep. He couldn't wake up no matter how hard he screamed or pushed." Dong He shook his head and said.
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"Oh, let me take a look." Dong Xiangyun heard what Dong He said and put his hand on Chu Lang's meridians with a look of curiosity.