Just after entering the dungeon, before Li Jie had time to look through the memories in his mind, he felt a pain as if the marrow was being extracted from the bone.
His whole body was twitching unconsciously.
Suddenly, there was a strong wind behind him, and a figure quickly rushed to his side. Not long after, Li Jie felt that someone was applying acupuncture on his back.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The other party applied the acupuncture very quickly. After pricking the big acupuncture points on his back, the other party turned Li Jie's whole body over again and prepared to prick the acupuncture points on his chest.
But as soon as he turned his body over, the opponent's movements suddenly stopped, and then there was a sound of gasping for cold air.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to turn over, Li Jie also saw the face of the person coming.
The person who saved him was none other than Han Lao Mo. No, Han Lao Mo was still in his infancy.
With a really ordinary appearance, a young face, and dark skin, he gives the impression of a farm boy.
However, what is different from ordinary farm boys is that Han Laomo's eyes are firm and a little agile at the same time.
Soon, Old Demon Han regained his composure, and the silver needle pierced Li Jie's body like running water.
The acupuncture technique is a bit immature.
Li Jie endured the severe pain and made a comment silently in his heart.
At this time, Han Li was only a fourteen-year-old boy. Although his technique was not very skillful, he was very accurate in finding acupuncture points.
Being able to achieve this level is already very good.
"Who are you?"
Li Jie's eyes opened wider and he gritted his teeth.
While checking his pulse, Old Demon Han frowned and said, "I am from the God's Hand Valley. Stop talking and recover your strength first..."
"The medicine is in my arms."
Li Jie 'reluctantly' prepared to raise his arm, but his hand fell down before it was halfway raised. This action of raising his hand seemed to be an extremely difficult action for him to complete.
Upon hearing this, Han Li immediately took action, took out a small white jade bottle from Li Jie's arms, and then decisively opened the bottle cap.
However, when he smelled the fishy smell wafting from the bottle, his expression suddenly changed.
He knows this pill!
Marrow Pills, an extremely rare drug, stimulates the body's potential at the expense of lifespan. If the drug is stopped midway, it can range from total paralysis to death.
Even if you take the medicine on time every time, you will die from overdraft within ten years after taking the medicine for the first time.
Han Li briefly recounted the functions of the pills, and then glanced at Li Jie with complicated eyes, showing both admiration and pity.
"If you stop taking medicine, I can ask Doctor Mo to prepare another secret medicine for you. Although it can't save your entire life, you can still live for another twenty or thirty years, but your martial arts will not be preserved.
Already..."
"Are you going to take this pill or not?"
Hearing this question, Li Jie's eyes were sometimes filled with perseverance, sometimes determination, and sometimes fanaticism. The cycle repeated several times and he closed his eyes tightly.
He had to carefully check what was going on inside his body.
His mind sank into his body, and Li Jie's brows wrinkled unconsciously.
There is no doubt that the situation is dire.
From his perspective, the meridians in his body seemed to be flowing with vitality.
But all this is just an illusion.
Under the surface, his meridians were already in dilapidated condition, like dominoes. Once an external force intervened, his body would collapse in an instant.
The hidden injuries accumulated over a long period of time can explode in an instant, ranging from total loss of internal strength to death in severe cases.
You must not continue to take marrow extracting pills!
If he continues to take these magic potions, even Li Jie will not be able to restore his broken body.
After a moment, Li Jie suddenly opened his eyes and roared.
"break!"
As soon as he said these words, his aura dropped rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, his cultivation fell from the peak to the bottom.
At the same time, blood slowly overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
Li Jie took the initiative to waste all his internal strength!
Seeing this scene, Old Demon Han's eyes showed a look of horror, and at the same time, he secretly felt a feeling of admiration in his heart.
'Senior Brother Li, you are so courageous!'
Being in a different place, if it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to discard his hard-won skills so decisively.
Taking marrow-sucking pills will not only shorten your life span in the future, but you will also experience pain like cramps and marrow-sucking every time you take it.
Senior Brother Li's life-long skills are indeed hard-won.
After being stunned for a moment, Han Li quickly came to his senses. Now was not the time for him to be stunned. 'Senior Brother Li' had already taken effect from the medicine, and now he has disabled his martial arts, which can be said to be adding injury to injury.
Sure enough, before Han Li could take any further action, he saw 'Senior Brother Li' fainting.
At this time, Han Li was not the old devil Han who would do nothing to gain early in the future. When he saw his fellow disciples dying, he could not do nothing to save them.
Han Li sighed softly, leaned over and picked up Li Jie, and then hurried towards the Divine Hand Valley.
'Senior Brother Li' was seriously injured. There were no tools or medicinal materials in this wilderness. If he wanted to save people, he had to bring him back to the valley.
In fact, Li Jie did not completely lose consciousness. His behavior just now seemed dangerous, but his huge mental power allowed his control over the body to reach its peak.
Therefore, quitting martial arts did not make him more injured.
If he hadn't been able to perfectly control the Qi in his body, he wouldn't have given up his martial arts so easily.
As for why he pretended to be unconscious, it was naturally to test Han Laomo's character.
After experiencing many worlds, he is no longer the one who believes in the original work in everything. Novels are novels, and the real world is the real world.
There are similarities and differences between the two, which is not uncommon.
After a bumpy journey, Han Li rushed to the base camp carrying Li Jie on his back. Fortunately, Doctor Mo had gone out, otherwise, he would not have dared to lead people into the valley rashly.
After placing 'Senior Brother Li' on the bed and settling down, Han Li immediately went to the medicine cabinet, whispering the names of the medicinal materials while rummaging through the cabinets to grab the medicinal materials.
Not long after, wisps of medicinal fragrance floated over the Shenshou Valley.
Squeak!
Han Li pushed the door open with the medicinal soup he had just brewed. At that moment, Li Jie woke up from his coma.
He turned his neck with difficulty and looked at Han Lidao.
"Where is this?"
"God's Hand Valley." Han Li said bluntly: "You fell into a coma just now. I didn't have anything else in my hand except the silver needle, so I brought you back."
"The medicine is just ready, drink it while it's hot."
As Han Li spoke, he handed the medicinal soup to Li Jie.
Obviously, he had no intention of feeding it himself.
"Here……"
Li Jie smiled bitterly and glanced at his arm.
"Forget it, let me feed you."
Han Li shook his head helplessly. He really didn't realize just now that it was a blessing that 'Senior Brother Li' was not dead after suffering such heavy injuries. How could he still have the strength to drink medicine by himself?
A good person goes to the end and sends Buddha to the West. Since he has saved the other party, he doesn't care whether he is given medicine or not.