"Ahem, cough, cough, it was originally a good adventure trip. After this serious injury, all the results have at least played the same role as originally planned. It is true that blessings and misfortunes never come alone." The seriously injured monk showed a trace of his face.
A helpless expression.
However, the most important thing for him at the moment is still healing. With his injuries to this extent, it is also quite a troublesome thing for a monk in the transformation stage.
As a monk in the transformation stage, the physical body is the condensed essence of one's cultivation, and it should be the most steadfast barrier and place of battle.
But after a series of tests, it was like a worn-out sack, on the verge of breaking at any time, and in urgent need of repair.
There are densely packed small wounds everywhere in the seven meridians and eight meridians. Whenever you try to run a Great Zhoutian, your spiritual power and half-finished mana will be like being in a broken house with air leaks everywhere, with half the effort and half the effort. The final chance of success is
It won't be more than a third of the way.
The internal organs, which are particularly important to monks, are also miserable. Being able to play half of their role is extremely lucky.
As for the physical body, which serves as the first layer of defense, it suddenly looks like there are numerous large and small wounds everywhere. However, under the self-regulation of the physical body, it has basically healed, leaving only a red blood scab.
The mana was also due to excessive injuries to the physical body and excessive consumption in previous battles. There was only a thin layer left in the Dantian, which could not supply the needs of the physical body.
"Before going to the Colorful Continent, Zhao also purchased some fifth-level low-grade healing elixirs and elixirs used to restore the mana in the Dantian." Zhao Shoushou carefully took out a water-blue water attribute elixir specially used for healing.
Swallow it into your belly and start refining it.
The elixir melted in his mouth, and a strange fragrance filled his body through his mouth and nose. Under the influence of this fragrance, his body was like a hungry gluttonous beast, going crazy.
Swallowing the elixir that entered the body.
Whenever the power of the elixir penetrates his body, Zhao Shoushou can easily feel waves of relief, and the recovery of his injuries is also very obvious.
Among them, under Zhao Shoushou's focus, the seven meridians and eight meridians have recovered most obviously, and some minor wounds have begun to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.
For monks, the physical body is a container, and the meridians are the channels used to fill the container. If the seven meridians and eight meridians are not restored, other injuries will definitely be half the result with half the effort.
Whenever any minor injury is restored to its original state, Zhao Shoushou can easily feel the spiritual power during the operation of the Great Zhoutian. The amount of mana leaked is reduced. As the mana increases, other injuries will recover naturally.
There will also be a significant improvement, which is a two-way promotion effect.
Although these injuries are more difficult, as long as you calm down and have enough time, you can naturally recover as before. For a monk in the transformation stage, from the moment he wakes up, it means that the most dangerous time has passed, and his combat effectiveness
It will improve step by step during the recovery process.
One year, two years, three years, Zhao Shoushou's retreat lasted until the eighth year before it came to an end. By this time, his strength had returned to 70% to 80%.
At this time, the battle between Black Iron Castle and Peiling Gate has not stopped, and because the number of monks killed has increased, the hatred between the two sides is naturally irresolvable.
In these years, a total of five Nascent Soul monks have died, including two from the Peiling Sect and three from the Black Iron Castle. This is already a big loss for both parties. Generally speaking, the Peiling Sect
It still has a certain upper hand.
After years of solid development, although there are no late-stage Yuanying monks in charge, with the help of several treasures left behind by Zhao Shoushou, Wan'er's strength is comparable to ordinary late-stage monks.
After being hit one after another, Zhao Ying'er changed her past lively, cute and innocent image, and almost transformed into a hunter who fought bravely forward. From her personality to her dressing up, she realized all transformations from the inside out. The last one
It was in his hands that the early Nascent Soul monks of Black Iron Castle perished.
Hunting down a monk of the same level, even with the help of some of Zhao Shoushou's trump cards, still costs a lot.
At this time, the core of the competition between the two sects has become the fight for Zhao Ying'er's birth of a pair of twins, one with heavenly spiritual roots and one with earthly spiritual roots. If they are seriously cultivated in the future, they will at least be two Nascent Soul stage monks.
, the stage of becoming a god is also expected to be competed for.
"Ying'er, are you really determined to take back the two children?" On Peiling Mountain, because she has been controlling Peiling Gate for a longer time, Wan'er also changed her past image and became more majestic.
In the years since Zhao Shoushou left, she has endured major pressure.
"Please mother, Ying'er will definitely not let the two children live outside." In addition to Zhao Ying'er's face becoming serious, a scar that has not healed is also clearly visible on the left side of her face.
"Well, I guess your father is coming back soon, and he should personally take charge of this matter." Only when Zhao Shoushou was mentioned, Wan'er's face showed a trace of relaxation.
"It is said in the world of cultivation that my father has died in the explosion of the space channel. Is it possible that his father is still alive?" Zhao Ying'er had a look of complete disbelief.
"If it weren't for your father who is still alive, why have the monks of the Black Iron Castle never shown up? Are we allowed to hunt the other's Nascent Soul stage? Ying'er, you have to remember that the world of cultivation is always based on strength.
"Your honor," Wan'er said earnestly on the side.
"Why has there been no news from my father all these years? Why has he never shown up to support the child?" When she said this, there was inevitably some blame in Zhao Ying'er's tone.
"Although your father has not died, he has been severely injured. He must have been hiding in a secret location to heal his wounds these years. If he came forward, how would you have the chance to see clearly the intentions of Black Iron Castle? You would also place all your hopes on him.
Above Lord Hei Yi? If one day your father ascends to the spiritual world or falls under a catastrophe, who can provide you with protection?" Wan'er looked like she hated iron.
No heavy hammer is needed to play the drum. After experiencing a series of blows, Zhao Ying'er has grown a lot. The previous words were just because of a moment of confusion.
"My father's safety is more important than anything else. Only now can I understand his hard work. Otherwise, with the cultivation resources he left behind, how could he still be stuck in the early stage of Nascent Soul?" Zhao Ying'er sighed deeply.
Some things can only be understood after experiencing them.