Coma, in many cases, is the body's final form of protection for itself.
After a long, long time, the wind seal finally annihilated all the bugs in the man's body, connected his meridians, and eliminated all the poison.
However, his flesh and blood has been greatly depleted. Even if the spiritual power of the Spiritual Transformation Sutra has the magical effect of bringing flesh and bones from death to life, it cannot be replenished in just three seconds. However, this person is a human-level cultivator, and his physique is far better than that of ordinary people. His Dantian is restricted.
Once the disease is relieved, all the meridians will be healed, and the Yuan Gong will heal itself. You will be fully recovered within ten months at most.
With the spiritual power of the Transformation Sutra, the man slowly woke up. The moment he opened his eyes and saw the wind seal, he smiled to himself and said: "I am not dead after all. It is true that God always protects good people."
Feng Yin was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Good people will never die, and they will never die."
There was a warm smile in the man's eyes and he said, "Yes, good people will never die."
He said word for word: "There is no perfect path for people, let alone the path for good people."
At this moment, the piety in his tone was many times more firm than what Feng Yin said!
Feng Yin almost wanted to hold his forehead and sigh, but after a while he said: "Brother, it was me who saved you. It took a lot of effort. What does it have to do with God?"
The man said firmly: "It was God who sent you to save me. This is God's will. God always helps good people."
Fengyin: "..."
How dare I feel so tired that I seem to have saved you, but I didn’t get any credit at all?
"But this friend's life-saving grace will be unforgettable in my writing. The rest of my life will be the time to make up for it!"
Wen Shumo said seriously and solemnly.
"As long as you have a destiny, you will not give up even if you die!"
Feng Yin was still treating his wounds by himself and said without raising his head, "You forgot one thing, as long as it doesn't violate conscience and morality."
Wen Wenmo laughed loudly and said: "Thousands of sails have been through it all, and I am used to seeing good and evil things in ancient and modern times. I have experienced all kinds of things in the world, but the human heart is the hardest to bully! Little brother, how can you let me do things that are against conscience and morality!"
He was actually shown off his literary talents again!
Feng Yin really wants to memorize Tang poems and Song lyrics from his previous life on the spot, which will shock you to death!
Show poetry in front of this time traveler, you really don’t know how high the sky is and how high it is!
Feng Yin patted Wen Mo's belly in a rare annoyance and said faintly: "I can heal myself."
Even though his life was saved, he still only wanted to show off his literary talents instead of doing exercises to heal his injuries...
Feng Yin really didn't expect that by doing some random good deeds, he would save a man who was about to die, but this man turned out to be a strange flower.
This is a real guy who "puts his life and death at risk and will carry out his pretense to the end". He and a certain type of person who "loves beauty to death" can be said to be in harmony for a while, beyond imagination!
In fact, Wen Wenmo never thought of healing his injuries at all. He was severely wounded and injured before, and his condition was even worse than that of a dying person. After just a short while, he was able to heal his injuries by himself?!
No one can imagine it, no one can believe it!
However, as he tried to mobilize his spiritual energy and move his body, he immediately felt the turbulent waves in his Dantian. He had already recovered more than half of his energy, and the movement of his body was not blocked at all. What's more, his body seemed to be soaked in an infinite amount of energy.
With vitality, the body riddled with holes is constantly repairing itself.
As the spiritual energy continued to flow, he could even see with the naked eye that his muscles, which had been eaten by insects, were slowly squirming, and fresh and healthy granulations were constantly growing out. The so-called flesh and white bones from the dead,
That's probably all it is, right?
I was so shocked that I fell into a subtle atmosphere of dumbfoundedness, soullessness, and even forgot to perform the exercises. Suddenly I groaned, but I was knocked back by the spiritual power in my meridians, and I was almost injured.
He hurriedly resumed the operation of his skills and body, and praised himself: "It is really a means of creation. It is said that an extraordinary person has the ability to give birth to dead people and turn flesh and bones into white bones. I didn't expect that it would be truly demonstrated in me today."
He still chanted to himself: "I heard that there were medical immortals in ancient times who could bring people back to life as easily as they could. But now that I see the hand of rejuvenation, I know that people today are better than before!"
Fengyin: "..."
He finally determined one thing.
The scholar Mo in front of me is a patient, and he is very sick, terminally ill, and deeply ill into his soul!
This disease has a famous name: "If you don't show off, you will die"!
This text and calligraphy book is definitely so sick that it has penetrated into my bones and penetrated into my soul. This is how I pretend to be with me like the wind!
With a dark face, he turned to look at Yu Weiran, and saw the couple holding back laughter on their faces. Apparently, they were also very amused by this funny comparison.
Feng Ying on one side squatted on the ground, with his small snow-white ears erect and his big eyes full of confusion.
Who is this? Is he composing poetry?
But aren’t things like poetry and the like all in those books?
How come this person's normal speech often sounds like he is reciting poetry?
How strange!
After a long, long time, Wen Shumo let out a clear whistle and slowly stood up from the ground.
After he had accomplished this feat, he looked at the many scarred wounds all over his body in disbelief. Looking at the deepest wound on his chest, there was now only a red hole left.
I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotions for a while, and said in a sweet voice: "I am filled with hatred when death is imminent, and I hate the ruthlessness of the earth and the injustice of God; I stepped into the palace of the King of Hell, and my whole body was already in the underworld; fortunately, I am blessed by my benefactor..."
As I was chanting, I suddenly ran out of inspiration and couldn't continue for a while, so I frowned and pondered, trying to piece it together to no avail: "...Wait a minute, when I think about it carefully, I must continue this poem. I have a feeling that this poem
It will become a masterpiece for the ages, a tribute to our benefactors, and will be praised throughout the ages.”
Feng Yin rolled his eyes: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I have plenty of time for you to think about it slowly. We will leave now."
Feng Yin felt that if he stayed any longer, he would be stunned by this man. At least Feng Ying would be led astray by him. It was prudent to leave immediately!
"Farewell, what can I do... Fortunately, my benefactor appeared out of thin air, like a god landing in front of me... Hey, benefactor, don't leave, you can't leave!" Wen Wenmo hurriedly caught up.
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Fengyin spread his hands: "Your performance of such culture makes me feel ashamed. I have absolutely no confidence to chat with you, who is so talented. It's a long way to go, so I'll see you again by chance!"
Wen Shumo solemnly said: "Why is that so? I just need to be more restrained. My benefactor, may I ask your name? When I go back next time, I will definitely burn three sticks of incense in the morning and evening, and kowtow in the morning and evening to pray for my benefactor. I hope that my benefactor can cultivate the path of immortality and see the Nine Levels.
Biluotian!"
"..."
During the subsequent exchanges, Feng Yin learned that this Wen Wenmo, although a gold medal killer in the Juntian Shou, was actually from the Yan Kingdom. By chance, he set foot in martial arts and was promoted to the gold medal through accumulated achievements over the years.
Although this person was born in the Yan Kingdom, he stayed away from the secular world. He only attacked evil people in his life. Anyone who was on the Juntianjian list would be killed as long as he could kill them. He never cared about his identity, background, or background.
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All he cares about is that he should be killed or not!
As long as you deserve to be killed, then no matter who you are, you can kill him!
This also leads to the fact that this guy has far more enemies than others, and they are all far more powerful than others.
According to his own words: "I was a scholar. I could read Chinese at the age of three, write at the age of five, and write poems at the age of seven. I became famous all over the world when I was a teenager, but then I suddenly felt bored and felt that the world was muddy and the sky was blue.
The haze is heavy; as soon as I have a clear thought, I abandon the literary and martial arts, write and join the army, walk in the world with a sword, uphold the righteousness of the world, and kill all the heartless and treacherous people."
"Only when you are stained with the world of mortals do you know how dirty it is. When you walk in the secular world, you know how dirty the world is and how you see the evil charms of the world. Only by killing them with a sword can you feel at ease."
As for why he was being hunted here and who his enemy was, Wen Wenmo did not explain it in detail. It seemed that for him, it was just for leisure, or that in his opinion, it was all his own business. The miracle doctor saved the person.
I have already been grateful for my life for three lifetimes. If I drag it into the whirlpool again, what is the right thing for a person to do!
"You should tell us directly why you are here? You said that you were born in the Western Capital of Yan State. That place is tens of thousands of miles away from here, but here..."
"Huh? I want to participate in Jun Tian Shou's gold medal training."
Wen Wenmo sighed: "Originally, in my own country, I would still have some power, and my enemies would not be able to do anything to me. But the convention for gold medal training is that you need to go alone, so...who would have thought that when I got here, I would actually
He was overtaken by an enemy who had premeditated it... Haha, but I was lucky enough to survive this time. When I go back, it will be the day when his blood debt will be repaid with blood. It is said that reincarnation is good in the way of heaven, and the blood wave will be huge at that time, and it will have its own consequences! "
There was a sharp murderous intent in his eyes.
Although this guy's pretentious nature has been deeply rooted in his bones and is one with himself, in the face of such a life-and-death feud, it seems that he can still let go of his pretentiousness for a while.
Gold medal training?
Feng Yin's eyes moved, and Yu Weiran and Hu Lengyue's eyes also condensed.
"Thanks to the miracle doctor's rescue, when I first woke up, I thought that even if I could save my life, I would definitely need long-term recuperation. At least there was no hope for this training camp. I didn't expect that the miracle doctor could do anything.
There is something poetic about such a capable method that others cannot do: the miracle doctor travels in the world of mortals, the sky is full of stars along the way, the magical medicine can bring life and death, and he can hold the sky with one hand..."
The shock and gratitude in Wen Wenmo's heart were now at their strongest.
Just now, he was in a trance, and he had already judged that he would die, so he ignored life and death, and his words and actions became more unruly. Now that his soul has returned to his body and his mind has returned to clarity, how could he not know what kind of miracle he has encountered in life!
This is the kind of miracle doctor that everyone has been looking forward to since ancient times, the real miracle doctor who can take people away from the hands of the Lord of Hell!
I have never even heard of such a natural method that can instantly repair the physical body. Even those who are the best at bragging don't dare to brag like this.
How could I not know what kind of injuries I had on my body before?