In the next few days, Chen Feng slowly absorbed the spiritual energy every day, and at the same time combined with the elixir to moisturize the dry meridians bit by bit and repair the damage to the meridians.
"Chen Feng, you can come out on your own!" Xianglan looked at Chen Feng with some surprise as he walked out holding on to the wall.
You must know that three days ago, he was like a mummy, lying motionless on the bed. In just two or three days, he recovered so much.
Chen Feng nodded, and with Xianglan's help, he slowly sat up: "Thanks to your help, otherwise I wouldn't have recovered so quickly."
Xianglan didn't speak, she just sat quietly with Chen Feng.
After a long time, Chen Feng asked: "This is the edge of the cultivation world, and the spiritual energy is thin. Why don't you leave here?"
This was something Chen Feng couldn't figure out. Not only was this place closed and isolated from the world, but because it was a marginal area, void storms would come from time to time.
Every void storm not only destroys their living environment, but also takes away countless spiritual energy.
Not to mention, sometimes it will bring about a terrible disaster.
With such harsh living conditions, Chen Feng couldn't understand why they had any reason to continue to stay here.
"I don't know the specifics. Some people say that we are not allowed to leave because of our ancestors' instructions. Others say that we have been cursed and will die if we leave here. We still need to ask the clan leaders about what happens."
Xianglan didn't have a definite answer to Chen Feng's question.
But Xianglan doesn't care, the people she cares about are here, why should she leave?
"I heard from the patriarch that people from the void come back from here from time to time?"
"When the patriarch was young, three people once returned from here."
"Then they went to the center of the cultivation world. We don't know what happened after they left."
"In all these years since I was a child, you are the first person I have seen who followed the Void Storm."
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The two chatted nonchalantly, and Chen Feng got a lot of news from Xianglan's mouth.
"Chen Feng, why are you eating this?" After Xiang Lan sent Chen Feng back to his room, she looked at the elixir in his hand with a little disgust.
Then Chen Feng saw that Xianglan took the elixir directly from his hand and threw it into the pig feeding bucket aside.
Looking at the elixir, Chen Feng's mouth twitched and he couldn't say a word.
"We don't lack food like you, so why are we competing with pigs for food?"
Listening to Xianglan's words, Chen Feng was a little dumbfounded: "You said this thing is for feeding pigs?"
"Otherwise."
Looking at Xianglan's natural look, Chen Feng felt that his mind was somewhat unable to turn around.
You know, the sixth-grade elixir that was just thrown into the pig barrel by Xianglan is something that many people in the cultivation world are fighting for.
Turns out this is where pigs are fed?
This was something Chen Feng couldn't accept, and for a while he didn't know what to say.
"If it's not a pig feeder, what else could it be?" Xianglan looked at Chen Feng's distressed look and couldn't understand.
"Where I am, this is a panacea that everyone needs to use."
"Does the Cultivation Center use these things?" Xianglan looked at Chen Feng with a little distress.
Being looked at by Xianglan like this, Chen Feng felt inexplicably that his life was a bit miserable.
"Then if you need it, I'll take you to pick it." Looking at Chen Feng's appearance, Xianglan supported him and was about to leave.