Chapter two hundred and ninety-ninth broken scholar
The power in Zhao Yuan's body was gradually swallowed up by the runes hidden in thousands of meridians. Let alone entering the realm of clear eyesight, even the "power" that broke through the realm of brute force became insurmountable.
Out of reach.
Faced with this dilemma, Zhao Yuan was helpless and had no choice but to seek help from Monk Tianxin.
What pained Zhao Yuan was that there was no news from Monk Tianxin after he escaped into the world of gods in the Lingtai world.
Although Zhao Yuan did not know the battle between Monk Tianxin and Master Ruolin, he could judge from the sound of the mountains falling apart and the ground cracking that the battle at that time must have been extremely dangerous, and Monk Tianxin's soul suffered a powerful blow.
Just as Zhao Yuan guessed.
The strength gap between Monk Tianxin and Master Ruolin is too great. If it were not for the Yin-Yang Ship to protect their bodies, Monk Tianxin would have been destroyed both physically and mentally.
Of course, even with the Yin-Yang Ship to protect his body, Monk Tianxin could not withstand the blow of the King of Martial Arts. However, the good thing is that Master Ruolin was fascinated by Zhao Yuan's powerful drug. Although there was no physical trauma, he was still
Master Ruolin's strength was damaged, and Master Ruolin didn't even think that Zhao Yuan was raising evil spirits, so she was caught off guard and allowed Zhao Yuan and Monk Tianxin to escape.
Even though Zhao Yuan's luck was a little unlucky, Monk Tianxin was still seriously injured by Master Ruolin.
what to do?
what to do?
After thinking for a while, Zhao Yuan decided to find a place like a hidden cave with a better environment to practice hard and regain some strength.
After spending several hours climbing mountains and wading in rivers, Zhao Yuan finally found a cave with a good environment. The cave was ventilated and sunny, very dry, and it was several feet above the cliff, so he was not afraid of predators.
After struggling to climb up the cave, Zhao Yuan prepared to retrieve some daily necessities from the Sumeru Ring.
The moment Zhao Yuan called for something, the expression on his face suddenly froze.
His two auras were really too weak, too weak to control the Sumeru Ring.
"Grandma, why don't you let me live! Ruolin, you stinky bitch, you hypocrite... You hypocrite, if you fall into the hands of me, Zhao Yuan, you will rape her first and then kill her!"
Looking at the empty cave wall, Zhao Yuan was so angry that he jumped up and cursed.
After venting his anger for a while, Zhao Yuan had no choice but to crawl out of the cave.
Without the supplies in the Sumeru Ring, Zhao Yuan would not be able to live in this cave for a long time. Let alone cultivation, he would have to toss him to death three times a day.
It seems that I have to find a wealthy family to live in again.
Zhao Yuan was in a terrible mood. He could have been said to have a lot of wealth, but now he was penniless. All the Warcraft crystals, empire coins and other belongings were in the Sumeru Ring.
Now, Zhao Yuan only has a black-hearted sacred wood sword tied to his arm, and even the small black sword given by Wan Ling'er was put into the Sumeru ring. The black-hearted sacred wood sword was the same one that sneaked up on the two cultivators.
I would tie it to my arm when I was wearing it, otherwise, I would really have nothing to offer.
Subconsciously, Zhao Yuan touched his shriveled pocket and cursed again. You must know that he originally had some imperial coins, but he lost them after being chased into the river by Master Ruolin.
Money drives a heroic man to death!
Even though Zhao Yuan was extremely smart, there was nothing he could do. After all, he was seriously injured now, so he couldn't wander alone like before, otherwise, he would be discovered sooner or later.
Only after practicing brute force, Zhao Yuan advocates the use of force to solve everything. Only when life and death are at stake, will he think of using wisdom to solve problems. For example, when he encounters the invincible Master Ruolin, he will take the trouble to use all his brains.
drugged.
Now, Zhao Yuan had to start using his brain.
Zhao Yuan knew very well that he had killed Eunuch Wu, the eunuch. Eunuch Wu was not the Liu family of Huping Mountain. Although the Liu family was powerful, it was only powerful in the world of cultivation, and its influence in the secular world was extremely limited. Eunuch Wu was extremely powerful in the secular world.
, whose influence is deeply intertwined in the court. If it was the case before, there would be no need to worry about it, but now, if there is a slight mistake, it will lead to death.
Now, Zhao Yuan is not worried about the cultivators causing trouble, but is worried about the revenge of Eunuch Wu's forces.
At present, Zhao Yuan is extremely weak, and even a few arresters can easily take him down.
Along the way, Zhao Yuan slept in the open air, sleeping day and night, walking carefully as if walking on thin ice.
At this time, the autumn and cold season has arrived.
Zhao Yuan's body is getting worse and worse, the runes in his body are getting more and more fierce, and the two cauldron energies that were originally condensed and strong are getting weaker and weaker.
Not only were the two cauldrons' spiritual energy destroyed by Master Ruolin's runes, but even Zhao Yuan's strong body became extremely weak.
One day, when it was getting dark, Zhao Yuan found a dilapidated temple to stay early, so as not to suffer the hardship of sleeping in the open air at night.
Originally, Zhao Yuan planned to go to the ancient times to find the red heart sacred tree for Fairy Caixia. This plan was broken by Master Ruolin. Now, he can only move around the crowd to avoid starving to death in the barren mountains, because Zhao Yuan has lost the hunt.
ability.
At dusk, the setting sun casts thousands of rays of light from the dilapidated roof of the temple, making the unknown gods who were originally obscured by dust become more mysterious.
Looking at the blackened statue with angry eyes, Zhao Yuan sighed. He could imagine the temple being crowded with people and incense flourishing.
The world is constantly changing, and things are unpredictable.
A gust of cold wind blew, and Zhao Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged in the corner, pulled up the worn blanket on his body. Thinking of the unparalleled limelight in Heishui City, he could only smile bitterly. He never dreamed that he would go around in Heishui City.
, back to the starting point.
In fact, Zhao Yuan's starting point was stronger than it is now. At least, Zhao Yuan still had a strong body at that time, so eating enough was not a problem.
Zhao Yuan was not discouraged. Although he no longer had a strong body, he already had rich experience in the arena.
As long as there are no external threats, survival is not a problem for Zhao Yuan.
Zhao Yuan still persists in practicing the two weak furnace fires every day.
After Zhao Yuan's meridians and body have been tempered by the realm of brute force, they have long been different from ordinary people. Although they have been invaded by countless people, they are still extremely tough. The mysterious runes planted by Master Ruolin, the king of martial arts, want to devour Zhao Yuan's body.
Strength cannot be accomplished in a short time.
Now, Zhao Yuan spends a lot of time every day cultivating the fire of the furnace, using his body as the furnace, tempering the thousands of meridians in his body, and fighting against the mysterious ancient witchcraft.
At this time, Zhao Yuan's body felt like he was in a war, one was ebbing and the other was ebbing.
Under the forcible tempering, Zhao Yuan could still feel that although the power in his meridians was being continuously devoured, the two spiritual energies were still growing, like the Yangtze River, continuously injecting power.
It seems that as long as you persist in tempering, perhaps the fire of the furnace can refine the runes.
Now, refining the runes is Zhao Yuan's only hope.
At present, Zhao Yuan has no refining runes. What he can do is to constantly fight against the mysterious runes to prevent the two furnace fires from being swallowed up and destroyed.
"Ahem..."
Just when Zhao Yuan was thinking wildly, suddenly, there was a violent coughing sound outside the door of the ruined temple. As the coughing sound got closer and closer, a young scholar-like man who was carrying a bag staggered and stumbled.
Then walked in.
Zhao Yuan held his breath, said nothing, and observed silently.
The scholar was slightly older than Zhao Yuan, and his face was pale and looked extremely haggard.
But judging from the fabric and workmanship of his clothes, this scholar's family is in a good situation. However, judging from his dirty appearance, he must be in a poor situation. Otherwise, a scholar with slightly better conditions would not be reduced to such a state.
The scholar seemed so exhausted that he didn't notice that there was another person in the corner of the ruined temple. After entering the ruined temple, he sat against the wall and did not move, except for occasionally making violent coughing sounds.
From the heartbreaking cough, Zhao Yuan judged that the scholar was seriously ill.
Looking at the dying scholar, Zhao Yuan felt sympathy for the same illness, got up, found some dry firewood, and lit a fire in front of the scholar. While Zhao Yuan was busy, the scholar was still sleeping and unconscious.
When the bonfire rose and there was a hint of warmth, the scholar opened his eyes.
"Thank you... thank you..." The scholar's lips moved slightly and he was out of breath.
"You have a fever?" Zhao Yuan touched the scholar's forehead and was startled. The scholar's forehead was extremely hot, like lava, as if it would burn at any time.
