The border area is full of mourning, this fight was fought for three years, when the Yuan and Song Dynasty hit the capital of the Vedic state Brahma, the Vedic hidden strong man was born, and many people fell on both sides of the imperial level, and then the two sides negotiated a truce, and finally agreed that the six cities on the border of the Vedic State were assigned to the Yuan and Song dynasties, and returned the territory of the Yuan and Song dynasties that had been invaded before.

At this point, the border war, which had been fought for three years, came to an end.

Three years have passed, some wounds are difficult to heal even with years, many things cannot come again, but some traces are forever engraved in my heart.

After three years of war, some people broke through the realm in these three years full of beacon fire, and became stronger after the baptism of war. After three years of pursuit, some people have traveled all over the battlefield, struggling to trace the footsteps of the deceased. The wounds of the three-year war, some people licked their wounds and cultivated in secret.

Time flies, and two years have passed, and the border turmoil is over, but it has left indelible pain and bitterness on the border, there is no winner in the war, both sides of the war are losers, and a lot of manpower, material and financial resources have been invested, but the harvest is full of devastated ruins, and the families with separated wives and wives have been separated.

The wind blows down the yellow leaves, it is autumn again, the cold hits, there is a kind of slaughter that seems to be cut by a knife, this late autumn is a little cold, a little cold, a little chilly. Zhao Feng is still alive, but he has been in a coma.

When he first came to the Imperial Doctor's Palace, several imperial doctors would check on his condition every day, but now they didn't pay attention to him, not because he didn't care about him, but because he had been in a coma, except for normal breathing, there was no other sign of recovery, Zhao Feng just lay there quietly, but no one found that Zhao Feng's body was being transformed by his own cultivation exercises.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, his consciousness gradually cleared up, and Zhao Feng woke up, and the feeling of his body was tired, stiff, and weak.

It's like running on a long road for tens of thousands of years without rest, and the fatigue that doesn't have a trace of strength in his body even makes him want to open his eyelids.

A memory came to my mind: the border war, the tragedy in the square, the battle with Lundna, the heir of the Brahma Academy of the Vedic Kingdom, and the sneak attack of the Spirit Emperor......

Like a basin of cold water poured from the top of his head, Zhao Feng suddenly sobered up, his eyes widened, and he subconsciously sat up and leaned on the head of the bed.

What Zhao Feng saw was a magnificent palace, and he found himself in a quiet palace with an empty interior.

The walls are carved with mysterious lines, and there seem to be images of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, grass and trees lurking in them.

As soon as Zhao Feng turned his eyes, he saw that on a chair next to the bed, there was a little monk who looked like a doctor dozing off with his head down.

And at the top of this palace, a piece of bamboo, which is as green as jade and shaped like a real dragon, is suspended in the void, emitting a brilliant green light.

This green light contains a strong vitality, under the illumination of this light, Zhao Feng can clearly feel that his body has not only recovered, but also continues to become stronger, cultivating the flute master is to strengthen the body and strengthen the ability to fight in close combat.

His gaze extended to the outside of the palace gate, and from Zhao Feng's vision, he could see a vast cloud and mist churning endlessly outside the palace.

The whole picture that could be seen faintly through the hazy clouds and mist was like a huge medicine pod towering between heaven and earth.

It was clear that the palace he was in was the Imperial Palace's Imperial Hospitality.

Zhao Feng was slightly startled in his heart.

Zhao Feng estimated his time, it seems that he has been lying here for many days......

The green light is shining, magnificent and quiet.

Moistened by this green light, Zhao Feng felt that his body, which was originally almost shattered by the Spirit Emperor Realm master, had now become more powerful, and his exercises were even running more smoothly.

It seems that the wonder of the blue dragon bamboo pith really lives up to its name, and it is definitely a real healing treasure.

As if hearing the movement of Zhao Feng sitting up from the bed, the doctor sitting on the side moved his eyelids and woke up from his deep sleep.

As soon as he saw Zhao Feng's figure, he breathed a long sigh of relief:

"The big hero has finally woken up! The doctor stretched out a long stretch and looked languid.

"Big hero?" Zhao Feng twitched slightly when he heard this, and heard the meaning of the little doctor's words, "What big hero?"

"Of course it's you. ”

The doctor's eyes glanced at Zhao Feng up and down, and there was a look of admiration in his eyes, "Because of you, the Yuan and Song dynasties have recovered the territories illegally occupied by the Vedic States and the six cities on the border of the Vedic States, and they can be said to be the heroes of the Yuan and Song Dynasties, and they can naturally be called great heroes." ”

"That's an exaggeration. The corners of Zhao Feng's mouth smiled slightly, "I just had a fight with Lundna of the Vedic Kingdom, and I was almost killed by a Spirit Emperor-level existence halfway, how did I become a big hero of the Yuan and Song Dynasty?"

"That fight is enough. The doctor shook his head helplessly, "To tell you the truth, just because of your battle with Lundner, not only will I have to be respectful to you from now on, but even the monarch owes you a great favor." ”

"Huh?"

Zhao Feng's eyes widened instantly, looking at Zhao Feng's appearance was not a joke, he couldn't help but shake his head, and said in disbelief, "This is too exaggerated." What kind of person is that, how can you owe me a favor? ”

Zhao Feng naturally understood who the doctor was talking about, that was Zhao Xikong, the current monarch of the Yuan and Song dynasties, and it was said that his cultivation was about to enter the emperor realm.

His status is even higher than that of the palace master of the Xue Palace, and for the entire Yuan and Song Dynasty, he is almost equivalent to a god.

Such a supreme god of the Yuan and Song dynasties actually owes him a favor?

Zhao Feng took a deep breath and relaxed his muscles slightly: "I'll get out of bed and take a walk first, it seems that I should have slept for a few days, and I have to move." ”

"You've been in a coma for five years. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Feng lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed.

It's just that when his body moved slightly, his complexion changed instantly: he didn't have the slightest intuition below his knees!

"What's going on?"

Zhao Feng's pupils contracted violently, and his gaze instantly turned to the doctor.

Seeing that the doctor shrugged his shoulders rather helplessly: "This is the sequelae of the attack of the Spirit Emperor, just kidding, is the Emperor-level law something that can be eliminated casually, not for five years?"

After the initial panic, Zhao Feng quickly calmed down.

I gently touched the calf area below the knee, and I really didn't feel anything.

It was as if his calf had been sealed by something, and no matter what he felt, he couldn't transmit to his brain.

"How long will it take for this situation to get better?"

"Not necessarily, this one needs to be recovered after you wake up, as short as half a month, as long as a year. ”

The doctor scratched his beard helplessly, "You are locked by the emperor-level law, the law of heaven and earth is eternal, and it contains the emperor-level rules." That Emperor Master was desperate to stop you from taking out their peerless genius, causing that force of rules to enter your body and send you flying. But fortunately, only the legs are locked, and the other body functions are normal, and the strength will not be affected. ”

"Does this still have no effect?" Zhao Feng glanced at it helplessly, "Then how am I going to move?"

"For the time being, that's all you have to rely on. ”

The doctor pointed to the corner of the main hall, and at this time Zhao Feng found that there was actually a wheelchair in the corner of the main hall, which was made of wood as a whole, and it looked like it was made of some kind of spiritual wood.

Zhao Feng nodded, supported himself with both hands, and suddenly flew up from the bed and landed accurately on the wheelchair a few feet away.

Slightly urging the spiritual power, Zhao Feng unexpectedly found that this wheelchair was very flexible, the wheelchair made of special spiritual wood made his spiritual power feel unimpeded when he poured into it, it was as easy as his arms and fingers, although the movement was not as flexible as walking on both legs, but it had no effect.

"Alright, let's go out for a walk. The doctor smiled.

Turning the wheelchair and walking out of the main hall, a warm and warm sunlight poured down, which suddenly made Zhao Feng involuntarily breathe a long sigh of relief.