Enduring the splitting headache, the swordsman observed for a while and finally lost his patience. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He felt that if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would not have to wait for Chi You's wisp of Yuan Shen to do it again, and he might have dissipated his soul in advance.

The Swordsman has never been a man who sits still. At this point, it is useless to regret the previous recklessness. Since dragging it out will end up in ashes, it is better to take the initiative to fight, maybe there will be a glimmer of life.

As a result, the swordsman dragged his seriously injured body closer to the black mist. It was very calm all the way, and nothing abnormal happened until the swordsman stood in front of the black mist again.

Could it be the reason for this black mist? The swordsman carefully pressed his hand to the surface of the black mist this time, and there was no reaction. Then the swordsman tried to reach his hand into the black mist again, but only slightly moved forward before he felt a huge pressure pass through his palm.

And so it was.

It seems that this black mist has isolated the huge power of this Chiyou Yuan God, so that it cannot penetrate a single bit. This is simply unbelievable, a thin layer of black fog actually separates two completely different spaces.

Now that he knew that with the isolation of the black mist, the wisp of primordial spirit would not take the initiative to attack him, and the swordsman simply sat in front of the black mist, looking at the black mist in front of him with a sad brow.

Things seem to have reached a dead end. Although the swordsman found the wisp of Yuan Shen that Chi You said, not only did he have no way to take it, but he was also so miserable because of his reckless actions before. If you can't think of a way, I'm afraid I'm going to die here inexplicably.

The swordsman was not reconciled, he repeatedly tried to reach into the black mist with his hand, even if he died, he had to figure out why he died, right? But as before, his hand was fine on the surface of the black mist, but as soon as he entered the black mist, he would be blocked by a strange force, so that he could not contact the Chiyou Yuan God in the center of the black fog at all.

However, in the midst of repeated temptations, the swordsman found that when he pressed his palm against the surface of the black mist, there seemed to be an extremely subtle force that passed into his soul through the palm of his hand, slowly repairing his soul that was close to fragmentation. This discovery made the swordsman ecstatic, although this force is weak, but if he can persevere, the injury will always recover slowly.

So, the swordsman didn't think about it, and simply sat cross-legged in front of the black mist, pasting both palms on the surface of the black mist, trying to draw strength from it to recover his injuries. Whether it is dead or alive will be talked about later, and let's get through the current life and death difficulties first.

The swordsman couldn't care about the situation outside, he spent all his mind on absorbing strength to recover from his injuries, and suddenly a new mental method running route appeared in his mind, and the swordsman subconsciously operated.

Prajna's consciousness regained its calm. I don't know how long it has been, the swordsman withdrew his palms, he looked down at his body that had solidified again, and let out a long sigh of relief. Although it hasn't recovered yet, it finally doesn't have to die here.

The swordsman stood up, patted the dust that didn't exist at all, and then fixed his gaze back on the black mist. The black fog seems to have faded a bit, but it doesn't seem to have changed. Is the power that he absorbed just now the power of the black mist or the power of the wisp of the primordial god? The swordsman pondered, if it was the power of the primordial god, it would be easy to say, but if it was the power of the black mist, would it affect the black mist's restraint on the Chiyou Yuanshen? If the black fog could not restrain the Chiyou Yuanshen, it would be bad. If it is the bloodline of the Jiuli clan, this wisp of Chi You's primordial spirit may not hurt her, but it is difficult to say it herself.

But I can't care so much, let's take one step at a time. Since discovering that he could draw strength from the black mist to strengthen himself, the swordsman had one more thing to do from now on. Except for continuing to practice the divine arts he learned from Prajna, the rest of the time the swordsmen sat in front of the black mist. However, since being knocked away by that wisp of primordial spirit once, the swordsman has become very cautious, and after absorbing it for a while, he stopped to observe the changes in the black mist. But fortunately, no matter how much he absorbed, the black mist seemed to be the same as it had been at the beginning. The swordsman later let go of the suction.

I have to say that whether it is that black mist or the wisp of Yuan Shen of Chi You, the energy contained in it is too huge. It's just that it didn't take long for the swordsman to feel that he had fully recovered, and even in better condition than before, but the black mist seemed to be still the same.

The swordsman became more and more curious about himself. He felt as if he had never really understood himself.

was unconscious in Tanbian in Taoyuan Village before, and after being rescued by Xia'er, he completely lost his memory. And his cultivation speed seems to be a little too fast. In just half a year, he has cultivated from an ordinary person to the peak of the day after tomorrow, and you must know that Sun has only been at the peak of the day after tomorrow after nearly ten years of cultivation.

After entering the Tang Dynasty Mansion, he entered a state of epiphany in front of the statue of the ancestor on the first day of entry. saw the heroic image of the ancestor Cheng Biting Jin on the battlefield. For the first time, I also saw the form of the murderous qi released from the 'Murderous Qi Technique' cultivated to the depths. As a result, he had some understanding, and broke through in one fell swoop and entered the early stage of the Qi refining period.

Then he discovered the secret of the tiger-shaped pendant that Xia Er gave him, and found a bottle of Qi Gathering Pill from it, at that time he didn't know that it took three days to eat one Qi Gathering Pill to completely digest the medicinal power of the pill, and directly ate all twenty Qi Gathering Pills into his stomach in one go, not only did he not suffer a backlash, but under the words of the ninth senior brother Bian Tong, he broke through to the middle of the Qi refining period. You know, it was less than two days since his last breakthrough.

Although no one said anything, the swordsmen could tell from their expressions that their breakthrough speed must be extremely abnormal. But he didn't know what to say. Because he himself had no idea what was going on.

Just now, when he was absorbing the power in the black mist, a mental mantra that he had never seen before appeared in his heart again inexplicably. He subconsciously followed the mantra of the mental method, but found that his absorption efficiency had increased several times, so he could recover so quickly.

All of this seems absurd, but it really happened. The swordsman couldn't help but doubt his identity.