"Huh, how did I get back to my soul? I remember that at that time," the king was lying in the coffin, and suddenly remembered in his mind that he had just come out of his soul sea and had not said a few words, when he was slapped by the white-haired old man, and then it was pitch black in front of him, and he was alive.

Jun Sai immediately shouted: "Senior, senior, can you hear it?"

The white-haired old man stood on the edge of the sea of souls, smiled and said, "Boy, don't shout. The old man could hear it. ”

"Senior, how did I come back to life?" said Jun Sai.

"Why, isn't it good to live?" said the white-haired old man.

"Senpai, do you know I didn't mean that, I just don't understand," Jun Sai said, "and ask Senpai for advice." ”

"Pointing doesn't count, I'm just giving you the soul of the person you absorbed, but when he is angry, I use the soul power to inject into your (shēn) body, keeping your (shēn) body no different from ordinary people, plus the energy blessing of your magical crystal pendant, until your soul is restored, (shēn) soul is one, and you can be resurrected. It's just that the old man will give you a boost. ”

The white-haired old man explained the resurrection process of the royal sacrifice as the simplest, and the complexity of it could not be explained in one or two sentences. Of course, the biggest factor in the resurrection of the Jun Sacrifice is the unknown grade crystal pendant he wears around his neck.

The white-haired old man is conservatively estimated to be a high-grade spiritual weapon, and perhaps it is of a higher grade.

Jun Sai carefully recalled the old man's words, but the cold air in the coffin tightly touched Jun Sai's skin.

Jun Sai snorted, and gently pushed the coffin lid above his head and couldn't push it open, and Jun Sai could communicate with the white-haired old man as long as his mind moved.

"Senior, I'm so cold. But I can't get out. ”

The white-haired old man scolded: "Stupid, you forgot that you absorbed that person's soul and cultivation, if you are lucky, you can push it away with one palm." ”

"Senior, I..." Jun Sai also didn't expect it for a while.

"Alright, I'm going to rest. You come out first. With that, the white-haired old man stepped into the seal.

Jun Sai shook his head helplessly, rubbed his stiff hands vigorously, closed his eyes and held his breath.

After a while, Jun Sai felt a force slowly gather from his limbs to the palms of his hands, and the palms instantly burned (rè).

"It's now!"

Jun Sai pushed hard, only to see a wave (rè) from the coffin filling the coffin lid, and then, there was a "bang" sound.

At this moment, the entire tomb where the king was buried exploded.

After the coffin lid flew out a few meters high, it landed a few meters away from the monarch's sacrifice and smashed heavily on the ground.

If ordinary people saw this scene, they would probably have gone crazy. Fortunately, this place is remote and uninhabited.

Jun Sai slowly stood up, stretched, and saw the scene around him, and it was already evening.

At this time, the temperature drops quickly, but it is really warm for the king's festival.

Jun Sai looked at his (shēn) body, which had been stiff for more than half a year, and the external injuries were still there.

Slowly, the body regained all its functions as the soul returned to its place, and the pain of the trauma became heavier and heavier. In an instant, Jun Sai's waist, which had just stood upright, bent down like a mountain on his back.

Especially in the place of the dantian, the pain and spasms caused by the shattered dantian are instantly spread throughout the whole (shēn).

The green tendons on (shēn) burst out, his pale lips were even more shriveled, his eyes swirled in his sockets, and Jun Sai knelt on the ground in pain, covering his dantian, gasping for breath in pain.

This is the suffering of the broken dantian.

The crystal pendant on his neck, although it ensures that his (shēn) body is not corrupted, (shēn) body function is still there, and his soul does not collapse, but the backlash after the dantian is shattered is obviously not able to help Jun Sacrifice dissolve.

At this time, the king can only endure it.

Cultivators know what dantian means.

The qi of the dantian is the origin of the qi of the practitioner's whole (shēn) up and down, and the qi of operation. Once the dantian is shattered, the qi of Zhou (shēn) cannot be gathered and will disperse.

He couldn't practice all his life and became a mortal.

The priest forcibly withdrew all the contents of the coffin into the ring, including his weapon, the sword.

The surroundings are also getting darker and darker, and Jun Sai now needs to find a place where the aura is abundant compared to this place to soothe the pain of the backlash first.

At this time, the voice of the white-haired old man suddenly appeared in Jun Sai's mind, "Boy, there is a spiritual spring thousands of kilometers southeast."

With that, the voice was gone.

Jun Sai gritted his teeth and said with difficulty, "Thank you, senior. ”

Then, the Jun Priest dragged the aching (shēn) body and slowly walked towards the spiritual spring that the 'white-haired old man' had spoken.

It is a full kilometer, and it can be reached in the blink of an eye in the past royal sacrifice, but now the newly resurrected royal sacrifice took an hour.

......

An hour later.

Jun Sai was sweating profusely at this time, his lips were even whiter, and his hidden places were still a little purple, panting, his arms kept shaking and twitching slightly, looking at his back like a dying old man.

At this moment, the body of Jun Sai (shēn) is no longer so stiff and stiff, and the temperature on the surface of the body is gradually recovering. It's just that this backlash, if you don't add a control, I'm afraid that the jun sacrifice (tǐng) will only be three days.

At this time, Jun Sai also found that the aura here was only a little more abundant than before, and said lightly: "Forget it, hope is better than nothing." ”

Then, he gradually got closer to the spiritual spring, and the closer he got, the more abundant he became. There is only one spring in the spiritual spring, and the stone walls are abrupt all around, and the darkness faintly gives people a terrifying human face.

At this time, the spiritual spring is facing outward, and it seems that the surrounding aura is gathering.

At this moment, the silence was incomparable, and it was pitch black all around, but the perception of the aura, Jun Sai could still feel it.

Jun Sai walked for so long, and when he saw the spring water coming out of the spring, he suddenly became thirsty and jumped directly into the spring pool. At this time, Jun Sai did not have some of the previous elegant manners, but came from the most primitive instinct of life, "I want to live and desire".

After a few sips, the spring water slid down Jun Sai's throat and into his (shēn) body, and a small but gentle energy slowly flowed to the already shattered dantian, and a part of the energy also entered Jun Sai's internal organs, and the tearing pain seemed to be relieved a little.

Quenched his thirst, and the king's sacrifice moved relatively better, and then, he looked around and found a clean place to sit cross-legged, and use the aura of this place to alleviate the pain of this backlash.

Jun Sai sat down quietly against the stone wall next to the spiritual spring, according to his previous exercises, one breath and one inhale, leading the surrounding spiritual energy into the body, warming his veins, after walking a small week, and then walking a big week, the cycle repeatedly, and gradually the Jun Sacrifice could also feel the pain on (shēn) slightly reduced by a point or two.

In this way, the Jun Sacrifice ran and rotated the Mixed Yuan Wuji Gong, attracting the spiritual energy into the body, and the size of the week and day kept changing, allowing the spiritual energy to travel through the whole (shēn) meridians, and then return to the dantian to converge, which took a full ten days.

During these ten days, the face of the king priest was covered with dust, and during this time, the qíng also changed many times, some relaxed, some painful, and some hideous. And the only thing that remained unchanged was that the king priest sat there motionless, exhaling a steady breath.

The hands on the knees are spread out, and the two balls of qi in the palms are like glowing fires, weak and inextinguishable, and maintained on the palms. From time to time, some light wind escapes along the stone wall around the royal sacrifice, as if the naughty one wants to blow away the breath in the palm.

The wind swept by (shēn), and even if you were closing your eyes and exercising, you could feel the chill (qíng) coming.

In the past ten days, the spiritual energy that has been gathered underground by the spiritual spring next to the jun sacrifice (shēn) all the year round has been uprooted and sucked up cleanly, and now, the spiritual energy brought out by the spring water spit out by the spiritual spring has become very thin within a radius of several hundred meters.

At this time, it is already sunset and nightfall.

"Whew"

With the blowing of the evening breeze, Jun Saiqing exhaled, and the original dull eyes changed back to their former fierceness when they opened them at this moment.

"Although it has not fully recovered, it is good to temporarily suppress the backlash of the (shēn) body," Jun Sai muttered to himself.

And the white-haired old man stood on top of the sea of souls of the monarch sacrifice in a few moments before Jun Sai's eyes, standing with his hands in his hands, still looking like a fairy wind bone.

He stroked his beard and said, "Boy, you are just barely suppressing it with the help of the only thin aura here, if you want to completely remove it, you have to have the best elixir or spiritual fruit, and it will take another ** month of hard work." Otherwise, you will never be able to get rid of this regurgitation like a maggot that eats away at the bones, and the poison that appends the bones. Not to mention the realm, it's a miracle that you don't die. ”

Since the king sacrificed once, for some reason, he can communicate with the old man very well.

"Thank you for the reminder. I don't know where to find the best elixir or spirit fruit mentioned by my predecessors. ”

The old man paced around, thought for a moment, and said: "In my memory, the only best elixir that can treat backlash is the Extinction Pill, but don't even think about this, in a small country like you, it is impossible for anyone to refine this kind of top-grade elixir, and the least that can be refined to refine this elixir is above the Earth Venerable." ”

Although Jun Sai remembered the name of the pill when he heard it, when he heard that the cultivation above the earth venerable could be refined, Jun Sai was inevitably a little disappointed.

"However, there may be phantom grass and voldemort fruit. ”

"What!

Voldeli fruit, the name is too ripe.

Because when Jun Sai was young, he secretly ate his master's blood and planted it in a wooden house in the Dome Mountain, for which Jun Sai was also beaten, and the master said to him while beating him: "This Voldy Ling fruit is a rare elixir, you dare to eat it secretly." ”

Since then, Jun Sai has never eaten it secretly, and he still helps the master to water it.

The most important feature of the fruit is that it grows in three directions, and one bud grows after three years, bears fruit in one year, ripens in one year, and flowers fall in one year. It is another three years from the blooming of the flowers to the fall of the flowers.

Therefore, the voldemort fruit is also called three flowers and three falling fruits in the world.

"Why, have you seen it?" said the old man.

Jun Sai nodded and said, "I have this fruit in the mountains of my family." ”

The old man raised his eyebrows, and said in disbelief: "Yo, this Fudi Ling fruit is very difficult to find, I didn't expect you to know where it is, so save a lot of effort to find it." The rest of the Phantom Grass is not difficult. ”

"Senior, where am I going to find the Phantom Spirit Grass" Jun Sai was eager to know where the Spirit Grass was.

The old man said lightly: "Where there are people"

After saying that, the old man returned to the seal.

Jun Sai has a breath in his heart, every time he speaks, the old man leaves half of it, and the words are still a bit mysterious and unpredictable.

However, Jun Sai also shook his head helplessly, indicating that there was no way.

And his eyes looked at the evening sky, and he took a deep breath of enjoyment, and a familiar place appeared in his eyes, a straight mountain standing above the mountains, and the floating clouds only reached its mountainside.

Shocking, majestic, majestic, looking up at the sky, looking down at the thousands of forests, thousands of bushes, thousands of flowers and all things under his feet.

If there is one word to describe it, it is "shake".

Jun Sai silently looked into the distance, the corners of his mouth rose, and said, "I think, it's time to go back and have a look."

There, it is the home where the king priest grew up.

Without further ado, Jun Sai drank a few sips of spring water and walked towards the border of Yunzhou.

Passing through Yunzhou is the southernmost border of Youzhou.

The Dome Mountain is located on the southeast border of Youzhou.

The distance between the two places is thousands of miles.

Jun Sai walked to a high place and shouted, "I'm going home!"

Gradually, the night engulfed the shadow of the Jun sacrifice land (shēn).