Chapter 16: The Wind Flies and the Sand

"Are you...... Sea...... Sea...... Uh......"

The forehead is half covered with broken hair, the eyebrows are heroic, the eyes are free and easy to hide the vicissitudes of life, the beauty is slightly cold, and the temperament is frank and straightforward, which makes people think of the flying sand in the wind that rises and falls with the wind, I don't know when it started and where it fell. It is the legendary overseas holy land in the world of thunderbolt, the legendary overseas holy land that worships the god Nuwa, and the daughter of the god who bears the power of the goddess for generations in the fairy realm, the sea cat and the flying sand.

At first sight of this person, Yao Daojue couldn't help but feel excited in his heart, who knew that he was in a hurry, and he was about to speak, but because of too much emotional fluctuations, he fell into a coma as soon as he woke up.

"Huh?"

Feng Feisha was slightly stunned, and couldn't help touching his cheeks, as if he ...... Seem...... Someone fainted with excitement at the sight of himself.

"This man is really interesting......"

Looking at Yao Daojue, who suddenly fell into a coma again with his eyes bulging as soon as he woke up, the wind and sand couldn't help but laugh. Although he has been out of the fairy realm since he left the realm of immortals, he has a chivalrous reputation after wandering in the martial arts. But after seeing himself, the fan who was so excited that he fainted was the first time he met it.

For a while, Feng Feisha only felt strange in his heart, not only feeling crying and laughing, but also faintly happy, no matter what, this shows that he is actually very charming. For women, nothing else matters, but it can't lose its charm. Thinking of this, Feng Feisha couldn't help but shake his head, secretly laughing at his crankiness, and then reached out and lightly clasped Yao Daojue's right wrist.

"Hmmm......"

After a moment, Feng Feisha Yanlu lightly withdrew the fingers that were lightly clasped on Yao Daojue's wrist, and said to himself: "I didn't expect this person to have a shallow foundation, but his recovery ability is comparable to that of an ordinary martial artist above the triple level of the Condensation Realm......"

However, the slight surprise in Feng Feisha's heart swept through her mind for a moment, and she swept it into the corner of her memory, after all, the entire martial arts was too big, and there were so many people with strange physiques. For example, her own bloodline is a bloodline inheritance comparable to a god in the eyes of the world, and all the strangeness of herself far surpasses the special ability shown by Yao Daojue.

"Since I've woken up once, there's no danger, just take a slow break."

Looking at the rapid recovery of vitality on Yao Daojue's body, Feng Feisha couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately got up and left. She still has her own things to do, and it is already benevolent and righteous to wait until Yao Daojue wakes up before leaving.

A few hours later, when Yao Daojue woke up again, the place where he was cultivating was empty, with only a few taels of silver and a simple letter of instructions to recuperate in peace.

"That's it......"

Yao Daojue, who was lying on the bed, was at a loss, but he also understood the practice of wind and sand. If it were him, it would already be considered great mercy to be able to save people, and how could he still be kind enough to take care of the patient until he woke up and then leave with peace of mind. Not to mention the kindness of leaving two pieces of silver to entangle and help patients heal and go home.

However, although he understood the wind and sand very well, at this moment, except for being able to open his eyes, he could hardly even move a finger. The place seemed to be very sparsely populated, and since he woke up, he had not heard any voices, or the poultry and livestock raised by ordinary people.

At the same time, as the sky slowly darkened, Yao Daojue felt hungry because of his rapid recovery from his injuries. What's more, Yao Daojue doesn't know how long he has been drowning in the water, and he didn't feel anything just now, but as time goes by, in addition to the unbearable hunger in his belly, the three emergencies are also like a high dam to store water, one wave after another, and it seems that the embankment is about to break and discharge the flood......

"Bitterness is ......"

On the bed, as the three urgents in the abdomen accumulated more and more, and the accumulation became stronger and stronger, Yao Daojue's face changed from white to blue, and then from blue to purple, and slowly turned into the current purple sauce. Unconsciously, in order to fight against his own internal urgency and prevent himself from restarting his long-lost mapping career, Yao Daojue's control over his body has improved by leaps and bounds in just a few hours. From a person who couldn't even move a finger before, to a quasi-recovered patient who is now trembling violently and can mobilize all his strength to strengthen the door of internal emergency.

"Wow yes ......"

Suddenly, Yao Daojue, who was trembling violently, seemed to have broken through a certain level. The trembling body suddenly froze, then bounced up sharply, and rushed out with a strange scream. That body, that state, how can there be the slightest bit of what a seriously injured person should be.

After a long time, Yao Daojue, who didn't know where to hide to vent, limped, but returned to the room with a refreshed face, fell on the sickbed with a bang, and said weakly: "Finally, there is no ...... to make a fool of."

Although there was no figure around from noon to evening, and it was unlikely that Feng Feisha was turning, Yao Daojue was still worried in his heart, fearing that if Feng Feisha suddenly appeared and saw that he had drawn a super map.

Besides, even if no one sees it, he can't pass this level in his heart, and if it really happens, it will be a stain in his heart that can never be erased. Expectations for the future can drop to negative in an instant, and even no ambition will ever be.

"Is the wind flying in the sand?"

After a long time, Yao Daojue, who had finally recovered part of his mood and had recovered a lot from his injuries, slowly got up and walked to the table, picked up the message of Feng Feisha telling him to take care of his injuries, and then there was a long silence.

In this long silence, Yao Daojue's thoughts flew and he figured out a lot of things. It is a good note to wait until the strength is enough to protect oneself in the martial arts. But he is not a native of the Perak world, and he is not an ordinary person who is willing to live in peace. He is a time-traveler, a time-traveler who knows and is more obsessed with all the major things in this world.

There are too many characters and things in this world that he cares about, too many characters and things that he grits his teeth and hates, and too many regrets that he regrets in his heartache. Now that he is fortunate enough to cross into the world he is obsessed with, how can he ignore the world he is obsessed with, and quietly hide to the side and slowly accumulate strength.

If he chooses to slowly accumulate strength, by the time he finally has the strength to protect himself, the world of Thunderbolt may have repeated its original trajectory long ago, and nothing has changed. So, what is the point of him traveling through this world? Is it just a new perspective to see what is happening in the world?

No? This must not be the case! But his strength is low, and he is barely qualified to be a demon horn. Moreover, the recent successive encounters made him understand that although his qualifications were amazing and his cultivation progress was extraordinary, the cultivation time was too short after all.

No matter how fast he cultivates martial arts, he will be far from being able to catch up with those strong people who have achieved cultivation in a short period of time, and if he kills the current enemy, he will immediately encounter a stronger enemy. And the next time he encounters an enemy like the man in black or the old man in gray, will he still be lucky enough to escape with his life? The answer is obvious, you don't have to think about Yao Daojue to understand.