Chapter 291: The dantian was hit hard, and the cultivation was lost

Just when Suzuki went to serve soup for Han Feng, Uncle Yang also hurriedly supported Han Feng, who had not yet recovered, and invited him into the house to talk.

Although Uncle Yang is the head of the village, the living conditions are the same as the villagers, in the not spacious earthen house, there is a wooden bed on the left and right against the wall, even if it is late autumn, the wooden bed is only padded with some thatch for heating, and even a little silk and satin have not been seen, which is enough to show how difficult their life is.

"Little brother, you sit down first, you still have injuries on your body, and it is not suitable for long-term walking. After the two entered the house, Uncle Yang helped Han Feng to sit on the bed, and when he sat down, he also sat on the other side of the bed.

Last night, I learned from Suzuki that he had been in a coma for more than ten days, which really scared Han Feng, but even after resting for so long, the injury caused by Bi Haisheng's last hit in the dantian was not something that time could repair, and the time of more than ten days was only to repair some of the skin injuries on the body, except for being able to get out of bed and walk around, it is estimated that it will be difficult to move a table and chairs, and at this moment, he is not polite to Uncle Yang, and sits down carefully along the edge of the bed.

"Thank you Uncle Yang and Sister Suzuki for saving your life, if there is any place that can be used in the future, Han Feng will definitely die!"

After Han Feng sat down, he once again respectfully bowed to the rugged man in front of him, if they hadn't salvaged themselves by the river in time, whether he would still be alive now is another matter.

"Oh, little brother, you're too polite. Uncle Yang's face suddenly turned red, and he looked at Han Feng embarrassedly and waved his hand.

"By the way, Uncle Yang, I wonder if you saw a huge block of ice with a person in it when you saved me?"

"Yes. ”

"What about her?" Receiving Uncle Yang's affirmation, Han Feng became even more excited, his body unconsciously drove forward, and he almost fell out of bed.

"Little brother, slow down, uh, she's now, this. Uncle Yang didn't know how to explain it for a while, and he couldn't say that the ice was heavy and icy, so he put it in a cave.

"Brother Han Feng, the medicinal soup is here. At this time, Suzuki carefully held the porcelain bowl in his hand, and the hot steam that kept coming out made Suzuki's little face red, and he walked towards Han Feng slowly, for fear that he would accidentally knock over the medicinal soup in his hand, which also interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Thank you, Sister Suzuki!" Han Feng sat down again, judging from Uncle Yang's performance, Senior Sister Zhang should be fine now, since this is the case, then she is not in a hurry for a while, looking at Suzuki who came over with a smile on her face, stretched out her hands, took it with dignity, and did not blow it, and drank the entire bowl of medicinal soup under the stunned eyes of Uncle Yang's father and daughter, but this temperature is really not a problem for a monk with a quenching body of the twelfth layer.

"Brother Han Feng, aren't you too hot?" Suzuki asked in surprise, but when the words came out, he realized that it was very rude, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his little hand and lowered his head with a blushing face.

Han Feng smiled, not impressed, but reached out and touched Suzuki's little head, "It's a little hot, but it's your warmth that my brother feels more from it." ”

Gently stroking Suzuki's little head, Han Feng's eyes gradually became blurred, as if he recalled that he had just crossed over to the Cloud Continent, and he was like this at that time, when he was sick, there would be many people who were very worried and guarded by his side, conveying full love and warmth.

Suzuki is like a combination of Qiuqiu and Xiangxiang for himself, bold with a little shy, nervous and timid, but full of adventure and fearlessness, it is simply a perfect combination of the advantages of Qiuqiu and Xiangxiang.

Seeing Han Feng like this, Uncle Yang knew in his heart, and called Suzuki softly, ready to leave some private space for Han Feng, but Suzuki had already been extremely careful to get out and still disturbed Han Feng and woke him up from the memories of the past.

After Han Feng woke up, he looked apologetic, knowing that he had just lost his temper, and hurriedly apologized, but Uncle Yang and Suzuki looked unimpressed, "Little brother, you rest first, Suzuki and I will go cook first, and I'll call you when dinner is ready." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Yang. ”

After the two left, Han Feng was left alone to sit cross-legged on the bed, and when he got up, the severe pain from the dantian made it impossible for Han Feng not to feel it, and it was precisely because of this that Han Feng found that his dantian was close to being broken, and his spiritual power was flowing outward all the time, accompanied by his cultivation being declining until his cultivation was lost, and the severity of the injury made Han Feng feel helpless.

Although it is now in a remote village that is quiet and without danger, who can be sure that Bi Haisheng will pursue here?

Closing his eyes and crossing his knees, he kept reciting the mental mantra of the "Endless Five Elements Exercises" in his heart, but after trying again and again, his cultivation was still declining, and every time the spiritual power ingested into his body from the air was stored in the dantian, it was like catching a group of fat sheep but putting them in a sheepfold full of loopholes, and after a while, he disappeared again, so that all of Han Feng's efforts became useless.

The damage to the dantian caused Han Feng to become a mortal who could not cultivate.

The distraught Han Feng struggled in pain with his head in his hands, he didn't know what others called him now, but he himself thought that he had become a wasted person, a waste person who could not cultivate, and was completely wasted! He just said that he wanted to eradicate all the waste people of the demon race but would never be able to fulfill his promise! He said that he would never let his relatives around him suffer but could not do anything about it!

"Little brother, it's time to eat!"