He shook his head, feeling in his heart that Ji Zhiyuan seemed to be trapped in something incomprehensible.

As a brother, he just silently accepted the ending as if he was informed, and didn't even react to how it led to such an ending.

"Forget it, eat it all. How do you feel? ”

In the final analysis, he has no dissatisfaction with Qi Nian, and he admires him very much. Although chance is very important, no matter what kind of path you take, your heart is indispensable.

For powerful people, he has always respected them very much.

After Ji Zhiyuan swallowed the red pill, he was also waiting, waiting to see if the pill would really have any effect.

He believes in Qi Nian, but his illness is old, and even if he trusts, he actually doesn't have much hope of healing the damage on his body.

After all, although Qi Nian is powerful, Chenxin Country, as a big country of poisons, is also a big country in the production of healing potions, and there are so many curing potions, and there is no shortage of capable people.

It's just that he, who has seen countless pharmacists, has spent money in the past, and the toxins in his body have not disappeared.

In fact, after so many years, he has also become accustomed to it.

At first, I was distressed, but then I calmed down.

In this world, there are many people who are still alive without hands and feet, so don't they practice?

He was just the foundation of his original cultivation, and his physique had been damaged, and it wasn't really anything if he couldn't repair it for the time being—it just made it more painful for him to practice.

That kind of pain is unbearable at first, but if you really get used to it, you will get used to it.

Therefore, his actions are actually hopeless about this pill in his heart.

Can the damage inside be cured overnight?

He was adamant about that.

…… However, the change inside made his brows furrow.

Not displeasure, but shock.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Ling Zhilin saw him frowning and thought he was unwell.

Also, in fact, Ji Zhiyuan suffered more damage than him in this room, and he has always protected Ling Zhilin.

As soon as he saw that something was wrong, he was indeed nervous.

"In my dantian, there seems to be a very clear breath swimming." Ji Zhiyuan seemed to be puzzled, and seemed to be thinking about it.

"Crisp breath? Are you really poisoned? Ling Zhilin felt that Qi Nian's judgment was correct: "Why don't you tell us?" ”

Ji Zhiyuan looked up at him and explained:

"For many years, I was afraid that you would be worried, so I didn't tell you.

Only my parents and the court physician knew about this.

And I don't know how Qi Nian learned about my physical condition. ”

"Alas......" Ling Zhilin's lips moved slightly: "You are so uneasy.

Are you feeling better? …… Does this pill work? ”

Ji Zhiyuan meditated on the spot, holding his breath and concentrating, using his spiritual power.

Spiritual power burst out from the dantian in an instant, traveling all over the body.

In the past, when he used to use the spiritual power of his whole body, he would always feel hindered. That kind of domineering poison made him miserable, and his cultivation path was very bumpy.

Right now......

It seems to be different.

When that spiritual power traveled throughout the body, although it was also hindered, the degree of this obstruction had long since lost its previous domineering.

He can use his spiritual power smoothly to irrigate his whole body.

"Ahh

Ever since he was ten years old when he was struck by such a strange and difficult poison, his cultivation has become more and more difficult.

Looking for medicine from all over the world, but there is no cure for it.

He looked forward again and again, but later he lost hope.

Although the elders still encouraged him, telling him to wait, they would definitely try their best to find a solution.

But from their helpless eyebrows, he already had a judgment in his heart—

It's not that it's hard to cure, but it's very difficult. They also tried their best, but no matter how much power they used in Chenxin Kingdom, there was still no solution.

…… I guess there's really no way around.

This domineering poison destroyed the foundation of his cultivation.

The spiritual power of the Divine Continent is divided into five levels, and the depth from low to high is:

Ruoxuan, Wenyang, Jianghe, Tanchen, into the sky.

My father said that his foundation was damaged, and it was not easy to practice, and the deeper the practice, the more the toxin spread in the body, so ......

He is the highest, that is, he cultivates to the Jiang River.

It's just one level higher than his current level, Wen Yang.

Otherwise, his life could be in danger.

It's okay.

He comforted himself like this, and said this to his relatives.

After all, Chen Xinguo also didn't attach importance to spiritual power cultivation.

However, only I know the bitterness in my heart.

As the only future heir of Ji to the present, the true ambition in his heart is only known to himself.

This is too dangerous to rely solely on pharmaceuticals as a power backing.

He was in great need of spiritual power.

However, he has convinced himself to let go, hasn't he? At least on the surface.

But what young man doesn't have a desire for upwards?

This time, for the medicine given to him by Qi Nian, although he hoped that it would really have an effect. But...... In fact, there are so many precedents of failure in front of him, and he has lost hope.

I didn't expect it to be effective!

He couldn't believe it!

But the feeling of getting clearer and clearer in my heart is real.

His wounded lungs seemed to have been cleansed by the clearest spring in the mountains, and all the toxins were slowly washed away.

"Whew-"

He exhaled a cloudy breath.

He still couldn't believe it in his heart, but no matter how much he changed, as long as there was, it was enough to make him excited.

He couldn't believe it, after calming down, he let the spiritual power in the dantian burst out again, and it was still swimming all over his body.

This time, Ji Zhiyuan made an even more surprising discovery - he ran his spiritual power without any obstruction, and it was completely unimpeded!

He only had this feeling ten years ago! He hasn't felt this way since he was poisoned!

Authenticity is a feeling that has not been seen in a long time!

He took a breath of air, almost greedily, and it was clear from his lungs to his lungs.

Ling Zhilin stood on the side, watching him concentrate on using his spiritual power, as if he was tormented, and finally waited for him to withdraw his spiritual power.

"Are you alright? Is this medicine okay? ”

"No problem. …… It's no problem, I haven't had a foundation for healing for ten years.

Overnight, he was cured. ”

He looked at his palm, and suddenly felt that he had the future in his hand again.

"Did you bring the spirit stone?" Ji Zhiyuan now especially wanted to see his spiritual power level.

If he didn't feel wrong, just now, he should have had a spiritual breakthrough!