Faintly, the blue energy gently rippling on the surface of the slate merged into Situ Hao's palm, and when Situ Hao's palm completely absorbed the blue energy into his palm, the white slate began to slowly crack, and finally shattered.

It's been two months since I came here.

This milky white slate, Situ Hao didn't know how many times he had bombarded it with all his might, but none of them could cause any damage to it, it was just like a circle in the vast deep sea, and those small ripples in the circle could not bring any changes at all.

But at this moment, looking at the stone slab shattered into the ground, Situ Hao was not surprised. This stone tablet exists for the cultivation of the burial master who inherited the fragment of the Burial Heavenly Scripture.

Now, Situ Hao has learned all three stages of the Burial Heavenly Sutra Fragment and mastered the burial technique left by this mad dragon, naturally, it has also reached its mission.

Just now, Situ Hao's lightly touched palm was actually the fragment of the third stage of the Burial Heaven Sutra. The real simplicity is simple, but it contains infinite power of a punch.

This punch was made by Situ Hao, but it was not his energy. He has become one with this piece of heaven and earth, he is heaven and earth, heaven and earth are him, and this fist is not only his fist, but also the will of heaven and earth.

Silently staring at the stone slabs that began to gradually weather, turning into wisps of white dust and sand, Situ Hao's eyes had a light flowing, and his followers looked up at the sky, and saw the wisps of white dust and sand glittering under the light, and finally disappeared, like a flash, the soul of heaven and earth.

When he turned his head to look, Situ Hao found that this piece of the world, which was considered a paradise by Situ Hao, had now turned into a "ruin".

The grass here is withered, the trees are dead, the wind is cold, the sky is gray, covered with patches of earthy yellow clouds, the earth has been completely cracked, and there is a deep ravine under Situ Hao's feet.

Looking downward, there was nothing to be seen, as if the abyss had been dead for many years.

He borrowed the energy between heaven and earth, and this punch exhausted the power of this piece of heaven and earth, but he himself did not change at all, but there was an energy that maintained absolute balance and flowed weakly.

Situ Hao felt that all his forms of energy were passing little by little, not disappearing in an instant, but peeling off the cocoon, and the heaven and earth were stripping away his energy layer by layer from his body.

But this is also Situ Hao's own will, because absolute balance also means that if this piece of heaven and earth dies, he will also "die".

In the end, Situ Hao fell to the ground weakly, looking at the sky that had changed from earthy yellow to black completely, and couldn't help but show a smile of relief.

He understood why this fragment of the Burial Heavenly Scripture was a low-level fragment of the burial technique. He thought that with the strength of the Nine Burial Heaven Realm of the Wild Dragon, if the level of this Burial Heaven Scripture Fragment was set one level higher, he was afraid that before he created this set of burial techniques, he himself would be devoured by this heaven and earth.

Situ Hao knew that after he had this burial technique, not to mention facing the opponent of the low-level fragment, I am afraid that he was facing the burial master below the Nine Burial Heaven Realm, and he had the ability to inflict heavy damage on them.

However, this is not a move that can be easily used anytime and anywhere. The price of borrowing the power of heaven and earth is to take oneself as a sacrifice and bear everything. This is the ultimate burial technique that can only be used when he is cornered, and Situ Hao has completely understood this.

When Dong Yun found Situ Hao, he was almost extremely weak, his body was as cold as a corpse, if it weren't for his heart still beating, Dong Yun probably would really think that he was going to die.

But this coldness of the body did not last long, and soon transformed into a kind of heat that almost made Dongyun feel hot, and the terrible high temperature scorched Situ Hao's body from the inside out.

His skin is sometimes red, sometimes even a hint of purple, Dong Yun has studied medicine with his grandfather, but he has never seen this kind of physical vision, she is very worried that Situ Hao will die.

When he adjusted the potion according to his judgment and then fed him, but found that there was still no improvement, Dong Yun couldn't help but shed sad tears, holding Situ Hao's hand tightly, afraid that he would leave him.

However, this terrible vision seemed to have just begun, when the high temperature on Situ Hao's body faded, and before Dongyun could be happy, she found that Situ Hao's body began to have a trace of "cracks".

At first, the crack was just a thin streak of blood, as if it had been lightly slashed by a sharp blade. It was dense and looked a little scary, but Dong Yun thought that this level of trauma should not lead to death.

But since the blood marks appeared, they never disappeared, and even after they dried up, the wounds began to crack open, suppurate, and then turned into bloody wounds torn by faults, from the top of the head to the toes, almost no place was intact.

This terrible change made Dongyun's heart almost fall into despair - she couldn't remember, she couldn't remember any medical book that said that there would be such a strange condition, and of course there was no cure.

But Dong Yun didn't give up, just endured the sadness in his heart, and stubbornly smeared the special gold sore medicine he had prepared for Situ Hao.

It's just that after applying the drug, the wound heals much less quickly than a new wound appears. For the next nearly seven days, Situ Hao's body had been in a state of blurred flesh and blood, and his facial features were even a little unclear.

If you are an ordinary person, maybe when you encounter this terrible situation, let alone treatment, I am afraid that the first reaction is to run away directly - Situ Hao's injury is certainly terrifying.

But what is even more creepy is that Situ Hao is still alive, under this serious injury, his breathing is weak but always there, and his heartbeat, although slow, is always beating.

At this moment, Dong Yun's tenacious willpower and affectionate and righteous character gave her infinite courage, she was unwilling to give up Situ Hao, and persevered to continue to treat him.

However, Dongyun's efforts still failed to bring about a miracle. A few days later, when Dongyun walked into the room with a basin of clear water, ready to wipe the blood on Situ Hao's body, he found that his wounds had become more serious.

"Xiao Hao!"

Looking at the abnormal changes on the dense wounds on Situ Hao's body, Dong Yun's complexion changed suddenly, and he hurriedly called out and put down the basin of water and ran towards Situ Hao.

On Situ Hao's body, those wounds had become infected, and his body temperature began to rise little by little again.

Dongyun actually guessed this possibility, after all, such a serious external injury, no matter how you think about it, it doesn't seem like it can be cured by ordinary treatments.

Now the infection of this wound is almost a reasonable thing, there are too many wounds on Situ Hao's body, and this is not over, before the old wound is completely healed, a new blood opening will appear again, slowly flowing viscous and bright red blood.

Her heart was anxious and full of uneasiness. Dong Yun has followed her grandfather to learn medical skills over the years, in fact, if it is in terms of theoretical knowledge, her medical knowledge has surpassed that of her grandfather. She could understand that Situ Hao's physical condition had deteriorated to a very bad point.

Moreover, what worries her even more is that the infection of this wound may be just the beginning, even if the infection of this wound will heal like a miracle, in fact, Dong Yun is still pessimistic about Situ Hao's life.

Because, if the appearance of this new wound can't be completely stopped, sooner or later Situ Hao will still die of excessive blood loss.

Now the special gold sore medicine she uses has the effect of preventing infection and stopping bleeding, but such a serious injury cannot be treated with a mere plaster, which makes her very frustrated.

However, there was no other better way at the moment, and Dongyun thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to continue using this therapy.

But three days later, Dongyun found that Situ Hao's vital signs had weakened to the extreme. The infection of the wound was controlled by her medication, but, as she had expected at first, Situ Hao's blood loss was too severe.

Although he has been boiling a decoction for Situ Hao to swallow, the human body's hematopoiesis is not something that can be completed in a day or two, it takes a very long time.

Now, Situ Hao's body is weak, not to mention, and the amount of bleeding is obviously higher than the amount of blood replenishment, if a cycle can be formed between the two, there is still a way to follow, but the continuous appearance of this new wound does not give Dongyun a little breathing space at all, so she is helpless.

"If this continues, Xiao Hao will really die...... What to do. Dong Yun grabbed Situ Hao's hand, and his rough palm was also covered with large and small wounds.

Seeing that Situ Hao fell into a coma, but still frowned, Dong Yun's heart was also very distressed, how great pain this injury would bring, Dong Yun didn't even dare to think about it.

At this time, she saw that Situ Hao's other hand was wrapped in a strip of cloth, and blood was still oozing from the strip of cloth.

Dong Yun took out all the clothes in the room, himself and Situ Hao, and placed them separately according to the difference in size, length and width, and then took out the herbs in his hand and began to grind, and at the same time took out a medical book that recorded this treatment plan and began to look at it again.

After making sure that he had made no mistakes, Dong Yun put away the medical book, then scooped out a spoonful of the ground herb from the black porcelain bowl and spread it evenly on a long, thick strip of cloth.

The turquoise herb juice exudes a strong medicinal aroma. After applying evenly, Dong Yun took out a pale red medicine bottle and sprinkled the potion inside on it.

After that, Dong Yun helped Situ Hao up, let him lean against the head of the bed, and carefully wrapped his head with the strip of cloth coated with medicinal herbs.

After that, Dong Yun also used the same method, and Dong Yun wrapped circles of cloth strips coated with special potions around Situ Hao's body.

For the next three days, Dong Yun didn't sleep at all, tirelessly grinding the herbs, and then wrapped the strips of cloth around Situ Hao's body.

The snow-white, bloodstained strips of cloth on Situ Hao's body are getting more and more, getting thicker and thicker, and it looks like a red zongzi.

Three days later, Situ Hao's whole person had become a snow-white zongzi, because the package was very thick, the blood stains were no longer visible, but there was some dark green medicinal juice oozing out.

Dongyun has really worked hard these days, because she herself knows very well that she must hurry up now, otherwise the time will drag on for too long, and Situ Hao's life will be in danger.

Although I don't know if this treatment method of mine will be effective, but this is already the limit of what she can do, if so, Situ Hao will not be able to come back to life, Dongyun really doesn't know what to do.

Those clear and bright eyes looked a little dim at the moment, and there was a viscous tired color in the depths of the eyes, Dongyun lowered his head and silently grabbed Situ Hao's big hand.

"Xiao Hao...... You're going to get better...... Definitely. Dong Yun muttered, his little hands wiped away the tears in his eyes, and then he gently lay down beside Situ Hao, curled up his small body, and hugged Situ Hao's arm with two small hands.

Smelling the rich medicinal fragrance in his nose, in this way, he seemed to feel a trace of relief, and gradually, heavy exhaustion swept in, and Dongyun fell asleep. Late at night, the silence of this spiritual secret realm returned to death. Dongyun lay asleep beside Situ Hao.