Chapter Forty-Eight: Continue to Masturbate
The cliffs are extremely deep.
After falling for a long time, it still hasn't landed, and Joradan can't help but secretly rejoice.
It's starting to slow down.
Although he is not an expert in physics, in his previous life, after the devastation of compulsory education, Joradan still knows a little about physics, the faster the object descends, the greater the air resistance, and when this resistance and gravity cancel out, the speed will not increase.
Although this realm is the realm of cultivation, and its structure is different from the original world, there are still some things that are the same, for example, people are hungry to eat, for example, men like women, and for example, things in the sky will fall to the ground.
The same is true of the law of free landing.
The acceleration just now, the speed has already exceeded the extreme, the drag has long been greater than the gravity, and the further it falls, the slower the speed becomes.
Moreover, unlike the world in which he lived in his previous life, in the cultivation realm, there was a large amount of aura floating in the air, and in this realm of refining illusion, the aura was even richer, and the resistance was even greater.
In addition, Joradan stretched his limbs hard to increase the force surface.
speed, down a lot.
The wind in my ears was much lighter.
Eyes, you can also see the speeding cliff clearly.
The ground is gradually becoming clearer.
"Huh?"
"Wowha, wowhahaha!"
A touch of turquoise came into view, and as it fell, this touch became a piece, and when I looked closely, Joradan was overjoyed, and there was a lake below.
Can't die.
"The protagonist in the novel, jumping off the cliff, won't he fall into the lake, maybe there will be adventures, get a bunch of magic cheats, and then go to the pinnacle of life. ”
"Wha, I didn't expect me Joladan to have such an awesome day!"
Laughing maniacally.
Rumble!
The naked body slammed into the lake and splashed all over the sky.
Cool.
Chilling bones.
This cliff is extremely deep, the lake at the bottom, no sunlight for 10,000 years, cold and biting, if it is not connected with the dark river, the water does not stop, it is estimated that it would have formed a lump of ice.
At the moment of life and death, Joladan burst out with a strong will to survive, and at the moment of impact, he simply withstood the pain and did not pass out.
Use all fours.
Finally struggling to swim out of the pool, lying on the shore, Joradan pumped.
I don't have the strength anymore.
It's almost out of aura.
It's really poor and white, and it's all out of food.
What's even worse is that the waist, the big hole, is constantly bleeding out, even if he desperately uses aura to block the blood in the wound, he still can't stop bleeding.
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die. ”
If it continues like this, sooner or later it will be a death.
Bitter.
Even if there are really any magic secrets under the cliff, I don't have the life to learn it.
"I have to recover my aura first. ”
After taking a breath of incense, and finally regaining a little strength, Joradan sat up cross-legged and began to meditate, absorbing the free aura around him.
Little success.
It is necessary to consume the aura to continuously block the broken blood veins in the waist, and the little aura absorbed is simply not enough.
"By the way, the spirit stone, and a piece of the medium-grade spirit stone. ”
It's all at this time, who cares if the gluttony will become more difficult to control because of this, and it is important to save your life.
Reached.
Joradan wanted to open the storage bag and take out the medium-grade spirit stone.
But.
"I'm rubbing, it's over!"
The storage bag containing the medium-grade spirit stone is gone.
A reminiscence.
Joradan remembered.
When he was trapped by the demon hand, in order to break free, he took the silver gun from the storage bag, but after taking it, he forgot to tie the storage bag to his body.
Saying.
Looking at his naked body, it seems that there is no place to tie it.
Therefore, not only is this storage bag gone, but the storage bag that was snatched from the three monks is also gone, and now, except for the golden sword in his hand, there is nothing left.
That's how it can be good.
I'm at a loss.
"Huh?"
Not far away, a corpse caught Joradan's attention.
Not.
It is not accurate to say that it is a corpse, I don't know how many years, this corpse has turned into a pile of rotten bones, and even the clothes have been eroded into rags by the years.
Obviously, this is also the unlucky guy who fell off the cliff, and he fell down many years ago.
Holding on to the last glimmer of hope, Joradan staggered towards the pile of rotten bones, hoping to find even a spirit stone.
Pity.
I turned the pile of rotten bones into a mess, and I didn't find a storage bag, let alone any spirit stones.
There is one item, a spirit orb.
But.
The effect of this thing restoring aura is not much better than that of the lower grade spirit stone, and for now, it has no effect at all.
It's not.
Put this spirit bead on the abdomen, run the sword technique, and the spiritual energy that floated out from the spirit bead entered the spiritual aperture, but it was only instantaneous, and it was consumed.
Blood, still more than that.
"Wait!"
"There it is!"
"No, this thing is probably similar to the Demon Pill. ”
"Damn, let's die!"
Staring at the orb with a pair of red eyes, Joradan gritted his teeth and swallowed it.
Monkey business!
What a nonsense!
The spirit stone is a kind of ore that contains spiritual energy, swallowing it, this spirit bead, similar to the demon pill, although it also contains spiritual energy, but there is the essence of the demon beast in it, once swallowed, the consequences are unimaginable.
Otherwise, there is no need for the monks to study alchemy painstakingly, and there is no need to refine a good demon pill into an elixir, just eat the demon pill directly, you know, those high-grade demon pills, the aura contained in them is not worse than the high-grade spirit stones, and it is many times stronger than the refined elixir.
Therefore, the demon pill is absolutely uneatable, and once swallowed, you have to become an idiot if you don't die.
But.
Knowing the seriousness of devouring the demon pill, Joladan swallowed it anyway.
It's also forced to have no choice.
A dead horse is a live horse doctor, if you don't eat it, it's a death, and if you eat it, you may still have a chance of life.
Besides, Joradan still has the last glimmer of hope in his heart, this spirit bead is transformed by the corpse of a demon beast, which is a little different from the demon pill, maybe, it will be okay to eat it.
So.
Swallow!
Duang's snort.
The spirit bead fell into the gluttonous ding.
Rumble!
A burst of flames rushed up, surrounding the spirit beads.
"Huh?"
The gluttonous fire was a lot weaker, which made Joladan a little strange.
Take a closer look.
Not only is the fire weaker, but the devouring ability of the gluttonous ding is also much weaker.
"What's going on?"
"How did this gluttonous ding become weaker?"
"Do you mean ......?"
Recalling Li Wuya's ferocious blow, Joraldan had some enlightenment.
Gluttony, injured.
Under the frantic blow of the war knife, even if it was cast with earth qi mother iron, gluttonous ding, it was still heavily damaged.