The spaceship lasted in the sky for two days, and Zhang Bai woke up the night before, and as soon as he woke up, he took out a bloody human hand from the treasure chest, startling everyone around him.

"Can you pick it up for me?" he asked Titus bitterly.

"It's hard to say, I can't really guarantee it, it's too risky to do that. Titus replied.

A huge pain came from his right arm, and Zhang Bai fainted.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in the realm of dreams again, lying in the green area by the river, surrounded by grass and trees, and beside him was the footbridge with a waterfall, and he felt that the ground where he was lying was quite high, almost as high as the deck of the bridge.

I don't know where the water of the waterfall comes from, but it keeps flowing and making a gurgling sound. It's like the pain in my right wrist, which doesn't stop. "It hurts!" Zhang Bai couldn't help but get up in unbearable pain.

Piggy ran out of him, the golden light on his body weakened a little, and it seemed a little unenergetic. Zhang Bai knew that it must be the pig in his body that helped him stabilize his injury.

The wrist was cut off by Zigan, and it is estimated that the medical level of this era, even Titus may not be able to catch his hand.

He struggled to look around, and in his dreams, he couldn't find his severed hand. It was shocking to see only the unbandaged wounds, and to see your own flesh and bones clearly. But for some reason, such a big wound did not bleed.

It may be because of the relationship in the dream world, or it may be the credit of Pig Pig, after all, it is a divine monkey who can heal.

The wound is so open, it is easy to get infected, there are no antibiotics here, it is all up to your own resistance. Thinking of this, he simply practiced on Sunday, thinking that it might help to recover.

So which one to practice first? His meridians have always been running in their own way, and the main purpose of cultivating this time is to heal his injuries.

He decided to study the Taiping Qing Collar Purple Book, which in addition to refining qi and talismans, actually had a chapter on medical skills. Zhang Bai's personality is quite jumpy, and he didn't have much interest in medical skills, so he never paid attention to this chapter.

Take advantage of this time, hurry up and take a look.

A purple scripture appeared in the divine soul, and he looked at it carefully, and after a while, he found the chapter that used magic to run the aura to stop the bleeding and restore the wound.

He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, struggling to look through the pages, and found that at the end of this chapter, there was actually a content that made the body crippled and reborn. It contains medical techniques such as rebirth of severed fingers and hair, restoration of sight in both eyes, and scar repair.

It's a pity that these reborn things are relatively ordinary and easy, he looked at his broken wrist, and he wasn't sure if it would be effective, anyway, let's try it! But before he started to cultivate, then suddenly there was another terrible pain, and he found that his right arm, along the crook of the arm, was cut by an invisible knife.

This is really unbearable, but Zhang Bai is still sober, could it be that Titus, a quack, is amputating his limb?

He felt that it was very likely, this should be anesthetic! It was too terrifying to come directly, I am not Guan Erye! Zhang Bai howled in pain like killing a pig.

And what made him even more difficult to accept was that there was my tattoo treasure chest on his right arm, which contained his usual weapons, clothes, and imperial medicine. You can bear it if you lose your arm, but if you lose it, it's too big.

Thinking of this, he didn't care about the severe pain, and used his left hand to desperately dig something out of the tattoo treasure chest. Platinum Suo, Zhan Lu Sword, Jianmu Dagger, Hell's Furnace, Four Modified Tokens, a ** Medicine, a Letter, Two Watches, Three Qiankun Bags Full of Spirit Beads and Gold and Silver Money, Two Robes Snatched from Al Hilal, In addition to some pens, ink, paper, inkstones, talisman paper, and a lot of mess.

He had already lost his strength from the sharp pain, so he threw himself directly on the grass beside him.

Finally, before the wound in the crook of his arm was getting deeper and deeper, he finally cleared the treasure chest and lay weakly on the grass. Wailing and enduring the pain, he watched as the wound on his right arm rapidly deepened.

This is clearly a surgical wound, step by step, and extremely fast. The blade avoided the joints and delicately removed the joints, instead of cutting them off like a pig-killing knife, or it would hurt even more.

"Titus, you Roman pig, if the master doesn't die of pain this time, I'll teach you a good lesson...!" Zhang Bai thought in a daze, and finally fainted in his dreams.

A huge full moon approached in front of him.

Zhang Bai felt that if he stretched out his hand, he would definitely be able to touch it, but unfortunately he couldn't move at all, and he couldn't speak, so he could only stare blankly at the monotonous potholes on the moon. The craters were so uniform that they didn't interest him in any way.

One person for a month, looking at each other, that's it, time passes little by little.

Is this dead? If this is heaven, it would be shabby.

The moon gradually darkened, and Zhang Bai found that he was suddenly able to breathe, just like a newborn baby who suddenly learned to cry, he was able to speak.

"You're damn!" he exclaimed, with all his strength, well, and felt alive again.

The huge lunar surface suddenly darkened faster, and the whole world grew darker and darker, until there was not a trace of light. Zhang Bai was a little frightened and shouted a few times, but it was completely useless, and a wave of sleepiness hit him, drowning him in the dark.

I don't know how long it has been?

"Whew-ah!" Zhang Bai suddenly woke up again, he looked around in horror, fortunately this was his magic capital dream realm.

He was still lying on the damp lawn, facing the sky on his back, the air blowing in the wind was aura, very clean and fresh, and the sky in front of him stretched endlessly, and the stars were shining brightly, making people feel calm.

Suddenly, I noticed that my arm didn't seem to hurt anymore. He immediately tried to move his right arm, but to his disappointment, the pain in his heart hit him violently again. Sure enough, it hasn't recovered yet, but the pain has decreased.

He sadly felt that the right arm had lost its sense of reality, and it seemed that it was really gone. He wanted to move, but he was afraid of pain, so he thought that he should leave his arm alone for the time being.

Zhang Bai turned his head slightly, looking around, and his treasures were quietly scattered on the grass. He suddenly sneered, feeling a bit like he was in the game, like those bosses who were blown up stupidly burst out of a place of treasures, usually he fights bosses, but this time it was himself who was blown up.

It is still necessary to strengthen cultivation, since leaving the Eastern Barren Mountain and Yingshan, he has not encountered many top cultivation opponents, and even if he does, every time he is a sneak attack or outwitting, such as Al Hilal and Daolao, these people are really not good, so let Mu Jing of Xuan Immortal Realm crush them.

This time, he was really deflated, just separated from Mu Jing, he immediately suffered a heavy blow, and he himself felt like a soft eater.