The red sun slowly rose, smoke curled over the town, and a ray of sky light fell on Xu Feng's face through the window, Xu Feng barely opened his eyes and stretched his waist. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Whether it's in the last world or in this world, a hangover is just as uncomfortable!

It's still early, probably an hourly scene.

Xu Feng glanced at the sleeping Li Ke, preparing to breathe Zhenyuan and investigate the injury. With his eyes closed and his knees crossed, Zhenyuan ran quickly in his body for three weeks, and the feeling of laziness and exhaustion was immediately swept away.

The impact of breaking the army and turning into black fog and dying was too domineering, and Xu Feng, who was already injured, was even more severely damaged.

In the future battles, he also deliberately suppressed the injuries in his body, and now when he investigates carefully, he finds that the injuries are more serious than he imagined.

Shen Nian probed inside his body and found that there were several thin cracks in the secluded mansion where the true yuan was gathered.

The Youfu is above the lower abdomen, which is the place where the cultivators' true yuan gathers, and it is also the foundation for swords, fists and feet, and various martial arts can be displayed. It can be said to be the life of a cultivator.

Many cultivators were crushed by enemies of higher realms, and eventually they all exploded the Hidden Mansion and died in pieces. This shows how serious Xu Feng's injuries are.

Because Xu Feng's physique is very different from ordinary people, and he has tempered his muscles and bones in the Danhe River of the Burning Star Tower, this has fulfilled his super resistance ability. For an ordinary cultivator, with such an injury, I am afraid that he would have to retreat and recuperate, and drink wine and eat meat like Xu Feng in a chic manner.

Xu Feng didn't dare to be careless, and according to his understanding of True Yuan and Divine Thoughts, he began to bridge these small cracks little by little.

It's like painting on the walls, and the divine mind controls its own true element, slowly turning around in the secluded mansion, over and over again. There is a special term for this in the practice of nurturing the secluded.

Cultivate the secluded to pass the spirit, and turn the god into the secluded.

It is that the True Yuan and Divine Thoughts can be adjusted to each other in the cultivator's body in a certain way, which plays a role in improving the strength of cultivation.

Half an hour passed, and the white mist on Xu Feng's head was shrouded, and these white mist were caused by the True Yuan Conservation Youfu overflowing through the air pockets of the hundreds of limbs.

If you touch it with your hands, you will find that these white mist are cool and very comfortable. Because that is the original attribute of condensing the vitality of heaven and earth.

Xu Feng opened his eyes with satisfaction, and in half an hour, his injuries had recovered at least forty percent.

These meditation and healing skills were all taught by the old man of the Burning Star Tower, and for a practical practitioner, these cultivation methods were very necessary.

Seven meridians and eight veins, five veins are not connected!

The peak of the apocalypse, it is difficult to advance an inch!

The unwavering words of the old man of Tiangen sounded in Xu Feng's ears. Based on the old man's understanding of cultivation and the context of the human body, this statement is equivalent to directly sentencing Xu Feng's monastic career to death.

Miracles happen every minute in the world, but they just befall different people.

Xu Feng didn't believe that his body couldn't cultivate, and he didn't believe that when he reached the peak of the Apocalypse, there was no way to continue.

He decided to give it a try, and how could he find out where the root of the problem was, without going to it himself!

Feeling the silence in the courtyard, the atmosphere of autumn slaughter and the town life in the morning are perfectly combined, and the various sounds and images in Xu Feng's mind begin to intertwine with each other.

Like the fate, creation, and even the divine realm, the realm of the Apocalypse needs the opportunity of enlightenment. Among the world's well-known cultivation five realms, the only one that does not need to be enlightened is the Golden Stone Realm.

This kind of exercise of building the body and refining the bones and transforming the spirit and condensing the body requires a majestic true element and firm perseverance.

Xu Feng, who was sitting on the bed, raised his eyebrows slightly, deliberately urging the true yuan in his body to the extreme, and then gathered all his divine thoughts in his heart, and began to try to enter the second realm of cultivation - the Golden Stone Realm according to the exercises he learned in the Martial Arts Sect.

"Build, not cast. The difference between one word and thousands of miles is different. Casting, just like casting a bronze bell, is molded at one time. And building is like building a brick wall, brick by brick, slowly building. It starts with the heart and ends up building the muscles and bones of the whole body. Like a cicada, like a snake changing, a little bit reborn. ”

Zhao Xiaohong, the master of the Burning Star Tower's Martial Arts Sect, gave an easy-to-understand explanation circling in Xu Feng's mind.

The divine thought guided the true element, through the countless meridians in the body, and began to converge towards the heart, and the feeling was like countless beetles scurrying in their blood, and pain and fear hit at the same time.

Only when the meridians and heart can withstand all the blessings of the divine thoughts and true elements, can the foundation building happen little by little.

And the violent invasion of these divine thoughts and true elements is like washing bones in the Dan River, which is painful.

Xu Feng clenched his teeth, sweat ran down his back, and the mattress was wet in a moment. On the limbs and torso, the muscles are tense and the green tendons are flare.

"Persistence! must persevere!" Zhen Yuan invaded in the tendons near his heart, and Xu Feng could vaguely feel that the corner of his heart began to change slowly, and it was a real and full and heavy feeling.

Xu Feng was overjoyed in his heart, and with a light snort, his divine thoughts poured out, and the true yuan accelerated to gather.

And at this moment, it suddenly changed!

Xu Feng only felt a burst of soreness on his left arm and wrist, followed by a soft sound, the blood line in the arm socket suddenly exploded, and a stream of blood rushed out, shooting more than five feet high!

Xu Feng screamed in shock, and hurriedly pressed with his right hand, but unexpectedly, the true yuan in his body instantly lost control, and he galloped back!

Boom!...... Boom!...... Boom!

Three more streams of blood rushed out, instantly blowing Xu Feng into a bloody man!

Li Ke heard the sound, and suddenly jumped up from the bed, already holding the short knife in his hand, looking around blankly and not finding any enemies, staring at Xu Feng on the bed opposite with a face full of disbelief.

At this time, Xu Feng was covered in blood, the whole person fell sideways on the bed, his hands and feet were bent and raised, and his whole body was stiff and motionless, a bloody and cruel and somewhat funny picture was displayed in front of Li Ke's eyes.

"Boss...... What's the matter!, boss!" Li Ke let out a cry.

When Jiang Liao and Cuihua heard the shout, they immediately rushed over, and when they entered the house, they saw Li Ke holding a short knife in his hand, and Xu Feng was lying on the bed covered in blood, unable to speak or move.

"What's going on?" Jiang Liao asked in a deep voice as he stared at the knife in Li Ke's hand.

"I heard the noise, and when I woke up, I saw the boss lying on the bed like this!" Li Ke said, only to find that he was still nervously holding the short knife, and hurriedly threw it on the ground.

Xu Feng felt like the blood all over his body was about to run, and he was weak and weak. All the knots in his body were so stiff that he couldn't move, and only his eyes could still move.

I thought to myself: Die, I'm afraid I won't be able to die for a while! Damn, this time I'm so embarrassed, I actually played for myself! Sure enough, the old man keeps talking, and the hardships are in front of him!

Xu Feng thought and tried to signal Jiang Liao with his eyes. He looked at Jiang Liao's hand, and then looked down at his chest.

Jiang Liao realized that Xu Feng was probably forcibly impacting the realm, and the true yuan was reversed. Hurriedly beckoned Cuihua to straighten Xu Feng, barely maintaining a sitting posture, stretched out his hands flat, ran the true yuan, and began to subdue the chaotic true yuan for Xu Feng.

......

It wasn't until the sun rose that the true yuan in Xu Feng's body completely subsided.

His eyes were closed, and he sat cross-legged on the bed with a pale face.

The blood splashed everywhere in the house had been simply cleaned up, leaving traces of blood that had not been wiped clean, reminding Fang Cai of the thrilling scene.

Xu Feng was weak and angry.

"Heard of brawls and hemorrhage...... The woman was bleeding profusely, but she didn't expect to have a massive hemorrhage in her own cultivation! ”