I don't know how long it took.

"Wake up, wake up" The old bird stood on Feng Cheng's face and whipped Feng Cheng with his wings.

A trace of light shone into his eyes, Feng Cheng's eyelids moved, and he opened his eyes slowly.

Looking at the old bird standing on his face, he was really angry and funny, and the old bird was still whipping himself, but Feng Cheng was too weak now to speak.

I could only watch the old bird stand helplessly on his face and jump around, and at the same time heard "You woke up, you finally woke up, hahahaha, boy, your life shouldn't be ake." ”

His hearing was very weak, coming and going, and the intermittent sound reached Feng Cheng's ears, but he probably understood what the old bird meant.

Feng Cheng moved the corners of his lips slightly at the old bird, as if he was smiling, but for Feng Cheng now, he didn't have the strength to make such a big move, and even a smile was very difficult.

A heart-piercing pain entered the brain, as if it had ripped off a nerve, and Fengcheng's body seemed to move as if it had moved, and sweat the size of a bean fell from his forehead. It was so painful that he closed his eyes again, and his eyelids twitched slightly.

"Boy, you've been lying here for seven days, and you've finally woken up, and you're about to drive me crazy, if you die, go back to Huilongshan, and the old man asks me, what about that kid in Fengcheng, I don't know how to answer. "The old bird who has become a fine is also rich in emotion, and the bird's eyes are even a little moist.

Feng Cheng moved his eyelids to indicate that he heard what the old bird said, and at the same time, his heart was also moved.

But the whole person was in pain, as if he was setting himself on a fire and grilling.

The old bird also realized that the wind was now in endless pain.

"Boy, wait here, the mountain here is full of aura, and there should be a lot of herbs to heal your injuries. I'll go out and pick some for you. With that, the old bird flew out.

Lying here quietly, Feng Cheng sensed his body with the only consciousness, and found that the dantian in his body seemed to have lost contact with him, and he couldn't perceive it at all.

Maybe this is the stupidest thing Feng Cheng has ever done, mixed into a fight that he shouldn't have done, although he has a little distress now, but with his character, even if it's a one-sided relationship, he has to take care of this kind of thing.

What worries him the most is that his perception can't feel the existence of the yuan force in his dantian at all, is it possible that he will become a waste person in the future, can't he cultivate, the bones in his body feel as if they are all shattered, it is these that make Feng Cheng feel the pain all over his body, Feng Cheng can't help but feel a little lost, a little self-deprecating, and more with a kind of helplessness.

A burst of grief poured into my heart, and two lines of tears couldn't stop sliding down, I'm sorry master, Tian'er, I'm afraid I don't have the ability to continue cultivating, Tian'er still knows that she can live to look at you again, at this time, her heart is like a collapsed embankment, with mixed tastes.

There was a sound of flapping wings, and the old bird flew back.

"Boy, why are you crying, you will be fine, not to the point of completely abolishing cultivation. The old bird on the side said comfortingly.

Immediately after that, he was busy beside Feng Cheng, and a variety of unknown herbs were forcibly stuffed into his mouth, with all kinds of flavors, sweet and sour, bitter and salty with a little soil. At this time, Feng Cheng was also a little helpless, a trace of energy emanated from his mouth, and entered the meridians in a trace, slowly repairing his body, and a stream of warm energy spread in his body.

But the energy also seems to be too weak, not as good as a first-order elixir. But perhaps we should thank the old bird for their dedication.

"Boy, I don't know how to refine pills, but I know these herbs, and I know how to cure you little by little," said the old bird on the side, still unhurriedly stuffing Feng Cheng's mouth full of herbs.

After that, the old bird kept busy, flying around, I don't know how many times he ran, picked up countless herbs, piled them up next to Feng Cheng, replaced the herbs when they had no effect, and then stuffed a mouth full of herbs.

Little by little, I was able to speak, and I had the strength to chew on these various herbs in my mouth.

The medicine in the mouth really has any taste, otherwise in this situation, it is usually estimated that he will not eat it after killing Fengcheng, but every time he chews, more energy enters the meridians, and the energy is slightly stronger. Healing injuries in the body is also a little faster.

......

After a long time, Feng Cheng felt much better in his body, and with the strength to raise his hand, he had been chewing unpalatable herbs all day long.

After a few days, Feng Cheng was able to sit up slowly, and he still had a lot of injuries on his body.

"Bah, bah, bah" Feng Cheng sat up and the first thing he did was to spit out the herbs that the old bird had stuffed in his mouth before. All kinds of dregs were spit out, and even saliva was brown in it, that is, the soil that was carried on top of the herbs.

"It's really unpalatable, there is such an unpalatable thing on the mainland. I don't know how much soil has entered my stomach during this time to live until now," Feng Cheng said.

"Boy, it's hard to have these unpalatable things, or I don't know when you'll recover. Old Bird said.

Looking at the herbs that had almost piled up like a hill beside him, he also understood the hard work of the old bird, maybe without the old bird, he would have fallen asleep forever.

"Thank you, old bird, thanks to you," Feng Cheng said solemnly.

The old bird was a little embarrassed, scratching his head, "What are you talking about, I really like you kid, I am optimistic about all kinds of things in you."

After the old bird finished speaking, one bird and one beast looked at each other and laughed.

..... After a long time, Feng Cheng has been able to stand up, and his body is much better, but it is much worse than before, his mind sank into the dantian, and he felt that there was still the flow of energy in the dantian, but the yuan force seemed to be a lot less. Compared to before, it was a heaven and an underground, maybe the Yuan power at this point was not as good as a cultivator of the 7th order of the Xin level, plus the weakness of his body now, in this deep mountain, the demonic beasts were rampant, and he could hang up on anything he encountered.

I'm really grateful that I didn't encounter any Warcraft, otherwise I would have to be helplessly eaten, fill my stomach with Warcraft, and stuff my teeth.

After observing the surrounding environment, there was a lot of fog wafting in the distance. I was halfway up a cliff.

No wonder there are no monsters to eat themselves, it turns out that they can't climb up, Fengcheng is happy.

Slowly climbed forward along the steep mountain wall for a distance, and seemed to feel a fairly strong energy, and with his own feelings, Feng Cheng slowly climbed over.

The mountain wall becomes steeper and steeper, and every step forward, there is no small danger, and below is a bottomless cliff, and the occasional stone is stepped on, and the sound of landing can be heard for a long time.

If it falls like this, it will be absolutely shattered, and there is no possibility of survival.