Two days later, Zhang An put the table in the room against the door and once again faced the remaining five stones in a daze.

Although I absorbed a stone last time, my injuries have improved somewhat, but it has only remained in a somewhat improved condition.

His idea of healing independently, without the help of stones, failed.

Although Wangjia Village is good, it is not a place to stay for a long time, after all, you still have your own things to do.

After finding out that he was really helpless about the injury, he held his head and thought hard for two days, and Zhang An finally made up his mind - no matter what changes he would have in the future, he would take care of the present first!

"But don't pop up any weird and side effects. Zhang An prayed secretly as he grabbed a stone in his hand.

One stone after another disappeared in Zhang An's hands.

Either don't do it, or do it if you want to do it, this is the only thought that Zhang An had when he kept absorbing stones.

Of course, it can also be understood as similar to the singleton mentality of not itching when there are more lice and not worrying about debts too much.

As one stone after another was absorbed, Zhang An could feel that the qi in his body gradually became active even if he didn't deliberately urge it.

When all the stones were absorbed, Zhang An tried to stimulate the qi in his body.

This ordinary action was like a fuse that ignited a powder keg, and the qi in Zhang An's body suddenly exploded, passing through Zhang An's meridians quickly, completely out of Zhang An's control.

Zhang An was taken aback and tried his best to stop the flow of air, but not only did his efforts not work, but the speed of the flow continued to increase.

When the flow rate of qi reaches a certain critical point, the qi no longer flows, but rotates wildly at every node and point of the Zhang'an meridian, gradually forming small whirlpools.

When the first whirlpool was formed, it was like a muffled thunder exploding directly in Zhang An's ears, Zhang An snorted, his mind was blank, and blood slowly flowed from the seven orifices.

The strong suction force erupted from Zhang An's various acupoints, and the qi between heaven and earth continued to rush into Zhang An's body at an eye-popping speed.

The vitality gathered around Zhang An was so dense that it turned into a pale cyan mist visible to the naked eye, enveloping Zhang An in it.

Seven fingernail-sized spots of light appeared at different locations on Zhang An's body, devouring the qi that was constantly flowing into Zhang An's body from the outside world.

But even with the devouring of these seven light spots, the qi in Zhang An's body quickly reached a saturated level, and began to frantically impact Zhang An's meridian organs.

Zhang An let out a muffled snort again, a small bag bulging on his skin, and then exploded with a soft sound, splattering a little blood.

This soft sound heralded the beginning of the ordeal.

Zhang An's skin continued to bulge one after another, bursting open, and then those wounds healed quickly, and then continued to bulge and burst again.

This process was repeated back and forth, making Zhang An miserable.

In addition to the abnormalities on the surface of his body, Zhang An's body is not very peaceful.

Faced with a large influx of qi, Zhang An's meridians appeared very fragile and began to gradually break and break.

Losing the meridians, which provide the passage for qi to run, those qi swirled around in Zhang An's body like headless flies, causing Zhang An's organs to also suffer a violent impact.

Zhang An bit his lip so that he wouldn't scream.

As the qi continued to flow in, the impact became more and more violent, and Zhang An's two kidneys couldn't hold on at first, and turned into a mess of mud in the torrent of qi.

Zhang An, who had been enduring the pain, found that his two kidneys had turned into pulp, his first reaction was not that he was dead, but that he thought that he had not yet talked to someone, and he couldn't help but feel sad, and couldn't help but let out a wail.

After a wail, Zhang An continued to scream.

"Bang!" The door of his room was smashed by brute force, and the table behind the door was smashed by a strong force, and for a while, sawdust flew in Zhang An's room.

Wang Hangju and Wang Wu strode into the room, looking at the essence of heaven and earth around Zhang An, and looked at each other speechlessly.

Wang Hangju is not deaf or blind, Zhang An made such a big movement in the room, he was naturally aware of it.

However, at the beginning, Wang Hangju only thought that Zhang An was practicing some secret art in the room, so he didn't care.

When Zhang An's first wail sounded, Wang Hangju realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly ran to Wang Wu, the strongest person in Wangjia Village except for Wang Dao and the others.

"Brother Zhang, what the hell is going on?" Wang Hangju didn't know anything about martial arts, so he could only hope for Wang Wu.

However, even Wang Wu is at a loss for Zhang An's current situation, and he has never seen such a situation in what he has seen and heard.

Wang Wu hesitated for a moment and said, "I can't see what happened to Brother Zhang, in case I intervene and make Brother Zhang's situation worse, wouldn't it hurt Brother Zhang." ”

Wang Hangju walked a few steps anxiously, and then said, "How about you knocking him unconscious?"

"We can only wait, not rush. Wang Wu sighed, "I've never seen such a scene, what did Brother Zhang do in his cultivation go wrong and make such a vision?"

Just when Wang Wu and Wang Hangju were discussing how to treat Zhang An, Zhang An also reached the point of dying.

The heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, the five most important organs in the human body, except for the heart, which is still struggling to hold on, everything else has turned into a mess of mud.

Just when Zhang An's heart couldn't hold on, the seven light spots on Zhang An's body dimmed.

After a breath, the seven spots of light burst out with dazzling light, and a steady stream of vitality was spit out by the spots, quickly repairing Zhang An's injuries.

Those vitality filled Zhang An's whole body in a few breaths, and Zhang An only felt like he was soaking in hot water at the right temperature after being frozen in the cold winter, which was very comfortable and comfortable.

"Huh, Brother Zhang doesn't scream anymore. Wang Wu said suspiciously, "Could it be that the situation has improved?"

"Then what should we do?" Wang Hangju breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's keep waiting. Wang Wu said honestly: "I don't have any way at all. ”

"What do you want!" Wang Hangju glared at Wang Wu angrily.

Wang Wu smiled.

At this time, Zhang An's situation seems to have returned to the time when he first introduced qi into his body.

His body was constantly destroyed by a large influx of qi, and while absorbing the influx of qi, the light spot was constantly transporting life force to repair Zhang An's body.

Wang Wu and the others continued to wait for a while, and then they were shocked to find that the pale cyan fog that shrouded Zhang An had a faint tendency to expand outward.

"Let's go out first. Wang Wu grabbed Wang Hangju and walked out, "This matter is no longer something we can solve, I hope Brother Zhang has his own way." ”

"This... Alas. Wang Hangju sighed heavily, he also knew that Wang Wu's approach was right, after all, they didn't know the specific situation of Zhang An, and if they intervened rashly, they might interfere with Zhang An and harm Zhang An.

An hour later, a thick light cyan fog completely filled Zhang An's room.

Three hours later, a thick fog enveloped half of Wang Hangju's house.

A day later, half of the entire village was shrouded in thick fog.

However, at this time, the people of Wangjia Village not only did not panic, but looked happy.

At the edge of the dense fog, more than a dozen teenagers could be faintly seen sitting cross-legged on the ground, practicing qi.

To be honest, after the dense fog first overflowed Wang Hangju's room, Wang Wu was a little uneasy.

Although he knew that this dense fog should be formed by the condensation of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, after all, this vision was artificially created by Zhang An, and he couldn't be sure if it would harm others.

When he stubbornly condensed the Gang Qi in his hand and reached out to grab a trace of mist, he was pleasantly surprised to find that after this mist was silently integrated into his Gang Qi, it actually had a lifting effect on his cultivation.

Moreover, the purity of this vitality is something he has only seen in his life, according to Wang Wu's estimate, practicing qi in this fog for an hour can be worth a day's work.

However, he did not sit down and began to absorb it, but pulled Wang Hangju out of the king's mansion, and strictly ordered that no one should approach the dense fog.

This is Brother Zhang's own chance, our Wang family can't be the villain who robs others of their chances.

Wang Wu explained this to every curious villager.

However, when the thick fog covered half of the village, Wang Quan trembled and found Wang Wu and said, "Ah Wu, this fog is so thick, can our village use it a little?"

Wang Wu hesitated for a long time, but still agreed to Wang Quan's request.

After all, people are selfish.

However, if Zhang An knew, he would never care, but would persuade the villagers of Wangjia Village, "Brothers, open up, don't be polite, it's enough!"

After all, there are so many Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, how much can he absorb if he absorbs it with all his strength?

The cultivation of the villagers is gradually getting better, except for those who are already masters of Gang Qi cultivation, and the rest of them are steadily improving their cultivation.

It's just that in order to restrain Xiao Hei, who desperately wants to rush to Zhang An's side, the villagers really have to spend a lot of time.

After finally catching Xiao Hei and persuading Xiao Hei not to disturb Zhang An, the villagers wiped the sweat from their foreheads and looked at each other speechlessly.

This young man didn't know how to cultivate, his body was as unpredictable as a ghost, although the villagers didn't dare to make a heavy hand for fear of hurting Xiao Hei, so they could only chase Xiao Hei tightly to chase and intercept, but even so, it was a jaw-dropping thing that one person could make a mess of thirty gangqi masters.

At this time, Zhang An's situation has changed.

In the deepest part of the dense fog, countless spots of light lit up around Zhang An, slowly rotating around Zhang An.

It's just that except for the seven particularly conspicuous spots, the rest of the spots are very dim and look a little lifeless.

As Zhang An exhaled and inhaled, the light spots were also flickering slightly, as if they were responding to Zhang An's breathing.

Three days later, Zhang An slowly opened his eyes and inhaled deeply.

The dense fog that had already enveloped the entire village of Wangjia Village quickly surged in the direction of Zhang An from all around, and was sucked into Zhang An's body like a long whale sucking water.

The fog finally lifted, but the villagers were a little reluctant in their hearts.

Although there are some inconveniences in life these days, these inconveniences are nothing compared to the improvement of cultivation.

The villagers returned to the village, and Wang Hangju took Xiao Hei, who had been waiting impatiently, and pulled Wang Wu to prepare to see how Zhang An was doing.

More than 100 cavalrymen, led by an old man in blue shirts, rushed silently towards Wangjia Village with murderous intent.