Chapter 116: The Path

In a barren mountain more than 1,000 miles away from Xianyang City, the capital of the Western Qin Emperor, in an unknown stone cave.

"Poof"!

Lin Ao looked up to the sky and vomited a stream of blood arrows, this is the first time that Lin Ao opened his mouth to spurt blood because he couldn't suppress the trauma of his viscera.

It has been four hours since Lin Ao was ruthless in the ring of life and death, and with a single sword, he killed Ji Yuanxuan, the chief worshipper of Zixiao Academy, and in a few moments before the arrival of the blue-clothed man with unfathomable cultivation, he escaped for nearly a thousand miles in one fell swoop with the help of a thousand-mile teleportation talisman, and a full four hours have passed, but his injuries have not only not improved, but have a tendency to worsen.

Based on the encounters of the two worlds, the heavy blow suffered this time can be said to be the most in Lin Ao's life.

The eight veins of the Qi Sutra were stirred up like a mess, and they were disordered. All the internal organs were hit hard, as if they had been forcibly displaced, and it was painful. The skin on the upper and lower parts of the body is bruised or dented or torn, and none of them are intact, and the limbs involved are piercing and tingling, and the heart erodes the bones......

The pain is so numb that there is nowhere to hurt, this is the best portrayal of Lin Ao at the moment.

The worst thing is that Lin Ao has tried many times to urge the remaining vitality of the dantian to treat internal injuries, but no matter how hard he tries, the few remaining wisps of vitality in the dantian still seem to be rooted and do not move at all-

It felt as if his entire Qi Sea Dantian was like a pool of stagnant water.

The vitality that wanders in the eight veins of the Qi meridians, like the blood, is also the essence of the human body, which has many effects such as expanding the meridians, removing impurities, treating internal injuries and repairing the body.

Failure to stimulate the stagnant vitality in the dantian means that it is not possible to rely on the natal vitality to heal spontaneously; if you are seriously injured and delay for too long, it will undoubtedly cause the order of the viscera meridians to become more disordered; if the viscera is not in harmony with the meridians, the occlusion of the qi sea dantian will become more and more serious......

Under such a vicious circle, Lin Ao's injuries became more and more serious for a long time.

Another attempt to mobilize the remnants of the dantian was fruitless, and Lin Ao's heart immediately sank to the bottom.

"Could it be ......" The corners of his mouth couldn't help but flush with bitterness, and he muttered to himself, "Is it difficult for me to cultivate the Tao in this life?"

Thinking of this, a strong unwillingness suddenly welled up in his heart.

After more than four months of cultivation, he was promoted from an ordinary mortal to the seventh small level in the Qi cultivation period, and became a rookie in the cultivation world who could compete with Ji Yuanxuan, the first person of the younger generation of Zixiao Academy.

This kind of achievement that shakes the past and the present, I am afraid that even if you look at the ancient and even ancient times of the entire Kyushu continent, it can be called unprecedented.

However, in fact, others only saw the brilliance of his success, who can understand the bitterness and blood and sweat he has paid in the past six months?

Before refining his body and transforming qi, he dared to break into Longtan single-handedly, saving Xiao Qingyi and Xue Ling's two daughters from the encirclement of tens of thousands of giant blood locusts, and then with brute force, he fought a tough battle with Ji Yuanchang, a masked black-clothed man of the fifth order of qi training, and captured the other party alive at the cost of being injured in his right hand.

With the help of two thousand fire characters, he was forced to pretend to be a white-clothed blue-faced ghost and cultivated to the ninth order of Qi training, Ji Yuanxuan, who was in the ninth order of Qi training, fled after ten years of cultivation, and as a price, he himself fell on the spot because his hard work was almost exhausted.

Next, in the ruins of the demon god Gu Liufang, he, Xiao Qingyi and Xue Ling tried their best to successfully avoid the encirclement and interception of the 100,000 skeleton army.

Then outside Wuling Town, he and Xiao Xue were besieged by thousands of giant wolves, and the three of them forcibly fought their way out of the siege with Pinzi tactics, but they were also exhausted and weak to the extreme.

After that, in order to rescue Xiao Qingyi, he did not hesitate to go deep into the tiger's den and fight wits with the eight demon generals.

Then it was Lin Ao who led the Xuanshuang Protector Meng Qingshuang and the Eight Great Demon Generals of the Demon Cave to return to the Demon God Ruins, and in the Soul Cultivation Palace, he secretly laid down a seven-star hidden array to attack and kill the Blood Demon Pei Ju.

In the huge blood pool of the Blood Altar, he used the power of the Killing God Ding Weapon Spirit to fight hard with the Dao Body Corpse Demon of the Demon God Red Dream Butterfly.

On Zhushan, he couldn't bear to see Leng Lingxiao, the girl in white, being plotted by the six wolves of Mobei, and warned him halfway.

Outside the West Wind City, he fought against Lu Yi, the head of the six wolves in Mobei during the Bigu Period, and blew the opponent half to death at the cost of self-detonating twenty-five inferior magic weapons.

In the library pavilion, he frantically absorbed the knowledge of Kyushu astronomy, geography, alchemy, formation, cultivation and other aspects for three consecutive months, so that his comprehension of Taoism was a thousand miles away.

In the end, it was the life-and-death battle with Ji Yuanxuan that had just ended.

In this battle, Lin Ao did not use any opportunistic means such as setting up hidden formations, self-detonating magic weapons, and projecting talismans, but completely relied on his tenacious and almost perverted ability to resist attacks, and forcibly consumed the opponent to prostration, and only then did he succeed in one blow......

Thinking about it carefully, in the four months since he accidentally crossed over to this Kyushu continent, Lin Ao can be said to have spent most of his time in battles and battles, so his demon-like realm ascension was not just accidental.

However, it is a pity that Lin Ao's Dao cultivation that Lin Ao exchanged for countless fights and blood has completely dissipated and turned into dreams and bubbles today......

This kind of blow is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Lin Ao.

Suffering a heavy blow, and now feeling that there is no hope of re-cultivating the Dao Law, Lin Ao's eyes are dull, and the whole person is like a puppet that has been drained of his soul, his upper body is weak, and he falls heavily on the cave wall a few feet behind him with a "peng".

The stone chips on the edge of the stone cave wall fell like snowflakes, and within a moment, Lin Ao's body was covered with a thick layer.

But Lin Ao was like a statue without the slightest sense, and he didn't move.

Half an hour, an hour,...... , A whole day has passed, but Lin Ao still maintains this posture and does not move at all.

This time, he was in a hurry, and the mirage demon and the red-eyed fierce tiger Xiaobai, who were originally released by Lin Ao to control the wind for him.

The two beast pets were one left and one right, one crouched on Lin Ao's left shoulder, desperately meowing in his ear, and the other rubbed against the crook of his right leg, tearing his trouser leg hard.

Seeing that the calling and tearing did not work, the two beast pets became more and more anxious, and even began to use brute force against him.

Of course, they didn't know that as early as the moment when Lin Ao was desperate for his cultivation, his Dao heart suddenly became unprecedentedly clear, and half of the bluestone stele suddenly flashed in his mind.

This half of the bluestone remnant stele looks very simple and vicissitudes, as if it has gone through countless long historical years, but the atmosphere exuded is a kind of majesty and grandeur that Lin Ao has never felt.

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