Next, Yi Jun turned his head again, mustered up the courage to walk back under the eaves, and sat down again.

After a hundred breaths, a "small seedling" that radiated light in the wind appeared in front of Yi Jun again, and Yi Jun once again spasmed his whole body in pain, so much so that he vomited, vomited out all the corn, wild vegetables and hot water he had eaten in the morning, and finally, the liquid he vomited out turned yellow-green - he vomited out all the bile.

It's just that there is no blood in the things he spits out.

This is the only thing that reassures Yi Jun, there is no vomiting of blood to prove that the internal organs are not damaged, and the dantian and qi sea are not damaged, but the aura conflict caused his discomfort and dizziness, not an injury.

This is also one of the reasons why Yi Jun continues to persevere.

However, the process was just too uncomfortable.

Because of this uncomfortable process, Yi Jun continued to spasm, and his face became more and more pale, so that although his psychic spirit had not yet reached the limit, in one morning, he had only passed about ten again.

In the afternoon, Yi Jun's condition was even worse, and after completing a psychic session, he almost had to rest for half an hour to recover his strength, so in the afternoon, it only increased by eight.

This is already a very good result, on the other hand, Wu Jiro, although he is also trying to channel, however, his pain is completely different from Yi Jun, he is not as physically uncomfortable as Yi Jun, but every time he is uncomfortable, he will spit out a mouthful of blood.

As a result, Wu Jiro did not dare to channel again at all, because he had already been injured - not a small internal injury.

All the psychic burdens are on Yi Jun alone.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, the "little seedlings" swaying in the wind in front of Yi Jun reached one hundred and twenty.

In the face of these one hundred and twenty "little seedlings", Yi Jun did not have any joy in his heart, not only because he was still far from the number of four hundred, but also because he suddenly felt that he couldn't sleep.

Yes, Yi Jun found that it was difficult for him to sleep at all, even when the aura in the dantian had been relatively calm, he still felt that there seemed to be thousands of needles in his mind constantly piercing him, this feeling was very painful, and he couldn't sleep at all, he couldn't rest.

"However, if I don't sleep, how can I nourish my spirit to deal with those Heavenly Spirit Beans tomorrow?" Yi Jun couldn't help but feel distressed, lying on the thatch and forcing himself to sleep, but the more he forced it, the more he couldn't sleep.

Before I knew it, a glimmer of light seeped through the eastern wall of the thatched hut - it was getting dark.

Yi Jun stood up, came to the stream, bent down to look at himself in the reflection, and for a moment only felt very strange - the young man in the lake was full of messy hair, his face was very pale, and his eyes were bloodshot, almost haggard to the extreme.

"But, it's not dead yet, is it?" Looking at the reflection, Yi Jun smiled bitterly.

He clearly remembered how he got home after jumping off the cliff, all the bones in his body were broken, and the mountain was still a hundred miles away from Ningku Town, there was no food, and he couldn't walk on his legs, so he climbed and climbed, climbed hundreds of kilometers, and climbed back home.

"Although the pain is intense now, but, that is, the level last time, and this time, my condition is much better, and the fact that I didn't vomit blood proves that the inside of the body is good, after all, it is called aura, although it is a little mixed, but after all, it is aura, and the benefits should outweigh the disadvantages for my mortal body. Thinking so, Yi Jun turned around and walked towards the thatched hut in the kitchen at the back of the house.

As before, boil water and corn, and when it was almost ripe, there were four more people in the room, including Green Sleeves, Feng Cheng, and Han Wu, each of whom held very clean wild vegetables in their hands, and Feng Cheng and Qian Tao even held more than a dozen bird eggs in their hands.

"I'm going to make up for Yi Jun. A few people said with a grin.

"Always going to throw up. Yi Jun was a little grateful, but more helpless.

"I have to eat some when I vomit, and I always replenish some energy. Feng Cheng stepped forward and said, and then began to cut wild vegetables and boil bird eggs.

............

On the other side of the mountain, a celestial witch in a black dress stood quietly on the mountain beam, the breeze blew the edge of her skirt, revealing the slender, fair calves inside, the breeze blew through her black veil, gently lifting a corner, revealing a fair, delicate, and even somewhat immature face inside.

Her gaze passed through the mist in the mountains, through the distance, and the images of Yi Jun, Han Wu, and Wu Jilang were reflected in her pupils.

Looking at them, watching their every move, suddenly tears flowed from her clear eyes.

"I'm sorry. She whispered, but the next moment she shouted in a furious voice, "But who ever said sorry to me?

She shouted loudly, and the sound shook the mountains, and a huge rock not far away shattered into powder with a "bang".

The smashing of the boulder reminded the Heavenly Witch a little, making her slowly calm down, and then the light in her eyes became sharper, and she continued to look into the distance, towards the valley where Yi Jun and the others were.

............

In the kitchen, Yi Jun and the others all ate some wild vegetables and some bird eggs, and were sitting opposite each other at this time.

After chewing the last bite of the bird's egg in his mouth, Yi Jun did not rush to pass through the spirit of the heavenly spirit bean again, but sat quietly, waiting to digest it, otherwise he would soon vomit it out and eat it for nothing-Han Wu and the others were right, at this time, they had to supplement their nutrition, otherwise they would not be able to last at all.

Looking at Wu Jilang, Han Wu and the others, Yi Jun's expression moved slightly, and he suddenly spoke: "Wu Jilang, Han Wu, Green Sleeves, why are you vomiting blood?"

After listening to Yi Jun's question, several young boys and girls groaned slightly, and immediately understood what Yi Jun wanted to ask, and they also knew where his doubts were.

This doubt is that Yi Jun never vomits blood, he just has severe physical pain, and the huge impact on his spirit has caused extreme physical discomfort.

However, Yi Jun's Heavenly Spirit Beans far surpassed them, and the impact should be greater, and they should vomit blood, while Wu Jilang and the others were already advanced in the Second Realm, so they should be able to withstand it even more.

It's not that Yi Jun is eager to vomit blood, he just doesn't understand and wants to figure it out.

It's just that the response of the crowd is not the same.

Wu Jilang thought for a moment, shook his head, and said concisely: "It's not particularly clear. ”

"There are also things I don't understand. Green Sleeves and Han Wu said this sentence at the same time.

"I think it should be like this, several of us are in the second realm, the condensation channel has been completed, and the aura that belongs to us formed in the body is also very strong, and suddenly the root is condensed again, and there is a different kind of aura coming in again, our own aura will be desperately impacted, desperately suppressed, and want to devour the xenomorph aura, but the xenomorph aura is not so easy to deal with, especially after the number is too large, after the fierce competition between the two, we are injured, and we are shocked in the meridians, so that we vomit blood. Feng Cheng thought for a moment and spoke.