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It stands to reason that Yi Ting should have passed out after such a violent impact, but perhaps it was the previous piercing pain that kept him awake, or perhaps because his small body was not too heavy, and the wooden box board he hit was extremely elastic, so the impact was not as huge as originally estimated.

However, the body that swept with the wind really made Yi Ting feel full of meat and vegetables, and experienced the real feeling of the world spinning, and at the same time, because the little head shook too much, all the pain on his body disappeared, leaving only a strong feeling of dizziness.

Yi Ting subconsciously closed his eyes, and suddenly seemed to be in the deep torrent, floating and sinking with the waves, and the original dizzy discomfort quickly disappeared, but it seemed to enter a strange realm, as if he had incarnated into a swimming dragon, churning and leaping between the sea of clouds.

It was also like being drunk, dazed as if out of the mortal dust, swimming in the galaxy of the universe at will, intoxicated in the boundless dream world, enjoying the pleasure of fluttering immortals, unaware that everyone below was frightened and worried.

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Although Yi Ting was thrown into the air, it was already expected by Yi Xiang, but when the incident really happened, Yi Xiang still couldn't help but feel a panic in his heart, it was really too important for Yi Ting to him, and the so-called care was really true, even if he was a calm and steady person, he would inevitably lose his mind when his relatives were in danger.

However, in an instant of life and death, no matter how much damage Yi Ting suffered before, but after all, he was not yet alive at this moment, if he couldn't be saved immediately, then he might not be able to wait for Yi Ting to fall into the deep valley, and he would be twisted into pieces by the wind blade in mid-air.

At that moment, Yi Xiang collected his thoughts, and without hesitation, his figure passed through the number of carriages and came to the seventh carriage from the previous number.

Although the position at this time has not yet reached the distance that Yi Xiang is absolutely sure of, the timing of the shot is urgent, because he doesn't know where the next gust of wind will take Yi Ting, and at the moment, the real strength is filled with the thick rope in his hand, and he throws it away with all his strength towards the direction where Yi Ting is.

In the past, Yi Xiang used the hemp rope in his hand to rescue several boxes of goods that were swept away by the wind, but it was really the first time to save people, especially Yi Ting's body was really much smaller than the huge cargo box, and the difficulty was indeed deepened.

However, it doesn't matter if the goods are not recovered, but Yi Ting's life is only like this, and any mistakes cannot be allowed.

At this moment, Yi Xiang was worried in his heart, not because if Yi Ting had an accident, the family would definitely give severe punishment, but from Yi Ting's first birthday, he who really took care of Yi Ting's growth, and Yi Xiang was the only one in the family.

Although Yi Xiang was originally only responsible for guarding Yi Ting's safety, because Yi Ting's parents had been missing for many years, coupled with the great business of the Yi family, all the elders also had their own biological children to cultivate and educate, of course, no one would care for a child who had not yet opened the spiritual root, so naturally all the responsibility for daily life fell on Yi Xiang.

Although Yi Xiang is only a subordinate employed by the Yi family, and he is not old enough to become Yi Ting's father, for Yi Ting, Yi Xiang is the only person who can be relied on, and Yi Xiang naturally loves Yi Ting as a younger brother over time, so the relationship between the two is indeed much deeper than that of blood brothers, uncles and aunts, etc.

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Yi Ting was floating in the wind with his eyes closed at this time, and it seemed to others that Yi Ting had already passed out, but in fact it was not far off, because although Yi Ting's consciousness was still "awake", it was temporarily and completely separated from the body.

All the physical pain and discomfort were not conveyed to Yi Ting's soul center, so at this moment, Yi Ting continued to immerse himself in an unprecedented special experience.

In fact, it had only been about three breaths since he was catapulted into the air, but Yi Ting seemed to have experienced several hours in a dream, and the surrounding situation was still constantly changing, as if it was going to take him to some unknown world, but he didn't know how long this journey would last before he really reached his final destination.

This is the first feeling experience when the spiritual root awakens, and everyone's experience will naturally not be the same, but the first feeling of the spiritual root of the same attribute will still be more or less similar.

No one has yet been able to study the exact effect of the first experience on a monk, because the vast majority of cultivators, after the first awakening, forget what kind of experience they have experienced, and often only after the advanced breakthrough will suddenly recall some small fragments of the beginning.

However, there is a school of thought that the longer the first feeling experience, the farther away you can go on the road of cultivating immortals in the future, although you can't find any strong evidence, but there is no shortage of counterexamples, because almost the low-level monks who end up in the forging or Peiyuan period are just dizzy feelings for a few breaths when they first feel it, and most of the experiences are in a fairyland or strange mountain place, but there are usually no special changes in the process.

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Perhaps it happened that Yi Ting was in a wonderful state of first feeling, and his body was already weak and light, so during this time, several wind blades hit his body, and they were all deflected away without strength.

The thrilling situation that could have caused a knife to be cut in two ended up with only a superficial blood mark, but even so, most of his clothes were still stained red with blood.

Suddenly, a black shadow quickly flashed past Yi Ting's side, and then turned around as if it was alive, quickly wrapping around Yi Ting's body several times, and finally stabilized his fluttering body.

This thick hemp rope filled with real strength is like an extension of Yi Xiang's arm, and a simple bundle around will naturally not be too much of a problem, but the farther away it is, the worse the agility, and at this time, there is also the interference of the wind blade, until Yi Ting's body is really tied, Yi Xiang is slightly relieved.

However, before he really rescued Yi Ting back into his arms, Yi Xiang could not really rest assured, and seeing that his little body was stained with blood, although he knew that Yi Ting still had a breath through the induction transmitted back by the hemp rope, his whole heart was still twisted together, and he regretted it.

At this time, Yi Xiang was like flying a kite, slowly retracting the hemp rope, and at the same time, he had to flash the dangerous wind blade that invaded Yi Ting, so occasionally in the last resort, he had to put a long rope to avoid invading.

It took nearly half an hour to finally close the distance to about three zhang left, and at this time Yi Xiang dared to pull it hard and threw Yi Ting back into his arms.

However, he couldn't afford it for a moment, so Yi Xiang sat down on the seventh car, tore Yi Ting's clothes, and smeared the best hemostatic medicine all over the wounds cut by the wind blade.

Then he began to slowly infuse the true qi into Yi Ting's body, but Yi Ting had not really cultivated, and the true qi entering the body could not be used by him, at most, it could only protect his heart and prevent the wound from continuing to deteriorate, and at the same time, it was necessary to avoid the hemostatic healing medicine being too strong, but it would hurt the already weak body.

But Yi Xiang knew very well in his heart that the real problem at this moment was that Yi Ting had lost too much blood, but he had no choice but to wait for Yi Ting's body to spontaneously replenish and recover his qi and blood, but until he really came to his senses, he might suddenly lose his vitality at any time.

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(I don't know if it's too exaggerated for the protagonist to sleep for three years?) This can save 20,000 or 30,000 words, hehe... But as the protagonist, it's usually not so good, and the writer is even more miserable... Ask for tickets, ask for collections!)