Ji Yuan and Lin Yubai took more than ten kinds of pills in a row, and a touch of blush appeared on their faces, and the breath on their bodies gradually stabilized.

However, after taking the elixir, the huge medicinal power spread out in the body, but it could only temporarily suppress the heavy injury, and it could never make it show signs of improvement.

After another moment or so, Lin Yubai suddenly fell asleep, and there were small thunderbolts flashing between his breaths, and a slight thunder quietly sounded in the tree hole.

Ji Yuan observed for a moment before he was able to determine that this should be the other party's exercise, and when the cultivator was seriously injured, it started working on its own.

Although he was a little worried about the other party's injury, he was unable to protect himself at this time, and he was no longer able to distract himself.

After taking a deep breath, he sat up straight with his knees crossed, and every movement affected the injuries in his body, sending more intense pain.

Even the pain of the body is secondary, and the pain that emerges in the soul is the most fatal, and every moment he feels as if his soul is about to fly away.

As he sat up straight on his knees and endured the severe pain in his body, it took Ji Yuan a long time before he could barely enter the state, slowly sinking his mind into his body.

Under the inward look, even he couldn't help but be frightened, in addition to a huge crack in the lower dantian, his flesh and blood mountains and rivers were full of sharp aura.

These sharp qi raged in the mountains and rivers of flesh and blood, and even burned with black and red demonic flames, constantly eroding this body.

Not to mention that the Purple Mansion and the Sea of Knowledge in the center of his eyebrows also have huge cracks, if it weren't for the suppression of the Sword Qi Lake and the operation of the alchemy mysticism, I am afraid that his soul light would have been lost long ago, and even the three souls and seven spirits would have to leave the body.

If you really get to this point, you won't even have the chance to be reincarnated, and you will already be scattered before you enter reincarnation.

After pondering for a long time, Ji Yuan decided to start with the injuries of the physical body, even though the soul is extremely important, but the physical body is a carrying vessel, and it is easy not to have the slightest accident.

He tried to mobilize the mana in his body, but there was no response, most of the mana had collapsed into the meridians of the whole body, and the only small part left in the dantian was still suppressed by the Xuantian Spirit Devouring Tower.

After thinking about it, he wanted to relax a little of the suppressive power of this tower, but as soon as his mind moved, he saw that the small half mana in the dantian actually had a tendency to collapse directly.

Seeing this scene, Ji Yuan was so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew such a thought, and let the Xuantian Spirit Devouring Pagoda suppress his dantian with all his might.

Now that he only has this bit of mana left, he is still relatively intact, and if he collapses again, I am afraid that he will no longer be able to maintain the cultivation of the second realm.

It is not impossible to even fall all the way to the early stage of the Enlightenment Realm, or even to become a mortal again.

However, the situation in his body at this moment made him already have a headache, and when his mana could not be used, he naturally could not refine the pill he was taking, so he could only let it release the medicinal power on his own.

It's just that in this way, one or two percent of the potency of the medicine is considered good, and the rest will be wasted directly.

It's still a trivial matter to waste some pills, mainly in this situation, if there is no aid from the power of pills, I am afraid it is almost impossible to stabilize the injuries in the body.

Suddenly, Ji Yuan's mind suddenly moved, and with a slight flip of his wrist, an unsheathed knife appeared in his palm.

He slowly grasped this saint's thing, and immediately felt a mighty righteous qi surging into his body, and there was even a saint's breath flowing through his body.

Everywhere it passed, a sharp aura and demonic flame suddenly dissipated silently, as if it had never existed.

And under the wrapping of the saint's breath, the injuries in his body actually showed signs of improvement, although there was still a long way to go before he began to heal, but at least it did not deteriorate any further.

Ji Yuan's state of mind finally gradually became calmer, and the severe pain in his body gradually subsided, and he no longer had the same side of the heart as before.

Even his own soul light, wrapped in the breath of the saint, no longer flashed as violently as before,

I finally enjoyed a rare peace.

After half a sound, Ji Yuan slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the unsheathed knife in his hand in surprise, although there was still pain in his body now, it was no longer as unbearable as before, only a very slight feeling remained.

Even the flesh and blood mountains and rivers that were ravaged by the sharp qi and demonic flames also regained some aura, and under a thin layer of blood qi, they were slowly repairing their own damage.

His eyes flickered one after another, as if he had made up his mind, and even took a deep breath, then closed his eyes again.

At this moment, Ji Yuan forcibly mobilized some soul light, gathered a little mana scattered in the meridians, and then according to the general outline of the Xuantian Dao Sutra's mental method, it operated in the body little by little.

As the small Zhou Tian was completed with great difficulty, the mana it mobilized was as thick as a hair. Thin, growing to the point of fingers.

When he felt that it was almost enough, when he channeled this mana into his right arm, it immediately turned into a bridge between him and the unsheathed knife.

He did not hesitate to run the exercises with all his might, and a suction force was born in his body, pulling the saint breath in this thing!

Half an hour passed, and Ji Yuan's face was already flushed, and he had just absorbed a trace of the sage's breath from the unsheathed knife and integrated it into his own mana.

Immediately, he hurriedly manipulated this mana, and began to run rapidly in his body, and finally poured into the dantian along the veins.

"Soul Eater!"

As soon as Ji Yuan's mind moved, the Xuantian Spirit Devouring Tower immediately gave birth to a suction force, devouring this mana containing a trace of the breath of a saint, and then included it in the top layer of space.

Countless pure spiritual power was infused, and then turned into a vortex in this layer, and the huge pressure kneaded a large amount of spiritual power and mana together, and then squeezed it into a piece of medium-grade spirit crystal of excellent quality.

But this spirit crystal emerged, shrouded in a majestic pure aura, and the entire small tower seemed to be dyed with a trace of saint's breath.

And under this breath, the mana in Ji Yuan's body immediately stopped the momentum of collapse, even if there was no suppression from the Xuantian Spirit Devouring Tower, it would not disperse a little.

Even if his mind only moved slightly, the mana that was scattered into the large and small meridians suddenly rolled back into the dantian as if he had been summoned.

Although the rifts in the Lower Dantian, Zifu, and Zhihai still exist, in a short period of time, it will not cause any greater impact, and there is a wisp of saint breath flowing out of the dantian, and there is a faint layer in its body.

After a long while, Ji Yuan exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, and there was a strong smell of blood mixed with the black-red airflow.

Although the injuries in his body are still serious, at least there is no need to worry about his life for the time being, and with the existence of the breath of a saint, his mana and soul light will no longer pour out.

And with his mana no longer having to be suppressed by the Xuantian Spirit Devouring Tower, he finally had the spare strength to start refining the elixir in his body!

When a huge amount of medicinal power emerged, his whole body exuded a soft glow, and the flesh and blood in his body were like a rain after a long drought, frantically absorbing the power of the elixir.

After a few hours, Ji Yuan slowly opened his eyes, although there were still hideous and terrifying cracks in three places in his body, the injuries in other places had been completely suppressed.

Although it is impossible to recover completely without two or three months of hard work, at least he has more or less self-preservation now.

If he is desperate, he can even wrestle with the monks in the middle of the Second Realm, even if he threatens the monks in the late stage of the Second Realm, it is not an impossible thing.

And after recovering most of his mana, the first thing he did was to take out the six heavy water beads in Lin Yu's white-sleeved robe.

These six heavy water beads, after receiving a blow from the old man of the Demon Dao, their inner spirituality has become very rare, and the surface is even more dull, with a layer of black and red demonic qi attached.

He tried to dispel it with mana, and even activate the prohibition in the heavy water bead, but he still couldn't do it, but instead caused a layer of fine sweat to appear on his forehead.

After pondering again and again, Ji Yuan could only end up with heavy water

The beads are retracted into the six acupoints, and the aura is slowly warmed to fill the lost aura and repair its spirituality as much as possible.

After swallowing a few pills again, he turned to look at Lin Yubai beside him, and saw that his breath was much more stable than a few hours ago, and the injuries in his body were slowly healing, so he gradually withdrew the worries in his heart.

I don't know how he did it, but the other party's situation is much better than his, and if it takes another day or two, he can completely recover from his near-death state.

When the time comes, Lin Yubai will be able to recover some of his strength, and he will continue to sleep without breath.

It's just that the two of them can have such a long time!

From the time he escaped and left until now, about four or five hours had passed since Mo You, and Ji Yuan estimated that the old man of the Demon Dao should be about the same, dispersing the power of heavenly punishment in his body.

And the distance of more than two hundred miles, with the other party's cultivation, it doesn't even take a quarter of an hour, and it is enough to fly by the imperial weapon.

I'm afraid that in another hour or two at most, the old devil will be able to find the clues left by the two of them, and reappear in front of them.

It's just that with Ji Yuan and Lin Yubai's situation at the moment, let alone a monk in the early stage of the Third Realm, even if one or two mid-stage and late stage monks from the Second Realm come, it is enough to kill most of them.

After a few thoughts, he let out a long sigh and then took out a set of array flags from the jade ring.

After spending a lot of effort to lay out this set of formations that were good at hiding aura, Ji Yuan placed a few bottles of pills beside Lin Yubai, and then carefully walked out of the tree hole.

He stayed as far away as he could, clearing up as much of his tracks as he could, and then walked quickly in the other direction.

It took about a quarter of an hour or so, and Ji Yuan came to a place seven or eight miles away from the tree hole, and immediately deliberately left a little trace, and pretended to cover it up in a hurry, before walking towards the depths of Shuizawa.

Along the way, Ji Yuan often stopped, or arranged a temporary formation with a formation flag, or buried a pile of talismans, and marked with a special technique, the slightest movement would directly ignite all the aura in the talisman.

Sometimes he even deliberately spared a few long distances, and set up a suspicious array to guide the discoverers, thinking that he had quietly changed the direction of travel, and so on.

In this way, although the speed of progress is extremely slow, what it leaves behind is enough to buy a lot of time.

Especially these arrangements, they are all prepared according to the old devil's temperament as much as possible, even if the other party has suffered a small loss, he will still be played.

By the time the other party came to his senses, he didn't know where he had gone.