Two valuable Xueyang Pills were eaten by Butian like broad beans, if this scene was seen by the black-clothed protector, I am afraid that he would even have the heart to kill him.

This is the Xueyang Pill, a precious and abnormal healing elixir, ordinary martial artists have one, so it is not hidden as a treasure and kept as a means to save life. But when it fell into Butian's hands, he knocked down two casually, and it didn't taste good.

Immortal God, this is an elixir, not a candy.

However, after taking the two Snow Yang Pills, Bu Tian felt a trace of warm breath suddenly appear in his body. This breath was very weak at first, but as the energy fluctuations in his body were stimulated, it seemed to be like a snowball, becoming stronger and stronger, until in the end, it seemed to turn into a rushing torrent, and a warm feeling filled his body.

Butian's face flushed, and a trace of hot air erupted from his body. The ten wounds on his body, large and small, were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye at the moment, and a tingling sensation came from the wounds, and this amazing recovery speed, even Hawk's weird black energy, could not be stopped.

In the personal attribute bar, the number of physical conditions is slowly beating up one grid at a time. In just a few tens of seconds, it has risen from a state of 44% of serious injuries to 61% of minor injuries, and it is still rising slowly, seemingly endless.

Seeing the rapid squirming and healing of the wounds on Butian's body, and even the scene of muscle growth could be seen carefully, Count Warren was in a burst of surprise in his heart, and the little girl Wendy was even more surprised to widen her beautiful eyes and cover her small mouth.

Speaking of which, as Count Warren, I haven't seen any scenes. But a strange scene like today, he has lived most of his life, and he has never seen it.

This is Xueyang Pill, it is not a miracle medicine of heaven and earth, although it has some effect on healing, but it is not exaggerated to such an extent. Like this towering effect that appeared on Butian's body, Count Warren even had the illusion that the kid in front of him was not taking any Xueyang Pill, but a miracle medicine of heaven and earth known as the living dead and flesh and bones.

Shaking his head absurdly, the Xueyang Pill was given by him personally, and Butian also gave it in front of him, it was indeed the real Xueyang Dan. To be able to have this anti-heaven effect... The problem may not be with the elixir, but...

As if thinking of something, Count Warren secretly thought to himself: "This kid is so amazing, isn't his physique special? Like some people are born with divine powers, and this kid is another physique, and his natural absorption of pills is stronger than ordinary people." Thinking of this, he looked at Butian again, revealing a trace of indescribable obscurity.

Not to mention the fact that Count Warren's mind was flipped at this time, Bu Tian was completely immersed in the warm aura that made him extremely comfortable at this moment.

The process of restoration comes and goes quickly. However, in just about two minutes, the warm and moist breath that originally filled the body like the rushing of the Yangtze River gradually faded.

Breaking through to the middle level, Bu Tian can already see the situation in his body, and at this moment he retracts his mind and closes his eyes.

Fu Lin's heart is very ordinary, and in a trance, Butian sensed all kinds of conditions in his body.

The meridians are like galaxies connected by light, winding vertically and horizontally in the body. There are fourteen of these meridians in total, and twelve of them are dimly lit, and it is difficult to perceive its direction if you look at it casually. The other two meridians are as bright as the Milky Way, and there seems to be a surging flow of energy within them.

Around these fourteen meridians, there were also many large and small swirl points of light. These points of light were almost nine out of ten dim, and only ten of them were dazzling, like stars twinkling in the dark sky.

Bu Tian knew that these points of light that were dense all over the body were the acupoints of the human body.

There are a total of 720 acupuncture points in the human body, and the energy of the martial artist's ascetic cultivation is usually stored in these acupoints, and once urged, it will pour into the meridians and run the whole body.

Maybe it's because Bu Tian has just broken through to the middle level, or maybe it's because he hasn't learned any secret techniques yet. Therefore, the energy in the body is not very strong, most of the meridians and acupoints are in a state of dull and dead silence, the light is weak, only a few are bright, and there is energy surging in it.

Bu Tian also noticed that in the center of the interlaced many meridians, there was a diamond-shaped crystal as tiny as a grain of rice. This crystallization seems illusory, and it doesn't seem real.

According to the information that Bu Tian learned, this diamond-shaped crystal is the energy seed that will be born in the body after the martial artist breaks through to the middle level.

The energy seed was only as small as a grain of rice at the beginning, but after the energy cultivation accumulated by the martial artist over time, it could slowly evolve and grow.

In Butian's library system, there is a book called "On the Growth of Energy Seeds".

There is a rumor in the Flange Continent in this book, it is said that when the strength of the warrior breaks through to the legendary demigod level, the energy seed in his body has grown to the size of a world, which can accommodate the area of half of the Flange Continent.

When he first saw this, Bu Tian scoffed, what kind of bullshit? The human body is only so big, even if it is the body of a giant dragon, I am afraid that it will be the size of a hundred zhang if it reaches the sky, accommodating half of the Flange Continent? This is too whimsical, you can be folded into several layers to make the area smaller.

Basically, when most people first saw this rumor, the first thought born in their hearts was unbelievable, thinking that this was pure nonsense.

However, after continuing to read, more people were surprised to find that this seemingly absurd rumor was actually true.

According to the book, when the strength of a martial artist reaches a high level, the energy core in his body grows to the size of a fist, and once urged, the energy that bursts out can be called a mountain splitting mountain.

And it is rumored that there are high-level beings in the Flange Continent, and there are very few transcendent martial artists in them, and the energy seeds in their bodies are as big as a car body, like the sun hanging, and the majesty of the brilliant crown is unparalleled.

On top of the transcendental rank of martial artists, there are also ethereal legendary ranks, and then there are epic characters that are difficult to come out of tens of thousands of years, demigod-level powerhouses.

Since the beginning of the historical records of the French Continent, in the long river of hundreds of thousands of years, there have been only a handful of demigod-level powerhouses who have appeared.

Such characters are not the myths of an era, leading the trend of an era.

The energy seeds in their bodies are no longer simply illusory beings, but form real substances as if they were substances. It contains the supreme rules of space, constructing the originally illusory and unreal energy seeds into a world and a space. It is quite similar to what was said in the Buddhism in Butian's previous life, one sand and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi.

It can be said that this is a miracle that is beyond the reach of manpower.

When Butian saw this, the idea that he had thought was absurd disappeared. Since it is a supreme mystery involving space, it is not surprising that the energy seed in the body can contain half of the Flange Continent. After all, the mystery of space cannot be measured by common sense.

In fact, the energy seeds born in the body of a martial artist, no matter how big or small, contain more or less spatial rules. It's just that ordinary martial artists, before reaching the legendary demigod-level powerhouse, can't comprehend the rules of space, and can't evolve the energy seeds in their bodies into a world.

In contrast, magicians may be blessed, as long as they break through to the legendary level, they can begin to comprehend the laws of space and become the supreme magician.

There is a saying on the continent of Fran that comprehending the rules of space does not necessarily lead to becoming a demigod, but if you want to become a demigod, you must comprehend the rules of space.

Therefore, some legendary martial artists in history found that there was no hope of advancing to a higher level of demigods, so they found another way to study magic, figured out the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, comprehended the rules of space in advance, broke through the bottleneck, and reached the demigod.

There is nothing wrong with having such thoughts, after all, on the road of the strong, even if there is a glimmer of hope, they have to fight. But in fact, among the tens of thousands of people who have cultivated both demons and martial arts, one person can reach the peak of the two martial arts, even if God blesses. Even if a legendary warrior starts to learn magic, it is extremely difficult to practice magic to the same level.

In the history of the Fran Continent for tens of thousands of years, there have been as many as 100 legendary warriors, but there are very few who can finally break through to the demigod level.

"The road to the gods is long, and the bones are mountains. There are many nights in history, who laughs at the sky?" was silent in his heart, and Butian thought of how many heroes and heroes throughout the ages, who finally failed on the road to becoming a god, and turned into a pile of white bones, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Count Warren had been paying attention to Butian, and suddenly heard him say such a sentence with a gloomy expression, which was quite inexplicable. What's wrong, I ate two Xueyang Dan and ate my head?

Feeling the strange eyes of both Earl Warren and Wendy, Butian immediately woke up, laughed dryly, and disappeared with the state of inward vision.

"Brent... How do you feel?" Wendy's soft and weak voice sounded, and the girl looked at Butian with a pair of beautiful eyes, and the look of concern in her eyes was obvious.

When Wendy asked about it, Bu Tian reacted. After a little feeling, he was surprised to find that most of the injuries on his body had healed, even the wound that was shot through the lobe of the lung by Hawke's knife was all recovered at this time, only a slight faint pain in the body.

As soon as his mind moved, Butian called up the personal attribute column, and found that his physical condition at this time had changed to 84% of minor injuries, and he was still slowly recovering, and it was expected that in less than three or two hours, the injuries would be completely recovered.

The effect of the Xueyang Pill was somewhat beyond Butian's expectations, and according to his original guess, two Xueyang Pills would be good if they could restore his injuries to 70%. But now, it seems that he still underestimated the power of this healing elixir.

In fact, this is also a fan of the Butian authorities, the effect of the Xueyang Pill, Count Warren is very clear.

After ordinary people take it, although they can recover from injuries very quickly, this kind of "extremely fast" is only relatively speaking. Like the kind of serious injury that Butian suffered just now, after taking two Xueyang Pills, there is no eight or nine hours of recovery time, and he can't think of improving the injury by seven or eighty percent.

Compared to the eight or nine hours it takes for ordinary people to recover from their injuries, Butian only took two minutes to completely absorb the effects of the medicine. This astonishing disparity did not frighten Count Warren, and it was no wonder that he had some unrealistic speculations in his heart. But what Count Warren didn't know was that his speculation, although somewhat biased, was infinitely close to the truth.