Chapter 246: Wake up

I don't know how long it took for Lonely Heart to wake up. When he woke up, he found that he was already on the bed in the meditation room, the door was closed, the window was open with sticks, and his shoes were off.

Touching his head, which was still aching, he recalled the moment before he fell unconscious, "So, what is it?human?pulse beast?or is it some third party, the fourth party?" Gu Xinju pinched the bridge of his nose, "Your sister, I'm just a mortal-level pulse martial artist who doesn't enter the stream, okay, don't move at every turn, it's this kind of strength that is not a dimension at all, okay?"

By now, Lonely Heart has been powerless to complain. He has also read a lot of fantasy novels, and those who have crossed over, who is not walking sideways with a hanging, even if they are a few levels higher than themselves, have become their little brothers. However, he is also one of the thousands of crossing troops, so why is Weishenme so hard?

Glancing out the window, the warm sunlight was shining on the windowsill, needless to say, he had been in a coma and slept for a night, and he got out of bed, and the first task was to go to the lord's side to have a look. Don't be here, you're stunned, you haven't healed yet, and you're even sicker.

When he arrived at the door of the Venerable Lord, he heard someone talking inside, and when he listened carefully, there seemed to be the voice of the Venerable Lord, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly quickened his pace.

The door was open, and the two masters, Yuan Zheng and Yuan Tong, were sitting in the room, chatting with the Venerable Lord. The Lord still seemed to be weak, leaning against the wall, his face still hanging from his face. You can't see the real face.

"Hello!" said Lonely Heart, surprised. I forgot even the honorific title.

"Huh. The Venerable Lord slowly turned his head and smiled slightly, "Xiexie you, if it weren't for your heart's blood, I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'd be dead now." ”

"Great. Lonely Heart's happy hands are about to be out of the picture.

"The donor's heart is kind, which is really the blessing of the Chinese mainland. Yuan Zheng smiled slightly.

"Two masters. At this time, Lonely Heart found out that he was rude, and hurriedly closed the road.

"Lishu is just a foreign appearance. The heart is the substance. Yuan Zheng waved his hand, so that the lonely heart should not pay attention to these external things.

"Well, the juniors are taught. Lonely nodded yes and found a stool to sit on. "Then, in this way, rest for a period of time, let the body fully recover, and we can go down the mountain." ”

After hearing this, Yuan Zheng sighed. "Not really. ”

"Oh, what?" said Lonely.

"Your heart's blood. It can only be said that it saved the life of Lord Xie Shi, but it cannot be cured. Yuantong said helplessly.

"Why, look at me, isn't it completely fine?"

"Speaking of which, it is not easy for you to be 'willing to save the life of Lord Xie Shi'. Yuantong sighed again.

"Are you willing to save Lord Xie Shi's life?" Lonely Heart was shocked, this feeling was like talking about a person, could it be that his heart and blood also had life? Isn't he a freak?

"That's right, that day, after the blood of the heart was injected into the heart of Lord Xie Shi, there was indeed a period of struggle, and even wanted to fly out of the body!"

Yuantong's words made Gu Xinju can't believe it, as if he was talking about a myth.

However, in the end, I don't know what the reason was, but the drop of blood finally gave up, and also wiped out most of the strange pulse power that was injected into Xie Shi's meridians. ”

"Wiped out most of them?"

"Yes, quantitatively, it should be enough to completely devour that strange vein. However, instead of doing so, it chose to sleep. ”

"In the heart of the Lord?" Lonely Heart's eyes almost burst out of his sockets.

"Yes. At this time, even the round certificate is extremely helpless.

"Will that drop of blood hurt the Lord's body?" said Lonely Heart.

Yuan Zheng shook his head, "This incident is extremely strange, as soon as it happened, I immediately set out to rescue, but with little success. zuihou, Uncle Fang Kun, who had been in retreat, suddenly appeared and said that it was no big deal. ”

The breath of the lonely heart is stagnant, the strength of the master of the circle is already extraordinary, and the senior of the retreat is probably even more shocking, "So, what should the body of the Venerable Lord do now?"

At this time, the Venerable Lord interjected, "Although that drop of blood did not completely destroy the strange pulse power, it completely shocked the pulse power, so that it did not dare to make a mistake in my meridians. And now, the most important thing is to restore the meridians. It's just that I can't activate the pulse force in the meridians now. She shrugged her shoulders, "In other words, I'm just like an ordinary person now." ”

"How long does it take to repair the meridians?" said Lonely Heart, frowning.

"It may take years, or more than ten years, or even longer!" said the Lord in an extremely calm tone, as if this matter was not a bad thing.

The entire meditation room suddenly fell silent, for a pulse martial artist, especially such a top pulse martial artist, such a thing was even more uncomfortable than killing her, but the lord accepted it so indifferently.

"I've been bothering here for too long, and I'm ready to get better and go down the mountain. The Lord smiled, and his voice was very soft.

"Oh?" Lonely Heart felt that in this place, the environment was beautiful and the pulse elements were abundant, and maybe the repair speed would be faster. If he wasn't in a hurry to go back and report his safety, he wouldn't want to leave here.

"I want to go back to the bamboo forest, maybe it will allow me to recover a little faster. The Lord explained.

"That's fine. Lonely Heart nodded.

The meditation room fell silent again, and everyone didn't know what to say.

"Heart. ”

"In. ”

"Hehe, don't be so restrained. The Venerable Lord found that in front of him, he was always like a child who couldn't let go, his hands were clenched with sweat, propped up on his knees, and he was like listening to a teacher's lecture, and every time he saw such a scene, he couldn't help but chuckle slightly.

"Hey, hey. ”

"You just cultivate your pulse martial arts, you have a bright future, and your talent is excellent, but you also need a lot of cultivation, so that you won't waste the good talent of this body!"

"Got it. Gu Xinju knew that the Venerable Lord was no longer in any serious trouble, so he nodded, stood up, said goodbye to the two masters and the Venerable Lord, and quickly returned to the position of the suspension bridge, facing the extremely strong water vapor and mountain wind, waving the sword and practicing his own sword technique.

After entering the eighth level of the Pulse Martial Arts, his speed has improved considerably, and some of the previous combat methods may be outdated and not suitable for this new trait.

The knife technique of the lonely heart is extremely slow, and every time the knife is slashed out, it takes a long time to think, sometimes, the slow is like a movie replay, and sometimes it is as fast as lightning. But even so, half an hour had passed, and he had only rehearsed his thirteen swordsman's technique.

Staying where he was, and after thinking carefully for a long time, he repeated the cultivation of the thirteen swords.

Time is like sand in an hourglass, flying away, and in the blink of an eye, it was already three days later, and Lonely Heart had rehearsed his thirteen knives, and with the speed of breaking through the sound barrier, there were some improvements and improvements.

"This sword technique is far more than these thirteen knives. Thinking of this, Lonely Heart grabbed the sword again with one hand, allowing it to cut its own palm.

'Buzz'

The surroundings of Lonely Heart's body seemed to change time and space, and it was as if he was looking down on this space with a divine vision.

In the space, there seems to be a man, constantly waving the sword, before, there were many techniques that could not be seen clearly, but at this time, stepping into the level of the eighth level of pulse martial arts, he was finally able to see the entire twelve swords clearly.

Soon, Lonely Heart's mind came out of the sword again, and the blood in his palm seemed to be absorbed by the sword, and he didn't even see a trace, and even the scars on his palm disappeared.

Close your eyes.

After thinking about the technique for a while, Lonely Heart opened his eyes and quickly rehearsed.

Hold the knife, collect the recruitment, and stand.

"Good technique!" a murky voice sounded. (To be continued......)