Chapter 11: You're Crazy

"You're crazy!"

When the Qi Refining Great Perfection Cultivator saw Wang Changsheng's actions, a roar came out of his mouth, and his expression became panicked.

"You're crazy!" Wang Changsheng said in a fierce voice: "Let you rob me of the spirit stone!"

Boom!

Whew!

Two voices rang out.

Wang Changsheng slapped a palm on the chest of the Qi Refining Great Perfection monk, this palm contained all of Wang Changsheng's skills, not to mention the Qi Refining Great Perfection Realm, I am afraid that even a monk who has just stepped into the realm of opening the pulse will not feel good if he receives this palm.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the Qi Refining Great Perfection Cultivator, and his expression immediately turned pale, and he looked at Wang Changsheng with a gloomy expression.

As for the other sound, it was the short sword of the Great Perfection Cultivator of Qi Refining, which stabbed fiercely into Wang Changsheng's thigh, deep into the leg bone.

"It's just a madman!" The Qi Refining Great Perfection Cultivator quenched a mouthful of blood slag and looked at Wang Changsheng, revealing a fierce look.

Wang Changsheng: This is simply a way of exchanging injuries for injuries.

Although the Qi Refining Great Perfection Cultivator was hit by Wang Changsheng's palm, Wang Changsheng was also hit by a sword, a sword that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and now Wang Changsheng already felt that his right leg was not very obedient and began to become a little numb.

"It's so dangerous!" Wang Changsheng also said in a dark and solemn voice.

If it weren't for the short sword stabbing over, Wang Changsheng forcibly twisted his body, I'm afraid that this sword would not have stabbed him in the thigh, but in Wang Changsheng's lower abdomen.

Speaking slowly, just now, Wang Changsheng was rushed out by the force on the short sword.

Without the slightest hesitation, with the sound of a palm slapping on the big tree beside him, the whole big tree broke in response, and Wang Changsheng used the power of this backlash to rush towards the monk of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining again.

"Give me death!"

Wang Changsheng said fiercely.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of the Great Perfection Cultivator of Qi Refining.

"Look who dies!" Not to be outdone, the Great Perfection Cultivator of Qi Refining also pushed his palms flat and slapped at Wang Changsheng.

The two of them didn't dodge at all, their expressions were fierce, they were simply going to exchange their lives for their lives!

Boom!

Boom!

Wang Changsheng hit the Qi Refining Great Perfection Cultivator, and he was also hit in the chest!

"Poof!" "Poof!"

Blood spurted out of their mouths, and they looked at each other fiercely.

"It must be you who died!" Wang Changsheng said fiercely.

As he spoke, Wang Changsheng directly withdrew his right hand and grabbed the short sword on his thigh.

"Roar!"

Directly pulling out the long sword in the thigh, pulling the wound, Wang Changsheng let out a roaring sound from his mouth, I don't know if it was because of the pain of pulling out the short sword, or because of the monk who was about to defeat the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.

Phew!

The short sword was grabbed by Wang Changsheng in his hand, and the entire palm of his hand was cut by the short sword, and the blood was dripping and deeply pierced into the chest of the Great Perfection Cultivator of Qi Refining.

"You.. You..."

The Great Perfection Cultivator of Qi Refining looked at Wang Changsheng with a frightened look in his eyes.

Boom!

The Qi Refining Great Perfection Cultivator gathered all his strength, slapped Wang Changsheng again, and directly slapped Wang Changsheng away.

Wang Changsheng, who flew out upside down, kept pouring blood out of his mouth, but at this time, Wang Changsheng had a thick smile on his face.

The Qi Refining Great Perfection Cultivator clutched his chest and took a few steps back, revealing a look of despair.

"Ahem... Cough... cough" Wang Changsheng kept coughing, and a weak voice came out of his mouth: "I said... Dead... You're the one who must die!"

The Great Perfection Cultivator retreated to the bottom of a big tree, his eyes blank and his breath like a gossamer, and soon after, he completely lost his breath.

After swallowing his breath, his eyes opened angrily, and he didn't bat at death!

Wang Changsheng slowly struggled to sit down cross-legged and began to exercise pranayama.

"It's really bad enough!" Feeling his physical condition, Wang Changsheng couldn't help but show a wry smile.

Up and down the whole body, I don't know how many meridians have been broken, especially in the lower abdomen and chest, the five internal organs are displaced, if it weren't for the longevity of the breath, I'm afraid that such a serious injury would be able to kill Wang Changsheng.

"It's okay, I survived!"

It took half a day to stabilize the injury and not let the injury continue to deteriorate, Wang Changsheng slowly stood up, his steps were vain, and he walked to the side of the Great Perfection Cultivator with a pale expression.

Phew!

Pull out the short sword on his chest, put it away in the baggage, and then found more than 20 lower-grade spirit stones on the body of the Qi Refining Great Perfection Cultivator.

"You're really poor enough!" Wang Changsheng said in a deep voice.

What Wang Changsheng didn't know was that the cultivators of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining were only the bottom existence in the Shen Heaven Realm, and in addition to the spirit stones that came over by cloud boat, there were still more than twenty spirit stones left, which was already very wealthy!

Except for more than two dozen spirit stones, there was no gain.

"It's a pity, if you can find the method of the imperial sword, you will have more means!" Wang Changsheng said with some pity.

The method of the Imperial Sword must have been destroyed, and Wang Changsheng felt a little pity.

He had already fought with the monks of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, and Wang Changsheng also knew the methods of some monks, which were indeed completely different from those of martial artists.

"This person should be careless, otherwise, it will definitely be me who dies!" Wang Changsheng said in a deep voice.

If the cultivator of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining is more vigilant and does not let Wang Changsheng get close to him, and does not get close to Wang Changsheng, even if there is another Wang Changsheng, it is estimated that he will not be able to help him.

"You must break through to the realm of opening the pulse as soon as possible, otherwise it will be difficult to meet a monk..."

After packing up, changing into the strong suit in the baggage, Wang Changsheng walked towards the depths of the jungle.

At this time, Wang Changsheng only suppressed his injuries, and he had no combat power at all, even if he came to the acquired realm, he would be able to take Wang Changsheng's life.

"The top priority is to find a place to heal and then break through to the realm of opening the pulse!"

Soon after, Wang Changsheng found a small lake, and found a small cliff not far from the lake, and Wang Changsheng took a fancy to this place at a glance.

The terrain is dangerous, the cliffs are easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the lake has a wide view, which is definitely a good place for healing and cultivating.

After a brief clean-up, Wang Changsheng sat down directly with his knees crossed, and began to heal his injuries by running Changshenggong.

The healing effect of the Immortal Gong definitely exceeds that of ordinary cultivation methods, but Wang Changsheng's current injury is too serious, and after running the Immortal Gong, the injuries in his body have not improved in the slightest in a short period of time.

After pondering for a while, Wang Changsheng took out a lower-grade spirit stone that he had snatched from the Qi Refining Great Perfection cultivator.

Rumble!

Running the Immortal Gong, a surging aura rushed directly into Wang Changsheng's body.

"Ahh

Wang Changsheng roared in pain, not because of the pain caused by the injury, but because the majestic aura entered Wang Changsheng's body, the meridians were damaged, and the aura could not be effectively absorbed and transformed, and it was directly raging in Wang Changsheng's body.

Not only did it impact Wang Changsheng's body, but even some of the remaining meridians were also greatly impacted.

The main thing is the lack of cultivation knowledge, the healing is generally done with pills, and the spiritual energy that is absorbed and transformed by the spirit stones is basically provided for cultivation, and now the situation in Wang Changsheng's body is serious, and it is not suitable for absorbing spirit stones at all.

Now that the aura has been absorbed into the body, there is no room for regret.

Endure great pain and run the Immortal Gong and slowly transform the aura.

The meridians were repaired one by one, and the five internal organs were moved back to their original positions with true qi, and these pains made Wang Changsheng almost faint.

Three days later, Wang Changsheng slowly opened his eyes, and let out a breath of turbidity, his expression was still pale, but compared to before, there was no blood, and now it is much better.

"It's improving..."Wang Changsheng sighed.

If Wang Changsheng is given a choice now, he will definitely not choose to fight, but to run.

Judging from the current healing speed, Wang Changsheng estimates that it will take at least half a year for him to be able to recover to his peak state, and if there is any healing elixir, he can shorten this time.

What's more, the functions in Wang Changsheng's body have all been aged, and after this battle, the body functions have become even worse.

"Five years, if you can't break through to the realm of opening the pulse within five years, then your body functions will run out of oil again!" Wang Changsheng looked solemn.

After removing the half a year of healing, there will only be about four and a half years for Wang Changsheng to break through.

Time is running out!

Not daring to delay time, Wang Changsheng continued to sink into healing, and now every minute and second is the passage of life for Wang Changsheng.

After discovering that the spirit stone had no effect on healing, Wang Changsheng could only use the Immortal Skill to heal his injuries.

Half a year, for the monk, there is no feeling, but for Wang Changsheng, life is like a year.

"Whew..."

Finally restored!

Half a year passed in a hurry, and Wang Changsheng opened his eyes, with a look of embarrassment in his eyes.

Thinking back to what happened half a year ago, Wang Changsheng couldn't help but feel afraid, and almost lost his life.

"We can't delay, at least we have to break through to the realm of opening the pulse first!"

If it weren't for that battle, Wang Changsheng's body might be able to last for twenty or thirty years, but now, there are only a few years left.

Not daring to think about it, Wang Changsheng directly took out a low-grade spirit stone and began to absorb the aura inside.

As soon as the surging aura entered Wang Changsheng's body, a moaning sound immediately came from his mouth.

"Comfortable!"

After recovering from the injury, the aura no longer raged and impacted, and followed the true qi, constantly running in Wang Changsheng's body, washing the meridians in Wang Changsheng's body. After this injury, the meridians in Wang Changsheng's body have become more tenacious, according to Wang Changsheng's estimate, I am afraid that it will not be far from leaving the pulse realm, but I don't know how long it will take to break through.

"Whew.."

Ten days later, Wang Changsheng opened his eyes, looked at the ashes in his hand, and said softly, "A low-grade spirit stone is only enough for ten days of cultivation?"

Calculated in this way, Wang Changsheng found that the more than twenty low-grade spirit stones he had snatched were not enough for him to cultivate for a year.

"You can only take one step at a time!"

Grabbed more than 20 spirit stones, it is better than nothing, Wang Changsheng understands that whether he can break through to the realm of opening the vein with these spirit stones depends on his own creation, it really can't be done, and there are three spirit stones that are at least medium-grade quality, which can be regarded as a hope.