Burst.

As a mouthful of blood spurted out, the ground in front of him turned bright red, and even the glittering phantom crystal was stained with a dirty and blackened blood red.

Han Tu opened his eyes unwillingly, his face full of disbelief.

Failed? Failed again?

Without allowing him to think about it, the unforgettable pain swept over again. It was as if there were countless silver needles with barbs inserted into his internal organs, the eight veins of the Qi meridians, the gaps in the bones, and the dantian. and exerted their strength together, pulling it outward, without taking into account Han Tu's feelings.

But even then, it's just the beginning. This time, the aura he absorbed at one time was much more terrifying than the last time. And at the moment when the cyclone dissipated, the suppressed aura poured out, tearing apart the body. With just one breath, countless cracks appeared on his body, and blood was already flowing down the wound at this time.

Physical, spiritual, conscious, the pain of these three converged, and he couldn't extricate himself. It's like a bird that has lost its wings and fallen into a cliff, and there is no meaning or strength to turn back......

Han Tu wanted to minimize the side effects as much as possible, but what he didn't expect was that this time would be completely different from the previous two times. The aura that had gradually taken shape outside the body was really amazing, and under such circumstances, it was impossible to suppress it.

A frenzied aura swept through Han Tu's body, and by the time he sensed something was wrong, it was already too late. If he had realized the seriousness of the problem from the beginning and acted appropriately, he probably wouldn't have been so badly injured.

And this is the last thing I remember after the failure of Han Tu's foundation building. Then he lost all strength, his eyes drifted, he leaned forward, collapsed in a pool of blood, and lost consciousness......

By the time he woke up again, it was already an unknown amount of time. When he opened his eyes, he found a roof made of white-slate stone. Han Tu struggled to get up from the bed, but it was quite difficult to even move. Although Han Tu's consciousness was not very clear, he could still realize that this was not his room at the first time. Although he was still in the Dust Slashing Sect, this unfamiliar environment still made him uncomfortable.

"Senior Brother Han, if I were you, I wouldn't be in turmoil. ”

The voice of the person who spoke was a little vicissitudes, and it was impossible to judge the age of the other party based on this alone, and because it was quite difficult for Han Tu to even turn his head now, the true identity of the other party had become a mystery. However, judging from the fact that he is called Senior Brother Han Tu, he should still be in the Dust Cutting Sect. Thinking of this, Han Tu was also somewhat relieved.

Perhaps it was because of the nervousness, when he just woke up, this unfamiliar environment couldn't help but make him feel a little nervous. But when he relaxed, the piercing pain swept over again. The countless barbed silver needles from before seemed to still be deeply hooked on his flesh and blood, never disappearing.

However, Han Tu did not complain bitterly.

When the man saw Han Tu's appearance, he couldn't help but feel funny, and he said: "I feel a headache, a few words are not a bad thing, if I suffocate it, it will be troublesome." As he spoke, the man came to Han Tu's side and stretched out his hand to press on his abdomen.

"Does it hurt?"

Han Tu hesitated for a moment, but still replied honestly: "It hurts." ”

"And what about this?"

"It hurts. ”

The man touched several positions one after another, and after receiving Han Tu's reply, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, although the injury is serious, but fortunately, it didn't hurt the root." After a year or two of rest, you will be cured. ”

Han Tu was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, what the other party said should be in the absence of a big return. And with his current strength, even if he can't take Da Huan Dan as a sugar ball, it's almost the same. In this way, the time can be greatly shortened, and it is estimated that it will only take three or two months.

After the questioning, the man stopped paying attention to Han Tu, but kept walking around by himself, as if he was preparing something. Immediately afterward, the temperature in the room suddenly rose, and bursts of danxiang were heard.

Almost as soon as he smelled the smell, Han Tu felt a cold sweat run down his head. He ignored this point, the pills refined by the other party were obviously inferior to his own few ground-level Zhuji Pills, so wouldn't the Dan incense when he was refining his own pills be more prominent?

For a moment, Han Tu seemed to feel that he was caught in the whirlpool of conspiracy.

But right now, there is really no point in thinking about these things, and Han Tu can only take one step at a time, and see the move.

"Senior brother, where is Miao Yiting?"

"Senior Sister Miao fainted, and I asked the other junior brothers to send her back to her room. Speaking of which, you are so blessed, your appearance is mediocre, and your qualifications are not excellent, so you can make such a girl secretly happy. ”

Han Tu didn't understand how the other party saw it, but when he thought of what he had done to Miao Yiting, he was embarrassed to pick up the stubble, so he could only choose to remain silent.

"Hehe, come on, take this first. ”

After walking around a few times, the man delivered the pill to Han Tuzui's side. Previously, when he pressed Han Tu's abdomen, he had always turned his back to Han Tu, so that the latter did not see the other party's face clearly until this time.

To be honest, the other party is indeed a little shameless to think of himself as a senior brother. Judging by his completely gray beard and vicissitudes of life, this person is at least more than sixtieth.

Even if he can't help himself, Han Tu still won't choose to eat what others give him at will. Ever since he was yin once by a mortal, he had maintained this habit. But the man didn't pay any attention to Han Tu's meaning, in his opinion, since the latter was unwilling to speak, then he would do a small favor.

The man effortlessly pried Han Tu's mouth open and sent the pill in. After pressing Han Tu's throat a few times, the elixir was also swallowed into his abdomen.

There can be said to be a huge difference between the pills refined by immortal cultivators and the pills made by mortals with combined medicinal properties. The moment the pill was entered, it turned into a warm current that passed through the eight veins of the strange meridians of Han Tu. Although it does not heal the injury, it does block out all the sensations of pain.

Han Tu felt the change in himself, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised at the moment. I don't know what kind of pill the other party used, but he actually "cured" all his injuries in an instant.

Thinking of this, Han Tu thought about sitting up and thanking him. But before he could get up, the man continued: "The Forbidden Awakening Pill can only shield the pain sensation, and it is useless for the injury. I was afraid that you would move unconsciously, so I didn't give it to you. If your injuries worsen because of your careless behavior, don't blame me at that time. ”