Endless heavy rain ruled the heavens and the earth.

Yi Zixuan breathed heavily, dazed, and fled towards the north like a headless fly, just relying on instinct to escape, and he didn't care about hiding his body at all.

He took a step sixty or seventy zhang away, and the majestic qi and blood exploded, leaving large pits on the ground, and his extremely powerful body smashed countless trees, although the wounds on his body were not bleeding, but the traces left behind him could easily stare at him even if a group of blind people followed him.

In the world of knowing the sea, a faint cyan lingers, and there is constantly the sound of wind roaring.

The Wind Candle Spiritual Fire that Mu Zhiqian gave him was originally only a preliminary fusion with Yi Zixuan, but this time Yi Zixuan was hit by a magical power from Yue Leopard, and his spiritual will almost collapsed, and this Wind Candle Spiritual Fire hidden in the depths of his sea world was also completely stimulated, turning into a raging fire and vast green qi and completely fusing with Yi Zixuan's spiritual will.

It was like a shattered porcelain, and the spiritual will, which was full of cracks, began to heal, and gradually a mysterious, magnificent, noble and extraordinary cyan halo flickered from the depths of Yi Zixuan's sea of consciousness from time to time.

The almost disintegrated Yin-Yang Fish began to heal rapidly under the nourishment of this green qi, and the Yin-Yang Fish that was swimming extremely fast began to extract the earth's leyline Yuan Force contained in its body, constantly integrating it into itself, and repairing its injuries.

With the self-repair of the yin and yang fish and the spiritual will, Yi Zixuan finally regained a trace of sobriety.

He raised his head, the sky was full of crystal raindrops, suddenly, a trace of cyan flashed in the depths of his eyes, and Yi Zixuan's vision suddenly changed strangely.

At this moment, within the hundred zhang area shrouded by Yi Zixuan's spiritual will, the trajectory of all the raindrops was clearly seen by him, and the trajectory of all the winds was seen through by him at a glance.

His spiritual will did not break through the third chain, but in perception, it was much stronger.

In an instant, Yi Zixuan could clearly calculate the whereabouts of each drop of rain at the next moment, the impact of every wisp of wind on every drop of rain within a radius of 100 zhang, and the size, shape, and strength of these raindrops, as well as the complex changes caused by their friction with the air.

This is almost a realm that even supernatural beings who have knowledge of the Tibetan realm have not been able to reach.

After being immersed in this extremely magical and ineffable realm for about a tenth of an instant, the little spiritual power that Yi Zixuan had just recovered was exhausted, and he vomited blood in a big gulp, and hurriedly shook his head, forcing himself to break away from this magical realm.

This kind of realm is not something that Yi Zixuan is qualified to contact now, not to mention that it is a small Dao Foundation Realm cultivator, Yi Zixuan even suspects that the peak supernatural powers and even the real people of the Huang Ting Realm may not be able to contact such a magical world.

Wind Candle Spirit Fire swam all over his body, cyan flames were blazing, and earthy yellow air currents poured out from it, emitting dazzling bright light, constantly nourishing his body.

At the same time, the physical body and spiritual will were nourished by the streamer of the earth's leyline elemental power, and those cracks on Yi Zixuan's bones healed quickly.

A strong pain came, and Yi Zixuan's spiritual will fluctuated, and he looked at his body.

I saw that a hole the size of a baby's fist had been broken through his bloody back, and Yi Zixuan's right back was almost penetrated, and through the bloody wounds, you could see his silver-white bones as hard as divine iron, as well as his wriggling lungs shrouded in a layer of snow-white cold current.

It was a special cold current formed by the interweaving of Yue Leopard's consciousness and Yuan Force, which caused his lungs to be extremely seriously injured, and his recovery was extremely slow, and the movements of his body were slightly larger, and a large amount of blood spurted out.

Yi Zixuan was almost startled by his own injury, and changed to another Daoji Liuding monk, this kind of injury had already been fatal. But his body is extremely strong, and these injuries only have a great impact on his walking and speech, and he has no worries about his life for the time being.

Yi Zixuan, who wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and regained a little strength, looked up at the sky, and then looked at the surrounding trees, with a look of surprise on his face.

"How do I run north? The farther I run, the farther away from Youchao Village, the traces left behind are so obvious, they will soon find out......

There was a very fast sound of breaking the air behind him, and after such a short delay, the people from Yuefu had already caught up.

Yi Zixuan came back to his senses completely at this time, and cautiously swept up lightly, submerging into the mist-filled dense forest.

Unlike his earth-shattering self when he walked before, Yi Zixuan left almost no traces, and dived into the dense forest like a ghost.

......

"Medicine, medicine, life-saving medicine!"

In the thick rain, Yi Zixuan carefully climbed among the dense branches and leaves.

After all, his injuries were too serious, and the recovery of the Wind Candle Spiritual Fire and the Earth Vein Yuan Force was still a little slow, and the elixir obtained from the Meteorite Secret Realm and the later Dragon Blood Pool Cave was specially put into several mustard seed bags by him, and on the way to escape from the beginning of the daz, he kept colliding with trees and boulders, and he didn't know where he lost it.

Only the mustard seed bag containing the thousand-year-old silver ginseng was placed on his chest by him, so he was lucky not to lose it.

A hundred knotted intermittent grass, a blue snail flower, and two golden vines......

Rainy days are a great trouble, not only all kinds of monsters and fierce birds, but even the herbs that can be easily picked on weekdays have mysteriously disappeared.

Only under the extremely dense foliage of large trees, in places where rain cannot erode them, can you pick some suitable herbs with strong enough medicinal power.

A quarter of an hour later, Yi Zixuan put a few herbs in his palm and crushed them into medicinal juice with all his might, frowned, endured the extremely strong bitter taste, and drank it into his mouth little by little.

He swallowed the potion with difficulty, his hot body became a little cooler, the wound on his back was not bleeding, and there was a very light transparent film, barely covering the wound.

After half a sound, he carefully crawled a few more steps along the branches, Yi Zixuan's eyes lit up, and he found a sunspot grass with a faint red light by a huge bird's nest, this kind of herb is difficult to find in ordinary times, and Yi Zixuan can find it as lucky.

This herb absorbs the power of the sun all year round, contains extremely powerful essence energy, and has strong medicinal power. This is a good material for refining high-grade healing elixirs, and of course, eating it raw can also exert a certain effect.

In the nest, two huge golden-capped vultures curled up lazily together, and occasionally raindrops splashed on their bodies, and the two big birds trembled slightly, but their closed eyes did not move at all, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep.

Yi Zixuan cautiously stretched out his hand to the sun spotted grass, the wound on his back suddenly twitched violently, and a terrifying yuan force was eroding his whole body along the flow of blood, he was afraid of alarming the fierce birds in the bird's nest, gritted his teeth and forcibly endured the pain of his internal organs like a knife.

Holding the yang spotted grass in his hand and slowly retracting back, Yi Zixuan's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he stared at the two big birds in front of him very vigilantly.

The golden-capped vultures are not particularly powerful demon beasts, but their cries are very sharp and melodious, and they can be heard far and wide in the dense forest, if they are alarmed, they will not be able to avoid those people from Yuefu who are frantically searching around in the mountains and forests.

But the more afraid he is, the more he comes, a golden-topped vulture suddenly opened its huge eyes, Yi Zixuan reacted very quickly, shot like lightning, and his right hand, which was still bloody and fleshy, grabbed the neck of this fierce bird, and twisted its neck with a 'click'.

But the other golden-capped vulture was also awakened, flapping its wings in horror, opening its eyes violently and screaming.

The cry of 'chirping' spread hundreds of zhang away, and at the place of one hundred and seventy-three zhang to the left and two hundred and seventy-one zhang to the right of the big tree where Yi Zixuan was located, there was a rapid sound of treading water at the same time.

In just three or two breaths, one left and one right, six and seven dark-skinned men rushed out, respectively.

"He's here!"

Among the thirteen people, six warriors were armed with large bows with wire strings, and from a distance towards Yi Zixuan, thirty jet-black long arrows shot in a row, shattering large leaves.