Chapter 686: Xiao Cen doesn't cry

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Seven days later, Chen Xi woke up.

The first person I saw when I opened my eyes was a delicate and lovely little girl, dressed in animal skin, who was holding a large rough bowl and sending soup medicine to her mouth.

The potion was very bitter, Chen Xi carefully experienced it, there were almost no ingredients in this elixir, except for allowing himself to replenish some necessary water, it was useless at all.

But the little girl was like holding a bowl of rare treasures, and carefully handed it to her lips, as if she was afraid that she would spill a drop.

"Where is this?"

Chen Xi opened his mouth, his voice was extremely hoarse, as if he had been sharpened out of the sand, and even he himself was startled, and immediately, he didn't have the energy to pay attention to this.

A sharp pain like ten thousand ants devouring his heart surged up all over his body again, and the pain made his brows frown, and a layer of cold sweat soaked out of his forehead.

Only then did he feel that the burst scars on his body had been wrapped in a layer of soft animal skin, and the flesh and blood membrane were exhausted, not to mention the magic power, even the blood and vitality seemed to be exhausted.

And the situation in the body is even stricter, the meridians are broken inch by inch, the five internal organs are broken, and the light is dull, even in the dantian, it is like a cracked earth, empty and exhausted, and the mixed hole world has been shattered and collapsed so that it cannot be found.

It can be said that he is almost no different from a waste person now.

"Ah, he's awake, Uncle Meng Wei, Aunt Mo Ya, this big brother is awake!"

The little girl who was dressed in animal skin, delicate and cute, was stunned, ran out of the tent with a smoke, and screamed crisply, in the process, she still hugged the big bowl full of decoction, without spilling a drop, like holding a bowl of rare delicacies in the world.

"Meng Wei, Moya?" Chen Xi frowned, endured the sharp pain all over his body, and looked around.

It was a tent of animal skins, rudimentary, with little furnishings, except for a piece of wood lit in the center, emitting a faint yellow swaying light.

The qiē here is primitive and ancient, and it is filled with an indescribable backward taste.

At least in the cultivation world, monks use moonstones and flame beads for lighting, even mortals, and most of them are also illuminated by various candles and oil lamps.

And here, there are simple animal skin tents with rough sewing, and the lighting tools are all a piece of firewood. Even the clothes people wear and the decoctions they make are so crude and simple, and they are so backward everywhere.

The tent was lifted.

A man and a woman walked in, the man was tall and burly, extremely strong, and the muscles like rocks filled it with a very tense explosive force.

The female figure is tall, with concave and convex curves, beautiful appearance, and capable temperament.

Like the delicate little girl just now, the two of them were also wearing animal skins, the man was carrying a pitch-black beast horn bow, and the woman was wrapped around her waist with a soft whip with animal tendons.

Obviously, both of them are armed with force.

Seeing the two of them, Chen Xi immediately knew that Meng Wei and Mo Ya in the little girl's mouth were only afraid that they were these two people.

"You're awake. Meng Wei strode forward, looking at Chen Xi who opened his eyes, and a look of joy appeared on his resolute and rugged cheeks.

"Hmph, if you don't wake up again, you will blame me for the sacrifice, and I will have to kill him. Mo Ya snorted coldly, looking at Chen Xi's eyes but full of hostility, and did not hide her disgust.

Chen Xi was stunned, for the sake of food and medicinal materials, he was going to kill himself?

If he had heard this before, he would have felt incredible, after all, a monk like him still needed food to satisfy his stomach, and his spiritual power alone was enough to live for a long time, even if he was injured, he would hardly use any ordinary medicinal materials.

But now, looking at Na Moya's serious and murderous expression, he faintly felt that perhaps for them, food and medicinal herbs were related to survival and life, which made him feel more and more that the place he appeared in this time seemed to be completely different from what he was familiar with before.

"That's enough, Moya!" Monvi frowned and rebuked Moya in a low voice.

Mo Ya was indifferent, and the hostility on her face did not subside for a bit, she was stubborn and stubborn.

This was the first meeting between Chen Xi, Meng Wei and Mo Ya, and the atmosphere was awkward and not pleasant.

Seven days later.

Chen Xi had already recovered a trace of strength and could barely stand up, but the severe pain in his body still existed, and the damaged injuries in his body did not improve at all.

The reason was very simple, his chaotic world was gone, and his physical body lacked flesh and energy, and his vitality was almost exhausted, which was not enough for him to cultivate and recover.

The only thing that made him feel fortunate was that the Cangwu seedling was still in the dantian, swallowing the power of the immortals, repairing his broken meridians and muscles little by little.

I believe that it won't be long before he will be able to move normally, but it is difficult to repair his cultivation.

After all, that chaotic cave world was blasted by Bing Shitian's punch, and it had already been shattered and no longer existed, which was equivalent to wiping out his Dao foundation, and there was no way to cultivate in a short period of time.

Unless, he can reshape Dao Ji and condense a new world of mixed holes.

It is a pity that throughout the ages, after the destruction of the Dao Foundation, almost no monk has been able to reinvent it again, and it is difficult to find such a precedent.

This is too difficult, because the Dao Foundation is the foundation of the monk's establishment in heaven and earth, the foundation laid from the first step of cultivation, and once it is destroyed, it is not as easy as talking about it to repair it.

"Ice Release!"

Chen Xi felt the condition of his body, his teeth were about to be crushed with hatred, and his face was gloomy as water, this qiē was all thanks to the ice release heaven, and he would definitely return it ten times in the future!

Since his cultivation, he has never hated someone so madly, if it weren't for Xiao Ding's last-minute help, he would have almost died on the spot.

"Destroy my Daoji, I think I can take back Xiuyi! Don't even think about it, as long as I live, I, Chen Xi, will definitely be able to reinvent myself and return to the avenue!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Chen Xi's eyes, he was extremely tenacious, and if he wanted to be discouraged, he would accept his fate, it was impossible.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Xi tried to calm himself down, got up and walked out of the tent.

In these days, he had already learned from Meng Wei that the name of this place was "Nine Shadows", which was an extremely unfamiliar region to him, that is, there was no description of the Nine Shadows in the "Xuanhuan Sutra", as if it was a forgotten land.

And Meng Wei and them are the aborigines of the Nine Shades Land, and they are self-proclaimed relics of the Nine Shades, just from this title, Chen Xi has experienced an unusual taste.

Chen Xi didn't know more information.

He could only observe that Monvi and the others were trekking day and night, as if they were going to a certain place, and they traveled thousands of miles every day, leaving only a few hours to eat and rest.

And in this team, there are only ** elite guards, but the number of young children and teenagers accounts for the vast majority, and they are rushing every day, as if they are fleeing.

By this time, the team had been on the road for a day and was stationed on a barren rocky beach.

When Chen Xi walked out of the tent, he saw a group of teenagers and young children practicing martial arts.

Meng Wei was in charge of teaching these little guys the exercises, and he was obviously the leader of this team, quite prestigious, brave and strong, and loved by others.

"Watch your pace, it's the only thing you can use until you learn to fly!"

"Strength! How many times have you said it, power must be condensed as one, like thunder, and collected like lightning, so that you can cultivate to the realm of gathering freely!"

"That's it, you have to remember that the purpose of all moves is to kill the enemy, to be fast, but also to be ruthless, and there must be no hesitation, otherwise, you may die!"

Chen Xi could see at a glance that the things taught by Meng Wei were all very basic content, and although he was no longer cultivating, his eyes were still very vicious.

Meng Wei's practical experience should be very rich, and the basic content taught is quite solid and practical, and even Chen Xi feels that he has benefited a lot.

Since he has been cultivating, he has almost always groped all the way by himself, and few people have personally instructed him what tricks he has, especially now that his cultivation is not there, Chen Xi listens to Meng Wei's explanations and teachings, and often gains something.

He even began to examine himself, he had practiced so many earth-shattering Dao methods and mastered so many supreme supernatural powers, but every one of them was mixed and impure, and he couldn't wield all his power.

"Perhaps, I can also try to sort out the Tao and supernatural powers, abandon the cumbersome, if I can integrate and condense my own things, the power should be stronger......"

Chen Xi is definitely a martial idiot, and as soon as this thought came to his mind, he was stunned and fell into deep thought.

"That's enough, Xiao Cen, you come back! You are not allowed to send food and medicinal herbs to that waste in the future!"

After a while, Chen Xi was suddenly awakened by a scolding, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that in the distance, Xiao Cen was holding a big bowl of hot decoction in both hands, walking towards him.

It's a pity that her thin little body was stopped by Mo Ya, whose face was full of anger.

"However, this is what Grandpa Sacrificial told me to do, besides, that big brother is so pitiful. Xiao Cen lowered his little head and whispered weakly.

Syllable!

Mo Ya raised her hand and directly smashed the medicine bowl, and scolded angrily: "Enough! We have wasted too much food and medicinal herbs, do you want our clan to go hungry? Do you want the injured clansmen to die because there is no medicine to treat them?"

was scolded like this, Xiao Cen pursed his mouth, his big eyes were full of tears, and he cried with a wow.

"Mo Ya, what are you doing!" Meng Wei rushed over, frowned and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Cen is still a child, how can you put the anger on her head?"

The group of teenagers and young children who practiced martial arts also gathered around, looking at the crying Xiao Cen and the angry Mo Ya, they were all silent.

It's just that their gaze at Chen Xi was full of hostility, as if they thought that it was precisely because of the appearance of this outsider that their Aunt Mo Ya became so angry.

Chen Xi was stunned, raised his feet and walked over, squeezed through the crowd, lowered his body and hugged Xiao Cen who was sobbing, patted her back gently, and said softly: "Xiao Cen doesn't cry, be good." ”

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