When Lingchu woke up from coma, his mind was blank, and his originally clear and clear eyes were a little blurry and dim, but even so, they could not hide the beauty of his eyes.
The long eyelashes are like the wings of a butterfly, standing quietly. The pupils are as dark as mountain grapes, with clear black and white. The lines of the eyes are beautiful, and the tail of the eyes is slightly raised in a just right arc, which makes the eyes smart and a little bit serious. Bright.
There was bone-crushing pain all over his body, as if someone was constantly breaking his own bones, reattaching them, and then continuing to break them, over and over again.
Even under the skin, there were bursts of tearing sensations, as if someone was holding a knife and cutting his own flesh.
What could keep Lingchu awake was the steady stream of pure warmth in his body, which was constantly healing the pain in his body and stabilizing Lingchu's condition.
At the same time, there was a cool breath flowing in his body, repairing Lingchu's injuries bit by bit.
Perhaps because the injury was too serious, or perhaps because the pain was too severe, it took Lingchu more than half an hour to wake up.
The eyes that had been open blinked slightly, and the focus in them gradually returned.
Lingchu's dim eyes regained their original clarity and brightness.
The moment he regained consciousness, even the monk, and even Lingchu, who had been prepared for a long time, frowned at the overwhelming pain and let out a gasp.
The sound was not loud, but it still alerted the girl who was pouring water at the table.
The girl immediately turned to look at Lingchu. When she saw Lingchu's beautiful eyes, which had been closed for more than half a month and finally opened, looking at her quietly, the girl immediately lowered her head in embarrassment, casually The two shiny black braids that fell on her shoulders trembled slightly.
Lingchu's body was basically unable to move. He closed his eyes slightly to feel the spiritual power in his body, but found that most of the meridians in his body were broken, and it was difficult to draw the spiritual power from his dantian.
The only thing that was fortunate was that her Dantian was still intact, and her consciousness was not too damaged.
As long as the Dantian is intact, relying on one's own special physique and the extraordinary power of the "Eternal Life Sutra", one can slowly cultivate it. Although it is difficult to mobilize spiritual power for the time being, at least one still has spiritual consciousness, which is okay. Lingchu has practiced spirituality. The magic of recognizing species, at least, has some means of self-protection.
Although there are no spiritual powers, many methods cannot be used, but at least with the spiritual consciousness, you can open the storage bag, summon the clear sky, and communicate with the glazed green lotus fire.
At least, although Lingchu's combat power has been reduced, it is not too weak.
By the way, storage bags, Lingchu's originally relaxed brows frowned again. The storage bags provided by the sect are naturally much better than those of ordinary casual cultivators, but they are not what they are. An extremely high-level magic weapon can survive being torn apart by space cracks and remain intact.
As a result, the storage bag on Lingchu's waist had been completely shattered into the cracks in space, and even the earring-like storage instruments on his ears, just in case, had disappeared.
Fortunately, the storage bracelet that Lao Tao gave to Lingchu was intact and was still quietly placed on Lingchu's white wrist. The simple pattern did not even show any trace of friction.
His consciousness penetrated into the storage bracelet. It was at the moment when Lingchu fell into the crack in space that he realized that the storage bracelet given by Lao Dao was unusual.
Because, in her anxiety, she discovered that the monster bag could be put into the storage bracelet!
You must know that there are many restrictions between storage instruments. For example, most general storage instruments cannot be placed into another storage instrument. Otherwise, it is easy to cause oscillation between spaces, causing two All are broken.
Unless some extremely high-level storage magic tools can accommodate space storage magic tools of a lower level than theirs, however, such storage magic tools are very rare, and the method of refining them is also rare.
Lingchu had no idea that the storage bracelet that the old man gave him would be a high-level storage device. This meant that although this storage device had only a fixed size, it could be placed in it. The fixed space of other storage bags does not create any restrictions.
This is a very precious storage instrument.
Maybe she should have known. After all, Lingchu had already guessed that the old Taoist might not be simple, because on that day, the old Taoist casually tore apart the space. He didn't know how far he was in an instant. The space shuttle was Yuan Yuan. Something that only infant monks can do.
To put it another way, Lingchu felt that the aura of her master, Zhenjun Duanyi, was not as powerful as the aura that the old Taoist exuded when the earth shook that day.
Lingchu suspected that the old Taoist was probably a monk above Nascent Soul.
Maybe it's a god, maybe it's even more terrifying.
Perhaps, the old Taoist is one of those masters who are free from the mortal world and playing games in the world.
The things given by such masters are indeed not simple.
Lingchu tilted his head. Although he was looking at the unknown girl, he was already distracted. She felt really distressed.
Qingluo Dieyi, Lingchu liked it very much, but unfortunately, it was broken.
The Ice Mysterious Crystal Armor, the top-quality magic weapon I selected when I entered the inner mountain that day, and which I had always protected closely, broke into pieces after the first use.
The soul-fixing bead on the neck was also covered with a dull color, with several cracks appearing on the surface of the bead.
The Hidden Spirit Pendant, the Soul-nurturing Wooden Hairpin, and the Meteoric Silk Gloves were fine, because Lingchu had put them into the storage bracelet in time, but unfortunately, there was no time to put away the other items.
However, although he lost a lot of magic weapons and was even seriously injured, Lingchu felt a sense of joy in his heart that he had escaped death.
At least, still alive.
Lingchu lowered her eyes and thought of her special physique. Although this physique had laid endless hidden dangers for herself, she could not deny that Lingchu was able to save her life in the collapse of space without even damaging her foundation. She still had to Thanks to her special physique, she protected her Dantian and sea of consciousness.
There are two most important places in a monk.
In fact, he is still repairing her physical body. If Lingchu feels right, even if she does not take the initiative to seek medicine to recover, relying solely on the recovery speed of the Tao body, she will be able to recover as before in less than ten years.
If you add pills and mental techniques, I think the recovery speed will be much faster.
Perhaps because he had just woken up from a long coma, Lingchu lost his usual vigilance. It was not until the unknown girl approached him that Lingchu reacted.
