He smiled bitterly, there is no immortal fate, all roads are dead ends, he closed his eyes, fortunately he went to see his father before, without building a foundation, he can still be reincarnated, right? What about Ah Li? Can she escape from Canye Pavilion alone?
Since he began to practice, he has never slept again. He practices day and night. He works so hard. Just because he has no immortality, all his efforts will be in vain.
Thinking of this, he opened his eyes and felt a sense of resentment and sadness in his heart. This ending
When the fist was only an inch away from him, the fist suddenly froze. Not only the fist, but also the angry expression of the young man in red was frozen on his face. The people behind the young man also maintained their previous movements and expressions, and the surrounding leaves were frozen. In the air, it stopped falling, and the flying dust and mud on the ground maintained its previous position.
The world, except for him, stopped.
He blinked in disbelief, what happened? Has time stopped?
In his astonishment, a woman in green clothes walked out of the void in front of him. She glanced around casually, her two light smokey eyebrows were slightly frowned, her wide sleeves were raised, and the monster monks who were chasing him with great momentum suddenly disappeared. .
There was no spiritual power fluctuation, and there was no sound, as if they didn't exist in the first place.
With her slender hands, she brushed away the green leaves and sand in the air. With her lotus steps moving lightly, the woman slowly came to him and bent down. She stared at him with her twilight peach blossom eyes for a while, and the corners of her lips parted slightly: "You only have three days. oh."
After the words fell, two green-white fingers touched lightly. After a crisp sound, the stagnant leaves in the air fluttered and spun down again. The raised sand fell to the ground, and time began to flow again.
Wei Lin's eyes widened and he was horrified. What kind of method was this?
Freeze time? !
The highest-level Nascent Soul cultivator in the Canglan Continent is no better than an ant in front of her, and can barely be counted as a grain of dust!
As if she was amused by his reaction, the woman chuckled lightly, "Oh, why are you as stupid as her?"
With that said, she slowly disappeared into nothingness.
A piece of green leaf fell on Wei Lin's face, and the slight coolness and real touch made him realize that this was not a dream.
After a long time, Wei Lin raised his hand with difficulty and grabbed a rare piece of meat on his arm. He really survived!
What do you mean by only three days?
Thinking of those monk monsters that disappeared out of thin air, could they be trapped for three days?
Feng's eyes lit up, and joy came to his heart. Under the chase of these monster monks who had cultivated in the Nascent Soul stage, even if he was not injured, he had no chance of escaping. Now after three days, he finally had a chance to escape. Little by little hope of escaping from Tianwu Forest.
Enduring the severe pain, he first straightened the misaligned ribs. As soon as he moved, he was so painful that he broke out in a cold sweat. He remembered Yunli's complaint every time he advanced, "That kind of pain is so painful that it hurts the heart and bones. I really want to die." Forget it. '
In the past, he thought that the little girl was too pretentious. She had been raised in a boudoir since she was a child and had never suffered much. She could not bear any severe pain, but now he believed it.
I have never experienced this kind of pain personally, so I cannot describe it in such a vivid way.
Fortunately, the spiritual power in his body has not been exhausted and can protect his heart. He didn't use his spiritual power much when digging in the soil before. He was originally unlucky. There were a bunch of foundation-building monks with higher cultivation levels than him around him. Naturally, I dare not have any reservations.
During the subsequent escape, I kept using the Earth Escape Talisman, and my spiritual power was still of little use. However, facing the power of Nascent Soul, these spiritual powers were like a drop of water and the sea. There was no difference between the presence and absence of it.
He gritted his teeth, tried hard to ignore the pain, and forcibly connected the ribs one by one. When the last rib was connected, he was almost dizzy from the pain, and his whole body felt as if he had been fished out of water. All soaked.
After exhaling and resting for a while, he took out the rejuvenation pill with difficulty and took it. Such a simple action made him gasp in pain.
With his five hearts pointing to the sky, he slowly closed his eyes, concentrated his mind and exerted all his energy to release the power of the medicine.
The bright moon is in the sky, the night wind is whining, and the trees are rustling. In the past, the fancy howls of various monsters at night have disappeared. The entire forest seems to have fallen into a deep sleep, and there is no other sound except the wind.
Wei Lin opened his eyes and retracted his power. After using five rejuvenation pills, the broken ribs finally began to bond. As for completely growing back, it was not something that could be done in a short time. He had to take care of it slowly; besides, the most important thing was What's more, the internal organs are broken and injured, and they can only be warmed up slowly.
There is no need to rush, but his life is hanging by a thread right now. It is impossible to take care of him slowly!
Most of the day had passed. He quickly stood up, ignoring the danger of the wound rupturing a second time, and left quickly with Jinghong Steps.
I don't know if it was the woman in green or the spirit-sucking orchid that attracted most of the monsters, but the journey out was extremely smooth and I didn't encounter a single monster.
It was just that he had rushed too quickly, and his internal organs were bleeding slightly, and his broken ribs showed no signs of improvement.
Before dawn, Wei Lin arrived at the entrance of Linxi Town. He straightened his back, his wound was pulled, and he grinned in pain. He took a breath, straightened his expression, put on a calm face, and then walked towards the town.
He knocked on the counter, tried hard to control the trembling in his voice, and said as if nothing had happened: "A bottle of rejuvenation pill."
Wang Hu slowly put down his pen, took out a jade bottle from under the counter and placed it on the counter, "One hundred and fifty spiritual stones."
His eyes fell on the pale fingers on the counter. He paused for a moment, then moved away. He accepted the spirit stone and continued to calculate the accounts. When he heard the footsteps getting further away, he raised his head and looked at the thin and thin man. figure, shaking his head.
Why bother?
Why are you so anxious at such a young age? Tianwu Forest is so easy to enter!
But he saw the back figure stopped and stood at the door with the light behind him. Under the soft light and shadow of the early morning, the figure was so pale that it seemed to be rubbed into the light.
The young man turned around, his flawless face filled with halos, and asked quietly: "Is there a convoy to Purple Light City today?"
Wang Hu paused, not expecting such an exquisite young man. His cloudy eyes moved and he said, "No."
After saying that, he lowered his head, but the moment Wei Lin stepped out, he spoke again: "There is a convoy going to Sejin Town. It will leave from the town gate at three quarters."
"Thank you." Wei Lin thanked him softly, turned around and left, walking slowly and firmly, making a crisp clicking sound on the bluestone road.
Turning the corner and out of Dantang's sight, he leaned on the wall and bent down. The gray wall was slightly dented by the pressure, and the mud fell rustlingly. After a while, cold sweat dripped from his forehead and fell to the ground. After a while, he got used to it. He raised his head, and there was a moment of realization on his face like gold paper. He closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the dizziness in his mind receded and his phoenix eyes gradually became clear.
He slowly straightened his back again and rushed to the town entrance. It was already a quarter past two. At his current speed, it would be difficult to reach the town entrance in a quarter of an hour.
Hurrying slowly, he finally arrived at the entrance of the town before three o'clock. He leaned against the dilapidated stone gate, gasping for air, found a comfortable position, closed his eyes and rested.
clatter! clatter! clatter!
A slow and long crisp sound rang in his ears. He opened his eyes and saw that the motorcade was coming.
"Give me, give me quickly!"
Looking sideways, I saw an ox cart pulling straw a few feet away, rushing out of the town.
His eyes wandered at the Gale Tiger driver driving out at the end of the long street and the mortal ox cart in front of him. He took a step out, waved to the thin man wearing a bamboo hat on the ox cart, and shouted: "Uncle, can you Want a ride?"
Most monks are proud of their status. No matter how desperate they are, they don't bother to ask mortals for help. A monk will choose the fleet between the Gale Tiger convoy and the ox cart. If those people behind him catch up, they will definitely guess his choice. Why doesn't he do the opposite? And when it comes to travelling, what about choosing a bullock cart?
Although if you choose the bullock cart, it will be a matter of time before you are discovered, but you can still delay it for a while, and your hope of escape will be higher.
(End of chapter)
