Misfortunes never come singly.
Ningxia had a hard time saying that she couldn't understand why God liked to torment them so much.
A moment ago, she was still happy that Gu Huai escaped. Who knew that poor Gu Huai would probably always have to go through this kind of experience, and this meeting was even more miserable.
Thinking back to my current miserable situation, it was really too miserable. She wanted to wipe away bitter tears for herself and her friends.
At this moment, she wanted to look up to the sky and scream. She couldn't catch a sheep while she was gathering wool. She would almost die from it.
But what if we are angry and manic? The reality is how it should be.
Things still need to be done, injuries still need to be treated, and we have to continue on this unlucky road. What else can she do? Is it possible that her life can be changed?
Ningxia suppressed the reluctance and heavy feeling of exhaustion that arose in her heart, and began to treat another visitor in her dark room.
Sigh, if the other person wakes up halfway and doesn't know how to explain to him where this is... I'd better wait until he wakes up and asks.
After tapping the supplies in her hand, she discovered a big problem. Ningxia has always had the habit of hoarding resources, probably because she often encounters such unexpected misfortunes. She never knows when she will be unlucky or in trouble, so she saves things whenever she gets a chance.
The places to put them are also different. I put some in a small dark room, some in a storage bag, some in a handy secret compartment... In short, I want to have resources embedded in my body.
In addition, Ningxia also has many gifts from destined people, all of which are extraordinary.
But it's funny, she hoards so fast and in such large amounts, but she still can't keep up with the speed of consumption. Especially these days, being injured is like eating, and overdraft and spiritual energy exhaustion are considered trivial matters. If it weren't for some top-quality elixirs that killed her, she would have been finished long ago.
However, top-quality elixirs are also limited. After all, if someone has one or two, they are already the best in the box. Based on her frequency of use, that is something that many monks of the same level would not even dare to dream of.
There will be a day when the end of the world will be stretched even if she uses it like this. She doesn't use the word "end of the world", and now she is already stretched.
She has a lot of elixirs in her hand, with various effects, but almost none of them can save lives, so she has to keep them for later use. God knows what will happen.
What she lacks is the kind of elixir that can heal wounds and replenish spiritual energy. But except for some special-purpose elixirs and some mediocre healing elixirs in her hands now, most of the rest are not suitable for use in the current situation.
But the one in Ningxia is worried. It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, which is what she is talking about now.
With the wounds gone and the lack of treatment conditions, lying down and waiting to die was probably the easiest option for them.
Ning Xia clutched her chest, gasping for air, and finally accepted her fate and picked through the basket of spiritual plants next to her.
There is no finished elixir, but it is good to have raw materials. Although the effect of eating it directly is not good, and it is easy to cause problems if you don't understand the properties of the medicine, it is still medicine after all.
She is doing better, but her mental strength is exhausted. Even if she doesn't take medicine, she can slowly recover with clear consciousness. Gu Huai couldn't. The root cause of the other party's injury was not trauma at all. The trauma was just the fuse, but came from the innate lesions inside.
At the beginning, Ningxia was worried about his health and worried that he might wake up at any time. How would he explain it then?
But now...she is only worried about whether this person can wake up.
If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, Ning Xia would have thought he was dead. No matter how much elixir she fed, it had no effect at all, and the other party didn't wake up at all.
She was really tired. She couldn't stop for the past few days... She was obviously going to find the way home before dawn, but she was completely disrupted by being caught off guard.
No matter how good his mental endurance is, Ningxia still feels a little unbearable. It is inevitable that he will be discouraged, and a feeling of exhaustion from the bottom of his heart will arise spontaneously.
My friend is temporarily offline, but she is not. She can't stay in a dark room all the time. She had no choice but to put aside Gu Huai's matters and start recovering herself first.
Overdraft of spiritual power does great damage to the body, requiring a large amount of elixirs and worldly conditioning. If one has a weak foundation, he may be half disabled in just one session. Fortunately, Ning Xia's foundation is quite strong, and she is already familiar with the situation of spiritual overdraft, and already has a set of reasonable adjustment methods.
She often encounters various desperate situations and has limited abilities. Even if she uses some clever methods and her cultivation is there, in the end she often narrowly escapes death and her spiritual energy is exhausted. But after such a situation, she may often encounter worse dangers, which requires her to adjust her physical condition as quickly as possible so that her chance of survival can be greater.
She had talked about this matter with Zhenjun Yuanheng in the past, and the other party had come up with a way for her. There are only a few methods for monks to replenish spiritual energy. Generally, they either use elixirs, elixirs, medicines, or spiritual objects, or they rely on practice to absorb spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
But in the final analysis, it is actually about absorbing different stored forms of spiritual energy to repair one's body.
However, no matter how many elixirs there are, they may be exhausted. If at the same time there is no condition to rely on the natural absorption of spiritual energy to repair, then one can only find another way to absorb spiritual energy in other different storage forms.
In this case, you can... try refining spiritual objects.
In fact, refining elixirs and taking elixirs are also a type of refining. The former involves semi-refining the raw materials into a certain state, and then blending them using special techniques to stimulate the attributes and maintain balance to form a pill. The latter is simply refining medicinal properties.
But there is no elixir or elixir that can be imported. If you can refine a spiritual weapon or spiritual object, you can also achieve the same effect by using part of its spiritual power for your own use. Just like this, the spiritual weapon or spiritual object used as a supply will be damaged, especially the spiritual weapon. This damage is irreversible.
This practice is called "soul seizing." Because unlike elixirs and elixirs, spiritual weapons or spiritual objects often possess a certain spirituality, and some even possess fragments of thoughts. Such a being will not be willing to become a part of someone else's nutrition, and will definitely struggle and resist.
Therefore, the risk of using spiritual weapons as supplies is much higher than imagined. Unless it is a natal spiritual weapon that is connected to one's mind, seizing the soul may have the opposite effect when the spiritual power is severely overdrawn.
She had a lot of concentrated spiritual source water fished back from the cave, but it was not enough to deal with such serious losses and injuries, so this was her only option.
Make a big one.
Ning Xia picked up a dark purple spiritual stone from the box, and the light in her eyes dimmed.
The sky was dark and a thunderstorm was coming.
The girl in a different space fluttered her eyelashes and moved her eyes quickly, as if she was about to wake up. But the other lying person next to her still didn't see any movement, as quiet as death.
"All spirits listen to the order, Jixia Immortal Palace returns to its place, Qi——" An ancient voice came from a distance, far away and long.
The next moment, Ningxia opened her eyes.
