This night, Li Xiuyuan spent the most difficult night since he came to Shura battlefield.
The last thunder struck him fiercely, slamming him into the bottom of the lake. His skin was torn and his flesh was torn, and he thought that if another thunder struck again, he would have to use the body of a divine dragon to escape from the Thunder Lake.
Drifting with the waves, he drifted in unknown directions in Tianlei Lake, and finally climbed up to the shore with his injured body. This is why Xiuzhu could not feel his vitality.
At this moment, Li Xiuyuan could only vent his anger, not much inward.
Climbing up to the reeds by the lake, I fainted before I could find a safe place.
The only difference was that in the moment before he fainted, he stuffed half a piece of fairy peach meat into his mouth to save his life.
The moon was high in the sky, the thunder in the sky stopped, and Li Xiuyuan opened his eyes.
Looking at the dead fish in front of him and the reeds crushed by him, Li Xiuyuan got up with difficulty after being lost for a moment.
He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but he knew that lying in this desolate bush was very dangerous. Listening to the faint cry of monsters in the distance, he wondered, could that stupid bear still be here?
Biting his lower lip to brace himself, he walked towards Tianlei Lake with his tired body. He wanted to find a dry cave to spend the night, and first changed out of the dirty, torn and wet clothes he was wearing.
The blood flowing on the ground had disappeared without a trace, and had slowly seeped into the soft mud by the lake long after he fainted.
Before leaving the lake, I didn't forget to wash myself with the lake water, and finally regained some consciousness.
As for what happened when he was unconscious, he only had a vague impression in his mind. Apart from the hundreds of world-destroying divine thunders falling from the sky, he had no memory at the moment.
I can’t even remember how I got to the lake.
After searching for a long time, I couldn't find a cave. Finally, I found a tree hole one mile away from the lake. I got in and found that it was dry enough to accommodate me for the night.
His chest was still in great pain, as if the divine thunder from the sky had struck his chest, and every part of his body was still aching.
If it hadn't been for the spiritual peach from the endless abyss, the wounds on his body might not have healed even if it took ten days and a half.
He stretched out his trembling hands to light a fire in front of the tree hole, and poured a glass of spiritual wine before boiling the water. At this time, he needed to replenish his strength and restore his energy.
While boiling water, he took a clean gown and put it on. He also took a futon and put it behind him. He looked at the slowly burning fire and wondered whether he would risk his life in the Tianlei Cave tomorrow.
After carefully checking the injuries on his body, he found that the bloody wounds split by the divine thunder had healed at some point.
Although the wounds inside his body have not really healed yet, he knows that as long as his fairy spirit energy is restored, the wounds inside his body will naturally heal slowly.
Thinking of this, he held a piece of dried monster meat in one hand and gnawed it, and held a fairy spirit stone in his hand to refine it.
Looking at the bright moon in the sky, he quietly watched a stream of green energy spread out in his hands, and silently felt the new stream of immortal energy flowing slowly in his veins.
While quietly repairing the wounds in his body, it was also slowly accumulating.
Waiting for one day to break through to the cave sky, the true energy accumulated for many days will surge out and turn into the torrent that breaks through the male pass.
Xiuzhu, who was far away on the other side of Tianlei Lake, vaguely saw something in the skylight. She looked up in shock, but saw that there was no wind, rain or rain on Shenlei Lake. The bursts of thunder during the day did not know where to hide.
"How could this happen? Could it be that the thunderclouds here are intermittent and depend on the mood?"
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Xiuzhu frowned and muttered to herself, glanced at her companions around her, and asked solemnly: "You have seen everything today, are we going to continue practicing here tomorrow?"
The three of them nodded in unison. Although it was dangerous, no one wanted to give up after finding such a place to temper their bodies.
Xiuzhu's female companion laughed at herself, turned to look at her and said with emotion: "I want to see if that boy is still alive tomorrow. If he can survive...that would be incredible, right?!"
Xiuzhu looked at the three people in front of her. She also wanted to see if Li Xiuyuan survived the last hundred divine thunders. She thought about it and said in a tired voice: "In that case, let's try again."
Seeing the indifferent expressions of the three of them, Xiuzhu gritted her teeth and said, "You have to be more vigilant tomorrow. If you find something is wrong, exit immediately. Your own life is at stake."
"We are in a hurry today. It should be better tomorrow, right?"
The female companion sitting next to her explained softly, then her complexion changed slightly, she turned away and coughed violently, and hurriedly covered her mouth with her sleeves.
Xiuzhu looked at her distressedly, took the concoction boiled on the fire and poured her a bowl.
Looking at the three of them with concern, he asked, "Are you okay? Let each of you drink another bowl of this concoction. Let's recover our strength tonight and continue tomorrow!"
Hearing the words "continue tomorrow", the three of them felt a sense of fear in their hearts for some unknown reason.
The female companion sitting next to Xiuzhu was slightly startled. She looked down at her sleeves and found two small bright red flowers blooming on them. She sighed softly in her heart, held the bowl with the concoction in her hand, and drank it one by one. .
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Li Xiuyuan, who was sitting in front of the tree hole, had finished eating the dried meat, drank two cups of hot tea, and refined two fairy stones, finally regaining some strength.
I walked around the tree hole and set up a simple magic circle here.
At least in the following days of practice, he had to ensure his safety while resting. Xiaoqing and the other three had already gone to Damengze, and now he only had to take care of himself.
Quietly feeling the changes in his body, he couldn't help but sigh heavily.
It seems that the heavens are different, and even the power of thunder and lightning is different.
Thinking about the time when the teacher Gui Guzi ascended from the Great Wall not long ago, he finally suffered the lightning tribulation from ten directions, but even the thunders from all directions did not make the teacher disappear into ashes.
How could the teacher's physical body be as solid as my own?
However, even though his rock-solid body was still not able to withstand this last thunderstorm, it seemed that he was still careless.
He thought that his divine dragon body was invincible, but unexpectedly he fell into the Tianlei Lake before encountering the extraterrestrial demon.
When he woke up, he silently felt the changes in his body.
After being injured, the muscles and veins in the whole body are quietly changing under the triple repair of spiritual peach, spiritual wine and fairy spirit energy.
The muscles and veins are squirming gently, the bones all over the body are rattling, and the flesh and blood all over the body are like seeds buried in the soil, quietly sprouting, sprouting, and taking root under the moisture of the spring rain!
This night was not the night when Li Xiuyuan broke through, but the night when the divine thunder of Shura battlefield changed his entire physique.
He could even feel that the divine dragon essence and blood, which had not moved for years, and the blue dragon essence and blood, were quietly refining as the tendons, muscles, and bones of his body changed.
Like peeling off a cocoon, the overlapping layers of essence and blood, wrapped like gems, were quietly releasing the power of the divine dragon and the power of the blue dragon, helping him cleanse his entire body.
Even the dragon's fire, which had not evolved for a long time, cheered and flew up and down in the divine sea. It only had one chance to complete its transformation and evolution.
"in this way
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All in all, today's hard work was finally worth it! "Li Xiuyuan murmured to himself.
Even if he recovered from distraction to break the void, it was only a breakthrough in realm, but it did not bring much change to his body's constitution. At most, the immortal energy was a little thicker.
He can more clearly perceive the power of heaven and earth in the Shura Realm, just like he can sense the threat posed to him by the divine thunder in the sky today.
Only at this moment did his physique undergo a fundamental change from being distracted to being broken.
He believed that if he were in Tianyu City at this moment, he might be able to use today's opportunity to break through to the realm of refining the void. This was a realm that he had never dared to imagine before.
It's just that Li Xiuyuan has long passed the age of great joy and sorrow. Even when he encountered the Phoenix Spirit in the underground abyss, it didn't make him ecstatic.
In his opinion, since his master Long Qingfeng said that he had Phoenix Tears on his body, as long as the Phoenix spirit on the Shura battlefield had not left, he would have a chance to find her.
This was also the reason why he followed the map and searched all the way. He didn't believe that he had turned the Shura battlefield upside down and still couldn't find the Phoenix Spirit.
No one can think that this legendary opportunity will remain on the battlefields of the two plains.
Only the dangerous places around the Shura battlefield might be the hiding place of the Phoenix Spirit.
At present, he has seen the hope of recovering his memory, and he will be able to reunite with the two women on the River of Forgetfulness in a few days.
He believed that since the Phoenix Spirit showed him a way, there must be a passage leading to the River of Forgetfulness... Otherwise, where would the monks who died in battle go to reincarnate in the past tens of millions of years?
Because of the excessive blood loss, and the damage caused by the divine thunder and the collision of the elixir inside his body, Li Xiuyuan only regained consciousness for a moment and his thoughts fell into chaos again.
Just like the apricot blossoms flying all over the sky in the spring breeze, they sway lightly in the wind and I don’t know where they will end up.
Silently looking at his divine sea, the divine dragon's fire was flying up and down. Two large drops of blood essence were slowly releasing the power of the divine dragon, and his physical body was suffering from the pain of tearing.
Subconsciously, he raised his trembling right hand and slowly touched the sky.
It's as if you can touch the bright moon in the sky the next moment.
Is it possible that I want to become my own evolution like the little white dragon back then?
For a moment, endless sleepiness came to my mind, and I felt that my eyelids became as heavy as iron. I couldn't help but close my eyes and fall asleep.
At the last moment, he managed to climb into the tree hole, put down the futon, and then fell down tiredly, slowly closing his eyes and letting out a faint sigh.
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In the dream, Li Xiuyuan opened the fragments in his memory and came to a big mountain.
There is snow on the mountain, and there is a wooden house built in the snow.
A gentleman dressed in white and a young man were visiting friends on a snowy day and wanted to open the closed wooden door in front of them.
The thick wooden door did not open without any wind, and the owner of the house did not go out to greet him.
The gentleman looked back at the nervous young man, stretched out his hand, and gently pushed open the closed wooden door.
The young man followed his husband with some anxiety. He watched him push the door open and enter the house. After a while, he took a deep breath, stepped forward, and pushed the door open.
There was no tension as imagined, nor was there the expected greeting of the reunion between the husband and the owner of the cabin after a long absence.
When the young man pushed the door open and walked in, he saw that the gentleman had already sat down at a table.
Sitting next to him was a middle-aged man dressed in coarse gray clothes, with a delicate face and long hair like himself. The two of them looked at the young boy in front of them quietly.
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