The Earth Is My Dantian

? Beauty Zhou said in surprise. "Ye Sheng woke up."

Chu Zhongtian immediately stopped the carriage, and then looked into the carriage.

Ye Sheng coughed unconsciously a few times.

I haven't completely woken up yet, and I can't speak, just coughing slightly.

Zhou Meiren hugged Ye Sheng, put Ye Sheng's head on his soft chest, and looked at him with affection.

"Is he okay?" Zhou Meiren asked worriedly.

Zhou Yi grabbed Ye Sheng's palm, injected his true energy, and checked Ye Sheng's body.

The tendons and veins are broken, the bones are full of cracks, the dantian is exhausted, and the soul is like a dying lamp, the weak candle will be extinguished at any time.

In Zhou Yi's eyes, this is already a dying symptom and cannot be cured.

But for Zhou Meiren, Zhou Yi said calmly: "He can cough now, which proves that he has improved."

"Great." Zhou Meiren wept with joy, finally seeing hope.

Zhou Yi quietly lowered the curtain and looked at the sky in silence.

A surge of true energy was born in Chu Zhongtian's body, covering him and Zhou Yi, locking his voice to leak out, and asked, "Is Ye Sheng serious?"

Zhou Yi nodded and said, "It's a miracle that he's not dead now."

Chu Zhongtian suddenly grinned and said, "Do you know what Ye Sheng said when he went to rescue Zhou Meiren?"

Zhou Yi looked at Chu Zhongtian curiously.

"Ye Sheng said, if he doesn't die this time, no one in this world can kill him." Chu Zhongtian murmured, he was a madman of Chu, and he didn't take anyone into his heart, except Ye Sheng, who brought him several times. It shocked Chu Zhongtian a lot.

The temple is a powerful force that has been passed down for thousands of years. Ye Sheng only has the innate fifth heaven, so he dares to rush in to save people.

Chu Zhongtian used half a layer of the old man's strength to torture himself to death, but Ye Sheng didn't care and used all of it.

It was a miracle that he didn't die, so Ye Sheng's serious injury to Chu Zhongtian wasn't surprising at all.

"I believe in him,

He is a miracle worker, as long as he is not dead, he will return to his peak. "Chu Zhongtian firmly believed.

Zhou Yi sighed, he didn't have such strong confidence, and said, "I hope."

Since Ye Sheng coughed, he recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye every day.

His tendons are automatically connected, and he absorbs the spiritual energy from the outside world to nourish his body.

His bones also slowly healed, and became even more powerful.

His dantian also began to produce true energy, nourishing the whole body.

These changes made Zhou Meiren very happy.

But only Ye Sheng's Sea of ​​Consciousness was still like a solitary lamp, the flame was weak and seemed to go out at any time.

This situation lasted for a full month.

This month, Chu Zhongtian and the others walked out from the 80,000-mile depth of the grassland for Ye Sheng's health considerations, and changed horses several times in the middle, with thousands of miles a day.

Leaving the grassland and about to enter the land of chaos, Zhou Meiren's originally joyful expression became worried.

For a month, Ye Sheng didn't wake up.

Although his physical injuries have recovered, but he can't wake up, everything is meaningless.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi and Chu Zhongtian didn't know how to comfort them.

But at this moment, Ye Sheng was in a state of chaos.

You can't go up to the sky, you can't go down to the ground, everything is dark in front of your eyes, only thirteen swords are floating around your body.

Health, Thirteen Swords.

The unrivaled swordsmanship left by the old man carrying the sword to Ye Sheng, along with Ye Sheng's consciousness, fell into the chaos of silence.

Time passed by without knowing the age, and Ye Sheng didn't know how long he stayed here, he felt that it might have been a year.

"I must go out as soon as possible. I still have an appointment with the master and brother." Ye Sheng became anxious.

Ye Sheng didn't want to miss the appointment at Longhushan two years later. This is a major event for Master Qingxu. As a disciple, he should go to the appointment and defeat all the alchemy disciples at Longhushan.

"The secret to breaking the chaos may lie in these thirteen swords." Ye Sheng's eyes flickered, staring at Sheng, the Thirteen Swords began to comprehend.

In the boundless chaos, there is eternal darkness and coldness, as if there is no end, Ye Sheng feels that he is constantly drifting, and he cannot feel the passage of time, as if millions of years have passed.

It was scary, Ye Sheng was very anxious, but he didn't dare to let his mind get flustered, that way he couldn't go out even more.

Silence, coldness, darkness, fear, despair, and constant attacks made Ye Sheng suffer from various negative emotions.

He is like a lost old man who wants to find his roots and then leaves.

And all hope lies in Sheng, Thirteen Swords.

Ye Sheng began to completely accommodate his body and mind in Sheng, Thirteen Swords.

"The people I care about, the road I have traveled, the way I have experienced..." Ye Sheng began to comprehend, reflect, and stare at his past.

He gradually calmed down.

buzz buzz!

A bright light appeared between Ye Sheng's eyebrows, but the light was weak, as if it would go out at any time.

His body is crystal clear, every cell is like a crystal.

His spirit suddenly shook, and a pill furnace flew out, three legs were broken and two legs were broken, enveloping Ye Sheng's spirit.

boom!

Immediately, the soul was ablaze.

The alchemy furnace of the gods, when Ye Sheng was in the most difficult time, it appeared and brought flames.

The flames of the alchemy furnaces of the gods have been warming in the sea of ​​consciousness. Now that several months have passed, this cluster of flames finally has a sound.

The flames of the alchemy furnace of the gods merged with Ye Sheng's soul at this moment.

Ka Ka Ka!

The connection between the alchemy furnace of the gods and Ye Sheng became closer, and Ye Sheng's control over the alchemy furnace of the gods was like waving his arms.

This magic weapon became Ye Sheng's natal magic weapon.

"Thank you." Ye Sheng sent out a divine sense.

"You're welcome." The alchemy furnace of the gods also issued a weak response, a voice like a little girl, and then fell into silence.

After warming for several months, the alchemy furnace of the gods fell into a deep sleep at this time.

But Ye Sheng got a turning point.

His soul was blazing, and a lamp was always on, guiding Ye Sheng, breaking through the chaos, and came to Sheng, Thirteen Swords.

Ming Xin, Ming me, Ming Dao.

Ye Sheng fell into a feeling of the unity of Dao and me, closed his eyes, and at this moment, the Thirteen Swords slowly merged into Ye Sheng's body.

Ye Sheng controlled Sheng, Thirteen Swords.

The next moment, he stepped out of the chaos in one step, and when his eyes lit up, he saw Zhou Meiren with a haggard expression.

The beauty was weeping, and I felt pity for it. Ye Sheng opened his eyes and saw this beautiful scene, and smiled.

Zhou Meiren stared blankly at Ye Sheng, and murmured, "I'm hallucinating again."

Zhou Meiren was in a trance these days, she saw Ye Sheng wake up several times and shouted excitedly, but Chu Zhongtian and Zhou Yi saw it and broke Zhou Meiren's fantasy.

Ye Sheng listened, his heart ached, this silly girl.

"I woke up." Ye Sheng said, his voice was hoarse, he hadn't spoken for more than a month, and he was very uncomfortable.

Zhou Meiren looked at Ye Sheng tremblingly, and suddenly burst into tears. No one knew how much a teenage girl had endured this month and how much pressure she had endured.

Ye Sheng was hurt like this to save her. If something happened to Ye Sheng, Zhou Meiren was ready to go to hell with Ye Sheng.

Fortunately, Ye Sheng woke up now.

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