After the middle-aged man left, the room fell into a dead silence. Only Jian Chen's faint breathing could be heard. Jian Chen's eyes were a little empty as he looked at the roof of the wooden house. The hard work was in vain, and it happened that he faced this catastrophe when he needed strength the most, which really made Jian Chen difficult to accept.
He wants to go home, he wants to make Hua Yunzong pay the price, and he wants to take revenge. He has too many things that he has not done, and doing these things requires great strength without exception. But now, he has been reduced to a cripple, and he is also a cripple who can no longer cultivate holy power in his life. Even if he can practice again, it will take a long time to regain the strength of the earth sage. At this time, the Kingdom of Gesen is probably facing catastrophe. Whether Changyang Palace can continue to exist is still unknown. He simply didn't have that much time to practice again.
At this time, the closed door was opened again, and a simple-looking, honest-looking, 20-year-old little fat man in a simple commoner walked in from the outside.
The little fat man came to Jian Chen's side, looked at Jian Chen's open eyes, his face suddenly became happy, and said, "Hey, you finally woke up, you have been in a coma for several days."
Jian Chen, who was in a depressed mood, seemed to have not heard what the little fat man said, and his eyes were still staring at the roof of the wooden house.
Looking at Jian Chen's empty eyes, the little fat man had a suspicious look on his face. He raised his head and glanced at the roof of the wooden house, then he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Jian Chen's eyes, saying, "Hey, are you alright? Always staring at the roof, what's so good about it."
Jian Chen still did not answer, not even turning his eyes.
The little fat man circled his head, his brows furrowed tightly, and he muttered, "I heard from my father that you should have died because of it, but your soul has not dissipated. Could it be that your soul has not been hurt? Don't be stupid."
The little fat man stretched out a pair of chubby palms and was about to shake Jian Chen, which seemed to make Jian Chen come back to his senses, but when he saw the terrifying wound on Jian Chen's body, his hands suddenly stopped in mid-air and muttered: "You have suffered such a serious injury. Moving your body will definitely make your injury worse. No, no, you can't do this. Hey, is there anything wrong with you? Did you hear what I said?" The little fat man was bright. He stared at Jian Chen without blinking, his eyes filled with hope.
Jian Chen's eyes finally rolled, he stared at the little fat man with a blank expression, and asked softly, "Who are you!"
"Haha, you finally spoke, it seems that you are not stupid, I thought there was something wrong with you." The little fat man became happy immediately, and asked himself: "Hello, my name is Xiu Tianyu, but Everyone in the village calls me Xiaopang, so you can call me that too, by the way, do you still remember your name?"
"My name is Jian Chen." Jian Chen said weakly, and after speaking, some empty eyes stared blankly at the roof again.
"Wow, so I know your own name. It doesn't seem like you're stupid, that's great." The little fatty immediately became excited, as if he was happy that Jian Chen didn't become "stupid".
The little fat man quickly calmed down, he stared curiously at the terrifying wound on Jian Chen's body, and asked, "Jian Chen, these wounds on your body are so terrifying, what kind of monster was bitten by? , or I will ask my father to help you catch that monster back, don't worry, my father is very powerful, and he will definitely be able to catch the monster that hurt you and avenge you."
"Hey, why don't you talk, why don't you like talking so much?"
"Hey, hey, what's so beautiful about the roof? Why do you keep staring at the roof? I built this cabin two years ago. Is there something wrong with it?"
"Hey, Jian Chen, talk to me, don't you like talking to others?"
After that, Jian Chen didn't say a word, stared at the roof in a daze, and the anxious little fat man kept scratching his ears and brains beside the bed.
"Tianyu!" A voice came from behind, and the middle-aged man who had left earlier came back to the room.
"Dad, come and pull, why does he always stare at the roof in a daze, obviously he is not stupid." The little fat man looked at the middle-aged man as if asking for help.
The middle-aged man said softly: "Tianyu, this little brother has been hit a little bit, and he hasn't recovered yet, let him be quiet."
"Oh, so that's the case, Dad, then I'm going out." The little fat man left the cabin.
The middle-aged man came to Jian Chen, took out a thumb-sized pill, and said, "I know you can't bear this blow for a while, now you don't have to think too much, let's recuperate first, and live on. That's what matters." After speaking, the middle-aged man flicked his fingers, and the white medicinal pill in his hand entered Jian Chen's mouth.
"This is the eighth-level light pill. Although it can't make your injury fully recover, it can at least repair the big hole in your chest." After saying this, the middle-aged man left.
Jian Chen's entire body is covered with a layer of milky white light, and the small medicinal pill contains a very strong light holy force. are far less than one percent.
This is the "quality" gap!
Jian Chen's entire body was enveloped by the holy energy of light, and the wounds in his body were healing at an incredible speed, and the huge hole in his chest also quickly grew new tender flesh, which was completely healed in a short time. Cover up that transparent hole.
At the same time, the terrifying wounds around Jian Chen’s body were also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The skin is smooth and white, with no scars left.
In just a cup of tea, Jian Chen's whole body was completely refreshed. The injuries on the surface of his body had completely recovered, leaving no scars. , slowly dissipated.
Although Jian Chen's injuries on the surface have completely recovered, the injuries in his body are still the same as before. This can be said that the light holy power contained in the eighth-level light divine pill is indeed very powerful, but the "quantity" is not enough after all, so it is impossible to put it away. Jian Chen's injuries were also completely healed.
Despite this, Jian Chen was also moved by it, those empty eyes regained some vigour, and when he noticed the change in his body, he let out a sigh and murmured: "What should I do now, how should I recover because of this? My strength, I must have a strong strength, what should I do now because of my strength."
At this moment, Jian Chen's mind shook for a while, and at this moment, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be something more in his mind, and his soul seemed to be stronger than before.
Sensing the change in his mind, Jian Chen was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, closed his eyes immediately, and when his mind moved, he suddenly came to a strange space.
There is chaos around this space, and nothing can be seen clearly, but in the center, two rays of light, one purple and one blue, are suspended in mid-air, wrapped in a small stone emitting multicolored rays of light, slowly rotating.
"This... this is the Ziqing Sword Spirit, how did it get here, and where is it?" Jian Chen stared at the Ziqing Sword Spirit in front of him, full of doubts.
Suddenly, the Ziqing Sword Spirit trembled slightly, and a sense of consciousness spread out. The Ziqing Sword Spirit has its own intellect and its own thoughts, but it is still weak and cannot speak at all. This can pass the consciousness that it wants to express to Jian Chen in a mysterious way, and let Jian Chen go. understand.
"Consciousness space? This is my consciousness space?" Jian Chen understood the message from Ziqing Sword Spirit.
Immediately, the Ziqing sword spirit continuously sent out fluctuations of consciousness, and conveyed the meaning that he wanted to express to Jian Chen in a mysterious and mysterious way.
After a while, Jian Chen finally understood his current situation.
"I was already dead, but the Ziqing Sword Spirit saved me and saved my soul..."
"Now my soul has merged with the Ziqing Sword Spirit..."
Jian Chen finally understood his current situation, whether it was joy or worry, but after communicating with Ziqing Sword Spirit, he already understood that his soul had merged with Ziqing Sword Spirit in a very special way. survive.
He didn't even know whether he was the original self or the Ziqing Sword Spirit.
Jian Chen was sluggish for a moment, and then calmed down. This result surprised him very much. It was unbelievable that his soul had merged with the Ziqing Sword Spirit, and the Ziqing Sword Spirit also maintained his own intelligence, although It is a fusion, but the two still maintain their original thinking, but exist in a very strange way.
"What the hell is going on here, how could it be like this." Jian Chen muttered to himself in his own conscious space, such a thing was too mysterious to him.
Another stream of consciousness came out from the Ziqing Sword Spirit.
"I'm still me, the Ziqing Sword Spirit is still in the Ziqing Sword Spirit. It just saved me and saved my life in this way." Jian Chen understood the meaning of the Ziqing Sword Spirit and murmured.
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In the consciousness space, the passage of time could not be felt at all, and the time inside seemed to stand still. Jian Chen didn't know how long he stayed in it, and finally began to accept this fact, and then exited the consciousness space.
When Jian Chen opened his eyes again, the first thing that caught his eye was the roof of the log cabin. At this time, Jian Chen really noticed that his soul had become much stronger than before. He could even easily He sensed the range within a kilometer of a radius. Previously, it was just because he was in a low mood that he had never noticed the mutation of his soul.
PS: Fight for the second chapter before twelve o'clock, and the third chapter will go after the early morning.