Long Xiangtian lay on the bed, his face ashen, no longer as lively as before. At this moment, he felt nothing but regret.
He was originally the strongest genius of the Jian Qing Sect, but he was framed and severely injured by a mysterious man. All his cultivation was wasted, and even his dantian that stored his energy was completely shattered. Now, he is no different from a useless person!
His sister Yan Qingwu was crying on the side of the bed. He wanted to comfort her, but he couldn't even do this simple action.
"Oh, brother, brother! Wake up! You are my only relative! What should I do if anything happens to you? Please, wake up!"
Yan Qingwu's face was covered with traces of tears. All along, Long Xiangtian had been like a flying dragon in the sky, full of heroism and confidence. However, now all she could see on Long Xiangtian's face was the desire to die.
Thinking of this, her eyes involuntarily looked at Long Xiangtian's abdomen. Her Dantian was destroyed, so she naturally knew what this meant.
This is a world of martial artists. The power that every practitioner gains through cultivation is called wild force, and this wild force can only be stored in one place, that is, the dantian. Once the dantian is destroyed, it means that this person will never be able to practice martial arts for the rest of his life and can only become an ordinary mortal.
Yan Qingwu understood this, and Long Xiangtian naturally understood it as well. Listening to his sister's cries, he felt his eyelids becoming heavier and heavier.
His consciousness was gradually becoming blurred, and his life was slowly fading away from him. Although he didn't want to die and wanted to stay and take care of his sister, the fatigue and sleepiness in his body made it impossible for him to hold on any longer.
The string that plays life is about to break. Long Xiangtian is unwilling and angry, but he is powerless. He can only watch Yan Qingwu getting farther and farther away before his sight gradually returns to darkness.
"I never thought that I could find such a perfect experimental subject in this small Jianqing Sect. It's really great."
Just when Long Xiangtian's last bit of regret was about to dissipate, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears, with a strong sense of joy in the tone.
"Who is it?"
Forcing himself to gather the last bit of consciousness in his heart, Long Xiang asked weakly.
"Boy! I don't know whether meeting me is a blessing or a curse!"
Before he finished listening to the voice, Long Xiangtian felt his whole body tremble, as if an inexplicable electric current rushed down from the top of his head and spread throughout his body. The next moment, he lost all consciousness.
In a dim space, Long Xiangtian raised his eyelids slightly and looked around with some surprise.
"Am I not dead? Where is this place?"
Looking at the pitch-black environment around him, Long Xiangtian felt a little bitter. This might be the Ten Directions Hell that he had never seen before. He was afraid that his soul had really returned to heaven.
He thought of Yan Qingwu. If he died, how could she survive alone in the Jian Qing Sect where competition was more important than swords and blood
"Alas~"
Long Xiangtian let out a long sigh, and the next moment, a cool breath suddenly surged in from the darkness and instantly enveloped his whole body. The illusory feeling instantly became clear, and he could even clearly feel his own heart beating.
"ah!"
Long Xiangtian let out a low cry, closed his eyes, and then opened them again. This time it was no longer a pitch-black space, he actually saw his sister Yan Qingwu.
The feeling of weakness in the body was rapidly receding, and Long Xiangtian was very confused as he felt the changes in his body. What on earth was going on
Yan Qingwu, who was standing by, was surprised to see her brother wake up. She thought that Long Xiangtian would fall asleep forever, but he woke up, and he looked completely different from the weak and dying look before.
"Brother, are you okay?"
Yan Qingwu said in surprise.
Before Long Xiangtian could answer, Yan Qingwu continued, "I'll go get you some food."
After saying that, Yan Qingwu quickly stood up. The moment she turned her back, she couldn't help wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes. Thank God! Her brother finally woke up!
Seeing Yan Qingwu leaving, Long Xiangtian did not try to stop her. He was now very confused and looked at his hands in bewilderment.
He suddenly discovered that his injuries had completely healed, which was almost impossible!
"No, there's still one place missing!"
Long Xiangtian didn't have time to be surprised, and his brows suddenly frowned. He slightly activated the Jian Qing Sect's skills he had practiced before, but the spiritual power he had just activated could not find a destination, and his Dantian was still broken!
Long Xiangtian was a little discouraged. Even if his injuries healed, what was the use if his dantian became like this
Long Xiangtian suddenly remembered the voice that spoke to him before he fell into a coma. He was moved and thought that his recovery from his injuries should have a lot to do with that person!
If he is willing to help me, can my Dantian also recover
At this time, Yan Qingwu happily went to the kitchen. Her brother had woken up, and there were still tears in the corners of her eyes. Even so, it could not hide her stunning face. On the contrary, the tears on her cheeks added a touch of pity to her, making her look pitiful and extremely moving.
The disciples in the kitchen were all shaken by what they saw. At this moment, a disciple walked out from the side, followed by several followers, and slowly walked to the side of Yan Qingwu.
There was a hint of greed on his face as he looked at Yan Qingwu. He put his face in front of Yan Qingwu, sniffed slightly in front of her, and a hint of enjoyment appeared on his face.
"Qingwu, come here to get food. Your damn brother looks dead. It's good that he's dead. From now on, your brother Liu Jian will protect you!"
After saying that, Liu Jian grabbed Yan Qingwu's hand. Yan Qingwu's face changed drastically. She struggled hard and looked at Liu Jian angrily, "My brother is not dead! His injuries have recovered! You were just a lackey of my brother before! Now you dare to touch me! My brother will definitely kill you if he finds out!"
Hearing Yan Qingwu's words, Liu Jian laughed loudly and said, "Everyone knows that Long Xiangtian's Dantian was shattered. You say he is not dead? Even if he is not dead, he is probably just a waste now! Hahahahaha."
"you!"
Yan Qingwu showed anger on her face, but she was very frightened in her heart. She knew that the person in front of her was telling the truth, and she didn't know how to refute it.
Dantian is the place where energy is stored. Now that it is shattered, it is undoubtedly the most terrifying disaster for those who practice martial arts. If one wants to continue on the path of martial arts without Dantian, it is undoubtedly a foolish dream!
Once a favored child of heaven, now a cripple, how can his brother Long Xiangtian survive in this world where martial arts is respected