Above the sky, colorful air currents surging, sometimes interweaving and merging, sometimes separating and dispersing, extremely colorful.
In the space, there are endless mountains, dense forests, and even the sound of majestic waterfalls.
"I'm dreaming? The world in my dream is so beautiful!" Xiao Zhengyang muttered while lying on the grass, looking at the dreamy sky.
Then, he put his hands on the ground, wanting to stand up and look at the beautiful surroundings.
"Ah!" But the excessively large movements made him suddenly feel the sharp pain in his heart, so he screamed out in pain subconsciously.
The old man often said that he was not afraid of pain in his dreams, or that he could not feel the pain, but he just felt the pain, it was still a heart-wrenching pain.
"It hurts? Isn't I dreaming, it's real here? But what is it? How could I... I remember, I just wanted to feel the beads..."
Although Xiao Zhengyang didn’t know where this was, he didn’t panic too much, and quickly calmed down, because he had already guessed that the matter was related to the little bead, and that the bead was left to him by his mother. No more fear.
Instead, lying here, he felt like lying in the arms of his mother, very warm and comfortable.
"Unexpectedly, the bead my mother left for me is actually a treasure. There is still a space in the bead. It is so comfortable to lie here. Even the hot pain on my body seems to be relieved a lot. I just don't know what my mother is now. Where, my father always refused to say, and my eldest brother said he didn’t know, mother, where are you? Yang'er missed you so much..."
Xiao Zhengyang, who was lying on the grass, might be too tired, but before he knew it, he gradually fell asleep again.
He didn't know that when he really fell asleep this time, in the space where his body was, an invisible air current gradually entered his body as he breathed, and then followed his billions. The pores are exuding.
I don't know how long it took, and the ointment that was originally applied to the crisscross wounds gradually fell off.
As for the originally terrifying wound, it has been miraculously healed, but there are still heavy whip marks, which have not completely faded away.
The bruises on Xiao Zhengyang's body gradually dissipated, leaving only traces of bruises and blood stasis.
The airflow that was constantly being sucked into the body, after healing the wound and removing the bruises, it was divided into nine strands, which hovered in Xiao Zhengyang's mutton, Zigong, Tianmu, Baihui, Tianzhu, Zhiyang, Mingmen, and Changqiang. The nine acupuncture points such as Qihai and Qihai kept spinning.
Another gust of air blows, just as a breeze is blowing on the face, extremely refreshing!
Three hours passed before Xiao Zhengyang woke up beautifully, and he slept more comfortably than ever before.
"Ouch!"
Maybe it was Meimeng who just woke up, forgetting that she was seriously injured, and she couldn't help but stretch her waist without opening her eyes after waking up.
At the same time of pain again, it also made him sober and remembered the situation in reality.
"Xiao Yunyi, it was all your bastard who caused you a full eighty-one whip. I will definitely return it twice in the future, and let you taste the heart-wrenching pain! Uh... it doesn't seem to be that painful, the family’s. Is the ointment so magical? It's not possible..." Xiao Zhengyang, who was puzzled, suddenly touched his hands.
Under this touch, Xiao Zhengyang almost cried out, because he didn't feel any swelling at all, let alone ointment.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and did not feel any tightness in the eyelids. He sat up halfway and touched the swollen face with his hands. The dreaming feeling flashed in his heart again, but the bruising and pain at this time told him that it was not. Dream, but reality.
"Wait a minute, what happened to my Tanzhong acupoint... How is it getting better? The other eight acupuncture points are also getting better. What's the matter?" Xiao Zhengyang, who was happy, habitually used his internal force, but this subconscious action Brought him even greater shock.
You must know that his trauma, as his father said, as long as the precious ointment is applied many times, it can still be as good as before; but the nine acupuncture points that have been abolished cannot be cured by foreign objects.
But when he wakes up now, not only has the trauma basically gone, but what's more important is that the nine original acupuncture points in his body that were originally abolished have also been restored, completely unimpeded, and even tougher and wider than before.
Xiao Zhengyang was stunned for a full quarter of an hour, and then gradually showed excitement on his face, and it became thicker and thicker, and finally laughed wildly: "Hahaha..."
After a long time, there was a laugh, and there was a sharp light in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Xiao Yunyi, you bastard, you not only murdered me, but also humiliated my father. Now God is helping me and helping me. I have restored all the congenital acupuncture points, and I swear, I will make you pay the price you deserve!"
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"Roar!" A wild roar suddenly sounded.
Before Xiao Zhengyang had time to think about the reason for his recovery, he was interrupted by this roar.
Standing out, although there was some pain when the body was pulled, it was nothing to Xiao Zhengyang, who had experienced hard resistance against eighty-one whips.
Looking up, it was a huge wild boar. The huge body looked clumsy, but in fact it was very agile. It was not slow at all. It was arching two fangs and rushing towards Xiao Zhengyang.
Xiao Zhengyang could quickly figure out how to deal with this wild boar.
His Xiao family started as a Monster Beast Pill, and he has a considerable understanding of Monster Beasts and Beasts. Xiao Zhengyang only took a few glances and had already judged that the exact name of this big wild boar is Ironhair Porcupine, which belongs to five to five. Six-level beasts.
According to the classification on the Tianxing Continent, beasts are divided into twelve levels, beasts below level five, and levels five and above are called monsters, and once they reach the level of monsters, even the lowest level five Grade Monster Beast, at least possesses the strength of the first heavy innate.
Therefore, this iron-haired porcupine at least has the strength of the first innate.
However, although Xiao Zhengyang’s trauma is not harmful at the moment, and his innate nine major acupoints have been restored, his internal strength must be re-trained to recover; therefore, his current strength is at best equal to the peak of the day after tomorrow, and there is no weapon in his hand. The rival of this iron porcupine
Even if Xiao Zhengyang had an incomparably tenacious will, but with this absolute disparity in strength, he could only admit that he was unlucky. After a few moves, he was directly hit by the huge iron-haired porcupine, vomiting blood and flying high.
When Xiao Zhengyang was suffocated in his chest, the space in front of him suddenly twisted when he cried out in his heart.
The dazzling white light flashed, and his eyes closed involuntarily.