Hearing Ye Li's question, Tun Ri said: "You have been in a coma for nearly a month. I almost thought you would never wake up!"
Hearing Tunri's words, Ye Li's heart started beating wildly and he almost yelled, "I was unconscious for a month!
Where on earth is this place? Haven’t I been sucked into the sea? "
Tunri was about to answer Ye Li's question when the wooden door of the stone house was suddenly pushed open and a thin figure appeared in the room.
Ye Li was stunned and quickly looked towards the door, only to see a brown-haired boy standing at the door.
The boy was wearing a very worn blue cloth shirt. The clothes had turned a little white due to being washed, and seemed a little big for him. It was obvious that the original owner of the clothes was not him.
After the young man entered the room, he looked towards Ye Li. Suddenly he saw that Ye Li was also looking at him. He was startled for a moment, and then he was happy.
“Dudehewiyi!
Savoy?"
The young man took two steps to Ye Li and asked with a smile on his face.
Ye Li could see the kind concern in the other person's eyes, and immediately realized that the other person was not an enemy.
"Hello... hello, where... where is this? You saved me?"
Ye Li opened his mouth and asked.
In his opinion, the opponent's appearance was not much different from the person they had fought before, and his current position was very likely on the enemy's side.
“Gomon, is Gesg low
"Did you hear the Baccarat Lange?"
The young man showed a look of surprise on his face. He found that he could not understand Ye Li's words. Then he realized that Ye Li did not know his language at all.
"Dumadang!"
The young man gave Ye Li an order, made a gesture with his hand to ask Ye Li to wait, then turned around and hurriedly ran out of the stone house.
Ye Li looked at the door in confusion, and then said to Tunri: "Tunri, let's go, this...what is going on, have I fallen into the hands of the enemy?"
Tunri shook his head and said, “No, well, let me explain it briefly.
After you were sucked into the vortex that day, with your own strength, you would have been crushed by the vortex, and nothing would be left.
However, your natal talisman came to your aid at the critical moment. The purple energy it released helped you block the pressure on your body, and it also merged with your spiritual power to block the pressure on your soul.
Under the tremendous pressure, your body was tempered, the innate energy was quickly squeezed out, and finally merged into your body, forcibly reversing your flesh and blood to the innate realm.
However, in this way, the innate energy that should have been integrated into your natal talisman was completely consumed, and finally a large part of the power in the elixir embryo was also used, so your embryo has become so dim now.
If you want to recover, you must nourish it with a large amount of innate energy, otherwise your strength will stop here and you will not be able to move forward any further.
As for your sea of consciousness, there were also some problems. Under the tremendous pressure, your sea of consciousness was compressed to an extremely small size, and the power of consciousness and the purple energy were completely integrated into a special power of consciousness.
I don't know what effect your spiritual power has, but I believe it must have a certain purple energy effect.
Of course, although the quality of your spiritual power has improved, the total amount has dropped to an extremely low level. Even if you can cast a talisman now, it is estimated that you can only cast a high-level talisman.
I still don’t know what method I can use to help you expand your sea of consciousness and restore it to its previous state…”
While Tunri was speaking, the door of the stone house was suddenly opened again, and an old man with a white beard walked in with the young man who had just left.
"Babbi, a Le Seheiweiyi, a Le Bach Banotrange!"
The young man said to the old man.
Ye Li thought the two looked like grandparents and grandchildren, and neither of them seemed to have any ill intentions, but they did not speak the same language, so he did not understand what the other was saying.
The old man glanced at Ye Li and suddenly spoke in a very non-standard accent, "Hello, you're awake!"
Hearing the familiar language, Ye Li was immediately delighted and hurriedly asked, "Hello, old man, you can speak our language. Did you save me?"
The old man nodded, then shook his head, a smile appeared on his face, and said: "I can speak some of the Black Eyed King's language, because I have seen many descendants of the Black Eyed King.
Are you also a descendant of the Black Eyed King? Didn’t you integrate into our society after the Black Eyed King’s death? Why can’t you speak our language yet?”
Ye Li had no idea what the other party was talking about, but it seemed that the other party had mistaken him for someone else.
He pondered the Black-Eyed King that the other person was talking about, and couldn't help but look into the other person's eyes.
Not only did the old man and the young man have hair color that was different from Ye Li's black, their eyes were also yellowish brown, completely different from Ye Li's black.
Then the Black-Eyed King that the old man mentioned is most likely a human with black hair and black eyes, just like Ye Li.
Thinking of this, Ye Li was suddenly shocked. Could it be that the Black-Eyed King the other party was talking about was actually a human from their place and had also mistakenly entered this place.
Without having time to think about it, Ye Li had already noticed the puzzled look in the other person's eyes.
With his thoughts racing, Ye Li planned to disguise himself as the descendant of the Black-Eyed King and talk to the other party for a while. After all, he had no idea whether the other party was a friend or an enemy. Once his true identity was exposed, he was afraid that the other party would kill him directly.
Although the total amount of Ye Li's spiritual power has been reduced to a pitiful one thousandth, its quality is far better than before.
Even if he didn't release his spiritual power, he could still find out the old man's strength. He was only at the Lingdan stage.
Although he didn't know whether the cultivation levels of the other warriors in this strange land could be divided according to his own realm, he could clearly feel that the other party's strength was equivalent to that of the Lingdan-stage Lingfu Master on his side.
Ye Li was not afraid of the opponent at all. A talisman master in the Lingdan period was simply a soft persimmon to him. He could kill him with one hand.
However, in his current state, the talisman is basically useless. If he wants to hit someone, his bones will be broken and he can't even get up, let alone fight.
"I should be a descendant of the Black-Eyed King. I have heard my father say so before, but my father died very early, and I didn't have the time to learn your language.
The place where I lived before was isolated from the world. Only my father and I lived there, so I knew nothing about the outside world.
I used to live alone, but I left home recently because I wanted to see the world outside. I didn’t expect that I would run into trouble as soon as I left the house, and ended up here.”