Vol 8 Chapter 2: Ye Sheng Su Xing II

? Zhou Meiren said in surprise. "Ye Sheng woke up."
Chu Zhongtian immediately stopped the carriage, and then looked inside the carriage.
Ye Sheng coughed unconsciously.
I haven't fully recovered yet, and I can't speak, just a slight cough.
Zhou Meiren hugged Ye Sheng, put Ye Sheng's head on her soft chest, and looked at her with affection.
"He will be fine, right?" Zhou Meiren asked worriedly.
Zhou Yi grabbed Ye Sheng's palm, input Zhen Qi, and inspected Ye Sheng's body.
Tendons and veins are broken, bones are full of cracks, dantian is exhausted, soul is like a remnant lamp, and 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, it proves that he has improved."
"Great." Zhou Meiren cried with joy and finally saw hope.
Zhou Yi quietly put down the curtain and looked at the sky silently.
Chu Zhongtian was born with a qi that enveloped him and Zhou Yi, locked his voice from leaking out, and asked, "Is Ye Sheng very serious?"
Zhou Yi nodded and said: "He is not dead now, it is already a miracle."
Chu Zhongtian grinned suddenly and said, "Do you know what Ye Sheng said when he went to save Zhou Meiren?"
Zhou Yi looked at Chu Zhongtian curiously.
"Ye Sheng said, this time he won't die, no one in this world can kill him." Chu Zhongtian murmured, he was a madman of Chu and didn't take anyone to his heart. Only one Ye Sheng took him several times. It shocked Chu Zhongtian a lot.
The temple, a great power that has passed on for thousands of years, Ye Sheng only had the innate five heavens, so he dared to rush in to save people.
Chu Zhongtian used half of the strength of the old man Tijian, and he tortured himself to death. Ye Sheng didn't care about it, he used it all.
It was a miracle not to die, so at this moment Ye Sheng's serious injury to Chu Zhongtian was not unexpected.
"I believe him, he is the one who creates miracles, as long as he doesn't die, he will return to his peak." Chu Zhongtian firmly believed.
Zhou Yi sighed, he didn't have that strong confidence, and said, "I hope."
Ever since Ye Sheng coughed, he has recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye every day.
His muscles and veins are automatically connected, and autonomously absorb the aura from the outside world to nourish the body.
His bones healed slowly, and he became more tyrannical.
His dantian also began to give birth to innocence, and nourish the whole body.
These changes made Zhou Meiren very happy.
But Ye Sheng's Sea of ​​Consciousness was still like a solitary lamp, the flame was faint and seemed to go out at any time.
This situation lasted for a full month.
This month, for the sake of Ye Sheng's health, Chu Zhongtian and the others walked out from the depths of the grassland from 80,000 li, changing horses several times in the middle, thousands of li every day.
Out of the grassland and about to enter the chaotic land, Zhou Meiren's originally joyful expression became worried.
For a month, Ye Sheng did not wake up.
Although his physical injury has recovered, he can't wake up, everything is meaningless.
When Zhou Yi and Chu Zhongtian saw this, they didn't know how to comfort them.
At this moment, Ye Sheng was in chaos.
It can't go up to the sky or down to the ground. It's all darkness in front of him, only thirteen swords are floating around the body.
Health, thirteen swords.
The surpassing swordsmanship that the old man Tijian left to Ye Sheng, accompanied by Ye Sheng's consciousness, fell into the chaos of loneliness.
Time passed and I don't know the age. Ye Sheng didn't know how long he stayed here. He felt it might be a year.
"You must go out as soon as possible. I have an appointment with Master Brother and Longhushan." Ye Sheng became anxious.
Two years later, Ye Sheng didn't want to miss the appointment at Dragon Tiger Mountain. This was a major event for Master Qingxu. As a disciple, he should go to the appointment and defeat the many alchemy disciples in Dragon Tiger Mountain.
"Break the chaos, maybe the trick lies in these thirteen swords." Ye Sheng's eyes flickered, staring at Sheng, thirteen swords began to comprehend.
In the endless chaos, there is eternal darkness and coldness, as if there is no end to it, Ye Sheng feels that he is constantly drifting, unable to feel the passage of time, as if millions of years have passed.
It was terrifying, Ye Sheng was very anxious, but he didn't dare to make himself confused, so he couldn't get out even more.
Silence, coldness, darkness, fear, despair, and constant attack made Ye Sheng suffer from various negative emotions.
He is like a lost old man who wants to find his roots and then fall leaves.
And all hope is in life, thirteen swords.
Ye Sheng began to completely accommodate the body and mind in Sheng, Thirteen Swords.
"The person 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.
Buzzing!
A beacon appeared on Ye Sheng's eyebrows, but the beacon was faint, and seemed to go out at any time.
His body is crystal clear, and every cell is like a crystal.
His spirit suddenly shook, a pill furnace flew out, three legs were broken, and Ye Sheng's spirit was wrapped.
boom!
The soul suddenly burned.
The pill furnace of the gods, when Ye Sheng was the most difficult, its appearance brought flames.
The flames of the Pill Furnace of the gods have been warming up in the sea of ​​consciousness, and now a few months have passed, this cluster of flames finally has a sound.
The flames of the gods' pill furnace merged with Ye Sheng's spirits at this moment.
Click!
The connection between the Gods Pill Furnace and Ye Sheng is even closer, and Ye Sheng's control over the Gods Pill Furnace is like waving his arms.
This magic weapon became Ye Sheng's magic weapon.
"Thank you." Ye Sheng issued a divine sense.
"No thanks." The gods pill furnace also issued a weak response, a voice like a little girl, and then fell into silence.
After several months of warming up, the gods pill furnace fell into deep sleep after this time.
But Ye Sheng got a turn for the better.
His spirit blazed ablaze, and a lamp was shining brightly, showing the way for Ye Sheng, breaking through the chaos, and came to Sheng, Shisanjian.
Mingxin, Mingmei, Mingdao.
Ye Sheng fell into a sense of unity between Tao and me, closed his eyes, and gave birth. At this moment, the thirteen swords slowly merged into Ye Sheng's body.
Ye Sheng controlled life, thirteen swords.
The next moment, he stepped out of the chaos, and when his eyes lit up, he saw the haggard beauty of Zhou.
The beauty was weeping, but I felt pity, Ye Sheng opened his eyes and saw this beautiful scene, showing a smile.
Zhou Meiren looked at Ye Sheng blankly~EbookFREE.me~ and muttered, "I have an illusion again."
These days, Zhou Beauty was in a trance. Several times she saw Ye Sheng wake up and shouted in excitement, but Chu Zhongtian and Zhou Yi's look broke Zhou Beauty's illusion.
Ye Sheng listened with a pain in his heart, this silly girl.
"I woke up." Ye Sheng said with a hoarse voice. He hadn't spoken for more than a month and was very uncomfortable.
Zhou Meiren looked at Ye Sheng tremblingly, and suddenly wailed loudly. No one knows how a teenage girl has suffered during this month and how much pressure she has taken.
Ye Sheng was hurt like this to save her. If Ye Sheng had something to do, Zhou Meiren would be ready to accompany Ye Sheng to Huangquan.
Fortunately, Ye Sheng woke up now.
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