Infinite true path

"Tick!" A drop of water fell on Huan Yin's face, waking him up.

Pain, there is no place in the whole body that does not convey this feeling to Huan Yin, it is the only feeling. Huan Yin simply couldn't describe what state he was in now. He could no longer do anything except feel the pain.

He couldn't open his eyes, and there was no place in his body that he could use any strength at all, let alone the ability to cultivate.

Huan Yin lay motionless like a corpse. Only the endless pain all over his body and the drops of water falling on his face from time to time proved to him that he was still alive.

Just like that, I don't know how long it took, Huan Yin felt that he finally recovered some strength, which was enough to support him to open his eyes and take a look. So, he struggled with all his strength to open his eyes.

However, there was still no light entering Huan Yin's eyes, as if he still had his eyes closed.

"Am I blind?" Huan Yin felt a little panicked for no reason, but he didn't remember that his eyes were injured. He clearly remembered that he was hit by a monk from the Wan Du Sect whose cultivation was so advanced that he couldn't resist it. Falling into a huge pit.

"I'm in a huge pit, there's no light here." Huan Yin reacted.

The world suddenly seemed to be cold again, and Huan Yin's mind was once again completely occupied by the pain everywhere in his body. He gave up thinking. This seemed to be the first time in his life that he chose to give up. However, he had to give up because he could only lie there motionless, enduring the endless pain. He even preferred not to wake up, at least then he wouldn't feel the pain.

I don't know how much time passed, but Huan Yin, who was so tortured by the pain that he couldn't sleep here, finally found another thing that could help him concentrate some energy - water drops.

Huan Yin began to count the drops of water that would occasionally fall on his face for an unknown period of time. Although he seemed like a fool to do so, it was like an extremely precious thing to him now, because doing so It can distract him a little, so he won't feel so much pain.

Time began to flow gradually with the falling water droplets. Huan Yin counted happily until he reached 5162 drops of water, and his fingers twitched slightly.

At that moment, Huan Yin felt a burst of crazy joy in his heart. He felt that he had never been so happy in his life. Then he began to try harder, trying to lift his fingers.

I don't know whether it was because he hadn't used force for too long and had forgotten how to use force, or because he was just too weak. His attempt this time took a hundred and one drops of water before he finally succeeded - he was able to lift up slightly. A little bit of your own little finger.

From that moment on, there was one more thing Huan Yin could do, and that was to use force. Because from the moment he was able to lift his fingers, hope was ignited in his heart again - the hope of life, so he had to keep trying and not let himself forget what it meant to use force, in order to be able to lift more fingers or even the whole Prepare your palms.

This time, Huan Yin's water drop count reached thirty-four thousand and seventy-two, and his palm could move. He thought about his own cultivation. So he wanted to open the storage bag and feed himself some pills or something, which would help him get better faster.

However, Huan Yin tried for a thousand drops of water this time, but still failed. Even if he held the magic formula in his hand, it would have no effect at all.

Cultivation is completely ruined!

Huan Yin finally realized his current situation. He could only be regarded as a cripple, a crippled mortal.

When the 279,08th drop of water fell, Huan Yin, who had tried countless times, finally endured the severe pain all over his body, raised his body tremblingly, and then slowly got up from the ground. .

Huan Yin began to rummage all over his body, and then he touched the Qiankun bag, and he finally felt relieved.

"I don't even know if I can walk out alive, but I am actually concerned about this Qiankun bag that cannot be opened at all." Huan Yin smiled to himself, then counted the drops of water again and began to move slowly.

There was no light around him at all. Huan Yin didn't know where he was going, or if there was a way out here. Fortunately, he had experienced bumping into a dragon body before, so he didn't feel panicked when he walked now.

"I don't know how much time has passed. Did Yu'er miss me?" Huan Yin walked hard in the dark, thinking about something that could support him in walking.

Huan Yin walked very slowly. Every time he moved a small distance, he had to stop to take a breath and sit on the ground to rest for a while. It had been a long time since he had eaten anything. For a monk like him who had not yet experienced fasting, hunger was still a very sad torment, not to mention that he was still covered in pain.

While walking around like this, Huan Yin found a stick, which allowed him to use his hands for support and speed up a bit. However, Huan Yin felt that he was getting weaker and weaker. He felt that he had to eat something to keep walking further.

Finally, when Huan Yin's consciousness was almost blurred, when his strong will was almost unable to support him in walking, a glimmer of light appeared in front of his eyes.

A smile appeared on Huan Yin's face, a smile of hope. He limped forward with a stick and struggled to move forward. Even if the pain all over his body became more severe, he couldn't care less. He wanted to go out for a big meal. Even if there was only endless grassland outside, he had to pull out a piece of grass first. Let’s eat a lot of hay before talking.

Closer, closer, Huan Yin even heard the sound of wind blowing outside. He felt that he could survive. No matter what was outside, he would catch it and eat it. That's what he thought.

Then, Huan Yin took his last step in the darkness and stepped into the light.

Yellow, endless yellow reflected in Huan Yin's eyes. He opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe what he saw.

"Is this fate?" Huan Yin stood on the endless yellow sand, feeling the strong wind blowing on his face, and his heart was completely desperate.

This is a desert! Except for the sand and the scorching sun above his head, Huan Yin can't see anything! This world doesn't even give him a blade of grass!

Finally, Huan Yin couldn't hold on and fell in the endless yellow sand.

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"Hey, what kind of elixir are you refining? There's a beard stuck in the elixir!" Huan Yin felt like he woke up again, and then he heard this voice.

"Look at my shop, the name is 'Hu Zi Dan Fang'. There is no beard in my pill, so is it still effective?" Another voice came into Huan Yin's ears, this was the voice of a rough middle-aged man.

"You...you give me another one!" The previous voice was obviously choked by the middle-aged man's words.

"Change another one and it will also have a beard. If you don't believe me, go and ask which of my pills doesn't have a beard. Do you want it or not? If you don't want it, just give it back to me. The profit of this small shop is small, and I can't afford to waste time with you." The middle-aged man answered again, but his tone didn't sound like that of a money-making person.

After a moment of silence, the person who spoke at the beginning finally snorted heavily, and then angrily said: "If it doesn't work, be careful that I will tear down your shop."

Huan Yin successfully opened his eyes at this time. He felt that the pain in his body had improved a lot, but the feeling of hunger made him feel more and more tortured.

What caught his eye was a somewhat low roof, and some bottles and jars hanging in a mess on the walls around. Huanyin wanted to prop himself up, but he was just a mortal now, and he couldn't do it at all under the condition of extreme hunger. He even felt difficulty in moving his fingers.

"Ah...ah...ah..." Huanyin opened his mouth with great effort, making the only sound he could make at the moment, indicating his existence to the people around him.

"Yo, wake up." The middle-aged man's voice sounded in Huanyin's ears again, and then a middle-aged man with a full beard and a pipe in his mouth entered his field of vision.

The middle-aged man looked at Huanyin twice, then turned and walked out of the house. But soon, he came back again, and walked in front of Huanyin in two steps.

Then Huanyin felt that a large piece of something was suddenly stuffed into his open mouth, which stretched Huanyin's open mouth to the maximum, and he could no longer make any sound.

However, Huanyin didn't feel anything wrong at all. On the contrary, he felt that his heart seemed to tremble the moment something was stuffed into his mouth.

The aroma of barbecue kept running around in Huanyin's mouth, and a little bit of oil dripped into Huanyin's mouth and slid into his throat.

It was food, barbecue made of some unknown animal entered Huanyin's mouth!

Huanyin began to slowly move his mouth, although it was difficult for him to do this with his mouth propped up, and although he was almost completely exhausted, his instinct made him keep moving his mouth, and his heart was even more crazy to swallow the things in his mouth instantly.

Finally, the things in Huanyin's mouth disintegrated little by little under his efforts, and he didn't even let go of the bones, chewing them up and swallowing them into his stomach.

The long-lost meal was so refreshing. After Huanyin swallowed the food in his mouth completely, he felt powerful instantly, and his body didn't feel so painful, so he tried his best to prop up his body, regardless of where he was now, and directly found the middle-aged man in front of him, and said in a hurry: "Senior, is there anything else?"

The middle-aged man saw Huanyin sitting up from the bed, and stretched his hand towards Huanyin's bedside expressionlessly, and then the mouse that had been lying there was caught in his hand.

Then the flames in the middle-aged man's hand suddenly rose up, and the mouse was roasted after a few turns in the man's hand...

"Take it." The middle-aged man handed the mouse that had just been roasted in front of Huan Yin to him.