Library of Heaven’s Path

The headache is cracking, and Zhang Hang wakes up.

In the eye, it is a spacious room.

"My strength..."

Sit slowly, look down and look at the body, covered with gauze, all the pain, I can see that the injury is not light, want to run the power, but found the body is infuriating, less pitiful.

"Is mercury infuriating?"

After careful observation, it is found that the only remaining infuriating and incomparable, running a trace, is full of difficulties.

Before absorbing mercury aura and turning it into the true gas of cultivation, it is actually equivalent to transforming the rich aura into a thin instinct. At this moment, somehow, the body is like a sea-like instinct. It disappeared and only some mercury-like instinct was retained.

The weight is heavy, and it can be difficult to do with his current physical condition, and he wants to move, let alone recover the injury.

"I entered the channel of God, was blocked by the Thunder, and then... lost consciousness..."

After reading the mess in the body, the previous experience has surfaced in my mind, and Zhang’s pupils have shrunk: “Is it already...God?”

Normally, he should be in the space channel, but now he is lying in the room, his body is also bandaged, it is difficult... Has passed the Thunder area and smoothly entered the so-called Shang?

The spirit is moving, the gods want to extend, and the mouth can't help themselves.

Before the foot can spread millions of kilometers of knowledge, even if it is dead and dead in the body, life and death can not spread!

"A strong space pressure!"

Don't continue, he also knows that it should go to God. Not only can the gods not spread, but the ability to fly is also restricted. Under the pressure of huge space, it is difficult to maintain the walk, let alone fly.

Hey!

There was a muffled sound in the abdomen, and it was hungry.

Since cultivation, to absorb the aura, to absorb the aura, it is enough to provide energy for itself. It is not important to eat or not eat, or to feel so hungry for the first time, it seems that the whole body must be hollowed out.

God can't spread, calmly feel, and it's full of mercury-like aura around, densely packed, ten times more powerful than those who landed on the high platform in Kunming.

I want to absorb it, temper it into infuriating, and recover the injury. I suddenly feel a red face and a blood spurt out.

A moment later, I couldn’t help but shake my head.

When the body is not hurt, absorb the mercury aura, you can fight against your own strength, no accidents, at this moment, the whole body is not intact, the meridians also appear numerous cracks, one can not bear the absorption, let alone, the transformation Into the interest.

"It seems that I can only wait for the injury to be better."

It’s useless to know that there is anxiousness.

Because of serious injuries, and the infuriating amount of almost nothing, the strength of the broken void, can not be displayed, the whole person looks, and the ordinary people are not much different.

"First find something to eat..."

I feel more and more hungry in my abdomen, struggling to stand up, lick my stomach and slowly walk out of the room.

Calling!

Just opened the door, and immediately heard a gust of wind in the courtyard, looked up and saw a teenager, holding an iron sword and applying swordsmanship.

His left leg is as stiff as wood. I don't know if it is injured or it is. It is very troublesome to walk. There is no fancy in the action. The sword in the hand keeps flying, giving people a sense of pleasing pleasing.

"Basic skills are OK, swordsmanship is worse..."

Looked at it, Zhang frowned and frowned.

The other's swordsmanship, just pull a Samsung master, are far more than, really not very good, but the body is so inconvenient, but also to do this, already very good.

Sighing in my heart, I couldn’t help but make some noise. When I heard the movement, the teenager who was practicing the sword stopped, hurriedly turned his head, and his face was happy: "You wake up!"

A turn around to see the appearance.

The boy is about sixteen or seven years old. His head is not high. He is half-and-a-half lower than Zhang Su. According to the height of his previous life, he may be less than one meter six. On the left cheek, a scarlet birthmark. Half a slap in the face, the face that is not a delicate face, covering a large part.

Looking far away, not only is it irrelevant to the handsome, but it is also a bit horrible.

"Thank you for your help..."

Zhang hanging fists.

"Nothing, I also saw it unintentionally, I will save you back... I thought the injury was so heavy, I would definitely die, I didn't expect to recover myself..."

The teenager scratched his head and talked less coherently. At first glance, he knew that he was not good at touching people.

"Three Young Masters..."

An old man outside, walked in, saw the hanging of the door, and stunned, then he said: "This son, you wake up!"

Zhang Xuan nodded back.

Look carefully at the old man, the clothes are full of oil, the corners of the mouth tear a hole, there are traces of blood, the cheeks are also full of bruises, at first glance, I have just been beaten by others.

"Easy, what's wrong?"

The young boy who is called the three young masters, seeing the old man's appearance, his face changed, and he hurriedly took the sword and came over, full of worry.

"Responding to the young master, nothing..."

I am embarrassed and embarrassed. I don’t know how to answer it. After a while, I said, "Yes... the second lady of the city government is here!"

"Xue Qin is coming?"

When I heard the second lady, the eyes of the youngsters were bright, and there was a hint of excitement in the eyes.

"Yes..."

Seeing the young master’s expression, the old face is getting more and more embarrassing.

"What does she have to do with your injury?"

After being happy, the younger brother of the slopes realized that something was wrong.

After three days, isn't Lingyun Jiange, recruiting a comrade-in-law?" Yi Lao tangled a bit, one bite: "Miss Xue Qin, the relationship between the city's main government... the number of places won in advance..."

"Get a place?"

Slope foot boy's face is happy: "That... isn't it a good thing?"

The voice didn't fall, looked down and looked at his own foot, and the look faded: "I... there is no hope..."

"Get the quota, definitely go to Lingyun Jianzong, is it coming to find me to say goodbye?"

Shake your head and let the unpleasantness of your heart be thrown away.

"She...she..."

It seems that I don’t know how to answer, pause for a moment, and I’m going to bite again: “She... is coming to marry you!”

"Retirement?"

Slope-footed boy, his face became very white, his body swayed and almost fell: "She will become a confidant disciple of Lingyun Jiange, will she remarriage with me?"

The woman is retired, and wherever she is, she is extremely angry.

"The arrogant woman of the sky is not a fiancé, come to the remarriage, the injured boy, the hard-working figure, thirty years of Hedong 30 years Hexi?"

The two people’s conversations were heard in the ears, and the eyebrows hanged.

This happens when you come to God...

Think of the thrill of thinking...

(Doing a day outline, full of headaches, asking for a monthly ticket to comfort.)