The Ancient Vast Realm

"Brother Poshan, what are you going to do with your eyes?"

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Feng Xuan looked at the rapidly passing clouds around him and hesitantly asked before heading towards Dongling Mountain.

This is already the third day since everyone left the Baling tribe. Although Zhongxuan did not ask during these three days, he still noticed from Dongling Poshan's empty eyes and somewhat gloomy expression as he stroked himself from time to time. What.

"Haha, it's just one eye. It's not a big deal. One eye can still kill enemies!"

Seeing Feng Xuan's worried expression, Dongling Poshan shook his head indifferently.

Although warriors have extremely strong self-healing abilities, it is still difficult for those who do not practice special techniques or have special physiques to regenerate their severed limbs. Warriors such as Dongling Poshan who are only at the blood level, It is even more difficult to achieve this step. Important organs such as eyes, and even ordinary elixirs cannot be regrown. To achieve this step, at least it is a holy elixir.

Feng Xuan wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start. After all, this didn't happen to him, and he didn't know how to comfort the other person.

"Haha, maybe you all think this is complicated. It's just a little incomplete. It's not as complicated as you think. If you want to rely on this little brother to recover on his own, it will indeed be a bit difficult, but that's not the case in the Holy Land. There is no substitute”

At this moment, Yin Mo, who heard the conversation between the two, suddenly said, looking at the few people with strange eyes.

"Senior brother, do you have any idea? Is it possible that you have the flesh and bones, the holy elixir for repairing severed limbs?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Xuan's eyes lit up and he said quickly.

The two Dongling brothers on the side also looked at Yin Mo expectantly, and Dongling Poshan was even more faintly worried. After all, if he really said that he didn't care, it would be a lie.

As a warrior, losing an eye will certainly weaken one's own strength. Perhaps the ears can be regrown through some means, but there is nothing that can be done about the eyes.

"Haha, if even this kind of solution requires the use of holy medicine, it would be too extravagant. Little Brother Poshan's eyes can be completely embedded with a witchcraft eye, or transplanted with one. Alien Eyes will do.

This method can be achieved at a small cost, and may have stronger abilities than ordinary eyes. For example, in the Demon Palace, some warriors will deliberately transplant some powerful alien limbs to themselves, even more powerful than ordinary eyes. The pure human limbs are even more powerful.”

Yin Mo suddenly took out a dark green arm with scales like a snake and lin from the space, and shook it slightly towards the crowd.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene, and Feng Xuan instantly understood what Yin Mo meant.

"Senior brother, what you mean is that the body of a foreign race can be fused with my human body? Wouldn't this have a repulsive reaction? After all, the two are not the same race at all!"

Feng Xuan was a little amazed at this method. Even though he knew that Yin Mo could not deceive them on this matter, he still felt a little unbelievable.

Not only him, but even the two brothers Dongling Poshan and Pojun nearby had obviously never heard of such methods, and obviously did not know about it beforehand.

However, Feng Xuan didn't feel too surprised. After all, he knew before that even Dongling Pojun, who arrived in the Holy Land several years before them, besides practicing, they were performing various Holy Land tasks to earn contributions. Value and experience, it is obvious that he does not know much about some situations in the Holy Land, so that he does not know about it at all.

"Haha, how long have you been in the Holy Land? There are many things you don't know about in the Holy Land. Although such methods are not too common in the Holy Land, they are not uncommon in the border war city. .

After all, as a warrior, it is normal to suffer injuries such as amputated limbs. If all of them need such precious medicine for treatment, even the Holy Land cannot have so many reserves.

The Demon Palace's research on this path has long been able to minimize that kind of rejection. As long as the replacement limb does not exceed a certain level, it can still be hidden by the spirit return method, and it will not affect your daily life."

While Yin Mo was talking, he looked at Dongling Poshan who was looking straight at him. After thinking for a moment, he raised his hand and threw out a black jade card, and said directly to Dongling Poshan:

"I have an old friend who is quite accomplished in this field of transplantation and transformation. If you have decided, you can take this jade token and go to the Demon Palace to find him. I believe he is still willing to give me face, at least It can save you a lot of contribution points, and if you are lucky enough, maybe a more suitable and precious alien eye can be transplanted to you."

Dongling Poshan subconsciously took the black jade token and wanted to refuse, but before he could speak, Feng Xuan quickly gave him a wink, causing him to open his mouth but didn't know what to say.

However, although Dongling Poshan was a little hesitant, Dongling Pojun on the side pulled him excitedly and immediately bowed to Yin Mo and thanked:

"Why don't you thank the Eighth Prince!"

Dongling Pojun's tone was a bit reproachful. He knew very well that if it wasn't for Feng Xuan's sake, I'm afraid that big figures like Yin Mo and the two of them wouldn't even notice this, and even the entire Baling tribe would not notice it at all. Not worth mentioning either.

This jade card is not so much for them as it is for Feng Xuan.

"Thank you, Your Highness, Eighth Prince!"

After reacting, Dongling Poshan bowed and thanked him with a complicated expression.

Obviously, he also thought of this at this time, and couldn't help but look at Feng Xuan who was smiling at him and sighed slightly in his heart.

He and others entered the holy land together, but until now, the gap in status and strength has become larger and larger.

Yin Mo nodded gently, and then stopped talking, closed his eyes and ignored them.

The Baiyu flying boat was still flying in the sky, the speed was neither fast nor slow, but it was just enough for people to see the scenery of the mountains and land below.

"Alas, just a failed invasion of the demon disaster has caused such a blow to the living races here. I really don't know what kind of purgatory the completely fallen lands must be!"

Along the way, Feng Xuan and others not only saw a human tribe with only ruins left, but also some alien races that suffered a devastating blow.

The fires that ignited the mountains have not been extinguished until now. The peaks collapsed one after another, obviously attacked by powerful wild beasts...

The countless tragic battlefields all show the tragedy caused by the demonic disaster, which is a disaster for all the creatures in Canglan.

The scenes even made Feng Xuan and his companions numb. Only when they encountered a crisis in some human tribes would they stop for a short time, wipe out the trouble for them, and then set off again.

It was not until the fifth day that the shadow of a city slowly came into their eyes.