The best eye

Chapter 4454

"How long will it take for you to recover from this injury?" Jiang Yihuan asked at this moment.

"I don't know." Wang Feng shook his head.

However, such a simple shaking of the head shocked Jiang Yihuan, because he found that Wang Feng's head was almost shaken off his body, which looked really scary.

"You'd better stop shaking your head, recover quickly and say it again, even I feel scared when you look like this."

"Then please trouble Brother Jiang." While speaking, Wang Feng sat cross-legged on the spot, and then he began to use his dantian to recover from the injury. Fortunately, although his injury was serious, the fundamental damage could be seen. He believed that he would It should be back to normal within ten days.

After all, his physical body is also devouring the surrounding spiritual energy all the time, and with the effect of the pill, the two superimpose each other, and the recovery speed will naturally be faster.

When one day passed, Wang Feng's body was covered with a layer of blood calluses, it looked like he had become a blood dumpling, but this was a good start, because it meant that Wang Feng's injury had begun to improve.

On the surface of the blood cocoon, it was indeed not very pretty, but inside the blood cocoon, Wang Feng's physical body had almost recovered, the only thing missing was the internal injury.

We all know that external injuries are easy to treat, but internal injuries are not so easy. Under such circumstances, Wang Feng may have to spend some effort.

"Powerful, it makes sense."

Seeing Wang Feng in such pain, Jiang Yihuan couldn't help but shake his head. It is estimated that no monk in the whole world can handle Wang Feng's cultivation.

Even if he entered the Heavenly Tribulation, he would still be in danger of death, but every time Wang Feng practiced, he would trigger the Heavenly Tribulation, this is simply a perversion among perverts.

On the first day, Wang Feng healed his trauma, and on the second day, the blood cocoons attached to his body fell off automatically, revealing the skin underneath that looked like a newborn.

Right now, Wang Feng's skin would be envied even by a woman, it is so good, pure and free of any impurities.

"Brother Jiang, you don't have to keep looking at me. You can also sit cross-legged next to me and practice. As long as no one comes to attack me, it's not a big problem."

"It's okay, you don't need to worry about me, I haven't made much progress even in cultivation, I'd better watch you, so I can feel more at ease."

"That would be troublesome."

Since Jiang Yihuan is unwilling to practice, then Wang Feng doesn't say much, and what Jiang Yihuan said makes sense. After this monk's cultivation reaches the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm, it will be extremely difficult to improve at all. If Wang Feng is not different The way, maybe he is still standing still.

However, different paths may not work now, because Wang Feng has already felt the shackles. It is already so difficult for him to extract even a sliver of beige mist. If he wants more in the future, it will be the price to pay will be bigger.

So if he wants to continue to be strong, Wang Feng is also dwarfed by comparison, he has no means to do it.

Wang Feng doesn't know how the saintess cultivated, but the holy sect has a vast land and resources, and there are black stones that contain the power of the great way. If Wang Feng is taking the road of the heart of the great way, I'm afraid he is also using the black stone now. Stones to practice.

But fortunately, Wang Feng is taking a path that no one has ever taken, otherwise he might not be as strong as he is now.

As long as the monks who cultivated the power of the Dao saw him, they would be suppressed three points by him. As for those ordinary supreme beings of the same level as him, they didn't even have the strength to fight back in front of Wang Feng, and the gap was far away.

"After this extraction, we have to change the method."

This extraction of taupe-brown mist is really too much burden for Wang Feng, not because he can’t bear it, but if he continues to do this, once the saint arrives, then he will be considered to have the ability to reach the sky, and it is estimated that the last The end is also inevitable death.

So he had to change to a relatively safer method to improve his cultivation, otherwise, once the worst thing happened, he might not even have time to regret it.

The cultivation base is recovering bit by bit, and under such circumstances, Wang Feng can feel that his own power is being taken back bit by bit by him.

"Finally half recovered." Five days later, Wang Feng stood up. At this moment, his injury has recovered nearly half. Although he has not fully recovered, he has the most basic ability.

"Brother Jiang, let's leave here first." Wang Feng said at this moment.

"Recovered?"

Seeing Wang Feng standing up and his whole body full of aura, Jiang Yihuan couldn't help showing joy on his face.

"No." Wang Feng shook his head, and then said: "My injury is quite serious, and it will take about five days to recover. I don't think this place is very safe. Let's leave here first."

"Alright."

The number of cataclysms here is too frequent. Although this place is inaccessible, who knows if others will pass by here, so it is good to find a safe place to recover.

"Why don't we go back to the black robe world. We haven't seen them for such a long time, and we don't know how their cultivation is progressing now." At this moment, Wang Feng made a sound.

"It's good to go back and have a look. I don't think it's right to stay outside here all the time."

One must know that Wang Feng has family members, and some family members are still running around here, doesn't this mean that the family members are left out in the cold?
As the saying goes, you will know how to cherish it when you lose it. Now Jiang Yihuan is eager to stay with his daughter, but it's a pity that people don't want to see him. Even if he has such thoughts, it can only be fantasy.

That's why he envies Wang Feng, at least Wang Feng has a complete family.

Looking at him again, he has nothing but himself, so it can be said that he is alone.

Now that they had such an idea, Wang Feng and Jiang Yihuan didn't hesitate any longer, and now the two of them went straight to this black-robed world.

Coming to this world of black robes, Wang Feng found that the power of the Dao in this place was much thinner than before, and it seemed that it had been absorbed by everyone, and there was another reason that Wang Feng had poached a lot of black people in this world. Stone, without this thing, the world lacks the power of the great way, and the people around Wang Feng also need to absorb the power of the great way, which caused the lack of the power of the great way in this place.

"It seems that during our absence, everyone's cultivation has improved." A smile appeared on Wang Feng's face.

(End of this chapter)