Urban Perspective Little Doctor

Chapter 4895

After being in a coma for so long, Pang Feng felt excited when he thought that he could finally wake up.

But at this moment, not only for some reason, the heart and lungs suddenly became painful, and there was a sense of powerlessness everywhere on his body, and the soreness of his limbs also made him trance. What's the matter, this golden immortal body can actually be hurt like this?

Pang Feng noticed the strangeness, knowing that it might be caused by his being too excited, so he quickly stabilized his mind and calmed his mood.

Then he tried to urge the immortal technique he had practiced to restore his body.

However, this urge does not matter. At that moment, his whole person was first startled, and then his heart throbbed.

"What's the matter, my fairy technique is useless?"

It wasn't until this moment that Pang Feng realized that all the immortal techniques he had practiced before seemed to have been lost, without the slightest fluctuation, as if it did not exist at all.

This discovery made Pang Feng suddenly fall into the abyss.

"Impossible, this is impossible, how is this possible?"

Pang Feng couldn't believe it. He tried to spur several times quickly, but the result was all the same, and he didn't move at all.

After tossing for nearly a few hours, Pang Feng tried all the immortal arts he had practiced, but they all lost their usefulness without exception.

In other words, he is almost indistinguishable from an ordinary person except for the realm of Jinxian.

How can Pang Feng accept this? Even if the realm of Jinxian's strength is enough for him to have the strength to save his life, it is important to know that strength is only the most basic thing in this world of immortals. There are so many capable people and strangers in the world. Among them, almost everyone has all kinds of tricks and tricks.

In the face of these strange skills and ingenuity, no matter how strong the strength is, it will inevitably fall behind and encounter unexpected events.

Pang Feng was almost dumbfounded. Although he knew that he had regained his will now and could open his eyes to see where he was, he didn't have the courage to open his eyes.

Now he has the strength of a golden immortal, but he has lost all the immortal techniques, and even the immortal tools he has worked so hard to refine have almost all lost.

Waste?

Pang Feng smiled, now using these two words to describe himself, it turned out to be so appropriate!

For a long time, Pang Feng was very depressed. He did not want to open his eyes or drink the medicinal soup again. He even had some extreme thoughts. It would be better to let himself live. He died directly in that accident, but it was a hundred, and now it is like this, and why is it so?

A few months have passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, Pang Feng regained consciousness from his drowsiness as usual, but this time he couldn't open his eyes.

He made a rough estimate, and it seemed that more than three months had passed since he was lying in this place.

For a cultivator like him for more than three months, it was just a flick of a finger, but at this moment, he felt like it had passed for several centuries.

During this period of time, he has been working hard, trying to restore his lost Cultivation Magic, but he has not succeeded.

But although he didn't succeed, his mentality was slowly changing back.

Yes, even if I lose those magic celestial arts, I am lucky that I still have a life, I still have the strength of a golden immortal, as long as I work hard, I can definitely return to the peak again, maybe this time an accident , Is it a test of God to oneself?

Thinking of this, Pang Feng was slightly relieved, and finally after closing his eyes for a few months, he slowly opened his eyes.

At the moment when he opened his eyes, Pang Feng found that he seemed to be in a giant tree, the meridians full of old trees, densely packed, at least a thousand years old.

He slowly built a brick, and after looking around, he confirmed his guess. It was indeed a tree hole. It was very spacious. The place where he lay was covered with a huge animal skin, which was very soft and warm. As for lying down for a few months, I didn't feel much discomfort.

It just made Pang Feng feel puzzled. The moment he opened his eyes, he mistakenly thought that he had returned to such a humble residence as it was thousands of years ago, how could it look like an immortal world.

"Damn it, won't you go back?"

Although it's very ridiculous, Pang Feng still has some worries. After all, in this fairy world, when is it impossible? Some great powers have been cultivated to a certain level. It is not impossible to fill the sea and split the mountains, tear the space, and travel through the past and the future.

At this moment, another familiar creak sounded, and a white light suddenly came from one side of the tree cave, followed by a sound of footsteps, and a tall figure appeared inside the tree cave door.

"Ah, you finally woke up, it's great, how are you feeling now, is there anything uncomfortable?"

The sudden appearance of the figure made Pang Feng subconsciously alert. He did not speak immediately, but carefully looked at the tall figure.

This is a young woman who looks similar to him alone. She wears a slim dark red robe, and is covered with all kinds of weird ornaments from top to bottom. As soon as she walks, she jingles. When it sounds crisp.

She also wore a very special hat with feathers on her head. The whole person looked very youthful and beautiful. In addition, her voice was so gentle and delicate, which made Pang Feng look at it casually. Let go of vigilance.

"I'm fine, girl are you?"

Pang Feng shook his head, saying that he was fine, but at the same time he asked with doubts.

"My name is Axiong Linglong. It's great that you're all right. It scared me to death, and I didn't waste the medicinal soup I made for you every day!"

The Qianying woman in front of her squinted her eyes and smiled when she heard it.

Pang Feng lowered his head and glanced, and then a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Although this medicinal soup looked unremarkable, it was made from more than a dozen common immortal grasses, but for some reason, it exuded a refreshing fragrance, and he only smelled it, and he felt a scent in his heart. Peculiar feeling.

"Axiong Linglong?"

Listening to the woman in front of her claiming to be Axiong Linglong, Pang Feng couldn't help but frowned. The name was strange, it didn't seem to be the surname of a big family who often walked in the fairy world, but it was on the edge of some wild land. The barbarians.

Where did you end up? Pang Feng couldn't imagine it for a while.