In the center of the deserted island, Qin Cheng did not know the conversation between the cultivators.

His whole mind was devoted to his cultivation and recovery.

In the previous battles, the injuries were mainly in the meridians, bones, internal organs, and flesh.

Although this injury is not fatal, once it does not recover well, it can easily cause damage to the Tao base.

The Taoist foundation is the foundation of cultivation. Once the hidden wound is formed, it will be difficult to recover over time.

Especially after being injured, Qin Cheng had to use his spiritual energy to run away again after practicing for a period of time, which was equivalent to repeated injuries.

Therefore, after Qincheng is safe now, he must repair every slight damage to his body little by little, just like the most detailed repair, and then advance to the next part.

After all, the power of the Tao body is one of your trump cards and must not be ambiguous.

Now, in addition to leaving a ray of divine thought to communicate with the black demon as a security guarantee, even the dispersed Qincheng is used to restore it.

In the refining space, time passed slowly, and Qin Cheng's injuries were getting better little by little.

The black demon was not in the refining space, but sat cross-legged outside, absorbing the evil aura in Qiu Zuo's broken arm and regaining his strength, while scanning the surroundings vigilantly to observe possible dangers.

In the quiet environment, no one noticed that some special change was taking place in Qincheng's consciousness.

Fatty wakes up.

He yawned, stretched his waist comfortably, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and felt that he had been sleeping for a long time, which should have been more than a month.

However, this kind of sleep at time is also very common for the enlightenment tree in its growth stage, so Fatty is not surprised.

Moreover, after waking up this time, the bloating and painful feeling of my stomach disappeared because I had eaten too much.

On the contrary, Fatty felt itchy when he woke up, and the top of his head was particularly itchy.

It's like the wound healing and scarring of a person's body, and the itchy feeling like some flesh and blood is reborn.

It seems that I am not waking up actively, but being awakened by itch.

Shaking his head, the fat man felt hazy and vaguely. His body seemed to be undergoing some change. He seemed not to scratch it, but it was too itchy.

So Fatty controls the roots and raises them up like an arm to scratch the top of his head.

Then he cried and found that his fat hands were too short.

Above the head is a trunk, and the itchy place is on the trunk, and these small roots cannot be scratched at all.

"Master, itchy, help!"

The fat man jumped a few times apart, as if he thought he could catch a higher position when he jumped. He completely ignored his head and would jump up with him.

After several attempts, Fat Dun asked Qin Cheng for help pitifully.

However, although Qin Cheng's distraction was sitting cross-legged in the sea of ​​consciousness, his spiritual consciousness was fully focused on recovery, so he closed his eyes and said nothing because he could not hear it at all.

Seeing that Qin Cheng had no reaction, Fat Dun turned his head aggrievedly to look for the talisman demon and the black demon.

Then he was stunned to find that the two strange souls were gone either?

What happened this month?

Why can't I even find someone who can help me scratch the itchy baby!

Unable to ask for help, Fatty had to jump up and rub other things in the sea of ​​consciousness. The wordless heavenly book looked square and was just right to scratch me.

As a result, Fatty dumb rang over recklessly, but it didn't itch anymore, but it started to hurt.
Chapter completed!