He slapped his thigh and finally felt that this was a feasible solution, and he was here to guard it. As soon as the sky was bright, even if he had no energy, he could rush out in this breath.

He finally let out a breath, feeling that the world is not just a dead end. Looking around, there are still black paint pieces, so quiet that it makes people feel irritated. When he walks around, he only hears the rustling sound of stepping on the grass.

Fu Xiaowa dragged his heavy body and limped to the cliff in Juetou of the valley. He touched it in the darkness and felt a coldness from his hands. If it was bright, the exit would open from here. He was very sure that it was here.

When he found the ground, he felt endless pain in his body. Indeed, the burning body body was not only tired, but also like a lot of blood flowing, and became extremely weak.

Without the hot spring, the repair in his body could not be felt at all. He covered his chest with a few uncomfortable coughs, and slowly slid down against the stone wall.

The body can finally relax, and that is the time to feel the most exhausted, and every pain in the body is clearly transmitted to the mind. Fu Xiaowa endured it and struggled to sit down cross-legged. His body was like this. If the exit here does not open tomorrow, he would definitely die here.

He regulated his breathing for a while. At the end of this valley, it was full of horror. He didn't dare to come here in the past. The mechanisms here were super powerful. But he knew that after dark, these strange things would never move again. This made him feel at ease and concentrate on breathing. There was no hot spring. The recovery speed was really outrageous.

Fu Xiaowa tried his best to regulate his breathing, but unfortunately, it was not so easy to recover from burning the original yuan just now. Usually it takes several months, and it is already lucky to not die. But it is gratifying that he actually used this opportunity to successfully use the power of the original yuan to hit the bet. It seems that these two important bets are to fight for life, and in this case, they must use the power of the original yuan to break through.

After the second breakthrough of the Zhongzhu, Fu Xiaowa felt that the area in his body was suddenly several times wider, and the pores in his body seemed to be connected to the meridians. Those Qi Yuan can even travel through the whole body, release it from the pores, and retract it back into the pores again. Now Zhou Tian can have an external circulation, and the effect of collecting Qi Yuan from the outside of the End Meridian has also been activated.

After opening the main point of the Zhongzhu point, the ** Neijing enters another magnificent world, where there are more small meridians that need to be developed. Many slightly larger small meridians are as difficult as breaking the Zhongzhu point for the first time. If Fu Xiaowa wants to re-enter the fourth level and want to break the Blind Shu point, he will use the ** Neijing to break through, at least several times more energy than others.

After breaking the middle betting, Fu Xiaowa ran the Zhoutian several times, which was the long-lost meridian route. Fu Xiaowa was once very familiar with these meridians, but now they pass again. Qi Yuan flows by, and it is immediately unobstructed and comfortable. The torrent of Qi Yuan washed over, bringing away the array obstacles in the meridians. The long-sealed meridian route was activated again. Finally, the torrent of Qi Yuan rushed to a huge wall and retreated weakly. That was the fourth layer of Blind Shou acupoint like a giant peak. You need to have the perseverance to move the mountain and slowly dig it away.

After breaking the Zhongzhu point, the sea of ​​qi that was originally full became empty again and needed to practice for longer to fill it.

I don’t know how long it took. Fu Xiaowa finally opened his eyes. It was already deeper at night, and the shadows of ghostly trees were still around. The crescent moon in the sky cast a faint light, making everything a blurry outline.

Now he can do only this. Recovering to one layer and counting one layer. It is difficult to restore ten layers, and it is impossible to do without hot springs. The last red fruit has been eaten up, and he has no choice but to leave the valley tomorrow, otherwise he will be dead.

The night continues. Fu Xiaowa has now become nothing to do, and his body can only recover to this at most. If he runs through the Zhoutian, he will consume the Qi Yuan.

He sat quietly for a while, and didn't know when it would be dawn. He didn't know whether he was expecting dawn to come soon or later. Tomorrow is the last time he knew the result. It would be the best if he could go out, but how can he not?

He was in a state of confusion. He waited patiently. Time would not pass quickly or stop. He could only wait like this. Such a waiting made people feel uncomfortable. He stood up and felt that his body was already weak.

He sighed and staggered away from the stone wall. Now, depending on the situation, it was still early to leave Liang, and it should be safe everywhere. He moved his pace and came to the pile of rotten wood.

That's right, it was these rotten wood that made him die. It was these rotten wood that allowed him to spend these hellish dozens of days. He vented his resentment and kicked the pile of wood on the ground hard, but saw a round and bright thing rolling forward under the moonlight.

It was that armor, it was indeed that armor. It was so terrifying during the day. I didn’t expect that the armor would be a pile of scrap iron until night. Fu Xiaowa walked curiously to the rolling thing. It turned out to be a helmet. There was really no one inside, it was just an empty iron sheet. What kind of thing was it to move. This was something he had always been curious about.

He picked up the silver helmet in the darkness. Under the moonlight, the helmet was glowing with a faint metallic color. The helmet was completely closed, with no face or eyes visible. It was just a row of dense mesh structures that allowed people inside to see things outside and protect their eyes from the damage of fried food.

It was this broken thing that made him so badly during the day that he knocked on his helmet and found the sound of metal clanging. He looked inside curiously, and there was nothing inside.

It's such a strange thing. This is also a strange place. Anyway, he has seen all kinds of strange things, so he doesn't find it strange. He became childish and kicked the helmet as a ball. Anyway, it's still far away from the bright sky in the morning, so waiting is boring.

After a few kicks, he began to feel bored again and sat under the stone wall in a daze. The night was still dark and there was a dead silence. In this environment, the loneliness in his heart became heavier.

Fu Xiaowa pillowed on his head, looked up at the starry sky, and recalled the days in Qingniu Town. How happy and beautiful they were. I don’t know what those people are doing. Sometimes they really miss it so much. But he still has important things and can’t go back to visit. He can only look at the moon in the sky and express his lovesickness.

Bored, he picked up the helmet again, and it was just a piece of dirty iron sheet, and it was not as scary as the daytime. He looked through it boredly, then put the helmet on his head...

Put the helmet on your head...
Chapter completed!