C112 The Recovery of His Injuries

"Boom!"

The moment the pill entered his stomach, it immediately turned into a strong yellow stream that flowed through Jian Ping's five viscera.

No! Something was not right. It wasn't wandering! Instead, it was charging! Right. It was a collision!

That strong current crashed into Jian Ping's five viscera.

It caused his already severely injured five viscera to become even more serious, and his injuries increased to a whole new level!

"En!" Jian Ping was hit by this strong current, and he let out a muffled groan.

"Damn it!" Jian Ping cursed. "It's not peaceful!"

Closing his eyes, wisps of soul force entered his body, controlling the spirit energy in his dantian.

"Boom!"

White liquid rushed out of his dantian, rushing towards the yellow stream.

The white liquid was Jian Ping's spirit energy.

Spirit energy was white. If one were to extract the strands and place them in front of their eyes, they would find that the amount of energy contained within was far too much!

The strands of spiritual power were slightly rectangular, with their front and back protruding out, without any pattern to follow.

However, if one were to look at them closely, they would definitely feel that they were extremely dazzling, as if they had been blinded by thousands of swords!

That was because they weren't ordinary spiritual power, but rather the sword essence that came with the practice of the Sword Scripture.

Sword essence was something that countless sword cultivators yearned for in their dreams.

Once the spirit energy within his body turned into sword essence, it would indicate that his comprehension of the sword had reached an extremely high level.

Sword cultivators had a few special traits.

One, sword light. The sword light was the first to reveal its sharpness. It was the first time it had seen a sword, and it had already taken the first step toward a sword cultivator.

There was an ancient saying among mortals, When a man's feet pierce through the ground, he will take the head of the enemy from thousands of miles away. This was the realm they were talking about.

Those who possessed the sword light could dominate the mortal world!

Two, sword essence. Those who possessed sword energy were considered generals. To be more precise, 'cultivating the sword with one's own body' had reached an extremely high level. Even if they were at the same cultivation level, they wouldn't be at a disadvantage even if they fought three people at the same time.

Third, Sword Energy. Sword Energy was an upgraded version of Sword Energy. It could attack, defend, and attack, both of which were on par with middle-grade Immortal Artifacts. It was impossible to guard against.

To be precise, there were two types of sword cultivators!

One was to use a person to cultivate the sword. The above is to use people to cultivate the sword.

Second, he cultivated the sword with his human body. The sword was the master, while the person was the master. The sword that chose this type of cultivation method is usually a divine sword, and usually has a sword spirit. It will choose its own master.

If it chose its master one day, if it could not satisfy the Divine Sword, it would choose its new master again.

To cultivate the sword with a human's body, it would focus on cultivation!

Using the sword to cultivate the human, focusing on the sword!

"Boom!"

Jian Ping's sword energy collided with the powerful current.

"Hiss!"

Jian Ping sucked in a breath of cold air and endured the two different degrees of collision.

"Hmph! Enter my body and listen to me!" Jian Ping's expression became serious as he said.

"In my territory, even if you are a dragon, you still have to coil around me. Even if you are a tiger, you still have to lie down! "

With a thought, the sword essence once again charged toward the strong current.

"Boom!"

Another loud sound was heard from Jian Ping's five viscera.

Jian Ping's injuries were even worse!

"Puff!"

Jian Ping spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with the flesh of his five viscera.

Steward Yann stared at Jian Ping for a long time and said, "You can only rely on yourself! I can't intervene!"

"I don't believe it! It's just a Heavenly Immortal Level medicinal pill!" Jian Ping said with a cold snort. "If it was in my previous life..."

"In my previous life, no! I don't want to think of my previous life just because I encountered difficulties! No! I want to live in this life!" Jian Ping shouted in his heart.

"Go!" Jian Ping steeled his heart and continued to control his sword essence. Bang!

"Boom!"

Another loud sound was heard.

However, Jian Ping's sword essence had gained the upper hand in this clash, pushing that powerful force back for a few miles.

"Puff!"

Jian Ping spat out his flesh once again!

"Hmph! The last strike!" Jian Ping sneered and said.

"Bang!"

Jian Ping's robe fluttered in the wind.

"Ka!"

A crack suddenly appeared in the middle of the big tree behind Jian Ping. Then, with a cracking sound, it broke!

"Boom!"

The sword essence in Jian Ping's body carried his fury, and with a monstrous momentum, it rushed towards the strong current!

"Puff!"

There was not a single wave. Under the impact of the sword essence, the strong current did not resist at all.

"Since you are like this, then be obedient!" Jian Ping stopped the impact of the sword essence at the last moment.

"Go!"

With a thought, the irresistible force was pulled into Jian Ping's internal organs, healing his injuries.

"Hiss!"

Jian Ping sucked in a breath of cold air once again from the corner of his mouth.

Last time it was the pain of his injuries worsening, but this time it was the pain of recovery.

Good medicine is bitter!

Although Jian Ping did not take medicine, the principle was the same!

It was like sprinkling salt on a wound. It healed quickly, but the pain was even more painful!

"It's just a small pain. If I can't even bear it, how can I achieve great things in the future?" Jian Ping reminded himself.

Actually, Jian Ping could not be blamed for this. The main reason was that Jian Ping had been living a peaceful life these few years. There was not the slightest bit of pressure.

In his previous life, this might have been an itch for him! There was no pain at all!

However, in this life...

"Good! Not bad!" Steward Yann had been paying attention to Jian Ping at all times. When he saw Jian Ping behaving like this, he shouted in his heart.

"Repair it!" Jian Ping shouted in his heart.

"Boss! Did that kid escape?" A man in the sky saw that Jian Ping had been gone for so long, but he still didn't come back, so he asked suspiciously.

"That's right! Chief, we have to be careful!" Another person also agreed and reminded.

"No! From the moment he dared to snatch someone from my Golden Devil Clan, it can be seen that he is absolutely a person who values friendship and righteousness! He would rather take the knife for her than let her get hurt!" The leader said in a deep voice.

" However, what you said is right! No one is perfect! You have to be careful in everything! "The leader changed the topic and said in deep thought.

"We're waiting for half an incense stick of time. If he hasn't appeared yet, then..." The leader made a binding gesture!

"Yes! Leader!"

"Boom!!"

"Ah!" Jian Ping shouted in a muffled voice.

"Boom!"

Although the strong current had become much gentler, it was still incomparably terrifying!

It continuously washed over Jian Ping's five viscera!

Once! Twice! Three times...

Back and forth, no less than ten times!

"Boom!"

Under the cleansing, Jian Ping's five viscera continuously broke down and repaired...

Finally...

"Puff!"

Jian Ping spat out a mouthful of black blood. His face turned red and his expression returned to normal.

"Not bad! I thought you would explode and die!" Steward Yann praised from the side.

"En! Thank you, Mr Yann!" Jian Ping opened his eyes and a light flashed across his eyes.

"I'm fine!" Steward Yann shook his head and said, "I can't help you this time. Everything depends on your own luck!"

"The recovery of your injuries is enough!" Jian Ping's domineering attitude returned.

"Good! Good enough!" Steward Yann nodded and admired, "Looks like you are quite confident in yourself!"