C595 What a Cheap Wound

Fortunately, such an injury was not much worse than the one in Void Trapped Mountain. With Zhang Jingxuan's super strong body, he could still bear it. Furthermore, he could feel that those injuries were slowly getting better. And, he would be fully healed one day.

What was truly terrifying was the injuries that Ye Wangyun had caused him.

That was a good 'sword' injury, and also a 'low injury'.

The strike on Ye Wangyun's chest was immediately pushed back. It was as if he had completed all of his tasks. On the one hand, he was afraid that his opponent would counterattack at the brink of death. On the other hand, he had his reasons. However, he didn't think that this troublesome opponent would be Zhang Jingxuan. Life can be so powerful. Furthermore, Zhang Jingxuan had already focused all of his defense on one point. It was also a way to survive.

Ye Wangyun had underestimated Zhang Jingxuan, and Zhang Jingxuan had also underestimated Ye Wangyun.

Even though they had already made arrangements, in these past few days, Zhang Jingxuan realized that he had been harmed by Ye Wangyun. From time to time, he would try his best to resist the attack. The reason why he didn't have any strength left in his body was because all his strength had been used up in the fight against the attack.

The injury was like a ghostly sword Qi that kept swimming in Zhang Jingxuan's eight extraordinary meridians. It was almost impossible for him to rest for a moment, and it made him unable to live a peaceful life all day. And it brought different feelings in different locations. Sometimes it brought extreme pain. Sometimes, he felt endless numbness and itch, and sometimes, he felt indescribable soreness. And when it came to some special places, it would bring an indescribable feeling. It was a kind of joy that was hard to resist, but it also had a kind of terrible feeling of falling.

In short, it was a feeling that you were always in someone's control. Your own body could no longer truly be called yours. This type of feeling, if you had never experienced it before, you definitely wouldn't know how unbearable it would be. Especially for someone like Zhang Jingxuan.

Zhang Jingxuan also prescribed a prescription. He asked Fu Lin to help him catch the medicine and fry it. But it was different from what he thought. The medicine did not have much effect. It caused Zhang Jingxuan to rack his brains to think of different kinds of prescriptions.

On this day, Zhang Jingxuan suddenly could not feel its existence at all. He even thought that this lowly injury was finally cured by him by accident. He felt that his hands and feet seemed to have a trace of strength, and the happiness in his heart was indescribable.

However, that night, he dreamt of Ye Wangyun. That guy still had that hateful face, and he smiled mischievously as he moved closer to Zhang Jingxuan. He could feel the heat from ___'s breath. He said word by word, "You want to get rid of me? Dream on! Hahahaha!" After saying that, he started laughing wildly. His smile was so arrogant that it made people hate him. As he laughed, he somehow changed into Fu Lin's appearance again.

Zhang Jingxuan woke up from the laughter that filled his ears and brain. He had a terrible headache. He only felt that the blanket was cold, but he also felt a terrible headache. He knew that the injury was still unwilling to let him go. Furthermore, besides the injury, he was also sick.

One should know that martial artists were physically stronger than ordinary people. Those who were highly skilled in martial arts were immune to cold and heat. Take Wong Beiming for example, although he was already seventy or eighty years old. But in twenty or thirty years, no one had a headache or fever.

Zhang Jingxuan's martial arts had already reached perfection. Other than those few grandmasters, the other experts were at most on par with him. No one dared to say that they were steadily superior to him. It was even very likely that they would be at a disadvantage because of his all-inclusive and ever-changing strategies. Yet now, he actually caught a cold, and he fell ill.

This illness lasted for more than ten days, during the most critical period. It was simply as if he was on the verge of dying. Seeing him suddenly fall ill like this made Fu Lin extremely anxious. The doctor on the boat was already out of options. He did not even hesitate to delay the journey. They stopped at the shore of a larger town along the way and invited the best local doctor to take a look at Zhang Jingxuan. As for all kinds of miracle medicines, as long as they were brought along by the boat... Those that could be bought in the market were even more willing to spend money. No one knew how much they had given Zhang Jingxuan.

It was unknown whether it was because of the doctor's miraculous skill, or Zhang Jingxuan's great fortune. In short, after that, Zhang Jingxuan's breathing slowly became heavy. He was no longer as weak as before. Fu Lin stayed in front of Zhang Jingxuan's bed for a few hours and watched him gradually recover. Only then did he leave.

After this mess, although the boat journey slowed down, but after all these days, the Mengchong Warship had already reached the vicinity of the capital. It was no longer possible to continue forward. It was only because the river bed was not deep enough that it could easily be stranded. The second reason was that the Emperor did not like to have such a huge cannon that was too close to his own Forbidden City.

After a few days of recuperation, he took a few more doses of medicine that Zhang Jingxuan had prescribed himself. He felt a little better. After this illness, some of the injuries that Ye Wangyun brought seemed to have been taken away. Even his body, which could not move at all previously, could now move slightly. This small improvement made him very happy. Furthermore, his hearing and sight had improved a lot. He felt that he had taken a step towards a good direction. However, he did not reveal any of this in front of others.

As for what Fu Lin had been busy with these past few days, Zhang Jingxuan did not know, nor did he want to know.

Because he had finally found something for himself to do.

Since he couldn't move while lying on the bed, he could only use his brain to think. He could also use his eyes to look and his ears to listen.

Zhang Jingxuan had actually suffered such a loss before. Back in the cave of the Void Trapped Mountain, because he had suffered a loss of being unable to see in the darkness, he had almost been assassinated by an opponent who was still unknown to him. Later on, he encountered the Soaring Snake that was known as the king of the darkness in the East Ocean. The two of them had formed a grudge that might be considered to be irreconcilable. In the future, if he met her again (her)... It was very likely that it would not be an open and honorable occasion. The best way to deal with such an opponent was to make the other party's strengths not become his strengths.

Using so many days of exploration in the darkness, Zhang Jingxuan found that he had made great progress. Because he had a friend like Ke Lianguo, his hearing and vision had reached an unimaginable level. Furthermore, his abilities were all innate.

Zhang Jingxuan, on the other hand, didn't believe in evil.

Since you are able to do what you can, why can't I do it the day after tomorrow?

Therefore, he placed himself in this boundless darkness and endless silence, just in time to develop his ability in this area.

He actually let him do it.