Yi Shuihan is wrapped in a layer of grape granular media, and no matter can be broken. It is a pity that the saints of the treatment of life for life are stored in the Blade of Destruction. Unless the tomb robbers use their own use before they fall into a coma, it will not work. After hearing the tomb of Jue Yen, he noticed some clues, and everyone listened to the following.

The Lord is a classical beauty. Although he is old, he is still elegant. His eyes have experienced many vicissitudes and feel a sense of arrogance. He gently shakes the feather fan in his hand and sighs: "Mu Feng is a child who has such a good fortune. It is not easy to have such cultivation at this age. It is not easy to hurt him to this extent. Let me talk about his injuries. Let you relax. In fact, people are already safe, and a precious breath of life holds their lives. I guess this child's source ability can extract the essence of life. It is unique to recover. The most difficult thing is that all his cells are exhausted. My expression is not 136 days long and it is difficult to replenish the new life. Even if he recovers, the body strength will drop by a large amount. It is difficult to deal with it!"

Septic blood is proficient in medical skills, and then he interrupted: "Sir, our leader once found a strange object called ginseng. I think it should play an important role in restoring cell activity."

The Lord's eyes lit up: "Cactus ginseng? Is it a black cactus growing in a diverse and heavy water environment? That's a good thing. Come and see how it is."

Xiao Liu was ready long ago and quickly lifted two large black cactus from the spacecraft. When the Lord saw it, he laughed and said, "Yes, it's this thing. It took so many years to be so huge. Fortunately, I'm so lucky! It seems that it's easy to restore the cell activity of your leader, but..."

Bai Xiaoqing hurriedly said, "Senior, do you have any doubts? I hope to report Mu Feng's situation to the truth!"

The Lord stroked three silver beards and looked at everyone and said, "Don't worry, people are not in danger, but the child's mind is completely trapped in a mysterious state, as if it is maintained in a mysterious state. The reason why it is strange is based on this place. The source space is the illusion created by the convergence of the flow of consciousness and the source ability, and it is also the foundation of a person's mind. Even today, no one can explore the root of it. My master has recorded this situation. Some of the predecessors said it was an enlightenment, and some say it was a vegetable in the martial arts world, and the mind was paralyzed. Apart from waking up by oneself, there is no record that external forces awaken it. The child's current state may be lying for ten years, and twenty years are unknown, which makes me feel helpless."

Lawrence thought for a moment and hurriedly asked: "Sir, the little girl has practiced with her fiancé to establish connections with the source space. Is there any way to slowly communicate with our hearts and then awaken him?"

The Lord shook his head and said, "No, no, if it is so simple, then there is no name for the vegetative person in the martial arts world, nor will it be called mental paralysis. In this state, any induction will return to the source space, which is self-enclosure. Maybe he just wants to hide for a moment, but when he reacts to restore consciousness, it may have been a hundred years. The situation here is too complicated. If you make a bad person, you can't save it, instead you will get in, and it will not be worth the loss."

"Senior, I'm not afraid of danger!" Lawrence was a little excited, never expected what would be bad.

"Okay, you can go back to the spaceship to rest first. I need to take good care of the wounded. I don't want anyone to disturb me. I also ask me to read the classics and find ways. Let's go!" The Lord gently brushed the feather fan away, and disappeared from Yi Shuihan. No one knew how he did it. It seemed that this great pharmacist was much better than everyone in terms of cultivation.

The Lord was at a loss and thought to himself: "What a good old man, Mu, has such a distinguished successor. He has to ignore this child for hundreds of years of friendship! But the situation is so special. He has never entered this mysterious realm in his life. This is a great opportunity and a great danger. If he can wake up, the current path will be unlimited. However, according to the records of the master, even one of the ten people cannot wake up. What method should be used to pull the source space through the line and pull it back to his mind?" After thinking for a while, he sighed: "Forget it, don't consider these issues for now. The main thing is to completely cure the child's body. Ginseng, a good baby, there are still several medicinal materials left. Fortunately, there are still some inventories."

As he thought about it, the Lord came to an underground pharmacy, which was full of purple gas. When he smelled his nose, his pores were expanded. In the center of the room, there was a five-meter-high copper cauldron. Ion flames were burning below to heat up the cauldron. I don’t know how many years it was burned, but the bottom of the cauldron was completely red. The "gulp" sounded in the cauldron. Listen carefully, there was a crackling electric flower bursting, just like a whip gently whipping on the ground, sounding a bit creepy.

The Lord hangs into the air, swings his feather fan, and Yi Shuihan's body follows him. The cauldron looks like a septic tank, and there is a thin layer of black oil wrapped in it. If the tomb robber is still conscious, he will be disgusted to death.

It's strange that the smell of the liquid in the cauldron is extremely fresh and has a little inexplicable fragrance of flowers, which makes people intoxicated and even make them think. The Lord raised Yi Shuihan's body and stared at the black oil on the surface, as if waiting for something.

After a while, there was a crisp "pop" sound, and the black oil exploded, revealing a slight gap in the middle. However, this substance is as tough as Pi Tang, and the gap no longer spreads. A moment of time, a large bubble was wrapped in the cauldron.

"Good opportunity." The Lord's eyes flashed, and when the bubble burst, a hole exploded. He was so angry that he could shoot Yi Shuihan in. His body instantly disappeared, without even a ripple, just like a disgusting mouth swallowing the person alive.

"Okay, you guys go far away. The Medicine Emperor Cauldron just happened to experience a cycle of reincarnation and accumulated a lot of crimson energy. There are treasures like ginseng. You can recover your physical condition in less than three days. If you can awaken, your cultivation will definitely improve." The Lord thought while floating to the side, and the feather fan was scattered one after another. All the crimson purple gas in the pharmacy was coiled around the mouth of the cauldron, just like a tight top cover, so that the breath would not be lost at all.

The Lord began to get busy and brought the ginseng to an electron microscope for careful research. Then he drew the essence and carefully took out three items from the golden drawer on the medicine cabinet, namely a dry zombie fish, a maple leaf-sized snowflake, and a baby's arm-shaped plant.

After looking at these things, he nodded and said to himself: "Well, according to the records, it should be these pieces. It is certain that the effects of ginseng can be fully immersed into Mu Feng's body. The following steps must be carried out carefully."

The Lord brought a pair of gloves full of scales, pulled a golden scalpel in the air, and first dissected the body of the zombie fish. While busy, he muttered: "One milligram of bile in the sky fish, and one piece of tail fin."

The old man moved very quickly, and the scalpel was controlled in the air, and a few golden lights shot in succession. The petri dish on the long table fell into the required substance. The bile of this fish in the sky was blue-purple, but the tail fin was a small piece, almost transparent, with red spots.

"Ten grams of Eskimosin Carbon Snow Solution. Tsk, it's really a waste!" Then a golden light flashed, and half of the snowflakes slowly fell. An ion flame flew around the table, melting the snowflakes into liquid and landed perfectly in the Petri dish. Combined with the bile tail fin of the Tianqiu fish, it took a chemical effect in a blink of an eye. A pink smoke floated up, and then a "pop" sound appeared a cloud of mushrooms of fists. The light color set off the surroundings in all kinds of strangeness. The figure of the Lord gradually lengthened on the wall.

"Well, very good, very good, and I still lack baby arm fern, so I need to take thirty grams."

The Lord was busy for a while before finally adding the essence of ginseng. Seeing the ball of half gold and half black plaster in the Petri dish, his eyes turned blue, I was really reluctant to let it go. It was because the drugs that were put into it were all extinct, and some complex chemical substances were not prepared by human resources at all. Now, it is as small as possible.

"Forget it, I'm not a petty man. Although Mu Laogui has no good things to do with him, he has also gained a lot of benefits from him, even if he returns favors." The Lord's hands kept rotating, gradually forming a gas mass, sucking all the medicine, compressing and compressing it, and finally becoming the size of a bullet and putting it in an injection gun.

The Lord jumped up and did not dissipate the purple aura on the cauldron. He aimed at a certain place and shot it out with a shot. The golden light flashed, and the hard-to-have potion bullets shot into the cauldron. If he had spirituality swam three times before he sank down and drilled into Yi Shuihan's nose. Fortunately, the Nether medium did not cover the face, otherwise it would be extremely difficult to operate. The old man blew the heat gun and let out a breath. Next, it depends on the efficacy of the treatment in three days.

Yi Shuihan's condition is indeed as Jue Ye said, "A martial arts monk and vegetable man." He closes the external sensing by himself. He can't wake up even if he calls for it. His consciousness subject is silent in the source space, as if he will never wake up. His original mimic figure was completely dispersed and attached to the millions of source light particles to temper the spiritual world.

Fortunately, the Blade of Destruction merged into this world, and it is easy to resonate with Yi Shuihan. The red light buzzed and shouted sadly: "Boss, quickly regain your body. If you continue like this, it may be difficult to wake up. Don't be silent. There are still many things waiting for you to do."

Indeed, it would be troublesome to let it remain silent among the various source light bodies. Unless the mind is tempered to an unimaginable level, it will continue. This is a self-conscious conditioned reflex. The brain records the intensity of the last impact on the battlefield until it creates a mind that will not be hurt again in that battle, otherwise it will not stop.

After calling for a whole day, no results were achieved. The other three spirits were rejected from the source space, and no one could enter except sinking.

The strange medicine provided by the Lord played a big role. Yi Shuihan's body cells regenerated quickly and even felt a sense of expansion. The nerve endings had been revived at full speed. With the help of the medicine power of the Medicine Emperor Cauldron, the entire body was slowly forged with strength little by little, so that the muscles reached perfect flexibility.

Just as the scars on the body retreated, the source space seemed to have undergone some subtle changes, which caused the Blade of Sinking to attach great importance to it. The source light bodies became extremely active for some reason, and they strengthened their respective forces like stimulants, representing that different types of source light bodies began to fight each other more radically. The purple light, electric light, golden light, and green light were all mixed together. These elves only knew to swallow and turn the source light bodies of the other camp into members of their tribe. What was going on?

The Blade of Desolation was confused and wanted to stop it, but after several times of force, it was suppressed back. Yi Shuihan's cultivation level is really strong now, and it is basically impossible for a sub-artifact to backfire. If he successfully backfires, the source space might become normal. Unfortunately, the dispersed consciousness is extremely manic. The entire source space is surging, the light is floating, and it is not calm for a moment. Different types of source light bodies have given up tempering the spiritual world. It is just endless fighting and devouring each other, and no one is convinced.

In fact, this accident was a mistake made by the Lord, so we can't blame the great pharmacist. Yi Shuihan's situation is very special and his cultivation is high. Even if his insight reaches a certain level, he cannot calculate all the factors, so the problem arises.

It is not a mistake to put people in the Medicine Emperor Cauldron, but the buried fire under the cauldron begins to alienate due to the purple flame. Although Yi Shuihan is still in a coma, the purple fire has not leaked out of the body surface. After all, it is a fire-energy physique. It is traction and resonance, and is given the mighty power, which makes the accumulated medicine in the cauldron completely evaporate. There is also a purple purple energy suppression on the cauldron. Tomb robbers become the best candidate. Each of them is so tiny that it is difficult for the naked eye to detect that the crystal particles have entered the nasal cavity and immediately transformed into the blood.

Due to the erosion of the medicine, it is amazing! Yi Shuihan's body went from extreme exhaustion to extreme prosperity, just like burning vitality on the battlefield, which often increased his cultivation countless times. The deposited potion particles are actually all energy, and it is not a good thing to oversaturate the tomb robber's body.

The blood had been in full swing, blood flowed from the nostrils, and blood vessels in the whole body could not withstand the medicinal properties, and burst, and all medicinal powers forced into it. The blood vessel injury healed instantly. The star soul entrenched on the spine and hosted the life star soul, but if it was not deliberately instilled energy, it would definitely die. Now it is revitalized and begins to help Yi Shuihan sum up the energy in his body. Unexpectedly, the medicinal power deposited by the Medicine King Cauldron is too strong. The star soul slowly grows, but has not yet digested the entire medicinal properties, which prompts Yi Shuihan's physical energy, potential, and life energy to explode. The catharsis method begins to affect the order of the source space. Various source abilities are injected into unexpected vitality, seeking common ground while reserving differences, and unable to accommodate another source light body.

Another day later, when the Lord noticed something was wrong with the Medicine Emperor Cauldron, it was too late, and the Chinese medicine liquid of the cauldron disappeared. The old man raised his beard so high, and glared and shouted: "Ah, why is this? What about Futian Medicine Liquid? This is an ancestral treasure. After years of surviving, I have been relying on it to integrate the medicine. It doesn't matter, it's absolutely unreasonable."

The Medicine Emperor Cauldron was originally made of strange objects, otherwise how could the fire energy be buried? The Lord quickly used all his strength to rescue Yi Shuihan. The grape particles wrapped around the body were gone, and they became a wide robe. There were still a few lights in the sleeves, which were not clear.

"Be good, why is this kid's skin turning purple? And...and... there is no breath at all?" Master Jue was shocked. Could it be that he had killed the patient? He didn't believe it, so he hurriedly stepped forward and repeatedly confirmed that what happened, and why did a child lose even a breath at all? How could he explain this to Mu Laogui? Relatively speaking, it was no longer important that the disappearance of Futian medicinal fluid. He pressed Yi Shuihan's chest with his palm, hoping to activate his heartbeat with an electric current.

Yi Shuihan's face was silted and blood was condensed all over his body. The Netherworld Medicinal Skin had penetrated into the skin and glued to the nearly coagulated blood, becoming inseparable from each other.

The Lord used all the treatment methods and sensed that Yi Shuihan's heart beat slightly. He felt that there was still a glimmer of hope that he would pop out thirty-six fingers, and the force penetrated into his body like a mud cow entering the sea, without any improvement at all.

"Child, I can't ruin your wisdom for you. Get it right quickly." The big pharmacist also felt numb, which shows how nervous he was.

Yi Shuihan was not dead, and he was still very moist, and he was almost recovering from the mimicry form in the source space. Because the blood became an alternative substance, the flow was extremely slow, and his heartbeat was completely normal. He only beat once every five minutes, like a dead person. He frightened the great pharmacist, became anxious and nervous. However, the tomb robber walked around under the feet of the god of death, but he was rekindled and came back alive.

All source abilities in the source space are summed up in one place. The source light bodies turned into invisible and colorless aura. The sinking blade felt confused, as if it was about to fall asleep. Suddenly, a bright light flashed, and the entire source space suddenly exploded, and billions of lights continued to scatter. Except for the area merged with the sub-artifact, the other parts became powder, which scared the sub-artifact almost thought that the end of the world was coming.

The drifting light shines brightly and expands to a considerable range. The light of various source abilities rises again, and then closes again. The void gathers into a strange planet, with purple fire hanging, green atmosphere, golden ocean, lightning and lightning, sometimes good weather, no beginning or end, and constantly running, interpreting the strange world, the blade of sinking is embedded in the golden sea, and the benefits of energy washing are self-evident.

A man was born in the golden sea, with his back with a blazing wings, his head hanging on a black halo, and a purple electric dragon under his feet. The dragon's five claws are blunt, with a realistic image and powerful electric light that is hard to see directly. This man was wearing a black dragon pattern gown with a standing collar. He raised his hands and feet to stir up his breath of heaven and earth. He was calm and sophisticated between his eyebrows, showing his heroic spirit. Who would he be if he were not Yi Shuihan?

At first, Yi Shuihan's eyes were closed, and when he opened his eyes, the whole world was brilliant, Yunyun's figure appeared, cheering: "Brother, you have finally recovered, it seems to be even more powerful than before!"

The moon god's hands, Kongkong'er also established a connection with the source space again and returned it. It is said that the boss ambassadors were frightened and feared. Fortunately, the lucky ones will be blessed, and finally they will be unlucky and will be blessed in disguise.

Yi Shuihan smiled lightly and said, "It's not that simple. The cultivation level is only one level. Although the blood changes, it suddenly cannot accommodate so much energy. However, with some enlightenment, you four just act as containers. I will use it later. At that time, they will be connected to the source space and create a mimetic form similar to me. Don't be surprised."
Chapter completed!