Looking up at the sky, there were immortals in the sky …
In the Celestial Realm, there were ten grades of immortal swords and armor. Someone asked, what would happen if an immortal sword hit an immortal armor of the same grade?
This was a question of using a spear to attack a shield. In fact, someone in the Celestial Realm had experimented with this and came to a conclusion that everyone in the Celestial Realm knew. That was, between the same grade of immortal sword and immortal armor, the immortal armor was more powerful!
Generally speaking, a first-grade immortal sword could not break a first-grade immortal armor. The defense of a first-grade immortal armor was slightly higher than the attack of a first-grade immortal sword. Someone said, "That's not right. Ye Kong just used a first-grade immortal sword to break Pan Fengping's immortal armor … I'm saying generally speaking, a real battle is not that simple. It also needs to combine the strength of the immortal sword and armor user. Not just anyone with a tenth-grade immortal sword is invincible."
However, no matter what, a second-grade immortal sword breaking a first-grade immortal armor was definitely very easy! Especially when a mid-level Golden Immortal's immortal sword was fighting against the immortal armor of someone who had yet to become a Golden Immortal!
Therefore, when Ye Shihan used his second-grade immortal sword, Ye Kong knew that he was in danger!
A second-grade immortal sword was indeed not ordinary. A golden-red ray of light instantly drew a long, straight line, and it was even more eye-catching in the dark sky! The second-grade immortal sword was also very fast. Before the afterimage in people's eyes faded, it had already shot out hundreds of meters, heading straight for Ye Kong's back!
Ye Kong did not expect a second-grade immortal sword to be so fast. He had already used his Sword Kinesis Flight to its limit. He could not go any faster!
In an emergency, Ye Kong suddenly turned around and threw the first-grade immortal sword in his hand!
Boom!
The two immortal swords fiercely collided in the air. The explosive airflow swept up the fallen leaves in the dense forest, as if it was raining leaves!
Amidst the falling leaves, Ye Kong's figure spun rapidly like a top and shot straight up into the sky, barely dodging this fatal blow!
Clang! A crisp sound rang out, and Ye Kong's first-grade immortal sword flew out like a piece of trash. The remaining force of the sword pierced through a few huge trees before it fell powerlessly to the ground and burrowed into a thick layer of withered leaves.
Ye Kong couldn't care less about putting away his immortal sword. He took out an Outer Grade Immortal Sword and continued to flee using his Sword Kinesis Technique.
On the yellow dirt path, Ye Shi coldly snorted, "Struggling at death's door! Let's see where you can run to! " With that, he formed another seal with his hand. The second-grade celestial sword whistled in the air like an invincible overlord as it continued to chase after Ye Kong!
A hundred miles away.
The night was deep and the wind was picking up. The poisonous snow had already begun to scatter in the wind.
This poisonous snow salt, which everyone avoided at all costs, had become Ye Kong's guardian angel.
Amidst the fine snowstorm, a figure stumbled as he ran over. He allowed the poisonous snow to strike his immortal armor and corrode it into needle-like holes. He could no longer care so much.
It was Ye Kong. If this was the lower realm, Ye Kong could easily cross this short hundred miles with his flying sword. But today, it was extremely difficult for him to cross this hundred miles.
The second-grade immortal sword caught up to him again and again. He had to abandon his own immortal sword time and time again in exchange for a short period of time to escape. But he didn't have many immortal swords, and now he had used them all. Luckily, after fleeing for a hundred miles, he finally met Little Snow. Ye Shihan didn't want his immortal sword to be contaminated, so he didn't use it to attack anymore.
"Luckily I'm not fated to die …" Ye Kong looked up and saw a small village in the distance. In the darkness, there were specks of light, and it was the most heartwarming. But just as he relaxed, he actually spat out a mouthful of blood. "Pu!"
That's right, Ye Kong was injured. Although the second-grade immortal sword didn't hit his body, along the way, the vibrations from the collision of the immortal swords had already caused him some injuries. But because he had the protection of the immortal armor, it was only a light injury.
But on this road of escape, even a little injury would be fatal!
I don't know if I have the chance to use the Nether Soul Immortal Grass … Ye Kong actually felt some despair. He wasn't a person who felt despair. He had faced countless crises before, but this time, he was the most helpless!
There were many things in the storage ring, but there was nothing that could be used. He had already thrown away all the immortal swords, and the immortal armor he wore had countless holes in it from the poisonous snow. It couldn't even withstand a single blow!
And behind him, Ye Shihan still didn't give up the chase!
Ye Kong sprinted into the village. Probably because they saw an outsider, those black-faced Immortal Realm mortals hurriedly hid in their houses and closed their doors. Ye Kong could feel their terrified gazes peeking out from the cracks of the doors.
Ye Kong didn't blame them. After all, in this world, it was already difficult to survive, so how could they care about others? Not to mention strangers.
With the arrival of an outsider, the small village was like a student's dormitory where a teacher was inspecting the room. One by one, the lights of hope were all extinguished.
The only thing that wasn't extinguished was a big house at the end of the village.
Ye Kong didn't want to go in. Ye Shihan was chasing after him, so what was the use of going into an ordinary person's house? Ye Shihan's immortal senses could find him. That would be purely harming others and himself.
However, just as Ye Kong hurriedly ran past, he turned back.
That was because he saw a huge word outside the hut, "Doctor"!
If he brought along a few immortal medicines and immortal pills during his escape, it would undoubtedly increase his chances of survival by a lot! Therefore, Ye Kong decided to go in and buy some healing immortal pills.
In the big house, the light source wasn't moonstone, but a huge stove. In such a cold place, it was very good to have a stove to provide warm light.
However, the stove in front of him wasn't for warmth. On the stove, there was a pot of herbs boiling. He didn't know what kind of immortal herb was inside, but as it boiled, a thick medicinal fragrance filled the air.
And in the corner of the big house, there was a floor with a skinny old man sitting on it. It seemed like he was the doctor of this clinic. In front of the doctor, there were four or five "black" people with injuries on their bodies. These people were obviously miners, and their injuries were on their knees and backs. There was no concept of illness in the Celestial World, and the main people who sought treatment were those who were physically injured.
Of course, not all of them were like this. In front of the doctor, the person who was treating the patient had a sword wound on his chest.
Just as Ye Kong entered the door, he paused for a moment. Before he could say anything, he heard the old doctor say without even raising his head, "The medicine has been prescribed. The new patient who came in, please take the pot down."
Ye Kong was stunned, and he turned back to look. However, he heard the old doctor say impatiently and angrily, "What are you looking at, it's you. Take the medicine down, any later and it will be past the best time!"
"Oh, oh, oh." Ye Kong was stunned, and he found it funny. He was running for his life, but he didn't expect to meet such a muddle-headed doctor who wanted him to be his assistant. This old man really knew how to use people.
Ye Kong walked over and took the pot down from the stove. Just as he was about to put it on the ground, he heard the old doctor speak again.
"Take it to the table over there."
"Oh, oh, oh."
There was a row of wooden tables by the wall. The tables were a little messy, and there were all kinds of immortal herbs that Ye Kong didn't recognize, and there were also a few big ceramic bowls.
The old doctor ordered again, "Pour four bowls of medicine and bring them over." From the old doctor's tone, it was like an order, and there was no room for doubt, as if Ye Kong was his apprentice waiter.
Ye Kong was depressed. F * ck his ancestors, and he was getting more and more comfortable with it. Could it be that this brother's temper is very good? Please, I am running for my life, I don't have time to be your waiter!
Although Ye Kong was depressed, he had already done most of the things. He might as well do the last step. This was not the time to run for his life. Ye Kong had no choice but to pour four bowls of medicine and bring them over. Under the old doctor's instructions, he passed them to the four people with knee and back injuries.
When Ye Kong was done, the old doctor looked up and glanced at Ye Kong. He casually said, "Shock injuries. Sit down and wait for me to finish."
Ye Kong thought to himself, I am in a hurry. You won't die if you treat him later! Actually, Ye Kong was a little regretful. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have come in and wasted a lot of time. However, to leave now … Am I crazy? I came in for no reason, did one round of things, and then leave without saying anything?
He wanted to say something to cut the queue, but the old doctor seemed to know what he was thinking. He calmly said, "Young man, sit down and listen. It will be good for you."
Ye Kong was suspicious. Do you know my current situation? I don't have time to listen to you.
At this time, he heard the man with the chest injury ask, "Old Fairy Doctor, I get injured every time I practice martial arts. Do I still have to continue practicing? Aren't I just finding trouble for myself? "
The old doctor slowly shook his head. "No, the more injured you are, the more you have to practice. Only by constantly being injured can you unearth the treasures in your heart. The human body, heart, and every other part are our treasures. Those who are not injured will never be able to unearth them. "
Only by constantly being injured can one unearth the treasures in their heart. Ye Kong seemed to understand something and fell into deep thought.
While he was thinking, he heard the injured man ask again, "But how long do I have to practice like this? Do I have to keep getting injured like this? I heard that there is a shortcut to cultivating immortal sense that can quickly become a Golden Immortal from the inside out. Why don't I find that method? Why do I need to spend so many years practicing? "
The old doctor shook his head again. "The body is like a pill furnace and the primordial spirit is like a pill. Refining it internally and externally will lead to the same result. Let me ask you, without a good furnace, how can you refine a good pill? Without a good fire, how can you boil a pot of herbs? Refining pills is the same, boiling herbs is the same, and cultivation is the same. Becoming a sage with the corporeal body, refining both inside and outside, is the true way! The so-called corporeal body sage does not require you to immerse yourself in practicing immortal martial arts, but to comprehend the Heavenly Dao of martial arts, the Heavenly Dao of battle, and the Heavenly Dao of the universe of the body! "
Hearing this, Ye Kong suddenly saw the light. It was not that there was no future in practicing immortal martial arts, but those body cultivators only knew how to make their bodies as tough as steel. They did not think and did not comprehend immortal martial arts. It was like grabbing a sesame and throwing away a watermelon!
Ye Kong hurriedly stood up and bowed deeply to the old doctor, saying, "Thank you, Old Celestial Doctor, for teaching me. The path of shortcuts is not the main path. Comprehending the Heavenly Path is the most important path for us."
Ye Kong bowed and walked out after paying his respects. Behind him, he heard the old doctor say, "That person is just outside. Go and pour yourself a bowl of herbal medicine and drink it. After you drink it, your body will warm up and you will have the strength to fight again."
"Yes!" Ye Kong went back and poured a bowl of herbs and drank it in big mouthfuls. Then, he strode out of the house!
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