Yi Yun had been trying his best to absorb the desolate bone's energy today, but he did not expect the energy to be so intense.
Yi Yun had estimated that he would need at least five to six days to completely absorb the desolate bone's energy.
But now, the energy Yi Yun absorbed in a few seconds was more than what he had absorbed in the past two to three days!
Was this the result of opening up his meridians?
Yi Yun felt the burning sensation in his meridians and suddenly understood what was going on.
This was the first time Yi Yun absorbed the desolate bone's energy after breaking through to the fourth level of Mortal Blood, the Meridians realm!
Before this, Yi Yun's meridians were blocked, so he could only absorb the desolate bone's energy with his body. His body could only hold a limited amount of energy, so Yi Yun would be full very quickly.
But once his meridians were opened up, it was different. Meridians were channels for Yuan Qi to flow through. The amount of energy the meridians could hold was not something the body could compare with.
Meridians were like an energy highway. Yi Yun reaching the fourth level of Mortal Blood's Meridians realm was like the energy highway in his body had been opened up.
Originally, the desolate bone's energy would seep into Yi Yun's body, but now, the energy was entering Yi Yun's body through his meridians. The two could not be compared.
After all, Yi Yun had not gone through a systematic study of martial arts, so he did not know the difference. So he had accidentally injured himself, and it was a very serious injury. Yi Yun's meridians had just opened up a few days ago, so he could not withstand such a strong energy impact.
He had basically absorbed all the remaining essence from the Frost Python desolate bone!
"There's such a thing … absorbing too much energy to end up like this. What a shame."
Yi Yun felt very unlucky. His meridians felt like they were about to break. It was as if he had eaten a seafood feast and ended up in the hospital with indigestion.
Actually, if the energy reached a certain level, it could really burst a person's meridians.
This was nothing new in the martial cultivation world. Mortals would die from not being able to digest aged herbs. Warriors would die from eating desolate bone relics that they could not digest. Their bodies would explode from eating desolate bone relics that they could not digest.
This way of dying was really stupid. To Yi Yun, it was the same as dying from overeating.
Yi Yun felt like his body was on fire. He felt a sweetness in his throat as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Hey, little monkey, why are you lying on the ground? Pretending to be dead and not working? "
A dark-faced man scolded unhappily. This man had a son named "Big Head". A few days ago, he had used "Big Head" to scold Yi Yun.
"Damn, didn't you hear what I said?" When Big Head's father saw that Yi Yun was still lying on the ground, he was immediately infuriated. He threw his axe away and was about to kick Yi Yun a few times when he realized that Yi Yun's face was pale. His body was trembling slightly, and his nostrils and ears were bleeding.
Big Head's father was dumbfounded!
Something had happened!
Although Big Head's father was not a good person, not only did he have a poisonous mouth, but he also liked to rob other people's things, but when he really saw someone about to die, he would also panic.
"Hurry up and report to the higher-ups. Tell them that someone is going to die."
Big Head's father said to one of his friends.
This was not Big Head's father cursing Yi Yun. Seeing Yi Yun bleeding from his seven orifices, how could he not die?
In the Lian tribal clan, there were no medical facilities, and there was a severe lack of resources. The people's bodies were weak, and under such circumstances, they could die from typhoid, not to mention bleeding from their seven orifices.
To Big Head's father, Yi Yun was definitely going to die!
"I say, little monkey, don't you die here. If you want to die, move to another place …" Big Head's father said as he tried to grab Yi Yun. But when he touched Yi Yun's hand, he felt like his hand was burning. It made Big Head's father cry out in pain. His body fell backwards and his butt landed on the pile of firewood. His head nearly hit the burning cauldron. If he really hit it, his life would be over.
Even so, Big Head's father's hair had been burnt. His face turned ashen from fright. It was as if something had entered his body through his hand that touched Yi Yun.
"What's going on?" Big Head's father was shocked. This was too strange. It was as if he had been bitten by a snake. So much so that the hand he used to touch Yi Yun was still trembling.
"What's the matter? What's the matter? "A few strong men rushed over.
Big Head's father calmed down from the shock and said, "This kid might have been possessed by a ghost. Let's quickly inform Young master Lian."
As Big Head's father said this, a strong man who was in charge of the firewood hurried to report.
Big Head's father thought for a while and said to Yi Yun with a little fear, "I say, little monkey … Ah no, I say little brother, what's the matter with you? You have to hold on. I've already gotten someone to call for help. The tribe's doctor will be here soon."
Although "Big Head"'s father said so, he knew that there was only one doctor in the tribe. It was impossible for the doctor to save Yi Yun.
The doctor specialized in serving the upper echelons of the tribe. If not, he would not be able to keep himself busy if all the thousand households in the tribe came to him for treatment. Even if he could keep himself busy, there would not be enough herbs for the Lian tribal clan's herbs were very precious.
So when the poor got sick, they could only rely on themselves. If they couldn't handle it, they were left to fend for themselves. After all, their lives were cheap.
"I say little brother, in a moment of greed, I stole your porridge. Don't blame me."
Big Head's father did not know that Yi Yun had been appreciated by Zhang Yuxian. Seeing that Yi Yun could not hold on any longer, he tried to counsel Yi Yun before his "death". He was afraid that Yi Yun would turn into a ghost and seek revenge on him.
The people of the vast wilderness were superstitious. This was probably because they lived in misery, so they needed spiritual sustenance. They believed that bad people would go to Hell after death, while good people would go to paradise after death. The poor had the hope of reincarnation, and maybe they would be reincarnated into a good family in their next life.
Yi Yun was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. I'm not even dead yet, and I'm being cursed.
But this was a lesson learned. If one absorbed too much of the desolate bones essence, they would really die.
Today's situation was really unlucky. What was the phrase "extreme joy begets sorrow"? Now, he was the perfect example of extreme joy begetting sorrow.
…
As Yi Yun's meridians were damaged and his seven orifices were bleeding, Lian Chengyu received the news in the Lian tribal clan Patriarch's compound. The person who reported was Zhao Tiezhu.
"Young master Lian, hehe, that kid named Yi Yun can't hold on any longer. I heard he's been possessed by a ghost. His nose and mouth are bleeding!"
Hearing that Yi Yun was in trouble, Zhao Tiezhu was overjoyed. To think that kid was appreciated by Lord Lian. Now he's doomed.
"Oh?"
Lian Chengyu was practicing his punches, but upon hearing Zhao Tiezhu's words, his movements paused. His eyes flashed with joy.
What ghost possession? Lian Chengyu thought it was the foolish opinion of the people. Lian Chengyu believed that Yi Yun's situation was the result of the combination of the desolate bones' frost energy and the Blood Thinning Pill.
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