Five Elements Heaven

Ai Hui woke up leisurely.

Ai Hui wakes up!

Before he even opened his eyes, he heard Lou Lan cheering, followed by a series of rapid footsteps.

The blurred vision gradually became clearer, and familiar and concerned faces came into his eyes.

How's it going? Feeling better?

Ah Hui, you finally woke up and scared us to death!

What a weak scumbag. He doesn't even know the Boreal Fruit.

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Everyone exchanged greetings, but their faces were full of concern, and Ai Hui felt warmly moved in his heart. He tried to speak, but no sound came out. He found that he couldn't move his whole body, not even a finger.

Hey, he seems to be unable to speak.

It seems like oh, I can't move yet.

The eyes are blinking, they are alive.

As long as he's alive, as long as he has a breath, don't worry about him. He will be alive and kicking in less than two days.

This triumphant voice sounded like a fat man.

Really? That's great! I feel relieved! Fatty, I think you are right!

Everyone dispersed in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye, Loulan was the only one left. Everyone is very aware of Ai Hui's tenacious vitality. Knowing that Ai Hui was still alive, he felt relieved and went about his own business.

Having just witnessed the fall of Anmuda, everyone knew that the war was about to begin. There has never been a moment when the sense of urgency was so strong. Everyone knew that the war on the front line would break out at any time, and they also knew that they would be called to the front line at any time.

Fighting with the blood of God, every member of the Songjian faction felt a surge of energy in their hearts.

The nightmare has taken away the lives of countless people, and most of the survivors have had their will destroyed, but there are still some people who have never forgotten the pain, sadness and despair it brought.

The seeds of hatred have been planted long ago, sprouted and grew stronger.

No matter what the reason is, no matter where the front is, hatred is hatred, and hatred always carries blood.

Most of ordinary people's fear of war stems from the fear of death and despair, but for the Avengers, what was lost has long been lost, and despair has long since arrived. As long as they are alive for one day, they will never forget the blood of Songjian City, their classmates, teachers, and familiar faces. One by one, they fell in a pool of blood and were devoured by the blood beasts.

Living is always harder than dying.

The day after he woke up, Ai Hui recovered a lot, confirming everyone's impression of his tenacious vitality. By the third day, Ai Hui was able to sit up.

Ai Hui could only smile bitterly when he saw his appearance. His whole body was covered with bandages and he looked like a mummy. The exposed skin was scorched black, with cracked scars visible on it. Although scabs had begun to form, it still looked shocking.

Don't worry Ai Hui. Loulan has provided a lot of information in the evening, and Loulan has found some ways to deal with the borer fruits. Now the borer fruits in Ai Hui's body have been severely damaged by thunder, and they have returned to their previous non-living state. This phenomenon has been provided in the evening There is no relevant description in the information, but Loulan has analyzed some patterns. Loulan will definitely save Ai Hui!

Loulan encouraged Ai Hui while helping him out.

Ai Hui wanted to smile at Lou Lan, but his face was covered with bandages, with only one pair of eyes exposed.

Loulan caught Ai Hui's smile and said happily: Fortunately, the bandage is there, which helped Ai Hui isolate a lot of thunder. Otherwise, Ai Hui would have been injured more seriously.

Along the way, the bandage has saved Ai Hui countless times.

He thought of his wife and master, then Mingxiu, and then Uncle Yu, and he knew there must be something wrong here. Mingxiu would never hurt herself, and Ai Hui had no doubt about this.

But this matter can only be discussed after he recovers from his injury.

Lou Lan carefully placed Ai Hui in the sunshine.

Bathed in the sunshine, my whole body felt warm and indescribably comfortable.

Loulan sat next to Ai Hui and talked about what happened recently, and Ai Hui listened with interest. However, Ai Hui was a little stunned when he heard Anmuda's death and the series of glorious footprints left in the sky.

He couldn't help but glance at Shi Xueman not far away, who was carrying Yun Rantian and inspecting everyone's cultivation.

Tie Niu must be very sad in her heart.

Ai Hui felt that Tie Niu was really strong. When his master and his wife passed away, he would never forget the pain. After Anmuda fell, Ai Hui thought of the front line. Tie Niu's father was in Beihai, and the situation at this moment must be quite difficult.

The master passed away, her father was in danger, but she was helpless. Such pain was really cruel to Tie Niu.

The practice of Chongyun Spear was very disciplined. What Ai Hui did not expect was that the practice of Thunder Sword was also going on as usual. He originally thought that he was unconscious and the progress of Thunder Sword training would be interrupted, but he didn't expect that it would still continue.

It wasn't until Ai Hui saw Shi Xueman going to Thunder Sword to inquire about the effect of Gu Xuan's practice that he suddenly realized it.

There is only one thought in his mind right now, he must recover quickly!

Ai Hui felt strong respect in his heart when Tie Niu, who was so sad and worried, silently shouldered such a heavy responsibility.

He felt that even he might not be able to do it.

Tie Niu's face always showed calmness, but at this moment, this calmness made Ai Hui feel Tie Niu's strength and the powerful power contained in her weak body.

Wait, your weak body... Ai Hui felt like something was not right.

Well, let’s think about how to heal faster.

Seeing everyone sweating profusely and showing great enthusiasm, Ai Hui felt how shameful he was wasting his time.

When Ai Hui started to check his body, he realized how bad his internal condition was.

Almost all the five palaces and eight palaces in his body were destroyed, and the thunder gathered in the clouds was too violent, far beyond the limit that his body could bear. Just like Lou Lan said, without the bandage, the possibility of his survival is slim.

The destruction of the five palaces and eight palaces was nothing less than a disaster for Yuan Xiu, and he was reduced to a useless person.

He had just been promoted to master and suffered such a devastating blow. If he were replaced by Yuan Xiu, he would never recover from the fall. The powerful power he just possessed disappeared without a trace. What does it mean to be a master? What does it mean to lose a master.

What is more painful than losing is losing something just after you have it. From heaven to hell, this is probably what it feels like.

Ai Hui did not feel pain or loss. On the contrary, his heart was filled with joy of surviving the disaster.

Under the circumstances, that was the only way.

At least I'm alive now and can sit here and bask in the sun and think of a solution.

Ai Hui has a tenacious character. Although the current situation is very bad, he does not feel that he is at the end of his rope. Senior Le Buleng has attacked the Grandmaster eight times, which is much worse than he is now, but isn't he getting stronger?

When you are alive, you always retain hope.

With the five palaces and eight palaces in his body riddled with holes, Ai Hui could imagine how the thunder from the sky gathered in his body at that time, destroying the vitality in his body. Not only his five palaces and eight palaces were injured, but also the original vitality in his body.

More than 80% of his body's flesh and blood were severely damaged. It remains to be seen whether he can recover.

The sky is the limit, but Ai Hui still made a discovery.

In the dilapidated underground palace, there was a wisp of silver clouds floating quietly. This cloud is so faint that it's almost undetectable if you don't pay too much attention.

The clouds and mist are shining with silver light, just like the silver mist on the silver mist sea.

When Ai Hui's consciousness came close to the silver mist, he was startled by a strong aura of thunder.

He was a little disappointed. All the energy in his body was gone. What was the use of thunder? Injuries to the Fifth and Eighth Palaces are very troublesome injuries for Yuan Xiu, but they can still be treated. But the five palaces and eight palaces were all destroyed, and there was no way to cure it.

In other words, he will never be able to practice Yuanli again in the future.

Thunder is of little use to him.

But why is there still a trace of thunder left in his body? He was a little confused, but after thinking about it, he felt it was normal. So much thunder had baptized his body, so it was not surprising that some thunder remained.

etc!

Ai Hui suddenly realized something was wrong. There was nothing strange about the remaining thunder, but why was the remaining thunder the silver mist?

He suddenly became energetic.

That's right, the remaining thunder will never turn into silver mist!

His mind kept sinking into the silver mist. Thanks to the sword fetus and Tianxin Fire Lotus Lamp that Tiangong had cultivated, his mind was very strong. At this time, the body was seriously damaged, but the mind was not too damaged.

His mind sank into the silver mist, and a familiar feeling enveloped Ai Hui.

The breath of the sword!

Ai Hui was inexplicably excited, his mind was unstable, and he suddenly broke away from the silver mist. But he couldn't hold back the ecstasy in his heart, he knew what Silver Mist was!

The silver mist is the remains of the underground palace's sword embryo, which was shattered by thunder.

The shape of the sword body was shattered, and the breath of thunder was unusually strong, forming this strange silver mist.

Ai Hui's mind was spinning very fast. He was like an astute and greedy hunter, looking for every opportunity he could take advantage of.

The eyes exposed by the bandages all over his body flashed with an inexplicable light in the shadow of the sun.

After thinking for a long time, he didn't know how long it took, maybe an hour, maybe two hours, before his mind sank into the silver mist again.

This time, there was no impatience or excitement in his mind, and he was extremely calm.

He slowly and carefully sensed this extremely weak silver mist. His movements were very slow and very careful.

Soon, he was sure that he was right. This extremely weak silver mist was the remnant of the sword embryo after it was shattered by thunder, but there were some subtle differences in it.

The sword embryo of the underground palace is a thunder sword, which itself contains strong thunder attributes.

Although the thunder of heaven and earth that broke into his body was powerful and overbearing, it had the same properties as the sword fetus. Ai Hui could imagine that when the thunder of heaven and earth entered his body, he would be immediately attracted to the sword fetus of the underground palace.

The massive amount of thunder gathered in the sword fetus was far beyond the limit that the sword fetus could withstand, so the sword fetus was destroyed and turned into mist.

But at the same time, with the massive infusion of thunder, the sword embryo was completely tempered, no, many times. Even if he was destroyed, massive thunder still filled his body, and the sword embryo mist was tempered over and over again!

No wonder Silver Mist's thunderous aura is so strong.

Being tempered by thunder so many times and still surviving...

Ai Hui's eyes were sparkling at this moment, and he saw the glimmer of hope. (To be continued.)

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