Lin Xing, the old man, seems to protect Lu Hen Ge everywhere, but in fact he is only thinking about himself.

The Son of God became a cripple.

This is a big deal!

The sect leader will definitely blame me in the future.

Lin Xing is being nicer to Lu Hen Ge now, which is also paving the way for his future.

“This place is excellent.”

"Without anyone bothering me, I won't encounter too many obstacles in my reconstruction."

Lu Hen Ge settled down here.

After a simple cleanup, Lu Hen Ge sat on the bed, looking at the dense scars on his body. Some were left from the fight with the demons, and some were new wounds left by Lin Xing's coercion just now.

After a brief introspection, Lu Hen Ge began to think about how to heal his injuries.

Naturally, he couldn't enter the Sword Prison in his current state, as a slight sword force could easily tear his body apart.

"Physical injuries are not difficult to heal."

"The key lies in the meridians."

Broken bones and frothy flesh are just minor matters.

With Lu Hen Ge's ability as an eighth-grade alchemist, it was not difficult to refine a healing pill. He just needed to gather all the medicinal materials.

The most troublesome thing is the meridians.

The meridians are of the utmost importance to monks.

The more meridians there are in the body, the more spiritual energy there is to communicate with heaven and earth.

Back then, Lu Hen Ge successfully opened up twelve meridians at once. Later, with the help of various elixirs, the number of meridians increased to one hundred and eight.

An ordinary disciple has no more than thirty meridians, but Lu Hen Ge has more than three times as many as others.

That's why.

Lu Hen Ge’s cultivation speed is so fast.

But now all 108 meridians are broken, and it is basically impossible to completely heal them.

This is where it gets tricky.

Lu Hen Ge did not lie to Lin Xing. As far as he knew, there was indeed no recipe for a pill that could reshape the Nascent Soul. Even with the knowledge gained five hundred years later, it would be extremely difficult to reshape the Nascent Soul.

"Let's take a rest for a night first, and then go to the Dan Palace tomorrow." Unable to think of a solution for the time being, Lu Hen Ge simply threw away all distractions and lay down on the bed to fall asleep peacefully.

This was the most sound sleep he had had in the past five hundred years, because he knew very well that Lin Xing would definitely send someone to look after him.

The next morning.

After Lu Hen Ge had a quick wash, he sat cross-legged.

The Wangxian Jing is a martial art he created himself, and it is also the most suitable martial art for his physique.

However, the "Wangxian Sutra" does not have the effect of repairing meridians, so it can only temporarily use spiritual power to nourish Lu Hen Ge's body so that Lu Hen Ge will not show any abnormality from the outside.

"Sit and look at the immortals!"

Lu Hen Ge lowered his eyes.

Spiritual power gathers.

The spiritual energy within a mile radius rushed towards the dilapidated cabin.

Lu Hen Ge didn't dare to fully practice the skills. With his meridians now damaged, the spiritual energy entering his body could not be used for other purposes and there was a high possibility that his body would burst.

Although there is not much spiritual power within one mile, it is just enough to warm the body and heal skin and bone injuries.

A moment later.

Lu Hen Ge let out a breath.

"It still doesn't work."

"If the meridians are not repaired, spiritual energy cannot be stored."

Lu Hen Ge frowned. The spiritual power he absorbed was only temporarily trapped in his body. After a long time, it would be exhausted.

Meridians are containers.

And spiritual power is water.

Lu Hen Ge's body was like a cracked water tank. No matter how much water was poured into it, it would flow away drop by drop.

Lu Hen Ge now has two paths to choose from.

The first is to repair the meridians.

As long as one meridian can be repaired and cultivation can begin again, the subsequent things will become very simple.

The second is to change the container.

As long as Lu Hen Ge could develop something else in his body that could hold and store spiritual energy to replace the function of the meridians, he could solve the dilemma of not being able to practice.

In comparison, the first path is definitely easier.

But having lived two lives, Lu Hen Ge felt that the second path seemed more suitable for him.

Besides.

Lu Hen Ge's attack was not without purpose.

Inside the Sword Prison.

Maybe that can be done.

Lu Hen Ge got up from the bed and walked towards the Dan Palace without even locking the door.

It doesn’t matter whether a dilapidated wooden house is locked or not.

Shortly after Lu Henge left, an annoying and irritating voice echoed from the quiet jungle path: "Lu Henge, what a jerk! He chose to live in this desolate mountain wilderness instead of a nice cave. If Master hadn't insisted on me coming, I wouldn't want to come to such a hellish place."

The green shade receded.

Two figures appeared slowly.

Ye Feng glanced at Qiu Liu beside him and felt disgusted.

This woman is such a chatterbox!

One day I'll fill your mouth and see how you can still talk nonsense.

A wooden house came into view.

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Brother, do you live in a place like this?"

There was nothing else except a dilapidated wooden house.

From this perspective, it seems that Lin Xing is just pretending and is not really good to Lu Hen Ge.

Qiu Liu felt more and more disdainful.

It seems that my senior brother is really lonely. He can only afford to live in a house that looks like a doghouse and doesn’t even have a decent cave.

"Junior brother, do we really have to give these precious medicines to Lu Henge?"

"I really can't bear to leave!"

"He's a useless person, it would be a waste to use him."

Qiu Liu stroked his storage ring, which contained many precious medicines, all of which were given to Lu Hen Ge at Lu Sheng's request. As for Lu Sheng himself, he was still staying in the Sutra Library and had not come out.

Ye Feng's face twitched.

He couldn't bear to do it either!

But you can't say this.

Who knows whether Lin Xing will arrange guards around Lu Henge's residence. If someone hears this, he will definitely be criticized and may even be sent to the Prison Palace.

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