I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Chapter 245 The aftermath of this incident

Yan Ping was indeed feeling very uncomfortable. He felt a dull pain in his sea of ​​consciousness from time to time, making it difficult for him to concentrate.

Although the pain in the meridians has subsided, the aftereffects of the previous pain have not disappeared.

Little by little, it's like ants crawling in the bone marrow. It doesn't hurt, but it can never go away.

He didn't think much about Wen Ye's coming in. Although he was used to being alone, thinking about Wen Ye's previous behavior, he still didn't chase him out.

Instead, he let Wen Ye clean his hands.

Yan Ping shifted his attention more to the meridians inside the lungs.

The faint blue light spots that were activated by the seed had now become silent, and the surface inside the meridians was covered with faint blue light spots.

In addition to these, there are also many faint blue light spots hidden and attached on the cross-sections of the meridian rifts.

At first glance, it looks like a faint blue meridian.

Yan Ping has long been accustomed to this.

This was basically the case with all the meridians in his body, except for the small meridian on his left hand that he had cleared out.

There shouldn't be any spiritual energy stored in such meridians, but now, wisps of spiritual energy like mist are still wandering in these dark blue meridians.

These spiritual energies then soothed the faint blue light spots in the meridians, making them calm down.

Yan Ping was very familiar with this, it was the spiritual energy of the Wuwang Sea.

Only the spiritual energy belonging to the Wuwang Sea can exist in this kind of meridian.

But it only exists and cannot be used. Once used, the severity of the attack will only be more severe than the injury it caused.

After Yan Ping examined the meridians in his lungs, his brows slightly furrowed.

The spiritual power that was originally only in the lungs began to spread.

He shifted his attention to the left side of the lungs. Most of the spread was towards the left, and now it had extended to the shoulder.

Going further to the left hand is the only clean meridian in his body that can provide circulation.

Is it controlled by Him, or are the spiritual energies belonging to the Wuwang Sea attracted by the clean spiritual energy and moving towards that side on their own?

When Yan Ping was about to try it, he suddenly felt a warmth on his forehead, and there was a gentle wiping motion, as if trying to relax his brows.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the handkerchief in front of him had stopped moving. Looking forward, he saw Wen Ye who had also stopped moving.

Wen Ye's eyes were calm, like an inkstone filled with ink; his pupils were dark, without a trace of panic.

After the two looked at each other again, Wen Ye withdrew his gaze obediently, took back the handkerchief, and no longer did anything inappropriate. Instead, he handed it to Yan Ping.

"Would you like to wipe it off, Senior?"

Yan Ping was feeling very uncomfortable now, his attention shifted outside, and he became more and more lazy to move.

He raised his head slightly and said nothing.

But Wen Ye understood his meaning miraculously. He paused for a moment, then raised his hand and carefully wiped the cold sweat off Yan Ping's face.

The emerald handkerchief appeared darker in color after being soaked in water, but when Yan Ping's eyebrows moved slightly, it made his skin seem too fair and fragile.

But his delicate brow bone was like a mountain peak, and his slightly upturned eyes gave him a hint of aggressiveness.

Wen Ye seldom looked at Yan Ping so closely, and at this moment, every slight movement of the handkerchief was like opening a whole new scroll.

But thinking that Yan Ping was in pain right now, Wen Ye said nothing, his expression was focused, his movements were decisive and quick, yet extremely gentle.

After wiping it, he retracted his gaze and turned around to wash the handkerchief.

Yan Ping spoke lazily when he finished wiping and turned around.

"Follow in, without asking any questions?"

Wen Ye had just put the handkerchief into the basin to wash it. When he heard his words, the sound of the splashing water stopped for a moment and then started again.

Wen Ye turned around again, holding the handkerchief and looked at Yan Ping, his eyes revealing a quiet helplessness.

"I just wanted to come in and see you, Senior. I don't want to ask you any questions."

His coming in was a subconscious reaction. He wanted to see how Yan Ping was doing, but he saw Yan Ping sitting on the edge of the bed, motionless.

There was cold sweat on his forehead and cheeks.

Thinking that Yan Ping was feeling uncomfortable, he instinctively came over with a basin of water to wipe Yan Ping's face.

Strictly speaking, this habit can be traced back to when he first came to Tianyang Sect. After all, he couldn't use spiritual power on Yan Ping at that time.

Yan Ping raised his eyebrows. He thought Wen Ye had a problem with his insistence on eating the seed, but this is the result?

He glanced at Wen Ye, then glanced at the warm bell in his hand, and felt a little more relaxed. Even the dull pain in his sea of ​​consciousness was not so annoying anymore.

The original idea of ​​trying out the spiritual power in my heart faded away temporarily. Anyway, there was no rush.

Wen Ye cleaned the towel again, turned to look at Yan Ping, his eyes fell on his face, "Senior, would you like to wipe your face again?"

His voice was calm.

Yan Ping still didn't want to move, and continued to look up, waiting to be served.

Wen Ye's movements were still very gentle, and the new handkerchief still had a hint of warmth. When it fell on his face, Yan Ping felt awkward for the first time in a long time.

Even the dull pain in his sea of ​​consciousness was ignored for a moment.

By the way, he used to keep to himself and did most things by himself. Would it be too natural for him to accept Wen Ye's service?

Thinking of this, Yan Ping looked at Wen Ye.

Just in time to see Wen Ye's focused gaze, his brows twitched slightly.

Wen Ye responded. He lowered his head slightly and said in a cold voice, "Senior, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Yan Ping looked at him in deep thought for a while, then suddenly raised his hand to take the handkerchief, "I'll do it myself."

You can't be a giant baby. You have to do things yourself. Otherwise, if you get used to it, it will become a troublesome thing.

The numbness and itching in the meridians still remained, and the dull pain in the sea of ​​consciousness continued, but for Yan Ping, these were all bearable.

He raised his hand and wiped it a few times.

Wen Ye couldn't help but ask him to be gentler.

After Yan Ping finished wiping, he threw the towel at Wen Ye, turned around, lay back on the bed, and started to chase people away.

"Since you have no questions, I will take a rest."

Wen Ye: "..."

He silently raised his hand to take the handkerchief off his shoulder, and couldn't help but look at Yan Ping again.

He felt that Yan Ping didn't seem to be in as much pain this time as he had in the past when his injury flared up.

illusion?

……

That's not an illusion.

At least this time Yan Ping really felt that the pain in his lungs and meridians subsided very quickly. Before Fire Spirit City, every time he used his spiritual power, his meridians throughout his body would ache, and it would take several days for everything to completely subside.

Even if I don't move, I still feel a vague sense of pain.

Things are much better in Fire Spirit City. There is a dedicated spiritual power circulation, separated from the meridians of the whole body, so there is no problem in using spiritual power.

But the vague pain all over the body is unavoidable.

Now that the seed had been injected into his body and its spiritual energy had escaped, the meridians in his lungs had become stable.

Even if those faint blue light spots were activated once, it would only take half an hour from the onset of pain to the disappearance of pain, and the remaining half an hour would be a numb and itchy feeling.

In general.

After an hour, the pain in his body had completely disappeared, leaving only a dull pain in his mind, which would probably last for a while.

He was the only one left in the room at this time.

Yan Ping opened his eyes, a hint of confusion flashing across his eyes.

The last time he fought with Him in Fire Spirit City, he was caught off guard and He activated those faint blue light spots in his body, causing his injuries to relapse.

From then on he knew that He had a way to attract those blue lights.

He possessed Yu Tianhong and forced him to eat that thing. According to his guess, it would most likely be able to trigger the blue light in his body.

He could accept the pain, and he also had some ways to suppress those faint blue spots, but he didn't want to move unless it was necessary.

In order to save Yu Tianhong and hear some speculations about his sister, he ate the thing to lure the person out.

The subsequent developments were pretty much what he had imagined, but now this thing also had a soothing effect.

Yan Ping frowned slightly, and while looking inward at the meridians in his body, he also mobilized a trace of spiritual power to cleanse his body.

The spiritual power belonging to Wuwang Hai, which originally spread from the lungs to the shoulders, moved a little bit towards the left hand, from the shoulder to the middle of the arm.

The spiritual power of the Wuwang Sea in the body is very sensitive to the spiritual power on land.

There is only a trace of spiritual power, but they are expanding very quickly according to this trend.

Yan Ping raised his hand slightly, placed it on his arm, and slid his fingers down.

As long as he uses his spiritual power twice more, they will be able to reach the meridian that he had cleared.

Yan Ping tilted his head slightly and his eyes fell on that meridian.

Twice, what can you do?

Yan Ping refocused his attention on the meridians in the lungs. The spiritual power that was originally only in the lungs had become much thinner after spreading out.

Non-renewable?

If he uses his own spiritual energy to deplete Wuwang Sea's spiritual energy, then what's the point of the things that He went through so much trouble to send him this time?

After thinking for a moment, Yan Ping put his finger down.

Although he really wanted to see what would happen when the spiritual energy entered his meridians, now was not the time.

Yan Ping took out the jade slip and looked at it with a serious look.

I thought of my sister.

He was not sure whether what He said was true or not. Part of his reaction was for acting, and part was for that slight possibility.

During the year when he was recuperating at Wen Jingshan's place due to his injuries, his sister always came and left in a hurry when she came to see him.

He didn't notice anything unusual at that time.

It was not until he became the ruler of the continent that he discovered that his sister spent too much time sleeping.

So, is it because of the blood curse or because of the seals of the thirty-two continents that my sister fell into a long sleep?

Yan Ping had a lot of thoughts, but he quickly suppressed them all.

If you can't find an answer to a question for the time being, just put it aside because it is meaningless.

When you return to Yuanzhou, you will know everything.

A small price to pay for a possibility, he could afford it.

He was not afraid even if He deceived him. After Wen Ye's matter was resolved, he would find Him and tear Him into pieces bit by bit to feed the sea beasts.

Yan Ping's eyes were cold, and he immediately closed his eyes, blocking out the light from outside and forcing himself to sleep.

When he woke up, he took Wen Ye to Guanshui City first.

……

The quietness of Taohuaju disappeared the next day.

Yu Tianhong woke up. There had been a lot of noise outside for the whole morning.

Yan Ping opened his eyes in annoyance and suddenly turned over and sat up.

Then he raised his hands to his head and closed his eyes to endure the dizziness and pain that flashed through his mind because he got up too suddenly.

There was also Yu Tianhong's noise outside.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

"What Wen Ye? I don't know you. Leave now. If you don't leave, I will find the seniors to chase you away."

"Let me go!"

Yan Ping closed his eyes and listened attentively to the noise outside. The more he listened, the tighter his brows furrowed.

He got out of bed when the dizziness reached an acceptable level. When he opened his eyes and stood up, he felt the world spinning in front of his eyes. He staggered two steps and couldn't stand steadily.

At the same time, there is a feeling of nausea and vomiting.

Something was wrong, something was wrong with him.

Yan Ping's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously held on to the things beside him, accidentally sweeping the tea set off the table.

The tea set fell to the ground, making a crisp breaking sound.

The noisy movement outside suddenly became silent for a moment.

Yan Ping still couldn't come back to his senses from the dizziness. He felt like he was not standing on flat ground, but in a space without any force.

He held on to the table with his hands, struggling very hard.

The feeling of chest tightness caused by nausea and vomiting made him close his eyes to resist it.

But it was only after closing his eyes that Yan Ping came out of the dizzy feeling.

At that moment, I felt down to earth.

The heaven and earth returned to their normal state, people could stand properly on the ground, and their internal organs were no longer upside down.

Yan Ping couldn't help but close his eyes tighter. His long hair slid down his shoulders, covering his face. The scattered light penetrated his hair, reflecting his long raven-feather eyelashes, and the shadows fell under his pale eye sockets, making him look fragile.

At the same time, there was a slight sound at the door and it opened.

Yan Ping instinctively tilted his head but did not open his eyes.

When Wen Ye entered the room, he saw this scene and was stunned.

Yan Ping's eyes twitched and he wanted to open them, but he subconsciously thought of the horrible feeling just now, so he closed his eyes again and his voice became hoarse.

"What's going on outside?"

"senior!"

Wen Ye was about to answer when suddenly a figure rushed in from outside with an excited shout, and the force was so great that he was knocked against the shelf inside. Wen Ye let out a muffled groan.

Along with him, there were also a lot of crackling sounds of things falling from the shelves.

Yan Ping had just come out of the dizziness and felt very uncomfortable. He listened to the crackling noises in the room. He couldn't open his eyes and subconsciously wanted to use his spiritual sense.

As a result, as soon as the sea of ​​consciousness moved a little, an extreme dizziness suddenly erupted from the sea of ​​consciousness.

At that moment, even his body seemed to have lost control, and Yan Ping's face was blank.

At the same time, Wen Ye's expression suddenly changed.

"Yu Tianhong, stop!"

After Yu Tianhong ran in and knocked away the person who was in the way, his eyes fell on Yan Ping.

Familiar person, familiar feeling, Yu Tianhong's eyes were surprisingly bright at this moment.

He ran towards Yan Ping on the spot, ignoring the words of the troublesome stranger, and shouted excitedly.

"Senior! Please accept me as your disciple!"