diskusbooks Chapter 1761 Yang Feng is in a coma
Chapter 1761 Yang Feng is in a coma
Yang Feng's words sounded more like he was entrusting something to someone.
Zhao Zhuwei and the others looked at each other, wondering why Yang Feng suddenly came in here so seriously.
However, after Yang Feng finished speaking, he walked towards the back mountain by himself.
Yang Xiaoshi was stunned for a moment, and asked blankly: "What's wrong with my brother?"
"do not know……"
Zhao Zhuwei was equally confused.
At this time, Murong Wan smiled a little and said, "Maybe he has some feelings and needs to go into seclusion urgently. Don't disturb him during this period. Just go and check on him regularly."
"Oh~"
As Yang Xiaoshi was talking, she suddenly thought of something and said, "If my brother goes into seclusion, will there be no one to control me when I play games?!"
She suddenly looked excited and said, "I want to play games here for the whole summer!"
"..."
Chen Jiuyue was speechless.
She didn't expect that this seemingly optimistic and lively girl was actually an internet addict, and now she looked happier than during the Chinese New Year.
However, for Yang Feng, it is a good thing that this girl is quieter now.
What he was more worried about was people like Zhao Zhuwei who loved to cause trouble.
Fortunately, with Murong Wan here, Yang Feng can feel much more at ease.
He arrived at the only mountain on the island.
There is certainly no such thing as a deep mountain here.
However, Yang Feng still found a place with its back against rocks and surrounded by trees.
He was on a part of the rock protrusion.
Below is a cliff more than ten meters high.
Yang Feng smashed the rock with one punch, created a cave inside, and walked in.
now it is night.
And this is the other side of the mountain.
This side was not affected by the glow of the stone, and it was still pitch black all around.
Yang Feng placed the bronze tripod in front of him and began to meditate.
"I hope it helps..."
Yang Feng’s idea now is to use the pupil technique that he has not used for a long time - rejuvenation.
You know, at the beginning, Yang Feng even used the eye technique of rejuvenation to restore many antiques and sold them at high prices.
Because of this, Yang Feng almost died at home at that time.
It was not until later that Yang Feng realized how much luck this pupil technique required.
But now that things have come to this, he feels that he must take the risk.
Yang Feng took a deep breath and stared at the bronze tripod in front of him.
After a moment, some spiritual power finally flowed out of his eyes.
At this moment, the spiritual power flowed towards the broken bronze tripod like water.
As soon as Yang Feng started using it, he felt a force resisting inside his body, and at the same time the spiritual power in his dantian began to quickly deplete.
Rejuvenation is definitely a very risky eye technique.
But Yang Feng did not give up.
He took a deep breath and continued to use his spiritual power to repair the bronze tripod in front of him.
This broken bronze tripod emitted a faint white light in the darkness.
Time just passed by minute by minute.
Yang Feng felt that a long time had passed subjectively, as if a day and a night had passed.
But when he saw that it was still dark outside and the night had not changed at all, he knew that only a short while had passed.
In fact, this is also the reason why Yang Feng chose to go to the dark side of the back mountain to use rejuvenation.
Because he needs to know how much time has passed.
It should be said that from the very beginning, he realized that this would be a long process.
But what Yang Feng didn't expect was that his luck and spiritual power were being consumed almost simultaneously and rapidly, at a speed so fast that he was now unable to resist it.
Inside the cave.
Yang Feng continued to input luck into the bronze tripod.
At this moment, he completely understood what it meant to live every day like a year.
After a while, sweat began to drip from his forehead, and then his back was soaked with sweat.
Yang Feng looked outside the cave.
The night sky did not change at all, which meant that not much time had passed.
But such a short period of time seemed long enough to him.
The power in his body was like a flood bursting a dam, and Yang Feng even wanted to give up at this moment.
He felt that he was too abrupt.
Look at the broken bronze tripod.
There was just a faint white light on it, but there was no change.
Just when Yang Feng was finding it hard to hold on, his eyes suddenly noticed a subtle change in the bronze tripod.
The originally broken edge finally began to slowly reveal some color to the outside, like the rough edge of a bronze tripod.
"effective!"
Yang Feng felt happy.
He was so excited that he felt that more than half of the spiritual power in his body had been consumed.
But now he is in a difficult situation.
If he gave up at this time, not only would all his previous efforts be in vain, but Yang Feng also didn't know whether the bronze tripod would be damaged.
He gritted his teeth and continued to gather his strength.
This is not just a transfer of spiritual energy.
Essence, luck, and almost all the power representing life in the body were constantly leaving Yang Feng and gathering in the bronze tripod.
Even Yang Feng couldn't withstand such output.
Yang Feng gritted his teeth and could only stare at the fur edge that had just appeared.
As expected, the bronze tripod began to recover little by little at this time.
"No, I can't give up..."
Yang Feng gritted his teeth.
Sweat was constantly soaking through his clothes at this time.
The rocks and soil under the cave were already soaked with sweat at this time.
Yang Feng clenched his teeth and continued to input strength into the bronze fragments.
At this time, he no longer paid attention to the speed of time passing outside.
However, Yang Feng felt that his body was gradually becoming overdrawn, and all the strength in his body was drained out.
But what made Yang Feng feel strange was that every time he felt that his spiritual power and luck were drained out, a warm current would always appear in his eyes, nourishing his meridians.
But it was only a matter of a moment.
Then, he had to experience the feeling of all his strength slipping away.
The pain at this time continued to torture his meridians.
Yang Feng was attacked by both pain and weakness.
With his blurry eyes, he could only watch the bronze tripod recover little by little. This seemed to be his last belief.
But even so, his belief could not last long.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
The blurred vision gradually turned black.
"thump."
Yang Feng's body fell to the ground.
He fell into endless darkness and seemed to have had a very long dream.
This dream continued.
Now and then he saw familiar people.
Relatives and friends flashed by one by one at this moment.
And then, he seemed to dream of a scene a few years later where chaos appeared and the earth fell into turmoil.
Yang Feng didn’t know what state he was in.
But with this continuous cycle, Yang Feng felt as if he couldn't get out of the dream time.
Time keeps turning.
Yang Feng fell into a coma and eventually lost all consciousness.
The white horse passes through the gap.
In a thatched house.
Yang Feng lay on the hospital bed.
The sweet sound of birds came from outside the window.
Yang Feng woke up from his daze.