Moon Marrow Blood Essence is different from the blood of ordinary monks. It is the source of her innate life. Every time it flows out, it loses a point of life foundation and a layer of spiritual cultivation foundation.
The essence and blood entered the body, and the gentle and majestic power of the moonlight instantly traveled through Luo Chuan's broken limbs and bones.
The meridians that were originally frozen to death slowly relax under the nourishment of this pure source, and the broken organs, flesh and blood are reshaped and healed bit by bit.
The lifeless scars left by the erosion of Primordial Black Origin are slowly fading and dissolving under the constant erosion of essence and blood.
The time within the barrier is quiet, while time outside is flowing rapidly.
One year, two years, three years...
Five whole years were spent in this small boundary.
For the past five years, Li Qianmei has never left her, crossing her legs day and night to heal her injuries.
Her face became increasingly pale and haggard, her skin that used to be as white as snow lost all its luster and became thin and transparent, and her long blue hair also lost its Lingdong luster, becoming slightly dull and dull.
A steady stream of life Moon Marrow Blood Essence was stripped from her body, day after day, year after year, continuing to warm and nourish Luo Chuan's body and soul.
Li Qianmei's cultivation level has dropped visibly with the naked eye, the rich foundation of the Sunie Realm's realm has dissipated layer by layer, and the foundation of thousands of years of hard work has turned into the vitality that nourishes Luo Chuan.
Five years of hard work and hard work finally changed my life.
On this day, all the hideous scars on Luo Chuan's body surface were healed, the broken Undying War Armor texture was solidified again, and the blocked and frozen meridians were completely unblocked.
The dead Immortal Essence in the body slowly revived and circulated. Even the severely cracked soul was completely repaired by Yuehua essence and blood, and was no longer in danger of collapse.
Luo Chuan All physical injuries, soul trauma, and source loss have been fully recovered.
But he still had his eyes closed, lying on the stone platform for a long time, with no sign of waking up.
Although the injury to his soul had healed, the extremely severe damage caused by the four-god siege and the depletion of his source of overdraft caused him to fall into a deep sleep, like a spring silkworm hibernating. His physical body was intact, but he was obsessed with sleeping, and he was still unable to return to his soul and wake up.
The barrier slowly dissipated, and the moonlight in the sky faded away from its protection.
After five years of exhausting her mind and her soul, Li Qianmei had long since exhausted her energy and energy. She weakly stood up on the stone platform, her figure crumbling, and she no longer had half of the magnificence and magnificence of the unparalleled genius in the past.
Li Qianmei stood quietly in front of the stone platform, gazing at Luo Chuan, who had a gentle face and was sleeping peacefully. His eyes were gentle and affectionate, hiding endless helplessness and sadness.
The injury can be cured, but sleeping is difficult.
She could sacrifice half her life's cultivation and endless longevity in exchange for his immortal body and preservation of his soul, but she could not awaken his silent and sunken soul.
"Brother Luo... I have done everything I can do."
The evening breeze ruffled her long, dry hair, and her voice was as soft as a whisper, dissipating into the empty ruins.
"I have been with you for five years and sacrificed my life with blood. I have no regrets and no regrets."
"It's a pity that my cultivation has been greatly damaged and my lifespan has been halved. I am no longer able to stay here. Storms are about to arise outside the world, and changes in our sect are imminent. I will eventually go back."
"I saved your life and protected your remaining soul. If you wake up one day, I hope the country is fine and that we are destined to see each other again."
After saying that, Li Qianmei stared deeply at Luo Chuan for the last time, engraving this sleeping face into the bottom of his heart, no longer feeling nostalgic.
When he turned around, his white clothes fluttered, and his thin figure rose up in the wind and disappeared into Rain Immortal World layers of mist.
The lonely ruins returned to deathly silence again.
The wind came and went, the leaves fell silently, leaving only Luo Chuan lying alone on the stone platform, sleeping peacefully.
Not long after Li Qianmei left, an old woman in a white robe appeared here and took a deep breath of hot air.
"Li Qianmei, you sacrificed so much just for this person... That's all, since I promised you, I will help you on your last journey... Soul Blood give it back to you."
The old woman sighed and integrated the Soul Blood in her hand into Luo Chuan's body. Although it was extremely painful, since it was Li Qianmei's decision, she had to help her on her last journey.
"Li Qianmei, Li Qianmei, you have done all this, and it turns out that this person doesn't know anything about it! That's all, I, Soul Blood, have been sent to you to repay your favor. From this point on, you and I owe nothing."
The old woman glanced at Luo Chuan meaningfully and said, "The third step of peak power... can be so hurt, I'm afraid it's because of those guys."
"It's just... what a pity for our Li Qianmei."
March time passes quietly again.
Rain Immortal World's morning dew dripped on the stone platform, and the cool water vapor soaked into the skin.
Luo Chuan, who had been silent for several years, suddenly trembled very lightly.
For a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, which had been closed for several years.
The dark and deep eyes are as clear as before. After experiencing the catastrophe of life and death, the youthfulness has faded away, and they have gained a bit of coldness and calmness that have experienced vicissitudes of life.
The sky light enters the eyes and the breeze blows on the face.
Luo Chuan slowly rolled his eyes, scanning the desolate Rain Immortal World ruins, and the dust-laden memories in his mind suddenly surged.
The palm prints penetrated the shoulders, the four gods surrounded and killed them, the formations were broken, Lian Daofei fought desperately to save them, and the sky and the earth collapsed and the black hole swallowed them all up.
He raised his hand slightly, Immortal Essence flowed smoothly through his fingertips, all the mighty power of his physical body returned, his soul was clear and stable, and there was no longer any injury on his body.
"I... survived."
Luo Chuan whispered in a low voice and slowly sat up on the stone platform with a dazed look on his face.
He clearly remembered that his original source was exhausted and his soul was on the verge of death. He was already destined to die and there was no possibility of self-healing.
But now the body is perfect, the soul is intact, and there is even a faint, warm and long residual of the moonlight in the body, gently nourishing one's own path.
This breath is strange and pure, with the vitality of extreme gentleness.
Luo Chuan frowned and raised his eyes, looking around at the empty, silent ruins in all directions.
In the empty sky and earth, only the wind rustled and the leaves fell, and there was no trace of a human being.
He didn't know who spent all his energy and blood on him for the remaining five years of his life, nor did he know that the person who devoted everything to save his life had quietly gone away long ago.
No names are left, only a grand redemption that no one knows about and a belated awakening.
At this moment, Yao Xixue flew out from the Immortal Mansion. Because Luo Chuan was unconscious, there was no way she could appear in the Immortal Mansion.
Now that her husband is awake, she is naturally worried, "Husband, you are finally awake."
Luo Chuan looked at Yao Xixue in front of him, his cold cheeks finally showed a touch of softness, and asked, "Xue'er, what happened during the time when I was unconscious?"
Yao Xixue bit his lip gently and finally told Luo Chuan what happened. If Li Qianmei hadn't used his own blood and essence to help him recover from his injuries, he would have died long ago.
After learning what happened, Luo Chuan subconsciously clenched his fists and said, "I didn't expect that so many things happened during the time I was unconscious."