Returning From The Xianxia World

"Son of a bitch, you're so evil! You almost killed me!" - Jang Fei Yang spoke in a weak voice when he fell on the sofa and had no blood in his face.

An old petty monk fell on the sofa in the same way, and from time to time he made weak m.o.a.ns.

"That's enough! Both of you, get up!" - Xiao Fang laughed as he looked at two exhausted men. Then he swung his hand and two spiritual auras immediately sank into two bodies.

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The old monk reacted the fastest, he immediately felt that his a.s.s stopped hurting and rose to his feet.

Zhang Feyang was still not inclined to rise, and still grumbled, lying on the sofa.

"Get up and eat this immediately!" - Xiao Fan took out the pill again, this time bloody red, and put it under Zhang Feyang's nose.

This time, 108 perfect Zhuji pills balls were made in the immortality pill kiln. Xiao Fan then produced the Resurrection Pill of Bone and Flesh, and now offered it to Zhang Feyang to restore his hand.

In fact, it was impossible to make the Resurrection Pill of Bone and Flesh in the world of Earth, as there were no necessary medicines available. But Xiao Fan, clenched his teeth and added a drop of his blood quintessence to make up for the missing medicine.

In the end, he successfully made the Resurrection Pill of Bone and Flesh in the oven.

Zhang Feijian just needs to swallow this pill to rebuild his hand. In addition, the quintessence of blood used by Xiao Fan will merge into Zhang Feijian and transform his body, so that he can become an unprecedented master in Qi melting. Qi melting is a Taoist alchemical term associated with improving one's own nature.)

"What is that?" - Zhang Feyang cautiously asked when he saw the pill. He jumped on his feet and immediately stepped back from Xiao Fan for a few steps.

Yesterday's pill, Zhuji, had already made a lasting impression on Zhang Feijian. So when he saw Xiao Fan offering him the pill again, Zhang Feijian reflexively ran away.

"This is the resurrection pill of bone and flesh. "As soon as you eat it, your hand will immediately recover!" - said Xiao Fan.

"Will your hand recover?" - When Xiao Fan heard Xiao Fan's words, Zhang Feyang froze in amazement.

The old monk also looked frightenedly at the blood-red pill Xiao Fan was holding.

The pill of resurrection of bone and flesh?

Can it make a hand revive?

In the world... is there a pill that can do this?

Is he not kidding?

Zhang Feijian still had his doubts, he shook his head to express his distrust, and immediately started five years ago.

"Come and eat this quickly! As soon as you do that, your hand will grow back!" - calmly and methodically explained by Xiao Fan, looking at the one already standing at the door, ready to run at any moment by Zhang Feijian.

"When your arm grows back, you'll be the wonderful guy you were. Calm down, that pill won't hurt, and it tastes good, a little like dates - nice and sweet...!"

"You're fooling me!" - Zhang Feiyan was adamant.

"Since we met, how many times have you almost killed me? I still clearly remember yesterday's lesson with the pills. This time, no matter what you say, I won't believe you. So, bow to you, and I gotta run, I got things to do! I'll see you later!"

At the end of his speech, Zhang Feijian immediately started running outside.

"Shit!"

Xiao Fan immediately broke out, his eyes burning with fire in his anger. For this pill, I used the quintessence of my own blood, and you refuse to accept it?

For that matter, don't be surprised that I used force.

Xiao Fan, without wasting his words, attracted Zhang Feijian with his power and clever movement, and put the pill in his mouth.

At that moment, he patted Zhang Feijian again on the back, and the pill slipped in easily.

"Khae-khae-khae!"

Zhang Feyang coughed abruptly, his face turned red.

"Son of a bitch... You... gave... to me... I... Well, wait!" - Zhang Feyang, bent down, coughed violently and pointed at Xiao Fan at the same time.

"If you eat the pill obediently, everything will be fine. It's your fault, so there's nothing to complain about!" - Xiao Fan said indignantly.

"You... bastard!" - Zhang Feyang said breathlessly, finally straightening up.

Xiao Fan ignored his words and only looked at the place where Zhang Feijian's right hand used to be.

Suddenly!

Zhang Feyang g.r.o.a.n.e.d, staggering with his whole body and began to fall forever.

Xiao Fan swung his hand and Zhang Feyang hung in the air.

"Ah, how painful! Your right hand hurts so much!" - with suffering in his voice, Zhang Feyang screamed.

"Hang on a bit, the hand recovery process is a bit painful, but once it's over, everything will be fine!" - Xiao Fan calmed him down.

"Ahhh!" - Zhang Feyang's scream increased.

The resurrection of his right arm began, as if life was pouring into it, flesh and blood began to grow at a speed visible to the n.a.k.e.d eye. Continuously forming, the silhouette of his hand began to appear.

Seeing this scene, the old monk jumped to his feet. He looked at Zhang Feijian with fright and read the shock in his eyes.

Is the hand recovering? Is the arm really recovering?

So the world... really has a miracle cure that can do this?

"Ahhh!" - Zhang Feijian kept screaming in agony.

During the resurrection of the arm, all the systems, including the nervous ones, have recovered. So the resulting wild pain was quite understandable.

Looking at Zhang Feyang's pale painful face and cold sweat flowing over his body, Xiao Fan frowned his eyebrows.

Although Xiao Fan knew a way to relieve Zhang Feyang of pain, but he kept silent and continued to watch calmly.

Melting Qi is a path full of suffering and agony. There's a lot of pain to endure on this path. And if Zhang Feyang can't cope with a little bit of all this now, his future is worrying.

So from now on, we have to start laying the foundation in his soul.

In addition, Zhang Feijian himself has chosen to take the path of self-improvement and Qi control, so he will have to endure this pain!

It's been a while.

After about half an hour, Zhang Feijian's right hand was mostly formed. The internal systems have taken shape and come back to life.

But the hand was still weak and will be like this for a few more days. It needs to be taken care of and not used too often, not lifting weights. Then it will quickly return to its previous form and work no worse than the left.

Xiao Fan put Zhang Feyang on the sofa.

Although Zhang Feyang was still pale, but when he looked at his own hand, he immediately froze in amazement, and his eyes expressed what he could not believe what happened.

He automatically raised his right hand, held it to his eyes, clenched his fist and pulled it forward. His lifeless face suddenly blushed and was affected by excitement.

My right hand, my right hand is back!

I am no longer a cripple!

"Ha-ha-ha-ha!"

Zhang Feyang suddenly laughed and tears rolled through his face.

"It's good, and it's not a dream!" - Zhang Feyang muttered, laughing and crying at the same time.