Xiuxian exchange system

After roaring a few times in a row, Lai Wuhen felt his face was wet, and there was a sobbing sound beside him.

Opening his eyes, he saw a very familiar face, but he felt like he hadn't seen it for a long time.

"Wuhen, you finally woke up." Xue Gulan burst into tears, and hugged Lai Wuhen's head tightly in her arms.

Lai Wuhen seemed to have missed this warm and soft feeling for a century, letting Xue Gulan hold him, trying to move his hands, but found that he couldn't exert force at all.

As soon as his spiritual consciousness looked inside, the eyes of the eight Nascent Souls in his body were closed tightly. There was no way for his spiritual consciousness to connect with the Nascent Souls, which made him feel a chill in his heart.

"Xiaolan, let me go first, something is wrong with my body." Lai Wuhen was held in Xuegulan's arms, and his words were a little vague.

But Xue Gulan heard clearly, and quickly put Lai Wuhen back on the bed, wiped the tears from her face: "I asked Sister Tianyue and Sister Manli to come and have a look."

As she spoke, she sent out a total of eleven communication symbols.

"Xiao Lan, how long have I been in a coma?" Lai Wuhen asked weakly.

"You have been in a coma for 100 years, but it's good to wake up. With your ability, can you still be defeated by this difficulty?" Xue Gulan said, looking at Lai Wuhen with a pair of beautiful eyes full of stars.

The pressure of worrying for a hundred years is undoubtedly huge. Fortunately, everyone is a monk, so this time can still be tolerated.

Hearing this, Lai Wuhen knew where the feeling of missing a century came from. He needed to release some of his spiritual consciousness, but it was only a few feet away, weaker than a monk at the first level of Qi Refining.

"Xiaolan, hasn't anything happened in the past hundred years?" Lai Wuhen asked again.

"Everything is fine, everyone is taking turns to watch over you day and night." Xue Gulan said, already cleaning away the tears on Lai Wuhen's body.

"Wuhen." Li Ziling's figure floated in first, looking at Lai Wuhen with wet eyes, she wanted to throw herself into his arms, but felt someone was coming from behind, so she held back.

"Zi Ling, Qian Yao, Jianing, are you all okay?" Lai Wuhen's face was a little ugly, but he was still very happy in his heart.

"We are very good, but you, you won't be reduced to a useless person, right?" Qian Yao teased, and punched Lai Wuhen in the chest.

She and Lai Wuhen have spent hundreds of years together, and have encountered many dangers, but this is the first time she has encountered such a situation. With a sweep of her consciousness, she also knows the temporary situation of Lai Wuhen. , I need to say that on my lips, but I am still very worried in my heart.

"If you become useless, I will find another good match." Feng Jianing's mouth curled up.

What she said was meant as a joke, but Lai Wuhen also knew that if he had no value of use, it would soon become a fact.

"You guys underestimate me too much, but it's just that the spiritual consciousness has been backlashed, I guess it's enough to recover slowly." In just such a short period of time, Lai Wuhen felt that his spiritual consciousness had recovered a lot.

He also didn't expect that the cost of manipulating the warship would be so high. If he hadn't practiced Taoist magic, he might have completely dissipated his consciousness and become a vegetable.

Long Manli and Leng Tianyue escaped in together, without saying a word, they each took one of Lai Wuhen's wrists.

"The body is not damaged. As long as the consciousness in the Nascent Soul recovers, it should be able to merge with the consciousness of the body." Long Manli put down Lai Wuhen's hand and said.

"Wuhen, you should discuss things with us first when you encounter things in the future. With your current cultivation base, it's not time to be strong." Leng Tianyue had a look of reproach.

But seeing Lai Wuhen wake up, she was very happy in her heart.

Yunli, Shan Yiyi, Yue Tianen, Wen Yudie, Bing Siying, and Su Tingnan also rushed over one after another, knowing that Lai Wuhen was really fine, they let go of a hanging heart.

Lai Wuhen glanced at the faces of the twelve wives, his faces were full of happiness, and he secretly struggled in his heart. He couldn't tolerate any accidents, and he needed to be more cautious in his actions in the future.

"It's been a lot of hard work for you during this time. My great catastrophe can no longer be suppressed, and it will come soon." Long Manli's face was solemn.

"Man Li, you are not procrastinating the Great Heavenly Tribulation just for me, are you? As far as I know, every day it is delayed, the power of the Great Heavenly Tribulation will become stronger." Lai Wuhen said, I was moved but also worried.

"It's not entirely true. I've been comprehending the Dao Talisman of Myriad Gangs of Heaven, and with some understanding, I used some means to delay the time of the Great Heavenly Tribulation. But don't worry, I'm very confident that I can get through this time." Long Manli had a confident look on her face.

With a thought of Lai Wuhen, a large pile of top-quality recovery pills flew out of his body.

Long Manli knew that it must be for her, so she put away all of them without being polite.

"With these recovery pills, I can rest assured." Now that any treasures have no effect on Long Manli, it's better to give her some more recovery pills.

"Wuhen, you are being backlashed by your spiritual consciousness. It is best not to take recovery pills, it might have the opposite effect." Long Manli said earnestly.

"I see."

"Tianyue, I don't need you to continue to protect me from now on. If I really can't get through the catastrophe, you can take everyone to find a place to hide first." Long Manli turned to Leng Tianyue road.

As soon as she raised her hand, she gave Leng Tianyue another jade slip: "There are some confessions to the real dragon clan in it, and you only need to hand it to Long Wanrong when the time comes."

Although she is very confident, she is not 100% sure. If there is any eventuality, some things about the funeral must be explained.

Lai Wuhen didn't say anything more. It wouldn't hurt to prepare more backup players. Based on his understanding of what he had exchanged, if they couldn't survive the mere catastrophe, they didn't need to practice any more.

"I understand." Leng Tianyue put away the jade slips, of course she didn't want to see Long Manli fall.

However, the great catastrophe will not allow monks to take advantage of any loopholes, any clone will be baptized by the catastrophe at the same time.

In order to deal with this catastrophe, Long Manli also took back all clones.

After a monk's cultivation level breaks through to the Void Refining Stage, there is no limit to his lifespan, but he will face a catastrophe every few thousand years, and the power of the catastrophe becomes stronger every time.

As long as the cultivation base can't break through to the real fairyland, it will be a matter of time before he falls.

The others also said some words of congratulations to Long Manli in advance.

Long Manli took one last look at Lai Wuhen and disappeared from the spot.