The faint blue energy rippling on the surface of the stone slab merged into Situ Hao's palm. When Situ Hao's palm completely absorbed the blue energy into his own palm, the white stone slab began to slowly Cracks appeared and eventually it shattered into pieces. A full two months have passed since arriving here. Situ Hao didn't know how many times he had bombarded this milky white slate with all his strength, but never once was able to cause any damage to it. It was just like hitting it in circles in the vast deep sea. Those small circles The ripples will not bring about any changes at all. But at this moment, looking at the stone slabs that were broken into pieces, Situ Hao was no longer surprised. This stone tablet exists for the cultivation of the burial master who inherits the fragments of the Burial Sky Scripture. Now, Situ Hao has learned all three stages of the fragments of the Book of Burial, and mastered this burial technique left by the mad dragon. Naturally, it has also achieved its mission. The palm that Situ Hao touched just now was actually the fragment of the third stage of the Burial Scripture. A truly simple punch that contains infinite power. This punch was made by Situ Hao, but it was not his energy. He has become one with this piece of heaven and earth. He is heaven and earth, and heaven and earth are him. This punch is both his punch and the will of heaven and earth. Silently staring at the stone slab that began to gradually weather and turn into wisps of white dust, Situ Hao's eyes were filled with light. He followed him and looked up towards the sky, seeing the wisps of white dust in the light. It shone brightly, and finally disappeared, like the soul of heaven and earth passing away in a flash. When he turned to look around, Situ Hao discovered that the place where birds were singing, flowers were fragrant, and falling flowers were colorful. Situ Hao thought that this paradise was now in ruins. The grass here is withered, the trees are dead, the wind is cold, the sky is gray and covered with patches of khaki clouds, the earth has been completely cracked, and there is a deep ravine under Situ Hao's feet. Looking down, I couldn't see anything, it seemed like an abyss that had been dead for many years. He borrowed the energy between heaven and earth. This punch exhausted the power of the world, but he himself did not change at all. There was only a weak flow of energy that maintained absolute balance. Situ Hao felt that all the energy in his body was passing away bit by bit. It was not disappearing in an instant, but just like peeling off a cocoon and spinning threads. The world was peeling off his energy layer by layer from his body. . But this is also Situ Hao's own will, because absolute balance means that if this world dies, he will "die" too. In the end, Situ Hao fell to the ground helplessly. Looking at the sky that had completely changed from khaki to pitch black, he couldn't help but smile with relief. He understood why this fragment of the Burial Scripture was a low-level fragment of burial techniques. He thought that with the strength of the Mad Dragon Nine Burial Heaven Realm, if the level of the Burial Scripture fragments was set one level higher, I am afraid that before he could create this set of burial techniques, he himself would be swallowed up by the world. Lose. Situ Hao knew that after he acquired this burial technique, he would have the ability to inflict heavy damage to the burial masters below the Nine Burial Heaven Realm, not to mention the low-level opponents. However, this is not a move that can be easily used anytime and anywhere. The price for borrowing the power of heaven and earth is to sacrifice yourself and bear everything. This is the ultimate burial technique that can only be used when forced into a desperate situation. Situ Hao has completely understood this. When Dong Yun discovered Situ Hao, he was almost extremely weak, and his body was as cold as a corpse. If his heart wasn't still beating, Dong Yun might have really thought that he was going to die. But the coldness of the body did not last long, and soon turned into a heat that almost made Dongyun feel hot to the touch. The terrible high temperature burned Situ Hao's body from the inside out. His skin was sometimes red, and sometimes even revealed a hint of purple. Dongyun had learned medical skills from her grandfather, but she had never seen such a physical phenomenon. She was very worried that Situ Hao would die. When he prepared the potion according to his judgment and fed it to him, but found that there was still no improvement, Dongyun couldn't help but shed sad tears and held Situ Hao's hand tightly, fearing that he would leave her just now. However, this terrifying vision seemed to have just begun. After the high temperature on Situ Hao's body faded away, before Dongyun was happy for a long time, she discovered that Situ Hao's body began to have "cracks". At first, the cracks were just thin traces of blood, as if they had been lightly scratched by a sharp blade. It was densely packed and looked a little scary, but Dongyun thought that such a degree of trauma would not lead to death. But the blood stain never disappeared after it appeared. Even after it dried, the wound began to crack and fester, and then turned into bloody gashes. From the top of the head to the toes, almost no place was intact. of. This terrible change almost plunged Dongyun's heart into despair - she couldn't remember, couldn't remember any medical book that mentioned such a strange disease, so of course there was no such thing. Treatment programs. But Dongyun didn't give up, he just suppressed the sadness in his heart and stubbornly applied the special golden sore medicine he prepared on Situ Hao. It's just that after applying the medicine, the wound healing speed is far slower than the appearance speed of new wounds. For the next nearly seven days, Situ Hao's body had been in a state of blood and flesh, and his facial features were even a little unclear. For an ordinary person, perhaps when encountering such a terrifying situation, let alone treatment, the first reaction would be to run away - Situ Hao's injuries were certainly terrifying. But what is even more chilling is that Situ Hao is still alive. Despite this serious injury, his breathing is weak but still there, and his heartbeat is slow, but still beating. At this moment, Dongyun's tenacious willpower and character of caring about love and justice gave her infinite courage. She was unwilling to give up on Situ Hao and continued to treat him unremittingly. However, Dongyun's efforts still failed to bring about a miracle. A few days later, when Dongyun walked into the small room with a basin of water and was about to wipe the blood on Situ Hao's body, he found that his wounds had become more serious. "Xiao Hao!" Seeing the strange changes in the dense wounds on Situ Hao's body, Dong Yun's expression suddenly changed, he hurriedly called out, put down the basin, and ran towards Situ Hao. On Situ Hao's body, the wounds had become infected, and his body temperature began to rise again. Dongyun actually guessed this possibility. After all, such a serious trauma, no matter how you think about it, is not likely to be cured by ordinary treatment methods. Nowadays, the infection of this wound is almost a matter of course. There are too many wounds on Situ Hao's body, and this is not over yet. Before the old wounds are completely healed, new bloody wounds will appear again, slowly flowing with thick and bright red blood. of blood. Her heart was anxious and full of uneasiness. Dongyun has learned medical skills from her grandfather over the years. In fact, in terms of theoretical knowledge, her medical knowledge has surpassed her grandfather's. She could understand that Situ Hao's physical condition had deteriorated to a very bad point. Moreover, what worries her even more is that the infection of this wound may be just the beginning. Even if the infection of this wound will heal like a miracle, Dongyun is still pessimistic about Situ Hao's life safety. Because, if the appearance of this new wound cannot be completely stopped, Situ Hao will sooner or later die of excessive blood loss. The special golden sore medicine she is using now has the effect of preventing infection and stopping bleeding. However, such a serious injury cannot be treated with just a plaster, which makes her very frustrated. However, there was no other better way at the moment. Dongyun thought about it for a long time and finally decided to continue using this therapy. But three days later, Dongyun discovered that Situ Hao's vital signs had become extremely weak. The infection in the wound was controlled by her medication, but, as she initially expected, Situ Hao's blood loss was too serious. Although he had been making blood-enhancing decoction for Situ Hao to swallow, the body's hematopoiesis cannot be completed in a day or two. It takes a very long time. Now, Situ Hao's body is weak, and the amount of bleeding is obviously higher than the amount of blood replenishment. If a cycle can be formed between the two, there is still a way to follow it, but the new wounds continue to The appearance did not give Dongyun any breathing space, leaving her helpless. "If this continues, Xiao Hao will really die...what should I do?" Dong Yun grabbed Situ Hao's hand. His rough palm was also covered with wounds of all sizes. Seeing that Situ Haona had fallen into a coma but still had a frown on his face, Dong Yun felt very distressed in his heart. Dong Yun could not even think about how much pain this kind of injury would cause. At this time, she saw Situ Hao's other hand wrapped in a cloth, and there was still blood on the cloth. Dongyun took out all the clothes belonging to himself and Situ Hao in the room and placed them according to size, length and width. Then he took the herbs on hand and started grinding them. At the same time, he took out a book that recorded this treatment. I started to read the medical books on the plan again. After confirming that his approach was correct, Dongyun put away the medical book, then scooped out a spoonful of ground herbs from the black porcelain bowl, and spread it evenly on a long and thick strip of cloth. The green herbal juice exudes a strong medicinal fragrance. After applying it evenly, Dongyun took out a light red medicine bottle and sprinkled the medicine inside. After that, Dongyun helped Situ Hao up and let him lean on the bedside. He carefully wrapped his head with the cloth coated with herbs. Later, using the same method, Dongyun wrapped circles of cloth strips coated with special medicine around Situ Hao's body. For the next three days, Dongyun didn't sleep at all, grinding herbs tirelessly, and then wrapped the cloth strips around Situ Hao's body. There were more and more strips of snow-white cloth soaked with blood on Situ Hao's body, and they became thicker and thicker, looking like a red rice dumpling. Three days later, Situ Hao had turned into a snow-white rice dumpling. Because the wrapping was very thick, the blood was no longer visible, but some dark green concoction seeped out. Dongyun has really worked hard these days, because she also knows very well that she must seize the time now, otherwise the time will drag on too long, and Situ Hao's life will be in danger. Although she didn't know whether her treatment method would be effective, this was the limit of what she could do. If Situ Hao still couldn't survive, Dongyun really didn't know what to do. Those clear and bright eyes seemed a little dim at the moment, with a sticky look of exhaustion deep in their eyes. Dongyun lowered his head and quietly grabbed Situ Hao's big hand. "Xiao Hao... you will definitely get better... you will definitely." Dongyun murmured, wiping away the tears from his eyes with his little hands, then he lay down gently next to Situ Hao and curled up. With his small body, his two small hands hugged Situ Hao's arms. Smelling the strong aroma of medicine in his nose, he seemed to feel a little bit of peace of mind. Gradually, heavy fatigue swept over him, and Dongyun fell into a deep sleep. As the night progressed, this aura of mystery returned to deathly silence again. Dongyun lay beside Situ Hao and fell asleep.