Chapter 1277 Despair

As time went by, the hundreds of corpse worms biting Su Yi's heart were "full" and opened their mouths.

As Su Yi's mind moved slightly, the corpse worms, led by the worm king, crawled out of Su Yi's mouth and returned to the jar.

These corpse worms sucked their bodies black as ink, fat and big, especially the worm king, whose body was obviously bigger and looked more ferocious and majestic.

But what disappointed Su Yi was that the corpse qi in his heart did not weaken at all.

Compared with the original, there was no change at all.

"How is it?" Uncle Li asked.

Seeing Su Yi shaking his head, Uncle Li was not surprised, and sighed: "The corpse qi in your heart is like a concentrated ink stick; and the corpse qi sucked out by the corpse worms is just a little bit of the smell emitted by the ink stick. How long will it take to suck out the corpse qi in your heart?"

Compared with Sang Xin, Uncle Li knew the condition of Su Yi's heart better. In fact, he had no hope that Su Yi could survive.

He patted Su Yi on the shoulder and said, "No matter what, don't give up. I'll go back and hatch all the corpse worms, and then prepare some eggs. It depends on your physical condition. Let the corpse worms absorb some corpse qi every day; plus the Pu'an Lei Fa taught to you by Sang Xin, two-pronged approach, over time, maybe there will be changes."

After a pause, Uncle Li said, "Try to eat something and see if you can eat it."

Su Yi nodded and smiled at Uncle Li: "Okay, thank you Uncle Li."

"I will ask Sang Xin's apprentice to help you move the other corpse worms. After you seal the corpse worms that have absorbed corpse qi, I will also teach them to deal with them together." Uncle Li shook his head and left.

Su Yi watched Uncle Li leave, took a deep breath, and his eyes fell on another jar of corpse worms.

He had a blank expression and began to repeat the previous steps.

But after absorbing this jar of corpse worms, the result was still no change.

There are about three or four hundred corpse worms in a can, which means that Su Yi fed seven or eight hundred corpse worms, but the corpse gas in his heart did not change at all.

According to Uncle Li, the corpse gas in Su Yi's heart is similar to solid state, and the corpse worms only absorb the smell of the solid corpse gas...

This statement is really despairing...

Su Yi was silent for a while, got up and arranged the Absolute Yang Formation, and continued to draw Yin thunder into his body to train his heart with Yin thunder.

Su Yi drew Yin thunder into his body without "restraint" and hit his heart.

He mechanically repeated this process step until he felt a tearing pain in his meridians, and he had to stop.

The Absolute Yang Formation arranged here is extremely clever, and the Yin thunder drawn down is also weakened to the extent that normal people can bear. But even so, since ancient times, there has never been anyone like Su Yi, who continuously drew Yin thunder into his body for more than an hour.

Ordinary people would have to spend more than ten hours or even two or three days to dissolve this Yin thunder after being hit once.

And Su Yi was hit by hundreds of Yin thunder.

Putting aside the heart's endurance, even Sang Xin would never dare to be struck by more than ten thunderbolts in a row, because the Yin thunderbolts would enter the body through the meridians. Even if the heart could withstand it, the meridians could not withstand the continuous impact of Yin thunderbolts.

Su Yi was a martial arts master, his meridians had been tempered by internal strength, and he had the Yijing Xisuijing to nourish and restore the meridians at any time, so he could last so long.

But more than an hour of Yin thunderbolt impact had already brought Su Yi's meridians to a critical point. If it continued, it would cause irreversible damage to Su Yi's meridians, so Su Yi had no choice but to stop.

More than an hour of thunderbolts still did not bring any changes to Su Yi's heart.

Su Yi was full of solemnity, and he felt that he had to make the worst plan.

If this injury is destined to be incurable, then he must not spend all his time on healing.

Even if he must fail and leave, he does not want to leave in despair after lingering on.

He hopes that he will leave in a grand manner.

But at the same time, he also kept hope that he could be cured. He could not and would not give up on himself.

He needed to find a balance between healing and completing the task.

At almost noon, several monks brought more than a dozen jars, all of which were filled with corpse worms hatched by Uncle Li.

The monk told Su Yi that his wife was looking for him and that the vegetarian dishes in the dining hall were ready.

Su Yi was practicing to restore his meridians at this moment, so he got up and followed the monk to the dining hall.

When he arrived at the dining hall, Uncle Li was rushing out, and the two met face to face.

"Uncle Li? Have you eaten yet?" Su Yi greeted.

"I found a place in a village not far from the temple to cultivate corpse worm eggs." Uncle Li said, "This is a monk temple, it is not good to kill, I may not be back in the next two days, and I asked the young monks to send the hatched worms to the back mountain for you."

"I have seen it." Su Yi said gratefully.

"Afeng and Sang Xin have gone to look for people." Uncle Li said, "We have to find more people to deal with Sheqing. They may not come back in the next few days. If you have anything, you can call me directly."

"Okay." Su Yi nodded.

Uncle Li patted Su Yi's shoulder and left in a hurry.

Su Yi entered the dining hall, where Liu Qingfang, Huang Xiaomei and A Lian were already sitting there waiting for him.

"Huo Tu, here!" Liu Qingfang's eyes lit up when he saw Su Yi, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to greet him.

A Lian also waved to Su Yi, but she didn't seem to be in a good mood.

"I heard from Master Sang Xin that you were injured? Where is it? Is it okay?" Liu Qingfang came up and observed Su Yi nervously, trying to find out the extent of Su Yi's injury.

"It doesn't matter, I just twisted my arm and it's already much better." Su Yi pretended to move his arms and said with a smile.

He looked at Alian, who was not very interested, and asked, "Why is Alian unhappy?"

"I'm not uncle yet. I have to go back to Dongpingzhou by myself!" Alian said with a pout.

Su Yi pondered slightly, looked at Liu Qingfang and said, "Qingfang, how about you follow A Lian to Dongpingzhou to live for a while?"

"Is it really possible?" Before Liu Qingfang said anything, Alian was already pleasantly surprised.

Liu Qingfang looked at Su Yi and said, "Can't we go back to Wanwan?"

The voice contained anxiety and worry.

Su Yi shook his head and said: "Don't worry, it's only temporary. I didn't kill anyone, and the grievances will be cleared soon, and then we can go back with pride."

The reason why Liu Qingfang was asked to leave for Dongpingzhou was also for safety reasons.

Dongpingzhou is a remote and peaceful island fishing village. Except for dozens of local residents, there are few outsiders.

It would definitely be safer for Liu Qingfang and Huang Xiaomei to live there than here, and it would also allow Su Yi to be more focused on the next thing.

The reason why Liu Qingfang is not allowed to return to Wanwan is because Su Yi is still a wanted criminal.

Who knows if there will be someone with evil intentions over there in Wanwan who will force Liu Qingfang to torture him about his whereabouts.

Su Yi told Liu Qingfang a few more words, then quietly handed her a gun and told her to shoot in self-defense if necessary.

In fact, this was just a precaution. Su Yi was generally reassured about the safety of their mother and daughter. After all, there was someone protecting them.

"Eat quickly, the food is already cold." After talking about the matter, Su Yi urged his wife, daughter and Alian to eat first.

He also tried to pick up a mouthful of food and put it in his mouth. He endured the nausea and discomfort and forced it to swallow.

But my stomach was churning, and I quickly returned to my mouth through my esophagus with this mouthful of food in my hand.

Su Yi pulled out a piece of paper and calmly spat out the food on the paper, wrapped it up, and threw it into the trash can aside.

He picked up the water glass on one side, took a sip, and spat it out.

Su Yi no longer had any luck and recognized the reality.

He has lost the ability to eat and drink.

Su Yi is not a god and cannot reach the state of Bigu. And with his internal strength, he could survive for more than ten days without eating or drinking, which was the limit.

So now he can only hope that he can maintain his body functions through nutritional injections.

"Huo Tu, why don't you eat?" Liu Qingfang asked.

"I just ate it before, and I came here specifically to accompany you." Su Yi said with a smile, "You are delicious. I will tell them and see if there is a car to take you directly to the pier."

After that, he touched Huang Xiaomei's hair and said, "Sister, eat well."

Huang Xiaomei nodded obediently.

Su Yi smiled and stood up, walking out.

Sang Xin had told his disciples that he would meet all Su Yi's requests.

Su Yi asked Liu Qingfang for a mobile phone, found a car to take them to the dock, and asked a novice monk to go to the hospital to prescribe nutritional injections for him.

Half an hour later, Su Yi waved goodbye to Liu Qingfang and the others at the gate of the temple and watched the car carrying them leave.

After a while, the novice brought back the nutritional injection.

Su Yi injected himself.

His blood actually does not circulate, so he can only "digest" the nutrient solutions through internal force, allowing them to circulate along the blood and flesh meridians to nourish the body.

But the effect is so small that it can be ignored.

Su Yi estimated that if he wanted to maintain his daily physical function, he would have to spend at least twelve hours a day decomposing and digesting the nutrient solution.

But doing this consumes a lot of internal energy. His internal energy can only go out now, and it also consumes a lot of internal energy to keep the corpse qi in his heart from deteriorating. If he spends a lot more internal energy to nourish the body and maintain body functions, his internal energy will be lost quickly. It will be stretched thin, but it will greatly shorten his survival time, and the gain outweighs the loss.

Nutritional injections won't work anymore.

Su Yi had no choice but to abandon this path.

But he had a backup plan.

In Yitian World, he obtained Hu Qingniu's medical book through Zhang Wuji. Although he did not fully understand the content, he had read everything recorded in it, and he could barely be regarded as a Mongolian doctor.

He prescribed a medicinal bath to nourish himself, and asked the monks in the temple to help him prepare the medicine.

This medicine contained many precious Chinese herbal medicines, so Su Yi gave the card given by Yuan Xiaomin's parents to the monk who helped him buy the medicine, and asked him to buy it on his behalf.

Su Yi doesn't have to worry about the next steps of decoction and bath soup. Sang Xin's apprentices provide "one-stop service".

After Su Yi used his internal energy to recover the damage to his meridians, he continued back to the Jueyang Formation on the back mountain and began to introduce Yin Thunder into his body to exercise his heart.

After doing "useless work" for more than an hour, Su Yi started to introduce the corpse bug into his body again.

There is no limit to how corpse bugs can enter the body. You can come as many times as you want.

This thing has a lot of yin, and hundreds of them are densely packed into the esophagus and enter the heart, sucking in corpse qi and then returning the same way. This process will contaminate Su Yibie's organs, esophagus, etc., as well as yin qi and corpse qi. It also requires Su Yi to use his internal energy to resolve it.

Therefore, it also has a critical point. If it is repeated too often, it will also cause irreversible damage to Su Yibei's organs and esophagus.

Su Yi found that he could use up to two thousand corpse insects every day, which was his limit.

As for the ability to draw Yin Thunder into the body, the limit is about 470.

This day passed in this seemingly meaningless effort to save myself.

In the evening, Su Yi and Liu Qingfang talked on the phone and learned that his wife and daughter had arrived safely in Dongpingzhou and settled in safely.

Then I received calls from Uncle Feng, Sang Xin and others, knowing that they were still working hard to find helpers.

The good thing is that there is good news from Uncle Feng and Sang Xin. They have successfully persuaded some people to join, but this is not enough.

Li Guoqiang also called, hoping that Su Yi would provide him with more "talismans."

It's actually an anti-ghost charm.

Today he handled four cases of possession by Xiao Huang's father. He was attacked three times by Xiao Huang's father and one of the talismans was scrapped.

Fortunately, Su Yi had left something for him as a spare before, otherwise Li Guoqiang might really have to explain.

Su Yi was self-righteous and made an appointment with Li Guoqiang to pick it up tomorrow.

"Mr. Huang, can this kind of talisman be mass-produced?" Li Guoqiang hesitated and couldn't help but ask.

"What? Do you want to give one to each of the more than seven million people in Hong Kong?" Su Yi smiled.

Li Guoqiang really has this idea. If he can really do this, Huang's father's disaster will naturally be solved.

It's a pity that this is impossible. Even if all the practitioners in the world are gathered to draw talismans, it is impossible to draw more than 7 million talismans.

Although Su Yi can draw so many talismans anytime and anywhere, he relies on his abundant energy. In addition to attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, drawing talismans also requires one's own energy, and it is not just a matter of picking up a pen.

For ordinary practitioners, if they draw more than a dozen talismans a day, they would have to rest for two or three days to recover.

Seven million?

It would be impossible to draw all the practitioners in the world as human beings.

Can we use machines to replace human painting?

If you join the machine and you have energy and energy, and you can also recite mantras, worship, and burn incense, it is not impossible.

The question is, where in the world can such a machine exist?

So this is definitely unrealistic.

"Don't think about such unrealistic things." Su Yi said, "You might as well apply for more manpower to get more benefits."

"I personally went to see Deputy Director Li Wenbin, and he has agreed." Li Guoqiang sighed, "It just takes time. Mr. Huang, in just one day, twenty-three people turned into walking zombies, but I can only watch. Look, I can’t help them..."

Li Guoqiang's voice was filled with frustration and confusion.

Su Yi was slightly silent and said: "Don't complain, just do the right thing. This is a war, a war that has just begun."

Father Huang's disaster has not fully erupted yet, and it is only showing its first signs. After a while, there may be hundreds or even thousands of victims every day, and then it will cause widespread panic and shake the city violently.