This second dimension is too immortal

"Hearing you say that, can you help me recover?" Zhao Si looked at Zhao Wu in surprise, and then said with a look of doubt:

"You have this ability? How come I didn't know?"

"Hmph! You stinky old man, who are you looking down on?" Zhao Wu snorted with puffed cheeks.

"You didn't tell me this..." Zhao Si scratched his head and said when he saw that Zhao Wu didn't look like he was joking.

"If you can really help me recover from my injuries, I can recover my skills in no time, not to mention a day!"

The reason why Zhao Si could only hold on for ten seconds was not because his spirit could not withstand this level of pain.

He had endured one hundred and eight thunder tribulations for his body and soul, not to mention that this was only comparable to the pain of a few thunder tribulations.

The main reason was that his injuries were too severe. His fragile body could not withstand the damage caused by the red aura after ten seconds. If he was not careful, he might die on the spot.

If Zhao Wu could really help him heal his injuries, the damage caused by the red aura would naturally not pose a threat. Zhao Si could also directly use his internal energy to erase that thing and restore his golden elixir strength.

"Okay, I'll help you recover now!" Zhao Wu nodded and was about to take action immediately.

Zhao Si looked at Zhao Wu curiously. This girl had always been a mascot in his eyes. After all, she was a system elf.

And what she likes to do is to hang out with the girls she likes.

Just as Zhao Si said, he really didn't know that Zhao Wu had the ability to help him recover from his injuries.

Zhao Wu flew above Zhao Si's wound, and her four crystal-clear wings, like cicada wings, flapped back and forth, scattering starlight.

Zhao Wu crossed her hands on her chest and closed her eyes. A white light shone on her body, the air flow was constantly moving, and her black hair was flying.

In this situation, Zhao Si looked at Zhao Wu in front of him with a slightly dazed look.

This was a side of Zhao Wu he had never seen before, pure and holy, like a praying... saint.

Saint? Zhao Si was surprised at this idea that came to his mind, because based on everything that had happened in the past, Zhao Wu had nothing to do with the word saint.

But this is the fact. At this moment, Zhao Wu, surrounded by light, is like a saint, radiating brilliance.

After a while, Zhao Wu opened his eyes and raised his hands high.

"Heal!"

At a command, the light rippling around Zhao Wu suddenly turned into strips of light and flew towards Zhao Si's wound.

The moment the light band touched the wound, Zhao Si felt a warm feeling, accompanied by a slight itchy sensation spreading across the wound.

This girl, actually...

Zhao Si looked at Zhao Wu in surprise. The feeling on his body indicated that his injuries were recovering rapidly.

Zhao Wu maintained the same posture, with light bands constantly falling around him, continuously recovering from Zhao Si's injuries.

After a long while, Zhao Si's eyes focused and he felt that the injuries on his body had completely healed.

Closing his eyes, Zhao Si's consciousness sank into his dantian.

Looking at the red aura that was wrapped around the golden elixir, with only a quarter left, Zhao Si narrowed his eyes and took action directly.

"Buzz!"

The golden elixir trembled and began to spin rapidly. The rich spiritual energy in the dantian turned into waves, surging.

"go with!"

Zhao Si stood on the waves like a god, pointed his finger, and huge waves pressed towards the red aura.

"Roar!"

The red aura awakened, and the shadow of a red warrior appeared next to the golden elixir. He roared at Zhao Si, unwilling to be outdone. A big knife appeared in his hand, and he chopped it down at the waves.

"boom!"

The blade light shattered the huge wave of spiritual energy, and the silhouette of the red warrior also became a little dimmer.

At the same time, a familiar feeling of pain spread throughout Zhao Si's body. Under normal circumstances, Zhao Si would have stopped long ago.

Normally, he would only practice for ten seconds, but now he just started fighting directly. If his body did not recover, the damage caused to Zhao Si's body by the aftermath of the collision between the two sides would be enough to take his life.

But now, huh!

Damn it, I've been annoyed with this thing for a long time, and now you're the culprit who made me look like this.

Die, die, die!

Controlling the spiritual energy and transforming it into a long sword in his hand, Zhao Si continuously swung out fierce sword energy at the phantom of the red warrior.

"boom--"

Facing the sword energy swung by Zhao Si, the phantom swung his sword and shattered the incoming sword energy.

But in the end, it was powerless. Zhao Si could draw on spiritual energy to replenish it anytime and anywhere, but the phantom couldn't. Every time it resisted, the phantom's figure would become dimmer.

Gradually, the red aura on the golden elixir all poured into the phantom.

"Boom!!!"

Without the restraint of the red aura, Zhao Si's golden elixir suddenly burst into dazzling light.

"hiss!"

Zhao Si's body shuddered violently, and a familiar power surged in his body, forming a perfect cycle. All his cultivation was fully restored at this moment.

The strength has finally recovered!

Zhao Si's face lit up with joy, and then he looked at the shadow in front of him that was already at the end of its strength.

Without saying anything more, Zhao Si swung his sword, and the shadow raised his knife to block it. However, facing Zhao Si's sword after he recovered his cultivation, how could he block it?

The sword light shattered, and the shadow's body was shattered by the sword light, turning into light and dissipating.

After a while, the Dantian returned to calm. Zhao Si looked around and found no problems, so his consciousness returned to his body.

After opening his eyes, Zhao Si couldn't help but let out a breath of foul air.

"How's it going?"

Zhao Wu flew in front of Zhao Si and asked with his head tilted.

Hearing this, Zhao Si gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "Recovered, not bad, Xiao Wu, you helped a lot."

"Hehe! Of course!"

Zhao Wu was also very happy in his heart, and said proudly with his hands folded.

Ignoring her, Zhao Si impatiently turned over and got out of bed, then raised his hands high and stretched.

"Ah, I can finally get out of bed. Really, I'm so bored." Zhao Si said.

He lay in bed for several days, unable to do anything. The slightest movement would cause him excruciating pain. Zhao Si was really about to break apart.

"Okay, okay, hurry up, Noble Phantasm, Noble Phantasm, look at your Noble Phantasm!" Zhao Wu flew to Zhao Si's shoulder and urged.

"....I understand. Don't be anxious. Why do you seem more anxious than me?" Zhao Si said helplessly.

"That's my niece! How can I not be anxious?" Zhao Wu said.

She is still my own daughter.

Zhao Si rolled his eyes when he heard that. He could guess what Zhao Wu was thinking even with his butt.

Suddenly, Zhao Si raised his eyebrows and glanced towards the door. His keen perception told him that there was someone standing outside the door.

Is Kurumi already back?

"What are you looking at? What's interesting at the door?" Zhao Wu asked.

Hearing this, Zhao Si was about to respond when the noise outside the door suddenly became louder. After a while, Zhao Si could no longer sense the presence of anyone outside the door.

It seems that it is really Kurumi. When did she come back? I didn’t feel it before.

Zhao Si couldn't help but scratch his head, but the person had already run away, so Zhao Si didn't think about it anymore.

Shaking his head, Zhao Si entered the Heroic Spirit state with a thought, and then began to sense his own treasure.

When Zhao Si thought of the treasure, he felt a little puzzled.

Because one of his Noble Phantasms, which was also his sword, Aomei, was lost.

That's right, it's lost.

When Zhao Si was fighting with the Red Warrior, he used Aomei to release his treasure to counter the golden spear thrown by the Red Warrior.

Needless to say, Zhao Si was defeated and Ao Mei fell into the Type-Moon world and was unable to return to the battle world with him.

Now in Zhao Si's perception, Aomei can sense its existence, but cannot use it.

In addition to these, there are Zhao Si’s other two treasures.

The Gate of the World, and a Noble Phantasm that was filled with question marks, something that even its owner didn't know what it was. Naturally, it couldn't be used.

Sensing the existence of the World Gate, Zhao Si opened his eyes, stretched out his left hand with five fingers spread upwards, and a deep blue flame like the starry sky appeared in Zhao Si's hand.

"Here appears the Gate of the World!"

While shouting, Zhao Si grabbed the flame and pressed it towards the space in front of him.

Ripples appeared in the space, and the flames merged into it. The deep blue flames seemed to burn the space and spread in front of Zhao Si's eyes.

"call--"

The air flow surged, blue light shone in the room, and blue flames danced.

After a while, the flames gradually subsided, and a familiar silver door appeared in front of the brother and sister as the flames faded.

A silver light lingered around the gate, and there was something else in the middle of the gate.

Zhao Si walked closer and looked down at the new things on the Gate of the World.

It was a lock as big as a basketball, with a round clock embedded in the lock, and the pointer was ticking.

Unlike ordinary clocks, this clock has a shorter hand in addition to the three hands of hours, minutes and seconds.

In addition to this, there is a circle of numbers beyond the twenty-four numbers representing the twenty-four hours of a day.

When Zhao Si took a closer look, he knew what the circle of numbers represented.

Wow, a full three hundred numbers, exactly corresponding to the Noble Phantasm's cooldown time. The shortest needle, presumably called the Year Hand, corresponds specifically to these numbers, and it's currently pointing between 0 and 1.

....Why not just add 365 days to the entire Tianzhen? Zhao Si rubbed his face and thought.

"Hmm... Such a long cooldown..."

Zhao Wu propped up his head and intuitively felt the exaggerated cooldown time of Zhao Si's treasure from the lock bell. He couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, this cooling time can be manually intervened, otherwise Zhao Sizhen would have no choice but to complete the task within this time.

After opening the system, Zhao Si bought another bottle of star sand, preparing to practice the power of time.

Zhao Si wanted to practice, so Zhao Wu naturally couldn't accompany him. That would be so boring. So she said goodbye to Zhao Si and ran back to the system space.

"Physical Body Technique... I'll try it out when the time comes. If it works, I'll give it to her."

As Zhao Wu disappeared, another important matter came to Zhao Si's mind. However, due to the source of that thing, Zhao Si still had some concerns and did not plan to let Zhao Wu practice it immediately.

With the star sand in hand, Zhao Si was just about to practice when he suddenly remembered Kuang San.

Well... since Kurumi is back, it's time to tell her about this. After all, if we want this to happen quickly, Kurumi's power is indispensable... It's just right, I can meet Honjo Niya again.

Having made up his mind, Zhao Si put away the star sand, stood up and walked out the door.

Chapter 286 Main Article II

"Oh my, not bad, this kid is pretty quick."

Sensing that the small amount of aura he left on Zhao Si was eliminated, the Red Warrior said in surprise.

Although it was just a trace of aura attached to his weapon, it was eliminated by Zhao Si in just a few days. It must be something.

But after changing his mind, the Red Warrior started laughing.

That's right, if it takes a lot of effort to get something as small as this, then when other things are revealed, there's no point in playing with this kid.

You little bastard, do you really think my martial arts skills are so easy to obtain?

The Red Warrior grinned, feeling very happy.

Sitting opposite the Red Warrior, the old Taoist raised his teacup and took a sip.

"It's almost time. Get ready. It's time for you to go."