After adjusting his breathing for a while, he closed his eyes and gathered the weak power of his primordial spirit to check his body. Most of the injuries this time were "Dao injuries". In his body, there was the destructive power of the heavenly tribulation, the destructive power of space, and the power of karma to devour.
These were the legendary "immortal-level terminal illnesses". They were the most terrifying injuries of the Great Dao and could not be treated with ordinary methods. If it were someone else, even if they had already become a True Immortal, it would probably be difficult to think of a solution.
But who was he? He was Di Shitian who was god-like in the path of medicine. He was the only half-step true immortal in this world who had grasped a trace of the laws of life.
Furthermore, he also had a powerful Chaos Essence Body, an incomparably profound Chaos Essence Immortal Chant, peerless medical skills in the world, and nearly ten thousand years of accumulation.
With all these advantages combined, how could he not be able to treat his injuries? In less than an hour, he had thought of several ways to treat Dao injuries. However, the treatment of Dao injuries could not be rushed. No matter which method it was, it would take a long time to recover.
Moreover, he still lacked heavenly treasures to treat dao injuries. Treasures that could heal Dao injuries were definitely the rarest in the world. Some of them could even be called "divine items". Such a treasure could only be chanced upon by luck. In his memory, there were a few, but whether he could find them depended on his luck.
Luck! Luck!
Luck was very mystical and mysterious, but in such a mysterious world where even the Heavenly Dao had appeared, he had to believe it. He was now a person without any luck. Could he find such a treasure?
The answer was no.
When he thought of this, Di Shitian decided to hide here for a few days. When his body was slightly better, he would look for the children of the heavenly dao who could bring him luck. Although he could not cultivate for the time being, his realm was still there and his horizons were still there. He could still circulate his cultivation technique.
Therefore, his injuries could slowly recover. Immediately, he lowered the Chaos Essence Immortal Chant to the level of a Pseudo Immortal. Then, he silently circulated it and slowly recovered the strength of his body.
"Little brother, what's wrong?" At this moment, a handsome young man in white walked over and asked with concern.
This person was clearly very young and even more beautiful than a woman. His entire body was spotless, like an immortal. However, there was a sense of desolation on his body. His thin figure stood in the snow, giving off an incomparably bleak feeling.
"Little brother? Are you calling me?" Di Shitian raised his head in astonishment. This was the first time he had heard someone call him that. He found it unbelievable. "Could it be that I've become so young after cultivating the Chaos Essence Immortal Body? Looks like I should look in the mirror."
Di Shitian found it funny. Recently, he has had countless opportunities. His cultivation level was getting higher and higher, and he was getting younger and younger. Even he did not know what he had grown into.
However, from the way this young man addressed him, he knew that he must have been ridiculously young recently. This made him feel very novel, and it was difficult for him to adapt for a moment. However, he had an extraordinary temperament. With a thought, he calmly accepted this title.
"Of course, there are very few people here. Other than you, there doesn't seem to be anyone else. Looking at your situation, could it be that you're injured?" The young man smiled. His smile was like a ray of warm sunlight in winter, giving off warmth and a sense of familiarity.
"That's true!" Di Shitian nodded his head. He then shook his head and said, "I am indeed seriously injured, but you can't help me!"
"How could that be? Since I encountered this matter, I naturally have to help." The youth walked forward and helped Di Shitian up from the snow without any explanation. Then, he helped him check his injuries. However, this inspection immediately shocked him. "This… Your injuries are really too serious. It's really hard to imagine how you survived in such a harsh environment."
The youth was shocked to discover that Di Shitian's entire body was covered in injuries. There were dozens of wounds, and they were so deep that his bones could be seen. What was even more serious was that many of his bones had been broken, and his internal organs had been displaced. His entire body was riddled with holes, like a sieve leaking wind.
Anyone would not be able to withstand such a heavy injury, let alone falling into the bone-chilling snow. He really didn't know how this person survived. His expression was still so calm, as if this injury was on someone else.
Could it be that he didn't feel pain? Or was he numb to the pain? Or did he have an incomparably tenacious will? For a moment, the young man thought about many things and was in a daze.
"Hey, Xiao Se, what are you doing? Why aren't you leaving… Eh, why is there another person here!" At this moment, a young man in red emerged from the forest. When he saw the two people in the snow, a very curious expression immediately appeared on his face.
Xiao Se? Upon hearing the red-clothed youth's voice, Di Shitian was stunned and immediately understood their identities.
Xiao Se's real name was Xiao Chuhe, and he was the Prince of Beili Kingdom. He was extremely talented and was once the most popular candidate for the throne. However, later on, because of the rebellion of King Langya, he was demoted by Emperor Mingde. On the way out of Tianqi, his martial arts were crippled by a mysterious expert.
Speaking of which, although this kid was young, he had been through hardships for a long time. No wonder there was a hint of lethargy on his body, giving people the feeling that he was young and mature.
As for the young man in red, since he was on the same path as Xiao Se, he must be the naive and hot-blooded Lei Wujie.
This child came from the Lei Family Fort of the Thunderbolt Hall in Jiangnan. He was the son of Lei Mengsha, one of the three heroes of the Thunder School, and Li Xinyue, the successor of the Sword Tomb. He was now the disciple of Lei Hong.
On the way to Xueyue City, he got to know Xiao Se, and from then on, he embarked on the journey of a young man wielding a sword across the world.
Upon seeing these two people, Di Shitian's heart stirred. Hehe, aren't there two children of the Heavenly Dao in front of me? Just as he was about to look for the children of the Heavenly Dao, the children of the Heavenly Dao came knocking on his door. Someone had really given him a pillow when he was sleepy.
In that case, who could say that he was unlucky?
At this moment, Di Shitian wanted to throw his head back and laugh wildly. So the so-called heavenly dao couldn't control everything either. Of course, these two children of the Heavenly Dao had yet to mature. They could only be said to have some potential to become children of the Heavenly Dao.
But no matter what, the two of them had great luck.
Although they were temporarily at a low point and their lives were a little dark, it was still a hidden dragon in the abyss. There would always be a time when they would soar into the sky. If he could subdue these two people, his situation would definitely change.
"Lei Wujie, quickly come over and help. This little brother is injured!" Just as Di Shitian was deep in thought, the youth called Xiao Se had already turned around and waved at the red-clothed youth.
"Oh, okay!" Lei Wujie responded and then rushed over to help Xiao Se treat Di Shitian's injuries.