Chapter 19 Chapter 19 Brutal Training

In the early morning, a thin white mist enveloped the top of the back mountain, and it lingered for a long time. When the breeze blew, it suddenly brought a muffled sound of physical contact. In a hidden grove on the top of the back mountain, Xiao Yan's feet were inserted into the soil like tree stumps, his toes were firmly pressed against the ground, his teeth were clenched, and cold sweat was streaming down his forehead. Cyan bruises are densely covered on it. Behind Xiao Yan, Yao Lao, who had turned into a soul state, was sitting cross-legged on a boulder. At this time, he was looking at Xiao Yan who gritted his teeth and persisted solemnly, and waved his palm lightly.

With the waving of Yao Lao's palm, the air fluctuated slightly, and a burst of light red fighting spirit shot out from Yao Lao's palm, and finally, like a whip, it hit Xiao Yan's shoulder heavily, leaving behind a trail immediately. Long blue bruises. The corners of his mouth trembled violently, and he took a breath of cold air between his teeth. Xiao Yan felt that his shoulders suddenly went numb, and bursts of burning pain pierced into his heart. Under this severe pain, Xiao Yan was Even the toes were a little weak, and I almost couldn't help but fell down... After the severe pain, it was the meager Dou Qi rushing through the body. Stimulated by the pain, the Dou Qi seemed to be more energetic than usual, flowing cheerfully through the veins and acupuncture points on the shoulders, feeling warm and cool , slowly infiltrated into the skeletal muscles, and quietly strengthened...

"Again!" Waiting until the pain in his shoulders gradually faded, Xiao Yan's immature face was full of persistence and stubbornness, and he gritted his teeth. Looking at Xiao Yan who gritted his teeth and insisted on attacking, Yao Lao squeezed out a gratified smile on his withered old face, nodded slightly, and in the palm of his hand, the pale red fighting spirit shot out again. "Bang, bang, bang..." In the small woods, one after another muffled noises and low hums mixed with painful sounds came one after another... Yao Lao's strikes were extremely measured, each attack just reached the critical point that Xiao Yan's current body could bear, so that Xiao Yan would not be seriously injured, but it could also bring him real pain.

Xiao Yan's little face was almost distorted in pain from the piercing pain of fighting qi hitting his body. On the body, with the waving of Yao Lao's palm, more and more bruises... "Bang!" Another shot of battle energy was shot out, Xiao Yan, who was like a wooden stake, finally reached the limit he could bear, his legs went limp, and he collapsed from strength. After panting violently for a while, Xiao Yan wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, raised his head, and smiled with difficulty, "Teacher, how are you?" "Very good, I have received eighty-four vindictive lashes today, which is much better than the nine times a month and a half ago..." Yao Lao nodded with a smile on his face, and there was an imperceptible exclamation in his old eyes In the past one and a half months, Xiao Yan's tenacity has exceeded his expectations. For example, today, he thought that Xiao Yan's limit was already 70 times, but the latter persisted until the first Eighty-four times, this really made him have to sigh the patience of this little guy.

Hearing Yao Lao's words, Xiao Yan heaved a sigh of relief, sat on the muddy ground and rested for a long time. After his body regained consciousness, he slowly got up and took the stone from the side. Take off your clothes and put them on. When dressing, the cool cloth touched the bruises, which naturally caused Xiao Yan to grin his teeth in pain. The transparent body twisted, and the aging of the medicine turned into light that flashed into the black ring, leaving behind a sentence of concern that has been said many times: "Hurry up and soak your body with the foundation building liquid, otherwise the remaining blood in your body will Make you seriously injured!"

Nodding clearly, Xiao Yan, who had put on his clothes and trousers, walked slowly down the back hill. Back in the hut, Xiao Yan, who could no longer bear the pain, quickly closed the doors and windows, then took off his clothes again, and jumped into the wooden basin filled with blue liquid... The cold green water was stained with bruises on his skin, Xiao Yan immediately took a few deep breaths of cool air comfortably, the feeling of being in a celestial state made him slowly close his eyes as if enjoying himself, straightening up Lying in the tub, motionless. Xiao Yan leaned softly on the edge of the wooden tub, his rapid breathing gradually became steady, and at the end, a low snoring sound could be heard vaguely from his nose. After experiencing a painful torture, Xiao Yan Finally, unable to bear the exhaustion both mentally and physically, he fell into a deep sleep.

During Xiao Yan's deep sleep, the cyan liquid swayed slightly, traces of faint gentle energy, along the slightly opened pores all over Xiao Yan's body, quietly penetrated into his body, washing away those hideous bruises, and at the same time , and constantly add vitality and continuous strengthening to the body that has reached its limit... The deep sleep continues, and the strengthening is also carried out unconsciously. While strengthening and repairing Xiao Yan's body, the blue water in the wooden basin was actually gradually becoming thinner. Obviously, the medicinal power contained in the water was about to be squandered by Xiao Yan.

I don't know how long this sleep lasted, Xiao Yan only remembered that when he woke up, the scorching sunlight had already illuminated the room extremely brightly. Stretching lazily, the bones all over his body suddenly crackled, he raised his head, and felt the indescribable vitality and fullness all over his body, Xiao Yan couldn't help but lose his voice: "It's so cool!" Standing up from the wooden basin, Xiao Yan was taken aback for a moment. He found that the blue water in the basin had completely turned into crystal clear water. "Has the power of the medicine been absorbed?" Touching his nose, Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly, suddenly seemed to think of something, and slowly closed his eyes with some joy, carefully sensing the state of Dou Qi in his body.

After a while, Xiao Yan opened his eyes, clasped his palms slightly, and could not conceal his surprise in his soft laughter: "Finally the fifth level of Dou Qi!"