Meng Chuan's cave, in the bathing pool.
"My lord, the pool water is already hot." Manager Liu said respectfully.
"Remember, keep burning, don't let the pool water cool down." Meng Chuan ordered, "Okay, you go out."
"Yes." Steward Liu withdrew.
The fire room is connected to the bottom of the bath, and there are also servants dedicated to continuously burning firewood in the fire room to keep the water in the bath warm.
Meng Chuan picked up the yellow gourd placed on the side, unplugged the gourd directly, poured it into the bathtub, and poured a large amount of mixed powder, which was the medicinal materials that had been smashed and mixed long ago. It is specially used to assist in the cultivation of the eighth exercise. After pouring out a gourd, the pool immediately turned from clear to light blue. Meng Chuan brought three more jade bottles from the side, poured out a pill from each bottle, and crushed the pills and sprinkled them in the pool.
"Fortunately, these medicinal materials and elixir can be exchanged in Yuanchu Mountain. It would be a big headache for me to gather them myself." Meng Chuan put away everything with a smile.
Then he took out a black bottle from the open space beside the bath.
Inside this bottle is the Golden Wusha! Meng Chuan stared at the Golden Crow Sha, gently unplugged the plug, inhaled through his nose, the invisible true energy led the evil spirit inside, and saw the golden white evil spirit fly out and enter Meng Chuan's nose.
After absorbing two wisps of evil spirit, Meng Chuan immediately corked the black bottle.
Immediately on the spot, he performed the supporting body training knife technique, guided by the knife intent, to promote the body's absorption. He only felt that his body was scorching hot, even his mind was scorching hot. The power of primordial spirit kept awake and continued to perform the body-refining saber technique. Finally, the two wisps of golden crows in his body were absorbed by the body gradually, and the scorching hot feeling also disappeared. become slight.
"I haven't reached the limit yet, I can continue to refine the evil spirit." Meng Chuan picked up the black bottle again, uncorked the bottle again, and two strands of golden white evil spirit entered the body along the nostrils.
After absorbing all the nine golden crow evil spirits in a bottle, Meng Chuan still hadn't reached his limit, but he didn't dare to continue.
"It's enough to refine a bottle of Golden Wusha at one time. I'm afraid I can't bear it if I swallow too much." Meng Chuan secretly said.
Immediately took off his clothes and immediately entered the bath.
Sitting leaning on the stone wall in the bath, the blazing medicinal power penetrated into the body through the skin, penetrated into the muscles, bones and muscles, and gradually attracted the 'Golden Wusha' that had just been swallowed, promoting the Jinwusha to fully integrate into the body.
In fact, the blazing and violent 'Golden Wusha' of Zhiyang Zhigang had already begun to destroy the body after being swallowed, but the tiny tissues inside the body were directly killed, and the pain was not transmitted. A bottle of Jinwusha only has nine wisps of evil energy... It is recorded in the book that if absorbed into the body at one time, the damage to Qi Lian's body can be caused, at most serious injuries can't kill anyone.
If you swallow too much, your body will really collapse completely.
The medicinal power of the bath penetrated into the body, but nourished those damaged places.
One destroyed, one restored.
Meng Chuan only felt that there were countless little ants inside his body biting his bone marrow and his flesh and blood. The pain made his body twitch involuntarily, the skin all over his body was flushed, and the blood vessels were prominent. The pain flooded Meng Chuan almost instantly. into the mouth.
Biting the towel, he grunted in pain.
"Hold it, hold it back." Meng Chuan said silently in his heart, "It's just pain, so what is it?"
If you don't use medicated baths to assist your cultivation, many parts of your body will be necrotic. Although you don't feel much pain, do you need treatment? At the beginning of Yuan Dynasty, it took a lot of money to cure it, and it took half a year to fully recover. Half a year after absorbing a bottle of Golden Wusha? And the eighth refinement needs to absorb a full 120 bottles of Golden Wusha, it is impossible for anyone to spend sixty years on the eighth refinement.
The only way to practice the eighth practice is to use medicinal baths. Although the pain is extremely painful, it can minimize the damage and continue to heal the wounds. You will be alive and well the next day.
"Hold it."
"Hold it." Meng Chuan bit the towel, and gripped the bathtub even harder with both hands. His fingers scratched marks on the stone wall, and his fingernails were broken, and blood flowed into the pool water.
He recalled the scenes of the demon clan's invasion of Dongning Mansion.
Parents protect their children with their lives, but they are still all slaughtered.
In order to protect the younger generation of the family, the third elder stood in front and was killed by the monster.
Facing the Yaozu, the entire Lieyang Daoyuan was on the verge of collapse.
Only strength!
Only strength can kill the demon clan and save people.
"I want to become stronger!"
"What is this little pain? Rather than being helpless at that time, rather than suffering and regretting... I would rather suffer more in Yuanchu Mountain. I want to make myself stronger! The stronger the better! Pain? Come on, let's make it more painful! There was madness in Meng Chuan's eyes, and he bit the towel with his teeth, and blood stains appeared on the towel.
…
At night, Tian Xinghou was teaching.
Liu Qiyue and other six disciples were listening carefully.
"Baiyi, Fuchang, Qian Yu." Tian Xinghou yelled coldly, "The three of you are about to pass through the Nine Profound Cave, and after passing through the Nine Profound Cave, you will go down the mountain and enter the battlefield! And the three of you are on Yuanchu Mountain It should be because I stayed for too long, was too comfortable, satisfied with my own slight progress, and didn't want to make myself stronger at all!"
Bai Yi and the other three disciples of gods and demons trembled when they heard this.
"The disciple also cultivates with heart in private." Bai Yi said immediately.
"Students too." Fu Chang and Qian Yu said.
"Really? As far as I know, you are now more focused on making friends, showing off your bow and arrow skills at Dao seminars, and hosting banquets for many disciples of gods and demons in their respective caves every now and then," Tian Xinghou said. .
Fu Chang respectfully said: "Master, we should go down the mountain within a year, and we will fight side by side with other gods and demons after we go down the mountain, so get acquainted with each other in advance and learn from each other, so that we can adapt in the future."
"Still stubborn."
Tian Xinghou said coldly, "Do you know that you are practicing peacefully in Yuanchu Mountain, while many gods and demons are fighting everywhere at the foot of the mountain! Even those mortals who have reached the age of 20 are doing their best to serve in the military. You are on the mountain , but began to indulge yourself, do you feel ashamed?"
The three disciples didn't dare to say anything. They only started to indulge recently. After all, they were close to going down the mountain, and it was very difficult for them to improve their strength. At this time, they started to make friends with each other by relying on their status as "Gods, Demons and Archers". Their strength is among the top group of disciples who have not gone down the mountain. If they invite other disciples, other disciples will also be flattered and willing to attend the meeting.
After all, other people are also willing to make friends with powerful gods, demons and archers.
"There is a new disciple named Meng Chuan." Tian Xinghou said.
Liu Qiyue was shocked.
The other five disciples of gods and demons listened obediently.
Tian Xinghou continued: "He has attained the Seventh Refinement of the Thunderbolt Destroyer Demon Physique, which can be regarded as a super-grade God Demon Physique. He has also practiced the black iron heavenly script. Among the more than 200 disciples now, except for Xue Feng and Xiao Yun Months away, the third person who has cultivated the super-grade god-devil body and black iron heavenly scriptures, but he never showed off, nor entertained all parties, but continued to practice the crazier eighth training."
"What?" Bai Yi, Qian Yu and other disciples of gods and demons were all surprised.
Trained into a super god and demon body? The black iron heavenly scriptures? They hadn't heard of this matter at all, and there was no wind at all.
But Tian Xinghou continued: "He practiced swords for four hours a day, and the eighth practice of the god-devil body was extremely painful, but he was like this every day."
"Compared with him, do you feel ashamed? You show off with a little archery. He has only gone up the mountain for more than half a year, and you don't show off your super-grade gods and demons, and the black iron heavenly scriptures. You show off with a little archery? Are you entertaining the Quartet every now and then? When you entertain the Quartet, others are getting stronger!"
Several disciples of gods and demons bowed their heads and listened obediently, but Liu Qiyue felt proud in her heart.
"Every time you improve your strength now, in the future on the battlefield, you may be able to kill one more demon king, save one more companion of the gods and demons, and you are more likely to save your own lives!" Tian Xinghou said angrily, "On the battlefield , now that you are making friends with all directions, it is useless. What is useful is the arrows in your hands! You are master archers, gods and devils! Don't make me, a master, feel ashamed!"
"Yes." None of them dared to say anything.
…
After the lecture is over.
Liu Qiyue hurried back to Jingming Peak with some excitement.
"A Chuan, A Chuan." Liu Qiyue wanted to share with Meng Chuan, telling Meng Chuan what his master 'Tian Xinghou' said today.
"My lord is taking a medicinal bath." Manager Liu said respectfully.
"Medicated bath?"
Liu Qiyue nodded slightly, she quietly came outside the bath room, gently pushed open the door, and looked inside through the door. When she was in Jinghu Meng's Mansion, Meng Chuan also used medicinal baths frequently, and she was used to it.
At a glance.
The smile on her face disappeared, and she stared blankly.
At this moment, Meng Chuan was biting the towel, grabbing into the stone wall next to him with both hands, his fingernails were scratched, and there was blood. His whole body trembled slightly, staring at the pool water in front of him. Suddenly he raised his head and tried to squeeze out a smile, but the smile was a little distorted.
"Achuan, you continue to practice." Liu Qiyue even closed the door, but her face turned pale.
She cares about Meng Chuan, so she has also read some introductions about the cultivation of the Thunderbolt Demon Body. She knows that practicing the eighth practice will be very painful, but she has never seen it with her own eyes, but the scene she saw just now... Let her understand that Meng Chuan is going through What a pain.
At this moment, Liu Qiyue only hated herself for being powerless and unable to alleviate Achuan's pain.