The entrance of the spring water felt clear and sweet, and there seemed to be nothing special about it, but soon, a hot current surged all over the body, as if every muscle and every pore were stretched. And a mysterious force quietly condensed in the body and dispersed throughout the body.
Seeing that the spring water was still mild and there was nothing wrong with it, Mu Hanyan simply drank all the spring water in the cup in one gulp. Immediately, the meridians and bones all over his body seemed to be on fire, and Mu Hanyan could even feel his cheeks burning hot, and that strength was constantly improving.
This power is so pure and so huge that Mu Hanyan can feel that even without the assistance of strength or priestly magic, this power will never be lower than the fifth level of a swordsman.
However, as her strength increased, her meridians, bones, and even every muscle in her body were impacted by that huge force, causing tearing pain. There was also a fine layer of sweat on her forehead.
It's no wonder that the blood of the little auspicious beast Qilin's young master almost died. You must know that this spring water is only condensed by the blood of the dragon clan, and the power contained in it is much worse, and it is much gentler in comparison. It made her body feel so painful after more than one pulse cutting and marrow washing, how much strength should she bear to directly swallow the blood of the dragon clan.
It was also fortunate that the little guy was filial and left her the blood that came from the blood of the dragon clan, and the blood he swallowed came from the blood of the giant tortoise, otherwise he would probably die without leaving any residue.
Feeling that she could still bear it, Mu Hanyan poured another glass of spring water and drank it, and then another glass.
After drinking three cups of spring water, Mu Hanyan felt that every bone in his body seemed to be cracked, and the excruciating pain entered his mind, and the increase in strength gradually stopped.
Mu Hanyan knew that this was the limit. One was the limit of her body, and the other was the limit of the spring water. After all, it was only formed by the blood of the dragon clan. , It's like many panacea medicines, when you take the first one, your strength will be greatly improved, and the rest will be completely wasted.
Knowing that drinking any more would only increase the pain, and would not be beneficial to the improvement of strength, Mu Hanyan put away the water bag. Because of the extreme pain, her hands were trembling slightly, and drops of cold sweat continued to flow down her forehead. tumble.
Taking a deep breath, Mu Hanyan slowly closed her eyes. Even though she had been a human being for two lifetimes and experienced a lot of practice, she still couldn't bear the heart-piercing pain, and even felt confused in her mind. This is also her, if it were someone else, even if she didn't explode and die under that huge force, she would have been traumatized by the pain long ago, and her soul would be destroyed.
Mu Hanyan ran the Shenwu Soul Refining Art over and over again, keeping her mind focused, and the pain on her body gradually disappeared.
Everyone looked at her nervously, but they didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing her and causing any accidents.
"My lord, are you okay?" After a long time, seeing Mu Hanyan opened his eyes with a long sigh of relief, and his expression became much more relaxed, Mutu asked cautiously.
"I made everyone worry, I'm fine." Seeing the worried expressions on everyone's faces, Mu Hanyan felt a little sorry, and said with a smile.
Mutu heaved a sigh of relief, but there was still some curiosity in his eyes.
Of course, Mu Hanyan knew what he was curious about. Others didn't know the origin of the spring water, but he saw where the spring water came from with his own eyes, and he was responsible for digging out the dragon armor. The little auspicious beast ate it That Blood Orb will be amazing in the future, what effect will Mu Hanyan drink from this spring water
Mu Hanyan himself was also a little curious about this question.
Pulling out the Hanxiao sword again, Mu Hanyan stared at the boulder that was three feet square outside the village.
That pure power flowed through the limbs and bones, and gradually condensed in the long sword, and the Hanxiao sword actually made a desolate buzzing sound.
With a clear whistle, Mu Hanyan slashed towards the boulder. Although he didn't put in the slightest bit of strength, when the long sword cut across the air, the surrounding light twisted, as if a sword had torn apart the space.
"Chi..." the sword flashed by, there was no roaring sound of Shi Po's shock when the energy burst out in the past, only a cold light like lightning fell down.
For a moment, Mu Hanyan's long sword fell, but the surroundings were completely silent. Everyone looked at Mu Hanyan suspiciously, as if there was no movement. Just now when Mu Hanyan slashed out with a sword, and saw the distorted light, everyone thought there would be a lot of movement, but in the end it was a false cut A sword, the boulder also did not respond, isn't it thunder and rain.
"Uh... Master Hanyan's sword is really shocking, let's continue to drink, drink." Mutu's mind is not as rough as it looks on the outside, although he is disappointed, he does not show it, but comforts him. While speaking, he squeezed out a dry smile and walked towards the wine table.
The others were also secretly disappointed and turned around one after another.
"Boom" At this moment, a loud bang suddenly came from behind, and the ground trembled violently.
Everyone froze, turned their heads abruptly, and saw that the huge boulder, which was three feet square, split from it, and fell to the sides with a bang. A thick cloud of smoke also rose into the air, and quickly dissipated in the wind. Looking at the gap, it is as smooth as a mirror.
Everyone was shocked from ear to ear. You must know that these boulders exposed in the wilderness are not so hard as iron, but they are not bad at all. Otherwise, they would have been turned into dust in the wind like a knife. But at this time, it was split in half like tofu, and the crack was as smooth as a mirror.
Only then did everyone realize that Mu Hanyan's sword just now was not thunderous and rainy, but that the sword was too powerful and fast, so that the boulder that was split in half did not break immediately.
What a terrifying sword!
This result shocked Mu Hanyan himself. At the ninth rank of swordsman, Mu Hanyan can be sure that the power of this sword is by no means inferior to that of the ninth rank of swordsman.
Without relying on any strength, nor relying on any priest's magic, just relying on pure strength, he can cast a sword equivalent to the ninth level of a swordsman, which is unimaginable for Mu Hanyan in the past.
However, such power is obviously not something anyone can bear. Just one sword strike made Mu Hanyan feel numb in his arms, and he also felt a little tired. After all, it's just pure strength, and it depends entirely on the consumption of physical strength, unlike strength that can circulate continuously, so it consumes more on the body when it is used.
But no matter what, Mu Hanyan was very excited to have the combat strength equivalent to the ninth level of a swordsman all of a sudden, and he didn't have to worry about exposing his swordsmanship.
The strong sense of powerlessness not long ago made Mu Hanyan realize very clearly that she must become stronger as soon as possible. On this strange continent, if she wants to protect herself and those sincere people who are willing to lose their lives for her, she must quickly improve her strength. She really didn't want to experience that deep sense of powerlessness and self-blame anymore.