"Fuck! Is this old guy crazy hungry and wants to cook zombie soup? This... is this too perverted?"
Looking at the boiling "porridge", Zhang Yang was startled, turned around and wanted to run away regardless of everything on the spot.
Elder Fang waved his hand, a yellow light flashed, and the surrounding air froze. Zhang Yang found that his body was imprisoned, and even lifting his fingers became a luxury.
Zhang Yang stared angrily, with sharp teeth protruding, and a ferocious face, staring straight at Mr. Fang.
"Hahaha..." Mr. Fang laughed heartily, "Don't get me wrong, this is the medicinal soup I prepared for you to temper your body. I use the precious Yin-cold attribute spirit grass that I have accumulated over the years. Plus the common medicinal herbs you collected recently as auxiliary ingredients... Even if ordinary people want to get a little bit of it, they have no chance."
Fang Laoer waved his sleeve robe as he spoke.
Plop!
Zhang Yang had already moved sideways and fell into the muddy pit.
Woo!
The moment he fell into it, Zhang Yang felt his skin was hot, as if being scorched by the sun, and immediately couldn't help but growl.
Zombies don't feel pain, but the boiling mud gave Zhang Yang such great pain, one can imagine the strangeness.
Zizizi—
Zhang Yang's skin seemed to be fried, and small bubbles appeared one after another.
Woohoo!
The great pain made Zhang Yang almost pass out, but the immobilized body couldn't even move.
Old Fang stood on the edge of the pit, watching the scene with a smile, and nodded from time to time, as if he was very satisfied with the effect.
And so, the pain continued.
A stick of incense time has passed...
half an hour passed...
An hour has passed...
Old Fang saw that there was nothing wrong with it, he lost interest long ago, and began to meditate on the side to recuperate.
Zhang Yang felt that his spirit was going to be numb. From the pain at the beginning, he gradually began to feel less pain.
At this time, Zhang Yang's feeling of the boiling slurry also began to change, it was no longer the kind of scorching needles, but extremely cold.
The "thin soup" that looks boiling to the naked eye, but the temperature seems to be extremely low.
Zhang Yang's consciousness gradually recovered, and he also began to gradually understand that it was not the "heat" that caused him so much pain, but because the yin and cold power contained in the boiling mud was so violent that his body and skin If you can't bear it for a while, it will cause the illusion of "burning heat".
For example, it is as if you hold a piece of cold ice suddenly with your warm hand. At the moment you hold it, the signal reflected from the nerves in your hand to your brain cannot tell whether it is cold or hot.
But now the cold power contained in the "thin mud" is many times stronger than that of ice cubes, and it is extremely violent, so Zhang Yang created this illusion.
The slurry, which looked boiling to the naked eye, turned into an air current and entered the body, but it was extremely cold... This experience of ice and fire made Zhang Yang want to live and die.
The violent yin and cold power entered his body, and Zhang Yang's whole body cells were stimulated, and they were countless times more active than usual. One or two were like hungry wolves, opening their mouths wide and devouring frantically.
The pit is full of slurry, and the strong cold power is getting weaker and weaker. The black that was originally as thick as ink also began to become lighter.
Gradually, Zhang Yang began to calm down and began to enjoy the process.
"Huh?"
Elder Fang next to him suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the puddle full of slurry with an incredulous expression on his face.
"How is this possible? How is this possible?"
"This... This is the cold yin body quenching soup that I spent a 300-year-old Frozen Cloud Grass as the main medicine! This... It's only been an hour, and the medicinal power will be absorbed?"
Old Fang was shocked at first, and then overjoyed.
"Okay! Great! The more perverted this guy is, the stronger I will be in the future... Hahaha!"
Old Fang looked at Zhang Yang in the pit, as if he was looking at a naked beauty, his eyes were full of fiery light.
"If I had known this, I would have strengthened the medicine! Hahaha..."
Don't mention the pride in Fang Lao'er's heart. Originally, I wanted to make do with it out of desperation, but unexpectedly, I found a treasure.
At this time, Zhang Yang was completely immersed in absorbing the Yin and cold power of the medicine soup, and he knew nothing about the outside world.
Having survived the initial pain, Zhang Yang felt as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring.
That trace of yin and cold power is enough to be fatal to ordinary people, but to Zhang Yang, it is a great enjoyment.
breathe!
breathe!
Devour!
Devour!
This is Zhang Yang's only thought at the moment. The exercises in "Taiyin Shape Refining·Body Refining Chapter" run extremely fast, and every cell in the body is breathing freely.
Another hour has passed...
Two hours have passed...
Three hours have passed...
From the extreme pain at the beginning to the incomparable comfort... Zhang Yang's mental strength was almost exhausted, and he gradually fell into a deep sleep.
…
Crash!
Accompanied by Shui Sheng, Zhang Yang only felt his body rise into the air, and suddenly he woke up.
Boom!
call!
Just after falling to the ground, Zhang Yang's body was already like a plank, and he stood up without bending.
"Hahaha! How do you feel?" Fang Laoer asked with a smile.
Looking down, Zhang Yang saw that his whole body seemed to have been scalded by boiling water. The skin that was originally like the cuticle was "burned" by the violent cold force and was opened. It looks even more hideous and terrifying, but also extremely ugly.
A sticky, dark substance on the surface of the body.
Zhang Yang knows that these are not brought out from the "mud" sticking to the body, but secreted from the body. This is the impurity that is excreted from the body under the stimulation of the medicinal power of the yin-cold serum.
After this tempering, not only did his body cells absorb a large amount of yin and cold power, but also many impurities in his body were expelled, making his body more pure and stronger.
Zhang Yang waved his arm, feeling the power surging in his body, he couldn't help being extremely happy.
Looking back at the mud in the big pit, the color has faded, and it is not boiling like it was at the beginning.
"Hey, I thought it would take nine days to absorb the cold yin quenching body soup, but I didn't expect that you could completely absorb the yin and cold power in it in just one day. Could it be that you have had any adventures? "
Old Fang looked Zhang Yang up and down, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.
Of course Zhang Yang knew that all of this was thanks to "Taiyin Refining Shape". Usually, he practiced "Taiyin Refining Shape" exercises hard, and his body cells were already extremely active, as if he could breathe. It is naturally extremely fast.
Looking at Old Fang's excitement, it didn't seem like a fake at all, it was definitely from the heart.
Zhang Yang couldn't help being a little puzzled, could it be that he was really overthinking? Or, Mr. Fang really wanted to be his successor because he didn't have much lifespan.
It's just... Zhang Yang always felt uneasy.
This old man Fang, why is he looking at him so strangely? It's as if he is not a person, but a rare commodity.
There is also the look of greed and longing, which often flashes away in Fang Laoer's eyes.
wrong!
There must be something wrong!
Zhang Yang shivered, and couldn't help being a little horrified, but finally decided to trust his intuition. On the surface, he pretended to be grateful to the old man, but in his heart he was extremely vigilant.
"Well, very good! It seems that the effect of this cold yin body quenching soup is not bad. Although I don't have ice cloud grass here, there are still a few precious spirit herbs with other yin and cold attributes. It is not good to use it as the main medicine No problem. Next, you have to collect it with your heart, gather enough supplementary medicine as soon as possible, and we will refine it a few times, and your body will become stronger and stronger, hahaha... "
Old Fang smiled very happily, his expression seemed to be happier than his own son's promotion.
Zhang Yang felt uneasy in his heart, and his expression remained calm.