Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Bloodthirsty Pill
"Boom! boom!"
The constant sound of crashing echoed in the small valley, and the moist water completely isolated the heat from the outside world and the space here.
Next to the silver dragon-like waterfall, a figure was bare-chested, gritting its teeth, and the blood-colored long stick in his hand emitted a dazzling red glow, slamming into the boulder in front of the figure.
"Bump!"
The loud noise was heard again, but it was quickly drowned out by the roar of the waterfall. Falling to the ground with a detached strength, the figure let out a violent gasp sound, and his eyes looked at the blue sky a little blankly, which he didn't know how many times he had exhausted his physical strength.
The figure is naturally Chen Moyang, every time he uses the coiling dragon stick method, it will consume a lot of his physical strength and spiritual power, and his arms are numb under the huge reaction force, and he no longer wants to lift them, but the bluestone he must break is still unscathed, and some are only cracks in the corners that are smashed.
Tightening his teeth, Chen Moyang crawled towards the lake with great difficulty, and when his head touched the cool lake water, the signal of severe water shortage in his body made him swallow it in a big gulp, completely losing the youthful appearance when he first entered this space.
"No, let's eat something!" A fragrant grilled fish that had been grilled was handed over from behind him and raised in front of Chen Moyang's eyes.
"Goo!" Smelling the tempting aroma, Chen Moyang opened his eyes with great difficulty, his stomach screamed a few times, raised his weak hands, picked up the grilled fish and devoured it, completely ignoring the dark thorns under the fish.
Looking at the young man's appearance, the old face of the misty spirit smiled, and said softly: "It's not bad, it's faster than I expected, and I can already break a corner of the bluestone in just one week." ”
Swallowing the food in his mouth hard, Chen Moyang wiped the greasy on his mouth, and looked at the old man suspiciously, "Old man, tell me the truth, have you done anything on this bluestone!"
It's no wonder that Chen Moyang has this suspicion, when he learned to break a thousand catties before, he smashed the half-zhang high bluestone with one punch, although this bluestone is even larger, but it is not as good as the ground-level martial arts just break a corner of it.
"Ahem, that Mo Yang, how can you doubt your master and me so much, there's nothing!" Wu Ling smiled awkwardly, his old face unconsciously lowered slightly, and he didn't dare to look directly into the young man's eyes.
Seeing the old man's appearance, if he still doesn't understand, Chen Moyang's IQ can really only be called imbecile, "Damn, old man, you really have a ghost!"
"What's the matter, I'm not doing this for your good, I'm just using my spiritual power to set up a barrier on the surface of the bluestone, as long as you can break through my barrier, you can naturally use the Coiling Dragon Stick Method preliminarily. Wu Ling rolled his eyes, no longer concealed it, and told the truth, without waiting for Chen Moyang to shout, he hurriedly continued.
"Stinky boy, let me tell you, although your progress is impressive, there are still three weeks before your spirit beast hunting competition, and at your current speed, it is still far from enough!"
Frowning, Chen Moyang didn't answer, he knew that this cheap master must have come up with some kind of method.
"Of course, for the sake of you, a precious apprentice, I can only take out the treasure that I have treasured for many years!" Sure enough, the fog spirit opened his mouth with a smile, and then with a wave of his palm, a white porcelain jade bottle suddenly appeared in the palm.
"Baby!What baby?!Ten Great Tonic Pills!" Looking at the small white porcelain bottle, Chen Moyang's eyes glowed with a burning light, staring closely at the small object in the old man's hand.
"What do you think, this thing is called "Bloodthirsty Pill"! After eating, it can make your body unconscious, you will not feel any pain, and it can also promote your absorption of spiritual power from the outside world. The misty spirit raised his eyebrows with a wicked smile, "What, try?"
Nodding with some suspicion, Chen Moyang took the porcelain bottle from the old man's hand, pulled out the wooden cork, and took a closer look, a few red pills were lying quietly at the bottom of the bottle, exuding a slightly tempting medicinal fragrance.
Slowly pour out a pill and put it in your mouth, the pill melts in your mouth, a pure medicinal power enters the abdomen, the whole body emits a faint heat, the original soreness gradually fades, and the dried meridians in the body seem to introduce a clear spring, and once again glow with majestic vitality.
Feeling his body full of strength again, Chen Moyang jumped up, clenched his fists, let out a low shout, pulled out the blood phoenix stick behind him again, nodded towards the fog spirit, and raised the stick again to slash it.
"Boy, don't blame the master later!" Misty Spirit shook his eyebrows, straightened his face, and carefully observed the progress of the young man.
The effect of the Bloodthirsty Pill was surprisingly good, Chen Moyang didn't feel the slightest pain, and the speed of the Spirit Determination was much faster than usual, quickly replenishing the spiritual energy consumed in his body.
Once again, he used a dragon to go to sea, and Chen Moyang just wanted to continue training, when a strong hot feeling suddenly came from his body.
"Ahh
The unbearable pain made Chen Moyang roar, throwing away the blood phoenix stick in his hand, at this time, his eyes were bloodshot, the surface of his skin was like a fire, and a faint heat continued to emanate from it, Chen Moyang's arm, the green tendons burst out, and his fist pounded the ground hard, trying to vent the pain.
"This is the side effect of the Bloodthirsty Pill, once the effect of the medicine has passed, the whole body is like a fire, and the pain is unbearable!" The mist spirit floated gently in front of the young man, looking at the pair of blood-red eyes, and his heart was a little unbearable.
The severe pain lasted for more than ten minutes before slowly dissipating, Chen Moyang gasped violently, his pupils widened, his pants were soaked with cold sweat, and his arms were still twitching unconsciously.
"Rub, old man, why didn't you say it earlier!" Chen Moyang looked at the small porcelain bottle in front of him with fear, the pain just now made him a little worse than death, and then he thought of his cheap master, and couldn't help but scold.
Wu Ling waved his hand helplessly, and said lightly: "You didn't ask me again!" After speaking, a trace of appreciation flashed in his eyes, after all, even he was surprised by the young man's perseverance.
"This bloodthirsty pill... It's terrifying!" patting his chest with palpitations, Chen Moyang muttered, feeling his body gradually regaining consciousness, his gaze turned to the old man, "I still want to use this thing to cultivate?!"
Shrugging his shoulders, the fog spirit said lightly: "You feel the changes in your body first!"
Chen Moyang immediately closed his eyes when he heard this, his mind sensed the situation in his body, and he only felt that the meridians seemed to be wider than the middle, and the aura flowing in them was more vigorous, although this change was very subtle, but Chen Moyang still sensed it.
"Understood?!Also, don't blame me for not reminding you, you can't afford your time, your parents' hatred, and that little girl, you have to get stronger, and you can't stop for a moment!" said the fog spirit's face was slightly serious.
Slightly silent, Chen Moyang gritted his teeth, "I know, damn! That's it, Lao Tzu fights!"
Hearing the young man's answer, the smile on the fog spirit's face was even bigger, as if it was not surprising that he would make this choice, with Chen Moyang's temperament and perseverance, this kind of thing, as long as the words stimulated.
Pouring a pill into his mouth again, Chen Moyang's body trembled a little, as if he remembered the pain before, and then immediately picked up the blood phoenix stick, his little face showed a touch of perseverance, and all the aura in his body was vented, releasing the long-held mood.
"Ahh
......
The two weeks were quickly spent under Chen Moyang's focused cultivation and the intense pain, and in the end, Chen Moyang was already a little numb to this pain, and every time he was like a dead fish, he didn't let out a trace of pain, and the appreciation in the fog spirit's eyes became more and more vigorous.
Slowly pouring the last "Bloodthirsty Pill" into his mouth, Chen Moyang looked at the several empty porcelain bottles under his feet, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, who knows how much pain he has endured during this time.
Looking at the bluestone that had cracked several corners, a trace of gloom flashed in Chen Moyang's eyes, and he spat fiercely to the side, clenching the blood phoenix stick in his hand.
The eyes slowly closed, the breathing slowly slowed down under the adjustment, and quietly felt the blood-colored long stick in his hand, the old man said, the blood phoenix stick has a spirit, so can you hear my voice, it has been so long, you must be aggrieved, this time, let us work together to smash the obstacles in front of you!
Chen Moyang muttered softly in his mouth, his eyes suddenly opened, and a blood-colored light flashed in one of them, feeling the aura in his body constantly surging towards the long stick in his hand, he snorted, kicked his feet, jumped into the air, clenched his hands, and a perfect arc was displayed with the cooperation of the human stick, hitting the indestructible bluestone.
"There it is!" Seeing this, a smile appeared on the corner of the fog spirit's mouth, a little excited.
"The second form of the coiling dragon stick method, the phoenix strikes the sky!"
The blood-colored light was accompanied by the young man's roar, and the unparalleled momentum burst out from Chen Moyang's body, with a strong wind whistle, the blood-colored long stick slashed fiercely at the target.
"Bang!"
Finally, the sound of cracking, which had never appeared before, sounded clearly in this space, and under the tremendous force, the bluestone that had seemed solid before suddenly exploded.
"Hahahaha!"
"Master, I finally succeeded!"
Chen Moyang looked at the scene he had created, he was slightly stunned, and then he reacted suddenly, laughing arrogantly, if there were others present, it was estimated that he would think that this was a neurosis.
Wu Ling looked at this scene with relief, and before he was ready to speak, the young man's face turned white, and he climbed down silently, his body trembling slightly, and then he remembered that the side effects of the Bloodthirsty Pill appeared again.
Although his body was suffering from severe pain, the resolute little face was still smiling, and he could finally go out.
Ten minutes later, Chen Moyang slowly got up from the ground with a bright smile on his face. "Yes, the stinky boy didn't corrupt the physique of the spirit. The mist spirit stepped forward and gently wiped the fine beads of sweat on the young man's forehead with his spiritual power.
Picking up the blood phoenix stick, he held it tightly in his hand, and the black stripes on the stick flashed red slightly. With a faint smile, Chen Moyang slowly inserted it behind him.
"So, start now, I'm sorry, freshmen, I'm going to start robbing!"