Chapter Ninety-Three: The Bottleneck

"I see. ”

Jun Sai had an epiphany, and said: "Since I have just practiced a turn of thunder, when I deploy thunder in the future, I will not need to guide thunder." ”

"This, the nine turns of thunder are really wonderful. ”

Jun Sai felt that after the cultivation was completed, although the results were good, but next, Jun Sai had to accept the pain after the joy.

The pain of tearing the flesh open.....

"Shhh..... Ah.....h

"My back hurts!"

The pain poured into his brain like a tidal wave, and Jun Sai's spirit was exhausted at this time.

As soon as his eyes were dark, at the moment when he closed his eyes, he vaguely saw Miao Xian'er reaching out to pull him, and shouted, "Brother Sacrifice, Brother Sacrifice"

Jun Sai's brain went blank in an instant, and his body fell into a waterhole at the bottom of the mountain stream.

He fainted.

......

When the Monarch Sacrifice woke up again, it was already the fourth day of the small world.

"Ahem, cough, cough"

When Jun Sai woke up, Miao Xian'er beside him was picking some fruits that could be eaten.

Miao Xian'er saw that Jun Xian woke up, and helped him up, "Brother Sai, you are awake." ”

Jun Sai felt his throat very dry and asked, "Is there any water?"

"Give"

Jun Sai picked up a small bottle and drank it all before quenching his thirst.

"Xian'er, I've been sleeping for a few days. Jun Sai asked.

"It's been four days, and if you count it outside, it's just over two hours. ”

When the priest heard this, he got up violently. It was only then that I realized that my back had healed.

"My injury, alright?"

Miao Xian'er said: "It was the old-timers who healed you, and it cost him a lot of soul power, and now he goes back to sleep." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the sky darkened again.

The king will go to the top of the mountain stream.

"Brother Sacrifice, do you still want to go?" Miao Xian'er was distressed for Jun Sai. He witnessed the wound on Jun Sai's back, which was already scorched, and the flesh turned outward, and the blood flowed incessantly.

"Hmm. ”

Jun Sai nodded heavily, "I want to be stronger to better protect you." He smiled and turned to walk towards the mountain stream.

"Brother Sacrifice...."

Looking at the back of Jun Sai leaving, Miao Xian'er said: "I also want to become stronger, I want to guard your back."

"Boom"

Thunder rolled in the clouds. Thunder flashed, frighteningly, and after the strong wind, heavy rain followed.

Jun Sai still sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and used his body to resist the wanton bombardment of the thunder.

It was still nine thunderbolts, and the power was undiminished, and each superimposed damage made the wound that Jun Sacrifice had just healed explode again, and the blood flowed.

"Boom ......"

Jun Sai took a breath and took eight thunderbolts in a row.

"Poof!"

This ninth thunderbolt, in the king's sacrifice to breathe a sigh of effort, came as promised.

Jun Sai's eyes suddenly opened, and he stood up. This time he did not turn his back to the thunder, but shook it head-on, using his chest to force resistance.

Click!

The ninth thunder seemed to have changed, and one thunder turned into three tiny thunderbolts. At the same time, bombarding the heart of the king's sacrifice, the dantian, and the heavenly spirit.

"Ah!!h

The priest cried out in pain.

Not far away, on a tree.

Michito Aoki put his hands behind his back and smiled as Jun Sai was tormented by the thunder.

"Boy, the old man sees that you are not fully trained, and the old man helps you. Maybe you'll thank me. ”

With a wave of his hand, the three thunderbolts were divided into eight more than eight, and the remaining five small thunderbolts bombarded Jun Sai's limbs and back.

"That's right, although I don't know what kind of exercises you are practicing, only in this way can you cultivate the Fa to the point of fruition. Michito Aoki smacked his tongue.

"Ah....., I'm in so much pain....."

Jun Xi's skin was scorched by the thunder, and there were some dark and sticky impurities outside the skin.

Half an hour later.

"Oh, that's good. ”

Aoki Michito has extraordinary eyesight, and he glared, "So quickly, all the impurities in the body are discharged." He nodded with satisfaction and said, "The physique is not bad." ”

Then, with another wave of his hand, the clouds suddenly dispersed.

Once again, the priest fell into the pool.

He fell asleep again. It's just that this time the time of coma has been cut in half, two days in the small world.

......

Two days later.

Jun Sai woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Miao Xian'er.

"Xian'er, how long have I been asleep?" Jun Sai felt that this time he didn't seem to be asleep as long as the last time, and couldn't help but ask.

"Two days"

When Jun Sai heard this, his heart was happy, "Sure enough, my body began to adapt to the attack of the thunder. The corners of his mouth laughed involuntarily.

"Brother Sacrifice" Miao Xian'er smiled when she saw Jun Sai, and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Jun Sai said happily: "Xian'er, the exercises I have cultivated are about to become the bottleneck that I have already spied on the first turn of 'Thunder Movement', and my strength has improved by one point. ”

"Congratulations to Brother Sacrifice" Miao Xian'er's face was also full of joy.

Call!

A gentle breeze blows.

Michito Aoki suddenly appeared in front of the two.

"Seniors"

"Seniors"

The two said respectfully.

"Hmph, I know I'm happy, why don't you ask me?" Aoki Daoren pretended to be angry, and said slightly angrily: "Little guy, if it weren't for the old man dividing the three thunder paths into eight paths and slowly introducing them into your body, do you think the thunder qi in your current dantian would be so strong? Do you think you would wake up so quickly?"

Three thunders divide into eight thunders?

The scene of that day suddenly came to Jun Sai's mind. These eight small thunderbolts were scattered in eight parts, allowing them to truly complete the process of guiding the thunder and quenching the body. The strength of the flesh has long been incomparable, and it is simply a qualitative leap.

"Come and see, little one," Michito Aoki pointed to the waterhole at the bottom of the mountain stream.

When Jun Sai saw it, he immediately understood.

The pool, which used to be crystal clear, is now black.

"Little guy, do you know how much effort I wasted in order to completely expel the impurities of your physique?

Jun Sai clenched his fists, knelt down and thanked: "Seniors, help the kindness of the younger generations." The younger generation has nothing to repay. If the seniors have any requirements, just mention them, and if they are within the scope of the royal sacrifice, they must go all out. ”

Aoki Daoren looked at the sincerity of the Jun Sai, and was quite satisfied with the character of the Jun Sai, pretending to be reluctant, and said, "Okay, okay, you owe me a personal favor." As for how you're going to repay me, I haven't figured it out yet, so you won't leave anyway. I'll tell you when I've got it figured out. ”

Miao Xian'er stepped forward and thanked Jun Sai: "Thank you, senior." ”

Aoki Daoren looked at Miao Xian'er, swallowed his saliva wildly, rubbed his palms together, and pleaded weakly: "Female baby"

"Bah, Bah, Bah"

"Miss Xian'er, see if you have taken out the good things. Aoki Michito's eyebrows were raised, and his eyes wandered on Miao Xian'er's ring.

"That's fine!"

Miao Xian'er took off the ring, shook and shook and shook and shook and shook She said, "Then you must ensure that my sacrificial brother's soul is not damaged." Both external and internal wounds must be healed. ”

"That's not a thing, it's all easy to say, it's all easy to say. "Aoki Michito is submissive, his eyes have begun to be obsessed, and his saliva is dripping.

"That's good. ”

Miao Xian'er flickered in her hand, and a dusty jar appeared in her hand, "Senior, then." ”

With a flick, the jar flew out.

Aoki Michito used the power of his soul to catch the altar and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Watching Aoki Michito leave, Jun Sai was curious about why his predecessors were like this, and it seemed that they were like two people before. There were some elders before, but after encountering that altar thing, they became so well-behaved.

Jun Sai set his eyes on Miao Xian'er, "Could it be that Xian'er has cast some secret technique on her predecessors?"

Miao Xian'er looked at Jun Sai looking at herself intently, she couldn't help but be happy in her heart, the corners of her mouth curled up with a smile, and said, "Brother Sai, what do you think I do?"

Jun Sai scratched his head, puzzled but humorous: "I think again, Xian'er's peerless appearance can affect a soul that is more than two hundred years old. ”

"Hehe" Miao Xian'er was very happy to hear it, raised her pink little mouth, playful and pretended to be angry, but her eyes and face could not hide a look of joy, and said: "Brother Sai, you are making fun of Xian'er again." ”

Jun Sai stepped forward with a smile, took her hand, and said, "My soul has already been held in your palm, besides, what I said is just the truth."

The shy little face could no longer hold back the joy, but it became more and more ruddy.

"Alright, alright. Miao Xian'er said: "I know you have a sweet mouth. ”

After a little sweet talk, the two hugged each other.

Under the beautiful wind and sun, a pair of beautiful people stood on the mountain stream, looking at the beauty in the silence of the small world.

"Then tell me now, what tricks did you use to make the old-timers do this and that. Jun Sai still asked curiously.

"A jar of wine" Miao Xian'er stretched out a finger.

"A jar of wine?" Jun Sai was a little incredulous, and the ordinary strong were dignified. Sometimes, some strong people will regard their dignity as more important than their own lives. As the saying goes, "Soldiers can be killed, not humiliated", they will put dignity first. Some strong people, he was born, not on behalf of themselves, but on behalf of the glory of the family or sect to which they belonged.

If someone insults their teacher or family, they will definitely fight with their lives to the end.

Originally, Jun Sai would imagine a strong man in the Earth Venerable Realm to be like this, but now, he was tempted by a jar of wine like this, which made a young man who had never seen the world dare not believe it.

"A soul can also drink?" the king priest was also wondering. Miao Xian'er shook her head, she didn't know either.

She briefly recounted what happened between herself and the old man in the Jun Sacrifice cultivation room.

"There is also an essence in the wine that the soul can absorb, and it can fuel the power of the soul?"

"Senior, I said it myself. Miao Xian'er said.

Jun Sai looked at the whole small world, where time flowed very fast, beyond his knowledge, and the natural soul could also drink, maybe it could also be explained.

"I don't want to do that. ”

Jun Sai's face was close to Miao Xian'er, his eyes were facing each other, and then, Jun Sai stepped forward lightly, his lips were together, and he kissed Miao Xian'er.

This kiss was their first kiss.