The incineration liquid, an authentic second-grade medicinal liquid, is also the highest-grade medicinal liquid in Han Chen's hands. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Han Chen's words before were not the slightest lie.

Although this incineration liquid is a second-grade medicinal liquid, its effect is a hundred times more ferocious than poison for a low-level martial artist, and it can easily make a martial artist feel painful.

The greatest effect of the incineration solution is to cut the meridians and wash the marrow, and purify the meridians.

The basic stage of a martial artist is mainly to temper the physical body and increase strength, which is an improvement on the bright side. And in secret, you have to wash away the impurities in your body, and shape your body more and more solid and stable.

However, the item of washing impurities, because there is no obvious improvement in the strength of the martial artist, has not been valued by the martial artist.

But Han Chen, who has experience and insight in his previous life, is well aware of the importance of this item.

The ultimate in martial arts is nothing more than shattering the void and ascending to immortality.

Because it is a martial arts immortal, the body is where the life lies, and the most important thing is. Only by draining all the impurities in his body can he go farther and farther on the way to the martial arts in the future.

The basic stage of the Martial Realm, which has not absorbed the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into the body, is the best stage to remove impurities.

Once this stage has passed, it is not so simple to clear it again.

And this incineration fluid is born from this.

However, although this pulp incineration liquid has an outstanding effect, it can quickly remove the impurities in one's body after taking it, but because the harm is too great, the pain of cutting the marrow is no less than that of the meridians being broken, and few martial artists can resist it.

This bottle of incineration liquid was still refined by Han Chen who accidentally obtained a second-grade heart-burning grass in the mountains and forests in order to practice his hands.

The incineration liquid didn't have the slightest effect on him, after all, Han Chen's meridians were all broken, and there was no need to cut the meridians and wash the marrow.

And the impurities in his body, under the action of the supreme magic method of "Blood Chen Jue", can be eliminated little by little.

Originally, it was a bottle of liquid medicine made by practicing hands, but I didn't expect it to be useful.

Although the pain of taking the incineration liquid is not something that ordinary people can resist, as long as they are really not dead, it will be very significant for their own improvement, and this will become more and more obvious with the improvement of strength.

I don't know when the screaming has stopped.

The mountains and forests are quiet and silent, except for the occasional birdsong that constantly echoes in the empty mountains and forests.

Han Chen closed his eyes and breathed, and after three weeks of "Blood Chen Jue" running in his bloodline, he slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, more than half an hour has passed.

The first time Han Chen looked up, he saw the figure reclining under a thick ancient tree.

The rising sun hung high, projecting a few spots of light from the tips of the branches, just shining on Han Xinxue's pale paper-like face, without the slightest trace of blood, and beside him, there was a large pool of black blood on the ground.

Seeing Han Chen's gaze sweeping over, Han Xin's bloodless eyes suddenly trembled slightly, the previous pain had completely hollowed out his body, and he was sour and weak, so he could only barely say in a hoarse voice.

"Thank you, master."

This sentence was sincere, because he had successfully survived the pain, and the effect of the incinerator liquid had been brought into play.

The scorching liquid successfully washed his meridians, removing the impurities from his body, and the pool of black blood next to him was the blood impurities he had spit out earlier.

Although his whole body was tired and sore now, Han Xinxue also felt extremely relaxed, as if it was a huge mountain stone that had been suppressed on his body for more than ten years, and he was finally thrown down, and he had a floating feeling of being able to spread his wings and take off.

Han Chen smiled softly, as if he had expected this scene, stood up, walked to Han Xinxue's side, raised his hand and put it on his wrist, probing his physical condition.

Han Chen's eyes were like torches, and when he saw Han Xin's blood for the first time, he was already keenly aware of the slightest inappropriateness in his body.

Although Han Xinxue has a bit of martial arts foundation, it is definitely not an orthodox cultivation, it should be that he has endured some hard work since he was a child, and he has been repeatedly affected beyond his limit, which makes a large amount of blood accumulation in his viscera, and he is seriously injured.

If he doesn't leave it alone, even if he can live, when he is in his forties, he will inevitably end up with quadriplegia and lifelong disability.

Fortunately, there is the existence of incineration liquid, which expels all the blood and impurities in his body, with Han Xin's blood physique, as long as he recuperates well, it will not take half a month to make his body recover as before.

Han Chen took out a bottle of Hui Yuan liquid and handed it to his mouth, "Drink it." ”

Han Xinxue barely opened his mouth and swallowed all the bottle of Huiyuan liquid into his chest and abdomen.

When Hui Yuan liquid went down, there was suddenly a soft breath contained in his tired body, and his sour limbs also had a bit of strength.

The first thing Han Xinxue did when he regained consciousness was to kneel on his knees and kowtow to Han Chen three times, "Thank you, master, for the grace of recreation." ”

Han Chen did not refuse this time, nodded and said, "You already have the qualifications to give me your life, I have three things to remind." ”

"First, I, Han Chen, am not a benevolent and benevolent person, and it is inevitable that there will be killings and slaughters with me."

"Second, I, Han Chen, am arrogant and humiliated, and I will definitely have a lot of enemies and hatred, you have to be prepared."

"Third, I, Han Chen, don't accept people who are in a nest, you have to improve your strength as soon as possible. I don't need you to protect my life, but I will never protect yours. ”

"These three things, if you can do it, then I will accept you, if not, then leave quickly, that bottle of incineration liquid is what I gave you when I have an occasional kind heart."

Han Xinxue kowtowed three times again, and said firmly, "I don't hesitate to go to the soup and the fire!" ”

Han Chen smiled with satisfaction, and a heroic aura suddenly appeared in his heart, "Okay! Then you're the first person I'll receive, don't call me master on weekdays, I don't like that title. ”

"Young Master!" Han Xinxue reacted extremely quickly and shouted directly.

"Hmm." Han Chen nodded, and didn't dwell on the issue of salutation, "Also, I don't like kneeling, if I don't kowtow and kneel, I want a sword and sword that stands up to the sky and the earth, and is indomitable!" ”

"Yes!" Han Xinxue stood up directly, his body straight and straight.

Han Chen was still very satisfied with this Han Xinxue, he was silent for a moment, and then suddenly turned his mouth and asked, "What kind of blade do you like?" ”

Han Xinxue was stunned for a moment, quickly reacted, and spit out a word with a hesitant face, "Sword." ”

Han Chen stepped aside, picked up a piece of dry wood from the ground, and asked, "The sword of killing, or the sword of saving people." ”

Han Xinxue seemed to think of something, his jet-black pupils lit up, and he said sonorously, "Murderous sword!" ”

Han Chen didn't speak this time, his left hand was behind his back, his right hand was holding the wood, his eyes were slightly closed, and he stood indifferently between the mountains and forests.

The breeze whistling in his ears gently brushed Han Chen's cheeks.

Just as the leaves of the tree were withering and slowly falling, Han Chen suddenly opened his eyes and his body moved.

As soon as you make a move, it's a storm!

Han Chen's figure was fluttering, bringing up phantom floats one after another, confusing Han Xinxue's eyes.

The wooden branch he held in his hand suddenly turned into a sharp sword, the sword was fierce, as fast as the wind, picking thorns and chains, and layers like waves.

His wrist trembled rapidly, and he didn't know how many swords had been stabbed in the blink of an eye.

The leaves on the ground were scattered, and under the powerful sword momentum, the leaves that fell on the front end of the wooden branches were instantly twisted into powder.

Where the sword was pointed, there were traces of crisscrossing and crisscrossing on the land.

Han Xinxue on the side saw that his face turned red, his eyes widened, and he only felt that Han Chen's sword skills had completely attracted him. I can't wait to polish my eyes and completely imprint this set of sword skills into my mind.

I don't know how long it took, Han Chen's dancing body suddenly stopped.

The sword momentum in the sky instantly converged and disappeared without a trace, and the mountains and forests were quiet again, only the falling leaves fell slowly, as if a rain of green leaves had fallen.

Han Chen moved his right arm, which was a little stiff, slightly dissatisfied.

This set of sword techniques is called "Thousand Feathers Falling", which is a sword technique practiced by Han Chen in his previous life.

It's the first time I've shown it in this life, and although the feel of my previous life is still there, I don't have that kind of mentality, and the movements are a little jerky, but I finally reflect the essence of this set of sword skills.

Turning his head to look at Han Xinxue, seeing that he was excited, his eyes were blazing, Han Chen smiled indifferently and asked, "Can you see clearly?" ”

Han Xinxue nodded heavily.

"Okay, give it a try." Han Chen handed the wooden branch in his hand in front of him.

Han Xinxue held the wooden branch in the palm of his hand and took a deep breath, trying to recall the set of sword skills that Han Chen had performed earlier.

Clenched his fists, and just as he was about to make a move, Han Chen's voice suddenly sounded.

"Wait."

Han Xinxue's movements paused, and he looked at him with some doubts.

Han Chen stared at his clenched left hand with a strange face, and asked, "Are you, left-handed?" ”

Han Xinxue was stunned for a moment, then nodded in response, "Yes." ”

Han Chen pondered for a moment, and the corners of his mouth suddenly appeared with a slightly evil smile.

"From today onwards, you practice swords with your right hand."

"Right hand?" Han Xinxue was a little puzzled, how could Han Chen make such a request.

"Well, as for your left hand, there's something else to do." When he said this, Han Chen's voice carried a hint of excitement, looking at his expression, there was a faint smell of blood in it.