Although the outside of the oven shook non-stop, the inside was very quiet, and even Mu Qi'er's process of being tortured by this oven did not slow down in the slightest. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know how many times, Mu Qi'er was tortured by the pain of the burning bones and fainted, woke up again, and fainted again. After being tortured again and again, Mu Qi'er's mind has entered a vague state.

And at this moment, Mu Qi'er, who was floating in the oven with an uncertain face, suddenly opened his eyes, his expression was no longer ignorant and ignorant, and he looked around at the environment around him. A faint smile appeared on his face......

His eyes are vicissitudes and wise, revealing the light of insight into the world, his body, young and energetic, he is a "Mu outcast"!

A deafening laugh came from Mu Qi'er's mouth, and he roared and roared hard...... Until his hoarse voice never stopped, he cheered, he jumped, sometimes simple like a child, sometimes vicissitudes like an old man over half a hundred years old.

Finally, he quieted down, crossed his knees in the air, and felt the condition of his body slightly, "Mu Foundling" couldn't help muttering:

"It's really a wonderful, with a rudimentary form of true meaning, but there is no trace of vitality in the body, and the qualifications are also average, but it seems to have a trace of sealed bloodline power."

Smiling self-deprecatingly, he continued:

"Hey...... It's all down to this step, and it's good to have an unpolished material to send, as long as you go in the right direction, with my ability, this freak may not be able to go longer. It's just a big deal to change the body. ”

At that moment, he no longer made useless thoughts, he put himself in shape, and he didn't know what he had done, and a boiling flame suddenly rose in the oven, and clusters wrapped Mu Qi'er's body in it and kept baking.

The vigorous flames combined with the enduring scorching heat in this furnace are like a magical sledgehammer between heaven and earth, constantly hammering and sharpening Mu Qi'er's young body.

The clothes have been burned out, and even Mu Wai'er's entire body is burned like a red prawn. But in the look of "Mu Foundling" at the moment, it was all enjoyment, he enjoyed, like this, painful.

Time, inadvertently passed quietly, the old Sheng Tou who was thinking outside the stove did not find any clues after all, seeing that the shaking of the stove was getting smaller and smaller, smaller and smaller, until it gradually stabilized and fixed in the air, and the old Sheng Tou did not find the slightest clue.

In the past, as long as he threw people into the furnace and refined them according to the methods recorded in the Dan Fang, Lao Shengtou could not only enhance his Dan Dao comprehension, but also absorb some leftovers to enhance his cultivation when the furnace absorbed the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and smelted.

This is also another reason why Lao Shengtou is tired of alchemy in addition to his love. Earlier, everything was very happy, and Lao Shengtou's cultivation had been steadily improving, until when he reached the tenth level of the Great Perfection of the Soul Melting Realm, when he found that he could no longer make an inch of progress no matter how he practiced, Lao Shengtou's obsession moved......

The older a person gets, the more he wants to live better, and the more he doesn't want to die like this. And the soul transformation realm, depending on each person's own situation and qualifications, can increase the life span by nine to ninety-nine years!

The old Sheng Tou, who wanted to live longer, was obsessed, ruthless, and threw himself into the furnace in one go!

What kind of hearty scene was that...... In the end, if Lao Shengtou hadn't had a relatively thick foundation and escaped with a treasure obtained in his early years, he was afraid that he would be tempered alive and die in it!

After coming out, the old Shengtou's cultivation was not as good as day by day, and he gradually fell to the point where he is now stopping. No matter what method Lao Shengtou uses, it is difficult to change the slightest.

The helpless old man thought that the power of refining people in this furnace seemed to be related to the cultivation of the person being refined, and according to the previous data, it seemed that the younger and better the qualifications, the less offended they would be in it, and even one or two of them seemed to have gained some benefits from this unstoppable.

This is why Lao Shengtou bought Mu Qi'er from the traffickers and threw him into it for refining.

But in any case, Lao Shengtou never thought that such a situation would occur. The oven shook endlessly, then calmed down and remained motionless. And from the beginning to the end, Lao Shengtou could no longer open or close this oven called "regret".

Lao Shengtou himself regretted it, if Mu Qi'er really had three longs and two shorts, his old man would not feel good. Although he was using him, he didn't want to harm his life, and this oven never hurt people's lives in the past.

When Lao Sheng was struggling and hesitating, the huge oven suddenly made a hissing sound, chirping one after another, as if a traveler had taken countless wrong paths, but his end was only one after all.

"Bang ......"

With a loud bang, the lid of the stove rose to the sky with the sound of hissing, and after a slick figure was ejected, the lid slowly fell back again.

The hissing stopped abruptly as the lid was snapped against the oven again. Everything was calm as if it had never happened......

Lao Sheng took out a robe from his body, stepped on his toes, his figure rose in the air, and with a pack of the robe, he hugged the naked Mu Qi'er who fell from the air.

After landing on the ground, Lao Shengtou hurriedly took out a long vine mat, put Mu Qi'er on it, and began to check his body, and when he found that Mu Qi'er was still alive, Lao Shengtou couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

After carefully inspecting it, Lao Sheng sat on the mat with a depressed face.

He didn't even notice the slightest change in Mu Wai'er!

"Could it be because Mu Qi'er has no cultivation at all, is it true that this furnace with a mysterious origin only has the function of reducing cultivation when refining the human body......" Lao Sheng kept thinking in his heart.

Covered Mu Qi'er with a robe embroidered with Dan characters, and Lao Shengtou took a step and went outside......

Step by step to the entrance of the cave, Lao Sheng sat on the cold stone face in disregard.

Lao Shengtou, who had been nervous and looking forward to a miracle, finally calmed down his heart a little frustrated when the dust settled at this moment.

To tell the truth, for the fate of the Ya tribe and the Kuan tribe being wiped out, it must be false to say that I didn't write it in my heart and touch it.

As a member of the Gu people, watching his compatriots being slaughtered by those who went to the ground involuntarily, even at the age of Lao Shengtou, he still has hatred in his heart.

But Lao Shengtou is not Mu Wai'er, if Mu Wai'er is a fresh blank paper and knows nothing about everything, Lao Shengtou is a dry and crumpled sheepskin, recording the vicissitudes and changes of the years.

Even the reason why the high-ranking Heavenly Emperor despised the life of Gu people so much, Lao Shengtou had some guesses of his own.

But he couldn't say it, because there was not enough evidence, because, it was useless to say it!

There are many wonderful phenomena in the Gu Land, such as the fact that you must return to the Gu Sea after death, for example, the master will take away the best young people in each tribe after a while, for example, no Gu person can break through the gap between immortals and mortals and step into the soul transformation realm that only exists in legends!

Sighing softly and inhaling the air of the Gu Ground, Lao Sheng turned around and went back to the cave to rest.

It was getting late, and the howling wind swirled around the Gu Field, making an ugly stabbing sound. It's late at night.

Gu Land, Cliff Tribe.

It is another blood-stained picture, which looks particularly charming and moving under the reflection of torches in this night. The corpses were dragged by the soldiers of the Qin army and thrown down into the deep sea of Gu without interruption......

Some of them were old and frail old people, who did not follow Gu Sanniang to the Pass tribe because of physical reasons; Some are immature children who have been left at home by their parents; Some are young and strong men who have just returned from a long trip......

There are the people of the Ya tribe who stayed, the slaves who were attached to the Ya tribe, and even those ruthless people who once made Mu Ji'er feel fierce and vicious.

Not one, not spared!

Under the nest, there are eggs!

One by one, they all died, and they were thrown into the sea of Gu by throwing garbage.

There was a general standing in the air, looking at the black figures below who fell into the sea of Gu one by one with a somewhat worried face.

He's the Devil!

As a general who has fought in all directions and seen countless killings and the ugliness of human nature, Meng Xiao's sorrow is certainly not because of this bloody killing.

He just had an inexplicable feeling that this piece of heaven and earth, this Gu Sea, seemed to be locked up for too long.

Beasts have been kept in captivity for a long time and always have to bite......

The evening time always passed quickly, and the sky gradually became hazy with a white belly.

Meng Fu embarked on the way home with a look of Qin Jun, who was already a little tired. Even if they were an invincible iron army, they were almost non-stop from the Pass tribe to the Ya tribe this day and night, they were a little tired and needed to go back to recuperate.

And Meng Fu also needs to report to the Thirteenth Master. I don't know what the thirteenth master will think of the old man and the young who ran away, whether he sent a document to search for it, or ended it all by passing by......

Lao Shengtou, who had been practicing silently all night without any benefit, saw that the sky was already dawning, so he got up helplessly, and wanted to go to the inner cave to wake up Mu Qi'er and ask what happened in the furnace yesterday.

found that Mu Qi'er hadn't woken up yet, and was lying there quietly.

After walking a few steps quickly, Lao Sheng kicked Mu Wai'er and said:

"Get up, get up, the sun has risen, you hurry up, I still have something to ask you."

Mu Qi'er didn't react, and still lay there quietly.

The old Sheng Tou, who laughed angrily, said in his mouth: "Tell you to sleep, tell you to sleep!" Give me back the corpse, won't you? He kicked Mu Kier's ass hard with his foot.

Mu Wai'er still didn't react, and the air seemed to be quiet......

He bent over and shook Mu Qi'er a few times, and found that he still didn't have any reaction, and Lao Sheng thought in his heart that Mu Qi'er might have been too tired to sleep so heavily after refining in that furnace, and his old man didn't have anything to do anyway, just wait for him to wake up.

At the moment, he didn't try to wake Mu Qi'er, and sat next to Mu Qi'er and sat down.

The wait is three days...... From sunrise to sunset, and from sunset to sunrise, day after day, at the beginning, Lao Shengtou would call Mu Qi'er when he ate, and later Lao Shengtou also found that there seemed to be something wrong with Mu Qi'er.

He didn't eat water for four whole days, but he still breathed long and radiant. But Mu Qi'er's body doesn't seem to have moved in the slightest in the past few days, and it is still the position and posture that Lao Sheng put down for him!

The situation was a little chaotic, Lao Shengtou tried all the methods he could, but there was almost no artificial respiration, and Mu Qi'er still didn't move.

After all, Lao Shengtou is only a Dan Master and not a pharmacist, but Dan Yao has not been separated since ancient times.

In order to ensure that Mu Wai'er was unhindered, the helpless old Sheng Tou couldn't take care of his face at the moment, so he grabbed it with one hand in the air, stepped into the air, and took Mu Wai'er in the direction of the Sheng tribe.

There was a close friend of his, a confidante of his, a pharmacist among the best in the Gu Land!

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