"Master, I can wake up?!" Jiang Changan said excitedly.

After asking this sentence, another wave of wine rushed up, feeling that the world was spinning, and the eyelids were like hanging a thousand pounds of weight, and they couldn't support it anymore, so they fell asleep on the table-

"Hehe......"

......

At night, Jiang Changan was awakened by the icy rapids, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, he found that he was still in Master Pang's residence, but in the evening, he was sitting in a large wooden barrel.

The barrel occupied almost all of the open space in the shop, and the cold water ran around his neck, leaving a head outside.

Awakening is about having no distractions, a small distraction may lead to the destruction of the body and mind, he has never heard of someone taking a bath to wake up the pulse.

"Master, what is this for?"

"I asked the little girl to go back first, so as not to feel distressed when she saw it for a while, hehe. ”

Pang Ershui said with a smile, as if he had seen through what he was thinking, "Don't worry, if it is ordinary water, it will naturally bring danger to the awakening pulse." But it's different with a little bit of stuff......"

He took out a white porcelain vase: "When you fell asleep, I made Xuanming Grass into a quenching body solution, after all, it is an extinct medicinal material, what specific effect will this have, the old man does not dare to judge, but it is certain that the benefits it brings are definitely several times stronger than Zhuji Dan, and naturally, it is also a hundred times more painful than Zhuji Dan......

Three drops of blue-blue potion were dropped from the porcelain vase......

"Gollum ......"

The clear spring water turned pale blue in an instant, and white smoke rose as if it had risen several hundred degrees.

"I don't feel anything. Jiang Changan breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt that his body was hot, the huge heat penetrated deep into his skin, and the amount of water in the bath bucket dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye, but his body quickly expanded and swelled.

"What's going on?!"

In the blink of an eye, he had become a huge fat man, stuck tightly in the tub, as if he would burst in the next second.

A sharp pain ensued, and it was as if the whole body was about to tear apart.

The wounds that had scabbed over from the previous days of training were torn open again, and the blood instantly stained the barrel a dark red!

Crackling -

The huge pulling force made the bones that were not an inch begin to crumble!

Shattered bones reforged!

After all, the mortal body can't withstand the huge spiritual power, and the only thing that can be changed is reforgment!

"Poof!"

Jiang Changan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and even fell to the ground with a bucket.

"Damn, there's a kind of coming back!" Jiang Changan shouted. This aroused the blood in his bones even more.

"Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, other people can practice, why can't Lao Tzu!"

Jiang Changan gritted his teeth, his face was resolute, and the sound of crackling fried beans kept coming from his body, and every sound was an inch of bone breaking. Drops of black goo oozed from his body, and his fat body shrank with every sound.

"Come again!"

It took about two hours to get bigger and smaller, no more, no less, a full eighty-one times!

After the change subsided, he was already sitting in the bucket, confused, and his whole body seemed to be out of control and unable to move.

Just as he was about to catch his breath, a fiery force suddenly burst out from the bucket, following every pore, every meridian, and burrowing into the body.

Jiang Chang'an closed his eyes nervously, but found that the burning sensation in the phenomenon did not appear, but a refreshing and warm feeling passed through his body.

The feeling of comfort made him moan uncontrollably.

Immediately after that, the power pointed directly at the dantian in Jiang Chang'an's body.

"It's ......"

The firelight quickly drilled into the meridians, and Jiang Changan was confused, but he felt very comfortable.

He could see that his forehead was like a dark void, and the spiritual energy absorbed in these days was wandering in a chaotic manner, and this blue power plunged into it like a stone sinking into the sea, without the slightest wave.

However, he soon discovered the anomaly.

In the center of the void, that is, where normal people awaken and give birth to spiritual veins, the initial coolness at first quickly became scorching, and after a while, it was already a little burning.

He clenched his fists excitedly, this spiritual vein, which had not felt anything since birth, and was nothing, finally conveyed a strong pain at this moment.

Jiang Changan hurriedly tried to hook up with the aura of the outside world, but everything was still like a kite with a broken string, without a trace of connection.

"Still can't do it?" Jiang Changan said in frustration.

At this time, a new situation arose.

The blue-blue flame reappeared, and it plunged headlong into it. Jiang Changan raised his heart to his throat again in an instant.

"Ahh

Everything he saw before him became more and more blurry, and he saw himself standing in a dark place, surrounded by darkness, and in front of him there was a light, and in the light the past was like a picture scroll, displayed in front of him like a marquee—

"Phew, if he wasn't from the Jiang family, I'm afraid he wouldn't know where he died......"

"Jiang Changan, you are just a gentleman of a family, a poor parasite, a demon ...... who is not even qualified to set foot on the cultivation avenue."

"The deity came on the orders of the emperor to discuss the divorce of the little prince and Princess Jingling......"

......

Ridicule, insults and even abuse, one scene after another clearly appeared in front of him, and every scene was beating his body and mind!

Until the day of the divorce, the master of the Alchemy Sect of Lingxiao Palace, Mu Huaqing said the scene of the divorce in the Jiang family, which was more like a sharp knife straight into the heart!

Wang Qiuming's slap was still burning hot on his cheeks!

Jiang Changan panted heavily, his body couldn't help but tremble in pain, his lips were soaked in blood, and his eyes were almost out of his sockets, but he held back and didn't let himself make a sound!

A series of beautiful sounds rang in my ears, like the edge of the sky, and like the eyes of my eyes:

"Jiang Changan, are you really a demon?"

Jiang Changan was stunned, and the question collided back and forth in his mind, lingering for a long time.

Is it really a demon? He didn't know, but at least it was in the eyes of others.

It is these people who have also become self-doubting, until the final acquiescence, and he has admitted to compromise from the bottom of his heart.

His family treated him like the stars holding the moon, and even when he talked about it, he automatically avoided it.

No one had ever asked him so nakedly—

The face that was originally just pain gradually cooled, as if it had completed the warm and cold transformation of spring, summer, autumn and winter in an instant, and finally formed two ice characters:

"It's not—"

The tone is firm, but the turning point seems to contain the pain and depression of thousands of words......

This time, he chose not to compromise again!

He chuckled, his hands white, his eyes red, and he laughed with tears in his eyes, like a fool.

It seems that the helplessness of these years has been poured out with these two words-

He's going to tell the world—

"I, Jiang Chang'an, am unique in the world, and I am definitely not a demon!"

The voice spoke again:

"Jiang Chang'an, everything is doomed, God gives you prosperity, gives you madness, only determines your cultivation path, this is the destiny of heaven!!"

Mandate of Heaven?

Suddenly, he straightened up and stared at the sky, at the land—

His face was like a cold stone, and he raised his hand and pointed high to the sky!

"What about the abandonment of the world? What about being crazy about being mad? Blessing depends on one's own cultivation, and one's life is made by oneself, when will it be your turn to get your destiny!"

From childhood to adulthood, all the pain has been borne by myself! I will not lose! I will not admit defeat!

In an instant, it was like thousands of needles piercing his head and internal organs at the same time, not only the pain, but also the unbearable itching of the skin, as if there were thousands of man-eating ants gnawing at his body at the same time, and for a moment he felt that his bones were about to shatter.

The turquoise firelight felt his pain, but instead of stopping, it traveled back and forth like a fish in water, with an astonishing speed.

Suddenly, the blue light flame appeared, summoning thousands of zhang of brilliance, spreading in the void of the dantian where the five fingers could not be seen, shining brightly.

I saw dozens of scattered cyan aura gathered around the center to form a whirlpool, and in the center of the whirlpool, there were circles of cyan ripples, one circle after another, as fine as dust.

Jiang Changan's eyes were slightly closed, he inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly, and couldn't help but spew purple gas from the end of his nose, obviously adapting to this process.

Finally, I don't know how long later, a cyan line of flesh grew in the center of the whirlpool, and the line gradually expanded and became stronger......

Spiritual veins!

Jiang Changan didn't have time to be happy, his expression became hideous, he curled up in place, convulsions and spasms, this is the most painful and difficult stage!

This will last at least one night.

Old man Pang had a complicated look on his face, took a sip of wine, unconsciously clenched his hands tightly, and walked to the front of the desk to write:

"Look forward to quickly find out whether there is such a magic medicine as Xuanming Grass in the Star Picking Tower, this son's spiritual power is strange, it seems that there is an unfathomable person behind it to help, its profundity, far beyond you and me! Jiang family is innumerable, this son's wisdom is not as good as Jiang Xiaoru, talent is not as good as Jiang Lingfeng, only forbearance, perseverance, rare in the world, looking at the desolate heroes from afar, there are not a few people with wisdom and talent, but the real emperor has a lot of perseverance! I dare not speculate on what kind of achievements he will achieve, I can only say that if this son goes out of Jiangzhou, it will be like a dragon going to sea, Shenggu Shenzhou, avoid its edge! ”

Put down the pen, this letter will be sent to Jiang's house quickly tonight and handed over to Jiang Shikong's hands......

......

White slowly appeared on the horizon, and the pale red morning glow blurred like red ink, intense. In Jiangzhou, which is cold all year round, such a morning glow has not appeared for a long time.

A morning breeze blew. Jiang Changan suddenly felt a chill on his body, and opened his eyes in a trance, only to find that he was lying on the couch in the thatched hut, and his clothes were already soaked with cold sweat.

He stood up and stretched his muscles, the crackling sound between his bones, and his whole body was refreshed, which he had never seen before.

The feeling of being full of spiritual power made him even feel that a single palm could split a mountain.

"The beginning of Qi training!"

Jiang Changan trembled a little with excitement, and laughed a little crazy.

The spiritual power that has not moved for more than ten years has finally broken through, how can it not make people happy!

"Spiritual veins!"

He shouted lightly, and the seal in his hand changed, only to see the surrounding aura rushing up like crazy.

After a long drought, even every meridian on the body seemed to be unwilling, and slowly absorbed the aura.

Jiang Changan looked inwardly excitedly, and saw that there seemed to be a vast void in the spirit element, and a cyan pure air vortex was suspended above the void, and a thick spiritual energy was filled with it.

And this source is a thick and thick spiritual vein at the center point, flickering with a faint fluorescence, like a bonfire of hope lit in the dark night.

The bronze Shenfu mirror floats aside, and the two reflect each other, infinitely beautiful.

His heart can no longer be summed up in the word shock!

Jiang Changan couldn't wait to run outside the house and came to a big tree in the woods, thought about it and picked out the thickest root.

Stand firm, look at it, and shout!

A straight punch to the wind!

There is no fancy action, there are just the most simple actions, the fastest, simplest and most violent punch!

"Bang-"

The stump is intact.

A breath in time, the creaking cracking sound is endless!

"Bang!"

The whole stump is as large as the roots, and the branches and leaves are as small as the branches, and in an instant, they are burst into splinters.

"This ...... Wake up?" Jiang Changan looked at his hands in disbelief, overjoyed after confirming that they were intact.

"Finally woke up......"

The diminutive old man Pang appeared behind him at some point.

"Don't be too happy, this awakening pulse is not the solution to your soul and soul problem, you still don't live to be twenty years old. ”

Jiang Changan still couldn't hide his excitement, and said with a smile: "Isn't there still six years left!"

The success of awakening the pulse is undoubtedly to rekindle the flame of cultivation in his heart, although Pang Ershui has no way to continue his life and soul, but in six years, he can't find a way to do it.

The most important thing in front of us is to work hard to improve your strength!

Jiang Changan looked at him and asked the question that he had been holding back for a long time:

"Master, I heard that the 'Holy Medicine Court' of the Xia Zhou Kingdom royal family was formed by the most powerful Dan Master in the world, why did that old eunuch force you to go back with this matter?"

That old face was calm and unwavering—

"Because, the Holy Medicine Court, I created the ......"