After the sturdy old man put the blood of the old ape in his mouth into the cauldron, he began to pull out a bunch of miscellaneous things from his clothes.

Among these things, any of these herbs can cause a sensation in the outside world, there are natural spiritual objects in the stone, and even a few pieces of dull "scrap copper and rotten iron".

After doing these things, the sturdy old man looked at the thin old man and the old woman and said, "It's up to you!"

The thin old man smiled slightly, and his right hand pointed into a sword, and shot a sword intent into the cauldron.

Originally, in the cauldron, whether it was beast blood, or medicinal herbs, or spiritual objects and scrap copper and rotten iron, they were originally spiritual things, and when they felt the sword intent entering, they released energy and began to resist.

The thin old man's right hand pointed into a sword did not retract or move, but shouted softly to the old woman: "Hurry up, otherwise I will have to break this broken pot in a while!"

"If you dare to break my pot, I'll chop you up!" The old woman threatened the thin old man with her mouth, but her hands were not idle, and after making a few gestures in a dazzled manner, a cyan flame came out from under the cauldron.

"The formation on the island has been triggered by me, the timing is just right!" As he spoke, he glanced at the cauldron, sighed lightly and said: "What do you say I have provoked you with this pot, it was originally a good ancient treasure, but it was first stewed by you, and now it is going to boil soup!"

The sturdy old man did not listen to the old woman's complaints, but went into the house and dragged the dust out like a dead dog.

As he walked, he scolded: "You little king and eight calves, for you, the three of us old things are bleeding profusely! I put forty-nine bowls of blood from forty-nine beast kings in a month, not to mention, the bad old woman's natal spiritual fire has been released, so even your grandfather, who has always been stingy, has also given up part of his sword intent! If you don't get me the strongest physique cultivation of the human race in the future, I will break your dog's legs, old man." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head, was slightly stunned, and shouted, "Little fox, what do you want to do?!"

Originally, the little fox saw that the sturdy old man dragged the dust off the wooden bed and dragged it out like a dead dog, and without thinking much about it, he was about to start to rebel into the fox itself, but listening to his chatter on the road, he was stunned.

But who knows, just when he retracted his claws and fangs, he was caught by others.

"It's okay, the second grandfather is right, I'll help you beat him up when the time comes!" turned back into a little girl's little fox, showing a harmless smile, not shameless at all, and said crisply.

The sturdy old man snorted coldly and didn't do anything.

"Hurry up, it's time, get out of the pot and burn the oil!" the thin old man shouted, but he found that he had made a mistake, so he took a sip and shouted again: "Get out of the pot and put the dust out." ”

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It's hot, it's hot, and the heat from the heat waves sends through every pore to the body.

Breathing began to become rapid, the blood flowing smoothly became agitated, and the heartbeat became more and more intense!

"Ah......" The dust in the cauldron has not yet woken up. But in the unbearable pain, he opened his mouth and let out a soft sigh.

But immediately, a stream of liquid flowed into his mouth.

But immediately after, the body began to boil again!

The heat from the outside drilled into Chen'er's body, and the heat in the body exploded out of the body. After the two met, after a brief conflict, they began to rush towards every inch of Chen'er's muscles, bones, and even internal organs.

The sleeping dust subconsciously mobilized the strength of his whole body to fight against this heat.

Compared with the heat that can be mobilized, it is as if encountering a trickle of earth-shattering waves, and a single photo will disappear without a trace.

However, as soon as the power in the body was dispersed, a new, more powerful, and pure force was immediately formed.

Every part of the body is shaking irregularly, and as it shakes, every inch of the body becomes more and more radiant.

In the luster, a trace of inexplicable verve flows.

As the main battlefield, Chen'er's consciousness began to gradually awaken.

He was already dead, but not long ago, he began to give birth to a new consciousness. This consciousness was wrapped in a very comfortable force, so comfortable that Chen'er didn't want to leave.

But just now, another force appeared and broke this comfort!

The furious power swarmed in, and the comfortable power that wrapped itself disappeared without a trace without any resistance.

When consciousness returns to the body, the pain becomes more intense. Dusty didn't know what was going on, and she didn't know how to deal with it.

The physical and mental pain made the five-year-old unable to think about anything at all, let alone give any instructions to the body.

All rebellion is a response of the body's own initiative.

Gradually, the power in the body was born after dying, then dying, and after being reborn, it became more and more powerful, and Chen'er gradually gained control of the body.

After struggling and pushing away the heavy, hard thing that was pressing on his body, the dust rubbed the ground and sat up.

After a brief look around, Chen'er understood what she was going through.

So the five-year-old cried for the first time in front of three old men.

While crying, he shouted over and over again: "You guys, why are you still stewing children?!"

After hearing Chen'er's words, the thin old man and the old woman who were exercising outside were so amused that they almost forgot what was in hand.

The sturdy old man stepped forward quickly, pressed the dust back, re-covered the pot lid and scolded: "Little Wang Ba Calf, stay in it for me, and if you dare to come out, I will slap you to death!"

The dust that was stuffed into the pot again was beating the pot and struggling, and shouted loudly: "I'll catch what you want to eat, don't stew children!"

The sturdy old man laughed and scolded outside: "How many catties and taels of meat do you have?

Hearing the words of the sturdy old man, Chen'er's heart relaxed, but immediately after, he heard another devilish voice.

"So, we decided, boil the soup!"

The little pink girl was nervously looking at the cauldron wrapped in cyan flames in front of her, but when she saw this, she burst out laughing.

Her swarthy little boy has finally come back to life!

The dust in the pot has already reacted, and the second grandfather outside is joking with himself.

After being struck by lightning, he lost consciousness, and now I only remember that before he lost consciousness, he was seriously injured. They must be treating their injuries now.

Thinking like this, Chen'er didn't know that she had really died once.

But thinking about it, just because the second grandfather scared himself just now, he definitely can't bear it, and he is bound to have it in the future. Add a little color to them.

But thinking about it, Chen'er, who hadn't eaten for more than a month, felt hungry.

So he lowered his head, and Chen'er opened his mouth and drank the soup in the pot.

As soon as he took the first sip, a glimmer of light appeared in Chen'er's eyes, which was a taste he had never tasted!

Knock knock!

One saw a delicious snack and had completely forgotten the pain in his body.

"It's really a good drink!" Chen'er, who was self-taught, mastered the second scolding sentence in his life.