Encountering this kind of coaxing scum, Saipan'an's face was also a little unbearable, and he turned around and said coldly: "The leader of the thief, the cheap-mouthed person usually has no good death. ”

'Shh' The king of the backer whistled at Sun Erniang with an indifferent face, and teased: "Sun Erniang, I am repeating your words, and the little white face is pointing at Sang and scolding Huai." ”

Sun Erniang suddenly glanced at him fiercely, and a group of people on the side laughed, and they couldn't help it.

Some people couldn't laugh, Dorjee kept sighing and looking at the copper tripod, and then opened his palm to see that the palm of his palm had changed from a fist-sized to a quail's egg-sized spiritual bead, and his heart trembled in distress.

Of course, Lin Zixian, who was cowering, couldn't laugh, others could naturally laugh if they didn't take off their clothes, he was a victim, where did he have the heart to laugh.

'Smack' Lin Bao kicked him in the ass and shouted, "What are you rubbing?" ”

The muscles on Lin Daguan's face smiled stiffly, and he began to undress slowly and methodically, and soon took off only a pair of underwear, and peeked at Mrs. Yanqiu and Sun Erniang in a cowing manner, and found that these two old women were staring at themselves very calmly, without the slightest intention of evading, and Lin Daguan had the heart to cry.

After a few old guys saw the scars on Lin Zixian's body, you look at me, and I look at you. The king of the backer couldn't help but come over with his hands behind his back, looked Lin Zixian up and down, and said with a sigh: "Your kid's feelings are a piece of hob meat, it's a little interesting." ”

Lin Bao was impatient again: "What are women doing, hurry up!" ”

Yes, Lin Zixian was also forced to have no choice. Pick up a piece of clothing and take off your underwear under your lower body. Who knew that there was a guy with a lack of virtue and a smoke, Lin Zixian had just taken off his underwear, and the king of the backer suddenly grabbed his clothes to cover his shame.

Lin Daguan was caught off guard and completely exposed, "I'll lean" with a sound, his legs were clamped, and his hands covered the most intimate parts.

Sun Erniang, who accidentally glanced at it, teased at the corner of her mouth: "At a young age, it's not empty." It's genuine, and it's quite informative. ”

Lin Daguan's face suddenly turned red into a monkey's buttocks, he had never been so embarrassed, he covered his crotch with both hands, and looked left and right in a panic, but the stone room was so big, there was no place to hide. This guy is in a hurry, and he doesn't care if the stove is hot or not. One turned over and jumped directly into the big furnace to cover his shame.

The fate of suddenly jumping into the 'hot porridge' can be imagined. "Whew..."Lin Zixian screamed strangely, so hot that he almost jumped out again.

Who knew that Lin Bao suddenly made a move, slapped him on the shoulder, and forcibly pressed him into the porridge, "What the ghost is called, it can't kill you." ”

Lin Zi, who was soaked in black paste, opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound, he had never been so cool. That expression was really refreshing.

A bunch of old fellows laughed gloatingly.

Lin Baoshun took the sticky stick in the hand of the dust layman, stretched out the stick and pressed it on Lin Zixian's head. forced Lin Zixian and his head into the black paste and soaked it.

As soon as Lin Bao made a move, Lin Zixian didn't even have a chance to bubble. Dare to stretch out his hand, Lin Bao immediately hit him with a stick.

It took a while for Lin Zi, who was so suffocated, to show his head and gasp for breath. Lin Daguan was almost not suffocated, he was covered in black, and he could see his eyes flickering, and the unsuspecting ghosts could recognize who it was.

When he was out of breath, the stick in Lin Bao's hand was pointed down again, Lin Zi was speechless, so he could only take a deep breath, and honestly burrowed into the black paste and soaked. is hiding in the back and secretly cool, people who have not experienced it can't understand this refreshing feeling, stuffy and hot.

After that, every minute or two, Lin Zixian would emerge from the 'black porridge' and gasp for air, and when his breath was even, he would take a breath and get back in.

After tossing for a long time, Lin Zixian gradually felt something strange, this pot of 'black porridge' didn't seem to be hot, and it felt as if there were thousands of strands of things that had penetrated into his pores and were continuously injected into his body. The whole body became warm and comfortable, and when I buried my head in the 'black porridge', I seemed to be able to clearly hear my blood flowing, and the sound of my heart pounding was even more clear, and my body seemed to be undergoing some wonderful changes.

In particular, the gunshot wounds in the back of the head, arms and back seem to be clearly healing, and the brain's thinking is extremely clear. The only thing on the body that used to have a scar will feel uncomfortable and itchy.

Gradually, when he came out of the 'black porridge' and breathed again, what came out of his mouth was a fragrant fragrance with white gas, which was different from the fragrance of medicine.

A group of old guys watched and teased for a long time, and then they meditated cross-legged in the stone room one by one, as if they were recuperating.

Only Lin Bao didn't dare to slack off, he had been keeping an eye on Lin Zixian, whenever the charcoal fire under the copper tripod was weak, he would throw two split pieces of wood into it again, and kept controlling the temperature in the furnace.

One of the two masters and apprentices was tormented in the pot, and the other waited outside the pot, so they survived the night.

When the light was revealed outside the cave, Lin Bao walked to the entrance of the cave with his back hand, scanned the vast mountains under the morning light, took a deep breath of fresh air, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, which shook the buzzing echo in the cave. The eight old guys sitting cross-legged in a semi-arc opened their eyes and stood up.

"Lin Bao, can you start?" The Dust Monk asked in the cave.

Lin Bao turned around and strode back, hugged his fists at the eight people, the eight people glanced at each other, and immediately dispersed according to the prior agreement, and each stood in their own positions.

Lin Zixian in the Ding furnace had just come out again, Lin Bao suddenly made a move, grabbed his shoulder, and directly lifted him out, with a flick of his big arm, Lin Zixian exclaimed, and the whole person was lifted up.

Lin Bao suddenly slapped his backpalm, slapped a palm on the top of Lin Zixian's head, and with a slash of his five claws, he immediately controlled Lin Zixian's volley and rolled figure, and pushed Lin Zixian out with one palm.

The figures of Sepan'an, Sun Erniang, Miaoci, and Yanqiu followed, and they all rolled out a palm. The first two people pressed against Lin Zixian's left palm and foot, and the latter two people and one palm against Lin Zixian's right palm and foot, and Lin Bao resisted Lin Zixian's head.

The five of them shot out in unison, turning the black forest into a 'big' word, and the five of them closed their eyes together, and they were silent one by one.

"Everyone will change people immediately after feeling that they are out of strength, and don't be reckless." Lin Bao, who closed his eyes, did not forget to explain.

The dust monk glanced at the copper tripod, picked up a few sticks of wood and threw them into the charcoal fire, so as not to let the temperature in the furnace tripod drop.

Dorjee Lama slowly walked to the entrance of the cave and sat down cross-legged, guarding the Dharma Protector outside the cave, just in case someone came to disturb him. The Fire Thorn pinned the cigarette stick to his waist, and the backer king stood by the side of the five spellcasters without saying a word, waiting to take over.

Lin Zixian was sadly urging his 'little bird' to be exposed in front of the two old women, but before he could retract his mind, he felt the taste of a thousand knives from his limbs and the top of his head, which was the taste of a thousand knives that happened in the flesh and skin.

"What's a little pain, if it's a man, just put up with it!" Lin Bao, who closed his eyes, suddenly shouted in a low voice.

Lin Zixian immediately clenched his teeth and closed his eyes tightly, but his body in the air still couldn't help but tremble, and it hurt so much that he couldn't do it.

The five of them were forcibly breaking his meridians with deep internal force, not the kind of breaking that was blasted indiscriminately, but like cutting a water pipe with scissors, starting from the ends of Lin Zixian's limbs, cutting all the way to the center of his body, this painful taste was unimaginable to outsiders.

For the five people who performed the gong, this was also a matter of internal strength and energy, and the complexity of the human body made the five people have to concentrate all their energy and be careful.

An hour later, someone couldn't bear it, this thing was more tiring than fighting, and the replacement work began one after another. The person who was replaced quickly meditated and breathed back.

And Lin Zixian fainted directly in pain at the hands of several people, which is good, I don't know the pain when I faint.

The nine people took turns to change around, and from morning to evening, the nine people broke all the Qi meridians in Lin Zixian's body.

With a wave of his big arm, Lin Bao threw Lin Zixian back into the copper tripod 'black porridge', and pressed Lin Zixian's head into it with one palm. A force poured into Lin Zixian's whole body, stretching out all the cut meridians in his body, and with the help of the miraculous effect of the elixir, he wanted to help Lin Zixian re-expand and restore the meridians according to the preset plan, and if he couldn't let it be restored as it was, it would be in vain.

Therefore, at this time, the qi that Lin Bao injected into Lin Zixian's body was like a mold void, supporting his damaged meridians.

In order to avoid suffocation in the comatose Lin Zixian, Lin Bao had to lift him up every once in a while, help him breathe, and then press him down, trying to let Lin Zixian's whole body be soaked in medicine.

"You've been hungry for a day, I'm going to get you something to eat." The Dust Monk said hello and dragged his tired body out of the cave.

An hour later, Dorjee Lama walked to the furnace and put a hand on Lin Zixian's head.

After confirming that the other party had completely controlled it with internal force, Lin Bao let go and retreated to the side, licked the 'black porridge' stained on his hand, swallowed his stomach, and quickly sat cross-legged to meditate and pranayama.

This elixir embodies the treasures of heaven and earth, and it is a supreme product that can be applied externally and taken internally, and it is an excellent tonic for restoring strength. A few old guys came down in the day, and they relied on Lin Zixian's 'bath water' to quickly recover their strength, otherwise even if their internal strength was deep, they couldn't help but turn on the faucet and release the water like this.

Fortunately, the most difficult level has passed, and nine people can now be replaced individually, and almost one person can rest for eight hours, unlike before, when you had to use several people at once, it can be said that it is a great relief.