Monk Shi Yuan patted every bone and meridian all over Yang Yi's body, and every palm fell and Yang Yi's screams could inevitably be heard, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Whew...... Tap ...... You bald donkey...... Don't touch my ass ......"

Yang Yi was like a lonely sail in the sea, unable to help himself, and was used as a racket by Monk Shiyuan.

The dantian was shattered, and the resistance of his body was greatly reduced, and he only felt that the palm of Monk Shi Yuan was imprinted on his body like a soldering iron, and it was a hot pain.

However, the effect is still there, after receiving dozens of slaps, Yang Yi suddenly felt that his body was much lighter, and the dullness on his chest was swept away, and he had a little urge to look up to the sky and howl.

A burst of screams spread to the outside of the alchemy room and to Xiao Qian's ears, and the little girl unconsciously covered her little face, and thought shyly: "...... What the hell are you doing......"

"Amitabha, can you shut up? The poor monk is innocent, and he is about to be ruined by you......" Monk Shi Yuan couldn't listen to it anymore, this kid's cry will inevitably make people think crankily.

Yang Yi blinked pitifully, the clothes on his chest were soaked with red blood, and said aggrievedly: "It hurts, I won't call it if you tap it......"

"There are many dark diseases in your body, and the meridians are blocked, if you don't open up, even if Bodhidharma is alive, the "Yijin Sutra" will have no effect......

"Why do I think you're taking revenge on me......" Yang Yi sighed depressedly.

Monk Shi Yuan grabbed the gourd on the cabinet, unscrewed the cork, pinched Yang Yi's nose, and poured the pills inside into his mouth.

"Uh......h Woo......" Yang Yi's eyes widened, only to feel that the elixir melted in his mouth, and a warm stream flowed into his mouth, and his whole body was comfortable, "What is this?" It tastes good......"

"Take it and eat it, as long as you don't call it anymore......" Monk Shi Yuan depressedly picked a few more gourds.

Yang Yi knew that he was distracting himself, so he readily agreed, unscrewed the cork and poured the elixir, chewing endlessly in his mouth.

I don't know how long it has been, how many slaps he has received, Yang Yi looked down and saw that his whole body was red, and there was no good place, as if he had been burned.

'Roast suckling pig? This term suddenly popped up in Yang Yi's mind, and he became more and more depressed.

At this moment, Monk Shi Yuan suddenly stopped and picked him up, and got used to it in the bath bucket, so frightened that Yang Yilian drank a few sips of bath water, eager to shoot the bald donkey in front of him to death.

"Can't you tap it?" Yang Yi said depressedly.

"The time is just right, and the effect of the medicine won't work out if it's a little later......," Monk Shi Yuan said, suddenly pulling open a wooden board under the bath tub.

Yang Yi discovered that there was a secret hidden in this bath bucket, and it was actually used to add firewood underneath.

"Y-What do you want to do?!" Yang Yi faintly thought of something.

Monk Shi Yuan smiled slightly: "Heat, ......"

As he spoke, he picked up the coals and threw them under the tub, poured alcohol on them, and the match was lit by the doctor and thrown onto the coals.

"Damn, you want to cook me?!" Yang Yi was horrified to find that where was this bathing, this was simply cooking.

No wonder this bath water is cold, feelings are cold water!

Monk Shi Yuan nodded: "That's right, you can only exert the medicinal effect of herbs by constantly heating, you can stay here, and the poor monk will come back to help you open up the meridians in a day......"

"One day? Will I still be alive? It's all cooked! Yang Yi struggled to climb out of the bathtub, but he didn't die.

Monk Shi Yuan pressed him into the bathtub, knocked Yang Yi's head, and said with hatred: "Are you stupid?" Isn't it stupid? ”

"I ...... What's wrong with me? Yang Yi was puzzled.

"This is Mount Everest, the temperature on Mount Everest is low, the boiling point of water will also decrease, the temperature will not reach 100 degrees, at most 80 or 90 degrees, what are you afraid of......"

Yang Yi thought about it, hey, that's right, at such a high altitude, the boiling point of water will naturally decrease, and it will not really boil for a lifetime, no wonder this monk is not worried at all.

Although the temperature of eighty or ninety degrees sounds very high, Yang Yi is confident that he can still persevere, although his martial arts have been abolished, but the solid muscles are still there, and the patience is still much higher than that of ordinary people.

As the temperature continued to rise, Monk Shi Yuan kept adding coal to ensure that the flame would not be extinguished, and slowly, water vapor began to emit from the bath barrel.

'Gurgling ......' bubbles began to bubble out, and then exploded, splashing Yang Yi's face, but it was not as hot as he imagined.

There was a faint smell of medicine in the air, and a variety of medicines were mixed together, and I couldn't tell what the smell was, but smelling it could make people feel shocked.

The temperature of the water gradually stabilized, and Yang Yi felt as if he was sitting by the stove, the flames were rising, scorching all parts of his body, and the moisture in his body was slowly leaving.

However, this is still within the range of his bearing, in order for Yang Yi not to collapse and die, Monk Shi Yuan also took a bottle of mineral water and a straw, stuffed it into Yang Yi's mouth and said, "Drink some if you are thirsty......"

"It's really enjoyable...... Yang Yi lay on his back in the bathtub, as if he had soaked in a hot spring, and the cells in his whole body were a little active, which was invigorating.

Time passed little by little, half a day, Yang Yi spent it in the bath, those medicines treasured by the monk Shi Yuan were really not ordinary, Yang Yi could clearly feel the warm current rushing into his body.

Slowly moving forward in the meridians, repairing the damaged meridians and repairing the broken dantian.

There is also a large part of the flow into the body I don't know where it went, Yang Yi guessed, it should have been absorbed by his own body, after all, Monk Shi Yuan also said that if the demon body and the Dao heart want to fuse, they need a lot of energy to stabilize them.

Monk Shi Yuan stayed by the bathtub step by step, which made Yang Yi feel very embarrassed, after all, everyone was a lot older.

"Master, are you hungry? I don't have to watch this for a while, why don't you go and have a meal and come back? Yang Yidao.

Monk Shi Yuan, who closed his eyes and recuperated, opened his eyes, glanced at Yang Yi lightly and said, "Even if you kid has a conscience, but the poor monk has been in the valley for many years, and there is no problem if you don't eat for a few days......"

"Isn't that an ascension to an immortal?" Yang Yi's eyes widened, and he felt incredible, he could live without eating?

"Fourth-level elites can absorb the energy of nature and use it for their own use, and there is no problem for poor monks not to eat for a few months, but sometimes they are greedy and want to have a good time......," Monk Shi Yuan said.

Yang Yi suddenly realized that Monk Shi Yuan's strength was beyond the scope of his cognition, and he could already absorb the functions needed by his body through breathing.

The time of the day passed quickly, and although Xiao Qian, who was waiting outside, was anxious, she was not worried, because Yang Yi had already told her before that it would take a few days for her to get out of the customs, and nothing would happen.

Xiao Qian walked around the cave for a while, and when she saw the kitchen, she immediately felt that she should do something to pass the time.

The ingredients in the kitchen are all vegetarian dishes, Xiaoqian can naturally understand, a monk can't eat meat if he doesn't eat vegetarian?

She stir-fried a few side dishes, steamed tofu, dried fried beans, and shredded potatoes with green peppers, which were completely made according to the dietary habits of the monks.

Before the dish was ready, the monk Shi Yuan, who had a thief in his nose, had already smelled the smell, and suddenly couldn't stay in the alchemy room anymore, walking around from time to time, as if he was thinking about what reason to go out.

Yang Yi didn't know what he was doing, so he asked, "Master?" What happened to you? Is it boring here that you can't stay? Or...... Go out and get some fresh air! ”

"Gotta get it!" Monk Shi Yuan was waiting for Yang Yi's words, nodded heavily, and ran out without saying a word.

happened to meet Xiao Qian who came out of the kitchen with side dishes, Monk Shi Yuan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said courteously: "Let the poor monk come, the female donor is a guest, how can you let the female donor cook in the kitchen?" ”

"What's the matter, I'm just idle and have nothing to do, and it just happened to be dinner time again, so I wanted to fry two dishes for you to eat...... Xiaoqian said modestly.

Monk Shi Yuan didn't wash his hands, he took a piece of tofu and stuffed it into his mouth, and suddenly felt a fragrance echoing in his mouth.

"Hmm...... The heat of this tofu is just right, not sooner or later, it tastes very tender......" Monk Shi Yuan gave Xiao Qian a thumbs up, "Come on, come on, let's sit down and eat, starve the poor monk to death......"

"Uh...... Brother Yang Yi doesn't need to eat? Xiao Qian pointed to the location of the alchemy room.

Monk Shi Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then he knew that this table meal was specially made by Xiao Qian for Yang Yi, and he couldn't help but be jealous, and waved his big hand and said: "Don't worry about that kid, he can't eat now, and as soon as he eats, he will give up all his efforts......"

"Okay then......" Xiao Qian nodded in frustration.

This meal is the best that Monk Shi Yuan has eaten in recent months, he and his junior brother live in this cave, there is no kitchen and ingredients, but neither of them is very good at cooking.

A lot of times I can only order a clear soup noodle or something, and I live a poor life.

As soon as Xiao Qian came, Monk Shi Yuan suddenly tasted the delicious taste of the world, and almost all of the dishes went into his own stomach, just like that, he kept looking at the plate, and he wanted to eat some more.

Xiao Qian naturally saw what Monk Shi Yuan was thinking, and asked tentatively, "Master, haven't you eaten well?" Or...... I'll do it again......"

"This ...... Don't hide it from the female benefactor, the poor monk has a lot of food, and he hasn't eaten for several days, so he can't satisfy his stomach for a while, hehe......" Monk Shi Yuan smiled embarrassedly.

"Huh?!" Xiao Qian's eyes widened, and she blinked and said, "The master hasn't eaten for a few days?" ”

"Nope!" Monk Shi Yuan nodded affirmatively.

No one knows how to cook, and even if they do, it's not delicious, which is one of the reasons why he has a grain of salt, so sometimes he drinks noodles once a month.

"Then master, wait a minute, I'll make some more ......," Xiao Qian said, put down the steamed buns in her hand and hurriedly ran into the kitchen.

The reason why she is so diligent is also to please Monk Shiyuan, so that he can do his best to help Yang Yi, I have to say that the little girl can still distinguish the situation.

Monk Shi Yuan, who is old and refined, naturally knows what she thinks, he treats Yang Yi and asks Xiaoqian to cook a few meals, and Monk Shi Yuan feels that it is still natural.