Yan Shangyu stopped, but looking at Duan Jing's expression, he seemed to be a little unsatisfied, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Brother Duan's strength is not weak, but these common senses seem to have never told this child, how can this be done when he is out of the house, and this is a place of right and wrong.

Thinking of this, Yan Shang couldn't help but sigh lightly, when Duan Pilgrim sent this child, he only said that it was inconvenient to perform the task, but Yan Shang felt that his trip was dangerous before making this decision, since he couldn't intervene, he had to take care of Duan Jing with all his heart.

At this time, Duan Jinggang slowly came back to his senses, and after listening to Uncle Yan's description of cultivation, he was now extremely excited, thinking of one play after another.

"Uncle Yan, now that I'm done listening, tell me the way to save the Cuizhu Liquid!" Duan Jing's eyes were full of impatience.

Yan Shang dissipated the sadness on his face, and immediately replaced it with a loving look, he still had a question in his heart to test Duan Jing, to test whether he had the quality of a strong person.

There are thousands of ways for a person to gain strength, but a person with a weak will, even if he cultivates with all his heart, is doomed to not go far, once he loses his umbrella, he can only be like duckweed, swaying in the wind and rain;

If he does not have the qualifications to become a strong man, even if Duan Jing's talent is not weak, even if Duan Jing is the son of an old man, Yan Shang will never be willing to help, this is the responsibility of the strong.

"Jing'er, if you have the strength in the future, what do you want to do?" Yan Shang attacked Duan Jing with the Lingdu sound, the coercion of the eighth layer of the Spirit Realm, even if Yan Shang's rock system Xuanjing was still just beginning to take shape, it was definitely not something that Duan Jing could compete with now in the fifth layer of the casting.

The spiritual pressure shocked, and Duan Jing suddenly looked in a trance.

This was originally a means of torture, Yan Shang naturally knew that now the test Duan Jing was just selfish, and now he could speak clearly with his subconscious, and he still maintained the state of Duyin, just to arrange a suitable path for Duan Jing.

If Duan Jing is destined to die on the path of martial arts in the future, it is better to let him live a stable and peaceful life.

Duan Jing's eyes were blurred, and he was in a hypnotic state at this time, slowly speaking according to his subconscious.

"I... I don't know if I had. strength, I will be able to protect myself, protect well... Uncle Yan, my father doesn't have to go on dangerous missions to make money. ”

"With strength, can. I can help those who are suffering, and when those captains rob cargo ships, I can stand up and not be afraid. ”

"My father said that because he didn't have the strength to protect his mother, during the Qingming Festival, he hid aside every time he went to worship his mother, and wiped his tears. ”

"Even if it is death, I don't want to die of powerlessness... I"

Hearing this, Yan Shang lifted the sound, and his heart couldn't help but be filled with inexplicable sadness, feeling sorry for this precocious child.

In fact, this child has long understood the world, but he is always willing to show his innocent side, maybe it is rare to be confused to make him feel better, and he himself wants to do his best for his relatives, but because he is young, he is not recognized, so he can only secretly digest his grief.

...

Duan Jing gradually regained consciousness, and when he felt the pain caused by Duyin, he suddenly hugged his head and shouted, "My head! Uncle Yan, help me. My head is about to crack..."

After a while, Duan Jingcai felt that the pain had subsided, his eyelids drooped, and he said weakly: "Uncle Yan, what did you do?"

"How do you feel after this experience?" Yan Shang reddened slightly, smiled kindly, and answered some questions.

"Uncle Yan, do you look at me like this?"

"You're really not presentable. Yan Shang shrugged his shoulders undeniably and teased, "But your Cuizhu Liquid can indeed be saved, but it will be more painful than this when absorbed, so are you going to give it up?"

Taking advantage of Duan Jing's thoughts, Yan Shang secretly wiped the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and it was impossible for him to continue to sound without loss.

"No, Uncle Yan, I never thought of giving up from the beginning. The tiredness on Duan Jing's face was obvious, but the perseverance in his eyes seemed as steady as Mount Tai.

"Good boy, get into the barrel, now. ”

Duan Jing didn't dare to hesitate, he snorted, his movements were slightly sluggish, and he staggered in, squeezing the medicinal bath and splashing all over the place.

"Jing'er, remember my next words!"

"This medicinal bath has been doped with the essence of sea rocks, and I can't get rid of it with my strength, but fortunately, the rock system Xuanjing I practice is a fierce force, and later when you absorb the energy of the medicinal bath, I will inject my own spiritual power, if you can combine the two energies of rigidity and softness, not only can you improve your strength, but also enter the spiritual realm in the future. ”

"Rigidity and softness converge, energy fusion is extremely difficult, you must hold on, once you relax, you will explode and die!"

Yan Shang explained so seriously, Duan Jing naturally knew the stakes of it, one step to heaven, one step to hell, for the sake of strength, even if it was nine deaths, he had to endure it.

"Uncle Yan, I'm ready. If I can't hold on, you don't need to say, it's because I'm not angry! ”

Duan Jing's hands, which were originally so nervous that he clasped the edge of the barrel, slowly sent them away, his eyes gradually closed, he raised his hands to his chest, his fingertips twisted out the Spirit Gathering Seal Technique, controlling his breathing, contemplating and calming his breath, and a far more clammy and cold energy penetrated from the pores, surging wildly towards the dantian.

"Uh... It's so cold..."Duan Jing's brows tightened suddenly, and he let out a sound of pain.

Yan Shang didn't dare to delay, raised his index finger lightly, condensed the spiritual power on his fingertips, and slammed towards the main meridians on Duan Jing's back, and then used his palm to contain the spirit and inject energy into Duan Jing's body.

Originally, the meridians were hit with finger force, which was meant to block the flow of some of Duan Jing's meridians, first make Duan Jing's absorption slower, even if there was an accident, there would be time to remedy, if Duan Jing could accept it later, and then gradually contact the blockade.

The blue-purple medicinal bath touched Duan Jing's skin, and the temperature of the medicinal bath continued to rise, and the color faded at an extremely slow rate, making it almost impossible to detect unless you looked closely.

Tea Kung Fu, the cold and biting cold spring medicinal bath before, is now boiling due to the rising temperature, and the water vapor evaporates and diffuses, enveloping the entire room.

The fusion of yin and yang in Duan Jing's body made the blue and gold colors of his face continue to emerge, even though the energy agitation was already painful, and he tried his best to control his breathing was a little short, Duan Jing still didn't scream again, clenched his teeth in order to endure the pain, and between the grinding mouths, a bright red blood line fell down the corner of his mouth.

While Duan Jing continued to endure the pain and absorb, Yan Shang's consumption was also extremely huge, although the eighth layer of the Spirit Condensation Realm was not weak in the Nanyue Realm, and it was not omnipotent, but in order to complete Duan Jing, he had to grit his teeth and hold on, ensuring the input of appropriate energy, now is the critical moment, once there is the slightest difference, but the previous efforts are lost, and the impact of the imbalance of yin and yang is self-evident.

A quarter of an hour, half an hour, an hour, two hours, with the passage of time, the color of the medicinal bath has become almost transparent, and Duan Jing's face has no bitterness, but the lips are a little pale, and at the same time, the original thin body is a little too bloated, this is the result of the energy surge, and when the absorption of the two spiritual powers stops, it will naturally recover.

...

When Duan Jing noticed that there was no longer any energy of emerald bamboo liquid in the wooden barrel, he suddenly opened his closed eyes, and the blue, blue and gold colors in his pitch-black pupils flowed, and then disappeared without a trace, and the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, he knew that he had survived.

This is the first time Duan Jing has felt such a majestic aura, but these auras are temporarily circulating in the meridians, and they have not yet been completely absorbed, and now Duan Jing is extremely weak, prostration is so close that he is pranayama again, it is not easy to achieve a balance of control ability, and he no longer has the energy to complete this.

Yan Shang had previously sensed that Duan Jing had woken up and lifted his palm, and when he saw Duan Jing sleeping again, he knew that he was seven or eight minutes old, so that he could rest and recuperate, and if he could survive this kind of suffering, he would naturally collapse and pass.

In order to ensure the stability of the energy of Duan Jing's meridians, Yan Shang still carefully confirmed it before he settled down, and scooped Duan Jing out of the bucket and placed it firmly on the bed.

Yan Shang took a few deep breaths, and just as he was about to go back to recuperate, a weak voice sounded behind him.

"Uncle Yan... Uncle Yan".

"Uncle Yan... I still haven't poured half a bottle here... Next time... Please. ”

Yan Shang has been exporting his spiritual power for a long time, and he is already extremely weak, but now when he hears this again, he suddenly feels a hot throat and eyes, and a mouthful of old blood almost spurts out, so he hurriedly raised his hand to cover his mouth tightly, and staggered out of the room in a few steps.