"Knock! knock!"

On the official road outside the North Festival Castle, a horse-drawn carriage moved smoothly, its wheels pressed against the ground, and the sound was loud in the quiet night.

"What's wrong?"

In the carriage, the old man in the yellow shirt sat with his eyes closed, but he still found the girl's hand, brushing it on the inside of his right forearm.

The girl didn't know why, after leaving the city, the mortal characters of the marriage mark faintly burned and stinged, and in the dark, it seemed that something painful had happened, affecting her state of mind.

Facing the gaze of the old man who opened his eyes, the slightly immature girl just looked cold and shook her head gently.

"When you were young and ignorant, it was indeed inconsiderate to set this family business for you and plant the mark of marriage, but the yuan of your wood vein needs to be nourished by the treasure wood heart stone. The old man in the yellow shirt looked a little complicated.

"Ji Fan's child is about to die, the marriage mark will definitely have an impact on your state of mind, bear with it for a while, if Ji Fan leaves, the bond of this marriage mark will disappear. Seeing that the girl was silent, the old man in the yellow shirt sighed and said.

"Is he really serious?"

Although the girl's expression was cold, she couldn't help but ask.

"It seems that it has reached the level of internal fire attacking the heart, if there is no mysterious method to wash the marrow and consolidate the foundation, I am afraid that it will be difficult to support!" The old man in the yellow shirt was not very optimistic.

Just when the girl didn't understand the marriage mark, why there was a faint burning and stinging sensation, but she didn't want to mention the marriage mark, the courtyard of the North Festival City Ji Mansion was already in the dead of night.

The heavy thick door of the stone house was closed, and I am afraid that no one would have imagined that a young man who seemed to be dying would actually set himself on fire in the stone house.

"Giggles!"

There was a sneering sound, and a trace of red fire floating out of the six carbon furnaces, like a gentle silky light, drilled into Ji Fan's body sitting cross-legged on the ground, and the severe pain made him tremble all over his body, and he gritted his teeth secretly.

"Suck it in!"

Sensing that the hunger, thirst, and emptiness in his body were weakening, and he instinctively resisted the pain, Ji Fan couldn't help but roar in his heart.

The Burning Fire Forging Body Technique that Ji Fan cultivated was still different from the cultivation method of the person who created this Body Forging Technique.

According to the records of the person who created the formula, before cultivating the Burning Fire Forging Body Technique, it was necessary to follow a special method to let the Taiyin Lung of the Hand go retrograde through the True Qi, and use the thumb Shaoshang to guide the burning fire into the body, but it was very difficult for Ji Fan, who was stagnant in the meridians, to do this, and he was using his mind as a guide to devour the burning fire with the help of the body's hunger, thirst, and emptiness.

Obviously the painful skin twitched, and the green tendons were exposed, Ji Fan had to relax as much as possible to avoid the rejection of the slightest incineration because of the physical pain, which even made it difficult for him to endure.

Not only the burning pain of the flesh, but even every time Ji Fan took a breath, the slightest trace of burning fire burned into his nose and chest, which would bring a feeling that life was worse than death.

If someone was in the stone house at this time, they would find that every time a trace of burning flame touched Ji Fan's blackened body, there would be faint ripples, and when they entered his body, it was no longer just burning his skin.

The burning fire flowed through Ji Fan's body, like countless spikes twisting, and the pain was incomparable.

"I'm still conscious ......"

Ji Fan's mind was extremely determined, and his cross-legged figure not only did not fall, but simply vomited.

In the great pain, Ji Fan only had a trace of insistence to live, to numb himself, and let the fire burn his body.

The strong emotions of fighting against fate and fighting against death even gradually suppressed the pain in the body, making Ji Fan at this time like a devil in a burning fire.

Just when Ji Fan's perception was about to disappear, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground to maintain Tuna, but his body was slowly rotating on the ground according to the rhythm of Tuna.

Ji Fan's body sitting cross-legged was charred black, and the inside was like a red-hot coal, showing the texture of the twelve canons and the eight veins of the strange meridians.

The accumulation of Dan power in the meridians, under the scorching flames, faintly showed signs of dissipation, and nourished his body.

The stinging pain turned into a dull pain, which was obviously unbearable, but Ji Fan entered a short-lived and wonderful state, and his mood was unwavering.

A thought, like a drop of water falling into an ancient well, provoked a ding-dong sound, and the devouring power of Ji Fan's body slowly disappeared, cutting off the connection with the fire outside the body.

The slightest trace of fire that poured out from the six carbon furnaces, after losing Ji Fan's guidance, ignited the object and dissipated in the stone house, and his charred body began to evaporate.

The burning pain like a puncture of ten thousand needles did not ease, and his consciousness gradually blurred, Ji Fan did not dare to maintain a cross-legged posture of spitting, opened his legs with great difficulty, and climbed as close as possible to the six carbon stoves despite the pain.

Although Ji Fan was in pain and tired, he told himself that he couldn't lose consciousness, forced himself to close his eyes and pretend to be patient, and breathed on his stomach.

Even if his breathing is weak, Ji Fan has to maintain his vitality, otherwise he is afraid that he will not even be able to survive the dawn in such a state.

The rough fire filled the nose and chest, like a knife cutting flesh and blood.

"Seriously injured!"

At this moment, Ji Fan realized that he still despised the Burning Fire Forging Body Technique and the Way of Cultivation.

Time passed little by little, and this night was so long for Ji Fan.

In Ji Fan's careful thinking, forging the body is not achieved overnight, this process usually takes a long time to reflect the effect, and there are many emphasis, such as refining the muscles, refining the bones, and condensing the internal organs.

The light of the fire of the six carbon furnaces had already dimmed, and it was not until dawn that Ji Fan's mind and body were truly calm.

The bedding on the stone bed had been burned to ashes early, and the stone house at this time was like a fire.

Ji Fan's old skin and flesh injuries were exposed, and his body was burned black, but the strange thing was that on his skin, there were no ulceration burns, and the skin and flesh were not charred.

"Hulong!"

The sound of the heavy stone door dragging sounded, and the sun shone into the stone house, and the pock-faced woman holding the water bowl suddenly showed a frightened look when she saw the scene of the stone house being burned by fire.

"Someone, someone, something's wrong......"

The pock-faced woman looked at Ji Fan, who was charred and blackened, and shouted in panic when she turned around and went out.

Being called by the pock-faced woman, Ji Fan couldn't help but feel nervous, unsure of what decision his grandfather and the hunchbacked old man would make in his current situation.

It didn't take long for the sound of hurried footsteps to enter the courtyard courtyard.

"What's going on?"

The hunchbacked old man's first reaction when he rushed into the stone house was that his anger could not be suppressed.

In fact, there is no need for the hunchbacked old man to ask, everyone can also see that it is on fire, and he is obviously blaming the pock-faced woman for not taking good care of her.

In the middle of summer, it is already hot and dry, and there are six red carbon stoves, even if they catch fire, no one will find it strange.

I saw that the hunchbacked old man first anxiously put his hand on Ji Fan's wrist, but it didn't take long for his expression to quickly turn into surprise.

"Elder Chen, are you going to say something?"

The beautiful woman was vicious to Ji Fan, but she cared about his life very much.

"I didn't expect to be burned like this, but it was a blessing in disguise, the meridian stasis has improved significantly, and the overall pulse is a lot stronger, but it seems that the inhalation of fire has injured the lung vein, and I need to take time to recuperate, so I quickly carried him to the room next to him, wiped and wiped the medicine. "The hunchbacked old man's emotions are a little unbearable.

Hearing Chen Gengnian say that Ji Fan had improved, the mood of everyone in the Ji family was quite complicated.

Only Ji Fan knows that if he can't open the spiritual vein and plant the spiritual root and shed the mortal body, the damage to the lung vein will be an injury that he will be difficult to get rid of for a long time, not to mention that the hunchbacked old man and the beautiful woman still have bad intentions.

The maid who followed the beautiful woman was busy helping Ji Fan clean his body, and after the medicine was applied and the bandage was re-wrapped, an hour had passed.

"Does this look like it's okay?"

When the rest of the Ji Mansion left, the beautiful woman observed Ji Fan on the stone bed and said with annoyance.

"The meridian stasis has finally loosened, of course the situation is much better than before, even if the qi and blood are not very smooth, but it can be run, and the opportunity may be right in front of you!" The hunchbacked old man hesitated, as if he had made a decision, and took out a small bottle from his arms.

"What is this?"

Seeing the hunchbacked old man pouring out a dark red elixir in a small bottle, the beautiful woman couldn't help but ask cautiously.

"This is the Yuan Blood Pill that can enhance the recovery power of his physical body, it is very expensive, because refining it requires an important medicinal material, that is, the Blood Spirit Grass, this kind of elixir, Madam should have heard of it, right?" said the hunchbacked old man with a grim smile.

"Where did you get the Blood Spirit Grass? It is not an elixir at all, but a magic potion, even in the Burial Spirit Mountain Range, the Blood Spirit Grass is almost extinct, and those who take the Blood Spirit Grass will not end well, at least the blood will boil and go crazy, and at the worst it will explode and die. The beautiful woman didn't even bother to call the hunchbacked old man respectfully.

"On the year of the Blood Spirit Grass, the Burial Spirit Mountain Range does not exist, but it does not mean that there is no short year, a year ago, the old man went to the Burial Spirit Mountain Range to investigate, and he was fortunate to catch up with a Blood Spirit Grass that broke through the ground. The hunchbacked old man couldn't hide his excitement and clenched his withered hands.

"Why can't you wait any longer, although the concubine body doesn't know the specific effect of this Yuan Blood Pill, but adding the Blood Spirit Grass is enough to kill him. The beautiful woman could feel that the hunchbacked old man was becoming more and more anxious.

"The Yuan Blood Pill comes from the ancient Dan Fang, although the elixir of alchemy is very short, and it cannot reach the magic of creation and invasion of the mystery, but it must also have a miraculous effect, taking advantage of the loosening of the meridians of this sub, there is no better chance than this, his own consciousness has almost been annihilated, plus the Delusion Pill that he took in the past has been integrated into the Boiling Blood Grass, and now with the Yuan Blood Pill, it is very likely to survive, if he misses this opportunity to accumulate the meridians again, it will be even more difficult to raise this living corpse. The hunchbacked old man looked at Ji Fan, who had a weak breath on the stone bed, and had deep expectations.

"In the past, the old man didn't think of the method of fire refining, you go to find three carbon furnaces, prepare the red carbon, the old man wants to put down the nine-turn alchemy array, after taking the Yuan Blood Pill here, his meridians will be silted and refined, don't alarm the people in the house this time, whether Ji Ming can get a natal living corpse that can send souls, now is the key, with this bloodline natal living corpse, over time, Ji Ming may even become a pivotal powerhouse in the Xuanyin Sect. When the hunchbacked old man said that later, he looked like he was thinking about Ji Ming, with a sense of temptation.