Chapter 12 Boiling the Spiritual Anointing

Whew.

The thunder dragon ran for three or four miles in a row, and he also felt that his breath was a little short.

But he didn't dare to stay, behind him, there was a demon god chasing him, as long as he stopped, he would be caught up by Jiang Han, and in the face of the genius Jiang Han, he had no chance of winning.

At this time, Jiang Han also raised his speed to the highest, and in the flash of his body, he crossed seven or eight huge numbers and chased towards the thunder dragon.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the thunder dragon, the thunder dragon's heart tightened, knowing that today, he couldn't be good.

"Damn, this guy is a genius of the Martial Dao Ninefold, his physical strength is better than mine, I can't run away at all!" Thunder Dragon instantly woke up, Jiang Han did not go mad, but a master of the Martial Dao Ninefold, how could he escape with a martial arts eightfold!

"Fight!" Lei Long's heart was ruthless, and he simply stopped, gasping for breath and adjusting his breath.

When Jiang Han caught up, Lei Long's breathing had stabilized, and he looked at Jiang Han coldly without saying a word.

"Not running?"

Jiang Han's expression was indifferent.

"Jiang Han, are you sure you want to kill them all?" Lei Long clenched his fists, wanting to take the initiative to attack, but his fists couldn't be swung out, facing Jiang Han of the Martial Dao Ninefold, he didn't have the courage to make a move!

"Since you have taken action against me, you will naturally have to pay the price!"

Jiang Han smiled faintly, and then strode forward, the power of qi and blood in his body surged, and he punched at the thunder dragon's chest.

His hand was in the air, and he shook from side to side, making the thunder dragon unsure where this punch was going to go, but with his strong intuition, the thunder dragon still reached out to stop Jiang Han's punch at the last moment.

"Huh?"

At the same time as the thunder dragon's body retreated slightly, he was also shocked in his heart.

He could feel that Jiang Han did not have the strength of the Martial Dao Ninefold, and the power of qi and blood gave him the feeling that it was only the Martial Dao Fivefold.

"How come his cultivation is only the fifth level of martial arts!"

Lei Long's heart was full of doubts, but Jiang Han's fist had already struck like a torrential rain, and Lei Long's hands were like phantoms, continuously blocking, and he found that Jiang Han's qi and blood power had always only been maintained at the fifth level of martial arts.

"Haha, although I don't understand why you only have the five layers of martial arts, but the five levels of martial arts, I can shoot it to death if I raise my hand!"

"Really?"

Jiang Han's eyebrows lowered, his hands suddenly turned into phantoms, and with a bang, he had already reached the chest of the thunder dragon, and with a fierce palm, it was printed.

Click.

The bones in the thunder dragon's chest were instantly cracked, and the whole person retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of old blood, looked at Jiang Han in disbelief, and said, "How is it possible, your wind palm, why is it so fast!"

The Wind Palm is the Jiang family's intermediate martial arts, and the power is like that, Lei Long has bullied the Jiang family who have practiced the Wind Palm more than once, and he has a lot of experience in dealing with this martial art.

However, at this time, Jiang Han's Wind Palm surpassed his cognition.

Even if you are a master of the Naive Realm, using the Wind Palm, it's just that, right?

How could Jiang Han do it?

"You're talking too much nonsense. ”

Jiang Han didn't bother to pay attention to the Thunder Dragon's question, his body moved forward, and a set of windy palms were impenetrable, forcing the Thunder Dragon to retreat again and again.

Jiang Han's palm, the thunder dragon had to be tired of coping, but he was a power-type martial artist, and he had no ability to resist in the face of a palm technique that was as fast as the wind.

Often Jiang Han has one palm in his three palms, and he can't stop it.

In just a few breaths, the thunder dragon was slapped by Jiang Han more than a dozen times.

He couldn't see a piece of good meat all over his body, and his ears and nose were spurting blood, which looked particularly hideous.

On the contrary, it was Jiang Han, his expression was flat, and he just had his hands on his sleeves, and because of the continuous fighting, he became tattered, but it was just that.

"Sure enough, Thunder Dragon, you are born with infinite strength, when you are five years old, you can lift a hundred catties of boulders, and your ability to resist blows is so strong! Originally, you could go further in the martial arts, but unfortunately, you provoked me!"

Every time Jiang Han slapped his palm, Lei Long felt his heart sink, especially Jiang Han's words, which made him regret in his heart.

"Yes, I took the wrong medicine to provoke Jiang Han, I originally cultivated hard, I could enter the Martial Dao Nine Folds, enter the Innocence Realm, and become a disciple of the Great Sect, and if I succeed in cultivation in the future, I can also sit on one side ......"

Lei Long's heart was full of remorse.

"Jiang Han, I know it's wrong, I swear, I won't tell anyone about you killing Lei Shaozong, just ask you to let me live!"

Lei Long roared with insufficient energy, and was slapped more than ten times by Jiang Han, he was already seriously injured.

"That can't be. ”

Jiang Han shook his head and slapped his hands out continuously.

Finally, Jiang Han saw a flaw and slapped his palm on the throat of the thunder dragon.

Click.

Brontosaurus's throat was broken, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that he had died here, he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he could only make a cough-cough sound.

And Jiang Han, after taking one last glance at the corpse of the thunder dragon, shook his head and turned to leave.

Finding his horse again, Jiang Han rushed towards Qingyang City.

There was no one on the road, and it wasn't until noon, when someone passed here, that they saw a big battle here, and two warriors wearing Lei family costumes were pierced through the heart, and they knew that something big was going to happen.

Because the discoverer had nothing to do with the Lei family, the news was very slow, and it was only transmitted back to the Lei family late at night that day.

At this time, Jiang Han had already returned to Jiang's house.

At this time, Jiang Han locked himself in the kitchen, and he couldn't even take care of the little girl Chunya.

Four cans of monkey wine were placed on the board by him, and beside him, the herbs such as the opposite grass had also been ground into powder by him.

Although it was already late at night, Jiang Han didn't go to sleep, but instead lit a fire and prepared to boil the ointment, he couldn't wait to restore the strength of the martial arts ninefold.

What happened today sounded a wake-up call for him, no matter what Lei Long and they were provoking themselves, but they did die at their own hands, and it was impossible for the Lei family not to have doubts.

Because today, I happen to be on that road.

There is Lei Shaozong in the front, and Lei Long in the back, they are all first-class geniuses of the Lei family, what the Lei family will do, Jiang Han is not easy to predict.

Therefore, Jiang Han must recover his strength as soon as possible, only by restoring to the ninefold martial arts can the Jiang family really value themselves, and when the time comes, even if they tear their faces, the Jiang family will try their best to protect Jiang Han.

The fire burned very big, Jiang Han was in the pot, filled with a full pot of water, and it didn't take long for the water to boil.

Jiang Han hurriedly threw the powder of the four herbs into it.

It is not complicated to boil the spirit ointment, but you need to master the heat, this kind of heat is not big and small, but to accurately control the boiling time, one more point or one point less, the effect of the medicine will be greatly reduced.

Jiang Han boiled it over high heat for two hours, a pot of soup and medicine, which gradually became scarce, and finally only when there were only two bowls left, he started the next step.

Picking up the gauze that had been prepared next to him, Jiang Han filtered out all the medicinal residues, and then boiled another pot of water and continued to boil.

All day, Jiang Han spent time boiling the decoction, and finally, when all the medicinal properties in the residue were boiled out, Jiang Han finally stopped.

In front of him, there were ten bowls of decoction.

"Then comes the most crucial step. ”

Jiang Han's expression became rare and serious, and then he poured all the monkey wine and decoction into the pot again.

fire, continue to boil.

While boiling, you also need to stir at the same time.

Gradually, this pot of soup medicine slowly became thicker, and when the spoon in Jiang Han's hand was lifted, the long filaments drawn from the spoon could be clearly seen.

But that's not enough.

Jiang Han turned the low heat again and continued to boil.

After another hour, after a pot of decoction turned into a thick, golden plaster, Jiang Han finally stopped.

So many decoctions, as well as monkey wine, have been boiled for so long, and there are only two bowls.

Jiang Han looked at the spirit gathering paste in front of him, took a deep breath, and only felt a burst of refreshment, the spiritual energy on the spirit gathering paste was sufficient, but there was another effect.

Jiang Han clearly felt that as the spirit gathering paste came out of the pot, there was a faint aura of heaven and earth in the air, gathering towards this side, those aura were very few, almost uncheckable, but Jiang Han knew that this seemingly small amount of aura was of great benefit to cultivation.

"It's a pity for my monkey wine. ”

Jiang Han shook his head, if it weren't for the restoration of the meridians and the restoration of cultivation, he would not be willing to use the monkey wine to make plasters, this monkey wine, even in the eyes of some naΓ―ve realms, transformation realms, and even higher-level existences, is also a rare wine, how could Jiang Han be willing to waste it so much!

But now Jiang Han's only goal is to improve his cultivation, so naturally he can only waste monkey wine.

Squeak.

The door opens.

It was late at night, and it was pitch black.

But as the door opened, Jiang Han saw a figure and fell down.

He hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch it, only to feel a soft and glutinous body lying in his arms, and a virgin fragrance entered his nose.

Jiang Han's heart moved, and when he looked down, he saw that it was Chunya.

Being hugged by Jiang Han like this, Chunya also woke up, and when she saw that she was in the young master's arms, she was so frightened that her face turned red, and she hurriedly jumped away from Jiang Han's arms.

"Less, young master, you finally came out. ”

The little girl's eyes were full of worry, Jiang Han boiled the spirit ointment, it took more than 20 hours, which is equivalent to two days and two nights without going out, how can she not worry.

You must know that Jiang Han used to be in retreat and had to eat, but this time he boiled the decoction and didn't even eat rice.

She had to stay at the door of the kitchen, but she fell asleep unconsciously, leaning against the door, and as soon as Jiang Han opened the door, she collapsed.

"Well, there was a bit of a delay, but it's almost good now. Jiang Han nodded and said casually: "Next, I want to retreat, you don't have to worry about me, no one is allowed to come in!"

"Okay, young master. ”

Chunya nodded in agreement.

Jiang Han turned around and walked towards the room, and as soon as he took two steps out, he heard a cooing sound behind him.

He turned around and happened to see Chunya with a flushed face and clutching her stomach.