"What?, the search team is all dead!?"

Listening to the middle-aged man's report, the young master stood up suddenly, and was about to say something, but he thought of what the old man said to him yesterday, and he sat down again, and even the anger on his face disappeared.

Seeing this, whether it was a middle-aged man or a bodyguard in sunglasses, they all looked at the young master in amazement, you must know that the young master in their impression would never be this kind of person who could still sit still like he was now after suffering a loss, otherwise it would be impossible for an armed team to search for Luo Song.

The middle-aged man hesitated again and again, but finally gritted his teeth and asked, "Young Master, what should we do now?"

"Wait!"

The two of them looked stunned, looking at the young master as if they had seen a ghost, not knowing what the other party meant by this.

"Okay, there's nothing to do, you go down first, Young Master Ben is sleepy and wants to sleep for a while. ”

The two looked at each other, but when they saw the young master's impatient look, they didn't dare to do anything more, and walked out of the tent respectfully.

"I hope you don't disappoint Young Master Ben, Luo Song!" the young master muttered softly, slowly closing his eyes.

In the brown bear cave, Luo Song sat on the stone wall, his eyes were distracted, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Little Songzi, come and see what good things I found for you!" Wu Kun's voice came from outside.

When he walked out of the brown bear cave, he saw Wu Kun holding a ginseng plant in his hand, and some unwiped dirt stood on it.

"This ginseng ......"

Luo Song was just about to speak, but when he saw the ginseng in Wu Kun's hand, he suddenly remembered the black book he got from the bad old man in the mental hospital, which recorded information about ginseng and how to deal with it.

The ginseng in Wu Kun's hand was old and dark, shriveled and ugly, and there were not even a few ginseng whiskers left, but Luo Song was very shocked in his heart.

Looking at the form and appearance of this ginseng, at least seventy or eighty years old, maybe even hundreds of years, he didn't expect Wu Kun to be able to dig up such a good thing.

"Uncle Kun, you don't want to ...... it"

"That's right, although that bad old man doesn't do good deeds and uses the human body to study things, but as far as I know, the mysterious family doesn't raise idlers, especially if he dares to use human body research, that bad old man may have some ways, anyway, you have injuries on your body, let's try how the effect of this old ginseng is." ”

After speaking, Wu Kun walked into the cave, went to prepare some things, and disposed of the old ginseng according to the method in the book.

Looking at Wu Kun, who was busy, the last bit of guilt in Luo Song's heart disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Yesterday, he was careless, his left arm was hit by a bullet, originally he thought that when he returned to the cave, he would be punished by Wu Kun, but he didn't expect Wu Kun to let him rest in Shandong after seeing him shot and shocked, Wu Kun was alone in the dark in the mountains and forests to collect medicine.

Wu Kun is a veteran, and he naturally knows how to save himself after being injured, especially after being shot, when he takes bullets in the field without anesthetics, the injured can only endure the pain of taking bullets.

Before Luo Song used the hook knife insect to take the bullet, the pain he suffered before and after was not something that ordinary people could experience.

A veteran like Wu Kun has a wealth of experience in surviving in the wild, so he naturally knows which herbs have the effect of relieving pain and paralysis.

That night, Wu Kun picked some pain-relieving and paralyzing herbs for Luo Song to pick up bullets, although the process was still very painful, but the paralyzing effect of those herbs did make Luo Song suffer less.

After the bullet was taken out, Luo Song healed his wounds with moon breath, although it was not completely healed, but the wound had been completely scarred, and then he used the power of moon breath to heal the wound for two days, and he should be able to heal completely.

The power of the moon breath, Wu Kun was so shocked that he couldn't speak, but no matter how Luo Song taught Wu Kun, Wu Kun didn't feel the existence of the moon breath, which made Luo Song and Wu Kun very frustrated.

Wu Kun said that he had experienced a lot of things and knew that there were things that he couldn't force on, but Luo Song had been haunted by it, and he was secretly annoyed that he couldn't fully grasp the power of the moon breath.

According to the operation on the black book, it took Wu Kun half a day to refine the old ginseng into a pill the size of a dragon's eye, and handed the old ginseng pill to Luo Song with an excited face.

Looking at the old ginseng pill in his hand, Luo Song wanted Wu Kun to eat it even more, but he knew that a plant of old ginseng that could be hundreds of years old, if he really ate it, with Wu Kun's ordinary physique, he would definitely not be able to stand it.

He knew that this was Wu Kun's intention, and it was also the hard work of half a day, after figuring out this, Luo Song raised his head and ate the old ginseng pill, as for the taste, it can be described in two ways, sour!

After taking the old ginseng pill, the first half hour was nothing, but as time passed little by little, Luo Song felt that his whole body began to get hot, more and more hot, and in the end, it was as if there was a fire burning in his body.

Seeing Luo Song's expression, Wu Kun hurriedly asked, "Boy, how do you feel?"

"I felt like a fire was burning in my body, and the blood in my body was starting to boil. Luo Song's face was red, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept sliding down his face.

"Hurry up and sit down, use your previous method of controlling the monthly interest, and see if you can digest the medicinal power of the old ginseng and enhance your strength!" Wu Kun hurriedly said.

"Hmm!"

Luo Song also knew that if he didn't solve this problem, he was likely to be injured by the medicinal power of the old ginseng, and he could only absorb all the medicinal power.

Immediately, Luo Song manipulated the chaotic heat flow in his body according to the feeling of guiding the moon's breath, and guided the heat flow to the gunshot wound on his left arm.

As soon as the heat flow was channeled to his left arm, Wu Kun noticed that Luo Song's arm suddenly turned red, like a piece of red-hot iron, and the green tendons burst out, as if it could be violently opened at any time.

Wu Kun panicked all of a sudden, he was afraid that Luo Song would have an accident, and he blamed himself in his heart, he shouldn't have boiled the whole old ginseng into pills.

Judging from Luo Song's performance, the old ginseng is definitely a hundred years old, and ordinary people can't stand it even if they eat a whisker, not to mention a whole old ginseng, which is completely a joke with their lives.

Just when Wu Kun was flustered, Luo Song let out a muffled snort, and the gunshot wound on his arm actually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally healed so much that there was no scar left.

This is not over, as if knowing that the wound is healed, Luo Song directs the heat flow to the whole body, pulling the heat flow through the body over and over again.

Every time the heat flow traveled around his body, it would decrease a little, and this decrease was very weak, but Luo Song could clearly feel that the disappeared heat flow was absorbed by his body.

Finding a breakthrough to absorb the heat flow, Luo Song tirelessly pulled the heat flow in his body, from noon to dusk, Luo Song sat cross-legged at the mouth of the cave, and the original red body slowly faded.

Wu Kun was not idle for a moment, he was paying attention to Luo Song, for fear that something would happen to Luo Song, and on the other hand, he was on guard to prevent those searchers from finding here and disturbing Luo Song's absorption of the medicinal power of the old ginseng.

At this time, Luo Song's body was larger than before, like a balloon that had been blown up, and the whole person's body had expanded a lot, looking very burly and powerful, as if a slap could kill a person.

Looking at these changes in Luo Song, Wu Kun's has never let go, in addition to silently praying for Luo Song in his heart, he can only look at Luo Song quietly, not to mention how uncomfortable the torment in his heart is.

Time passed little by little, when the last rays of the evening day disappeared, the night slowly fell, through the gap between the leaves, a ray of moonlight shone on Luo Song's body.

Suddenly, Luo Song, who was originally sitting quietly, began to breathe, but such a change frightened Wu Kun's heart to his throat.

However, when he saw that Luo Song did not have any other abnormal manifestations except for taking a big breath and absorbing the power of the moon breath, his nervous heart slowly relaxed.

Luo Song has been guiding the heat flow to swim in his body, and he doesn't know how many times he has repeated it, but he remembers that at a certain moment, no matter how he guided the heat flow to swim through his body, he could no longer consume the heat flow, which made him suddenly anxious.

He had no choice but to continue to guide the heat flow through his body while trying to figure out a way in his heart.

Just when he had nothing to do, the moonlight shone on his body, and the power of the moon's breath formed in his body, blending into the heat flow, which slowly dissipated, as if turning into strange energy, and integrating into every cell of him.

The power of the moon breath is like the power of neutralizing the heat flow, making it gentle, no longer as hot and domineering as before, and difficult to absorb by the body.

As for Luo Song's swelling and large body, it was also neutralized by the moon's breath, slowly weakening, until it returned to its previous normal size, and there was a layer of black viscous outside his body, which was discharged from all the pores of his body, as if the dirt in his body had been 'washed away'.

Looking at this scene, Wu Kun was stunned at first, and then hurriedly ran into the cave, took out the black book, opened the wolf's eye flashlight that Luo Song had seized before, and kept turning the black book, as if he was looking for some information.

"Found it!"

Wu Kun hurriedly picked up the black book and looked at it word by word, and his originally nervous expression was gradually replaced by excitement.

According to the records in the book, Luo Song absorbed a large amount of medicinal power from the old ginseng, and some qualitative changes occurred in his body, which expelled all the impurities in the body, nourished and tempered the muscles, bones, and flesh and blood, and became more powerful.

Although it has not reached the level of rebirth, but it has absorbed the medicinal power of a whole century-old ginseng, and if you think about it, you can know that the benefits that Luo Song got this time are definitely a big transformation compared to him before.

If you look at it from a cultivator's point of view, Luo Song not only washed his muscles and cut the marrow this time, but also raised his cultivation realm to a higher level.

The strength that Luo Song showed before was already shocking, otherwise he would not have been able to kill more than a hundred armed men after only three days of special training.

It was hard for him to imagine what kind of power Luo Song would have reached when he woke up.