It was not the first time He Shenyuan had taken a medicinal bath.

When he soaked it for the first time, he still couldn't stand the strong smell of medicine, but for Song Yue's sake, he still pinched his nose and soaked it.

As a result, after soaking, he found that the effect of the medicinal bath was very good.

It was the first day he entered the space, and he used the equipment to train, and at the end of the day, the muscles in his body were very sore.

At his usual rate of recovery, the pain usually lasts for a day or two before it goes away completely.

But after soaking in the medicinal bath given by Song Yue, his muscles soon stopped being sore, and his whole body seemed to be full of energy again.

So after that time, when he took the medicinal bath again, although He Shenyuan still hated the strong smell of medicine, he did not reject it in his heart, but had some expectations.

Now, he's used to it.

But leaning in the bathtub, He Shenyuan couldn't help but think of Song Yue.

He wanted to know what Song Yue had experienced in the other world.

Song Yue's desperate posture made him feel very distressed.

Finally, after the medicinal bath was finished, He Shenyuan took another hot bath to dilute the smell of medicine on his body, and then went to find Song Yue, ready to call her back to the room to sleep together.

Who knew that when he went out, he found that Song Yue was lying on a strange bed, with a gold needle inserted in each of his limbs, a metal chuck and a slender wire were clamped between the gold needles, and a strange instrument was connected to the other end of the wire.

He could tell at a glance that the instrument was energized.

Looking at Song Yue again, he was frowning, obviously patient.

He Shenyuan was a little angry, and he asked Song Yue in shock: "Yueyue, what are you doing?" ”

He wanted to turn off the instrument, but he was worried that it would hurt Song Yue, so he could only stand aside helplessly.

"I'm cultivating, you go back to sleep first, I'll go back when I'm done cultivating."

"Cultivation? What kind of cultivation is this? He Shenyuan felt that the anger that had been suppressed in his heart was about to explode, "You are cultivating in this way?" ”

Song Yue said as a matter of course: "Refining the body is originally to be through special means. Only by destroying again and again will the body become stronger. ”

Just like the iron sand palm in the ancient martial arts, when practicing, you have to keep inserting your hands into the sand, and through the friction of the sand, you will constantly destroy the skin of the palm, and finally the palm will be covered with calluses, and the muscles, bones, skin and flesh will become stronger and stronger.

The same is true for ballet in dance, where you have to practice standing on your toes, and eventually the bones on your toes are deformed, and it becomes easier and easier to stand up.

Calluses and deformed bones, while ugly, are another evolution of the body.

In this world, if you want to get something, you always have to pay first.

Song Yue didn't expect that he would face the Song family so early.

The situation was even more complicated than she expected, she had to raise her refining level as soon as possible, fuse the seed of Fugui, and start cultivating.

Only then can she have a stronger ability to protect herself and protect her family.

She ran out of time.

He Shenyuan understood what Song Yue meant, and he also knew this truth.

But he just couldn't accept Song Yue's self-harming cultivation method.

He asked sadly, "Yueyue, does cultivation have to be like this?" ”

"You should know very well how you got here when you were a child, right?" Song Yue looked directly into his eyes, "You don't have to be like this, I'm just cultivating, and I don't want to harm myself, you don't have to worry." ”

He Shenyuan had no choice but to say, "Then I'll cultivate with you." ”

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