Wang Xing wants to go to it, and it will inevitably be another fierce battle. Wang Xing's father knew this very well, and the place he told Wang Xing was another more secret hot spring. And this hot spring was told by my father that it only appeared at night.

Wang Xing searched for more than an hour, and only then, under the light of the moon, vaguely through the cracks in the trees, saw curling white smoke rising in the darkness.

Pushing aside the thorns that stood in the way, I walked around to a few large trees, and a hot spring about the size of a table appeared in front of me. The entire surface of the hot spring is covered in a misty white gas. A wave of warmth came to the surface.

"Whew!" Wang Xing soaked his whole body in the hot spring and exhaled heartily.

The water is warm, like a quilt that absorbs sunlight, wrapping up the whole body. Not only that, but after soaking for a while, he immediately felt a strange feeling. Every pore in the body seems to be opened, absorbing the hot spring water.

These springs run down the blood and wash the whole body. Especially in the wound on the chest, the feeling brought by the hot spring has never dissipated, as if a soft hand is constantly rubbing gently, and each rubbing makes the wound feel better.

Wang Xing had been soaking in the hot spring until the middle of the night, and was about to get up to leave to go home, when he felt something sharp on the sole of his right foot.

"Hmm?!" Wang Xing bent down and groped under his feet for a moment, touching an extremely hard object. When he took out the water, he had a small iron box in his hand.

The tin box is not big, only the size of a palm, and the lid is tattooed with some strange patterns. The patterns do not form a single unit, but are crumpled together as if they were pieces. It's so chaotic, but it feels extremely harmonious.

"What is this?" Wang Xing thought to himself as he opened the iron box.

There was no water inside the tin box, and a white bottle was placed. Next to the bottle is a piece of cloth. He first picked up the bottle and watched it in his hand. The bottle is painted with several black orchids, printed with moonlight, emitting an inconspicuous white light. It seems that it is not an ordinary mortal product. As the former young hall owner of the Wang Clan's Martial Arts Pavilion, these things are naturally known by the eyes and ears.

"What does it seem to be in there?" Wang Xing shook the bottle a few times, and could clearly hear the sound of some round particles in it.

He uncorked the bottle, a strange fragrance came to his nose, and he suddenly felt refreshed, and when he approached the mouth of the bottle, he saw that there were more than a dozen brown pills the size of half a finger lying inside.

Wang Xing unfolded the cloth and wrote a text message in black scribbled handwriting, and underneath the handwriting, a map was drawn.

"Fate people, I have no power to return to heaven, and I am on the verge of death. The sixteen body quenching pills are made by me personally using precious spirit herbs, and ordinary people have the miraculous effect of strengthening their bodies. The map marks the location of my spiritual consciousness, and I hope that someone who is destined to find it and open the seal to help me fulfill my unfulfilled wish, sixteen pills as a reward. ”

It's a few simple words, but it's extremely sloppy. Presumably, the person who wrote it was written in a hurry. If you don't look closely, you won't be able to recognize it.

Divine sense, Wang Xing knows some. According to my father, the divine consciousness is the consciousness left by the strong after reaching an extremely high level. These powerhouses are able to unleash their divine consciousness thousands of miles away. Of course, this kind of human king is out of reach. But true or false, presumably his father will not deceive himself.

Wang Xing took the letter and thought carefully. The true content of the letter is unknown. However, this elixir seemed to be genuine as far as he could see. Judging from the appearance alone, it is clear that what is being refined is not an ordinary thing.

He was also bold and fearless, so he directly poured out a pill on the spot, threw it into his mouth, and swallowed it in his stomach.

A gentle force swirled in his abdomen. The gentle power began to swim with the veins of his body. At first it was slow, and gradually, it got faster and faster.

At the same time, Wang Xing could clearly feel that his chest was healing rapidly, as if an invisible hand was rapidly healing in it.

"Good girl! this medicinal effect is more than ten times better than the hundred-year-old bone refining spirit strain!" Wang Xing secretly exclaimed in his heart. However, this is just the beginning. After that, the blood in his entire body boiled like boiling water. His body was as hot as a fire, and the temperature was even higher before he left the hot spring.

At the same time, as if a pot had exploded in his brain, his consciousness gradually began to trance.

"What the hell is this!" Before his consciousness disappeared, Wang Xing couldn't help but regret that he had swallowed this elixir.

The bottle that Wang Xing was holding in his right hand emitted a glimmer of light. In an instant, countless silver-white silk-like things gathered around the bottle and gathered around the bottle. The bottle sucks in all the threads like a whale sucking water.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Xing opened his eyes and gradually came to his senses.

The moon is still bright in the sky, and it must not have been a long time. He was surprised to notice that the pain in his ribs had subsided a lot. At the same time, he could clearly perceive that his strength seemed to be much stronger.

"Could it be that your strength has improved?" Wang Xing thought in shock.

In order to verify whether it was true, he quietly returned to the martial arts arena. In the arena, place a test stone. The stone was black all over, with a layer of water ripples on its surface. This test stone can test the strength of the strength below the quenching realm. He held his breath, his right fist clenched and slammed into the surface of the stone.

A layer of ripples rippled, and a set of numbers appeared on the stone.