"Whew, I'm so tired. Wen Ji said weakly.

"Senior Brother Fang also did this before?" Du Yan said curiously.

"Yes, he has been doing weight-bearing cultivation since the martial artist realm, and I really convinced him. Yang Fei said.

"How is it, what do you think of this weight-bearing cultivation?" asked Gan Qingqian.

If it was just Mei Zimiao and the others who wanted to do weight-bearing cultivation by themselves, Du Yan and Wen Ji might still need to think about it, but this matter was also agreed by Wang Wenguang, so it was different, who was Wang Wenguang? Wen Ji knew very clearly. What he agrees with, do the two of them still need to think about it? So Wen Ji said, "Sister Yan, let's also do weight-bearing cultivation." ”

"Good. Du Yan readily agreed.

After practicing for most of the day, Song Mingzhu, Du Yan and others refocused their attention on Hu Yuexian, and a group of people laughed and teased Hu Yuexian in the small lake.

After taking a bath, Du Yan and Wen Ji went down the mountain and went back.

The next day, the two came to Qingxiu Peak again, but this time, they exchanged their own set of cloud iron weights from the Refining Hall.

When Du Yan and Wen Ji came to Qingxiu Peak to finish their third weight-bearing cultivation, they saw fourteen wooden barrels placed in front of the row of changing rooms by the small lake.

"Senior Sister Gan, what are you going to do here?" Wen Ji said curiously.

"Medicated bath. Elder Wang gave us a prescription for a medicinal bath, and let us soak it every three days, we should have taken a medicinal bath yesterday, but since the two of you are also here, let's go together. Gan Qingqian explained.

Du Yan and Wen Ji were very surprised.

"The potion is ready, let's go in, according to Elder Wang, we will run the Qingyun Jue until the potion becomes clear. Gan Qing said.

Unlike Mei Zimiao and Du Yan, who were not alchemists, Wen Ji looked at the pale green potions in the barrel slightly, but couldn't see anything for a while. However, even if she could see something, Wen Ji knew that she would never be able to make a copy of this medicinal bath recipe, because you only knew the elixirs needed by the recipe, but it was in vain not to know the weight of each elixir and the method of refining these elixirs.

At this time, Mei Zimiao and the others took off their clothes in the small locker room, then walked into the barrel, sat down cross-legged, and then began to run Qingyun Jue.

In the first ten breaths, Mei Zimiao and the others didn't feel anything special, but after ten breaths, Mei Zimiao and the others suddenly felt a slight stinging pain coming from their bodies soaked in the potion, and this stinging was gradually strengthening with the operation of Qingyun Jue.

"Qingqian, are you mistaken, why do I feel so painful. Chen Yuanyuan couldn't help but ask.

"How is it possible, if it were just me, I might be mistaken, but we are three of us now, it is impossible for Xizhao and Xueqin to be as wrong as me. Gan Qing said.

"It makes sense, the medicinal bath is just smelting the elixir according to the recipe with some specific methods, not alchemy, so it is generally not mistaken, unless the recipe is wrong. "Quhua rain road.

Although Qu Huayu is not an alchemist, he still knows some basic pharmacological knowledge.

"We're just getting started, so let's take a look at it first. How could Elder Wang's recipe be wrong?" Fu Xizhao said.

If it was a recipe for someone else, Wang Wenguang still had the slightest possibility of making a mistake, but this was the recipe that Wang Wenguang gave to Ji Qianqian, how could it be wrong? Wang Wenguang would not harm Ji Qianqian's disciple if he harmed anyone.

Mei Zimiao and the others naturally didn't think that Wang Wenguang's recipe was wrong, so they began to calm down and go all out to run the Qingyun Jue.

But the stinging pain on their bodies has not lessened, but is still increasing. It's just out of trust in Wang Wenguang that Mei Zimiao and others gritted their teeth and continued to work.

I don't know how long it took, Mei Zimiao and the others suddenly felt that the strong tingling sensation in their bodies began to weaken. Slowly, the tingling disappeared and was replaced by a faint feeling of comfort, which was slowly increasing.

In the end, when this feeling of comfort reached its peak, Mei Zimiao couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

Then, Song Mingzhu and the others also let out a comfortable moan one after another.

Listening to the tempting moans ringing in their ears, Mei Zimiao, Song Mingzhu and the others couldn't help but blush.

"It's so comfortable, it's so comfortable that I don't even want to move. Ji Xiyun muttered to himself.

"yes. Gan Qingqian agreed.

Unlike before, when they were so tired that they didn't want to move, this time, Mei Zimiao and the others were really so comfortable that they didn't want to move. At this moment, they seemed to feel that the fatigue accumulated from the previous days of heavy cultivation had been swept away.

Looking at the potion in the barrel, Mei Zimiao and the others found that the pale green color of the water had completely disappeared, in other words, the medicinal power of this potion should have been completely absorbed at the moment when they felt most comfortable just now.

After a while, Gan Qingqian said: "Yuanyuan, we are not wrong about this formula." ”

"No, it's just that this potion was so torturous at first. Chen Yuanyuan said.

"Maybe that's what it's called bitter before sweet. Yin Xueqin said.

"Senior Sister Du, Senior Sister Wen, without Elder Wang's consent, we can't give you the prescription for this medicinal bath for the time being, but if you need it, you can come to us. Song Mingzhu said.

Regarding Song Mingzhu's words, Du Yan and Wen Ji both expressed their understanding. Although it is not clear for the time being how good the effect of this recipe is, how bad can the effect of the recipe obtained from Wang Wenguang be? If it is really ordinary, it is estimated that Wang Wenguang will not hand over this recipe to Mei Zimiao and others. Regarding the matter between Ji Qianqian and Wang Wenguang, Du Yan and Wen Ji also heard a little.

On the way back, Wen Ji said, "Sister Yan, since we have decided to do weight-bearing cultivation, then it is better to come to Qingxiu Peak here, it will be better to have Senior Sister Mei and them with you." ”

Du Yan nodded. While agreeing with Wen Ji's words, Du Yan thought of another thing, that is, through Mei Zimiao and others, maybe he and Wen Ji could indirectly get some unexpected benefits from Wang Wenguang, such as this medicinal bath.

Ten days later, Fang Zixuan came to Qingxiu Peak again.

It's just that before Fang Zixuan could speak, Chen Yuanyuan first asked, "Senior Brother Fang, how did you do weight-bearing cultivation before? Are you tired? Tell us how you do weight-bearing cultivation." ”

Although Chen Yuanyuan and the others knew that Fang Zixuan had been doing weight-bearing cultivation, they didn't inquire about the specific situation in detail, and they didn't plan to do weight-bearing cultivation before, so naturally they didn't need to care about this matter, but now it's different.

Although he was a little unclear, Fang Zixuan still replied honestly: "I was really tired at the beginning, and at the end of the day, I didn't want to move at all. But then I got used to it, and it was nothing. ”

"That's it?" Chen Yuanyuan said.

"Well, otherwise what else can there be? Before you get used to it, you basically put on a weight in the morning and run back and forth, and when you are exhausted, you will take the pill to restore your aura, and then continue to do weight training. At night, he practiced the soul refining technique. Fang Zixuan said.

"You still practice soul refining techniques at night?" Chen Yuanyuan said strangely.

"Yes, you can't spend all your time on weight-bearing cultivation, you still have to take care of the soul refining technique, after all, my master is an alchemist, and I naturally have the consciousness of becoming an alchemist. Fang Zixuan said.

Mei Zimiao and the others couldn't help but look at each other.

"Senior Sister Mei, what's wrong with you?" Fang Zixuan looked at Mei Zimiao and the others with a different color on his face strangely.