Ning Xiaoyi sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes were closed, solemn, like the ancient saint of the Buddha in the primeval period, every cell in his body contained infinite divinity, faintly as if there was an ancient mighty dragon roaring and galloping, bursting with indescribable terrifying power.

"This son is so strong in the flesh!"

Qin Baole shook the feather fan, and an imperceptible look of surprise flashed in the depths of his pupils.

"Even if you fail to awaken the bloodline of the gods, with such a strong physical body, it is far from being invincible, no wonder you can resist the twenty times the extreme gravity oppression released by Chu Shan."

Qin Baole's eyes flickered, and his black and white pupils seemed to be inlaid with a abacus, and he was calculating and thinking quickly and precisely: "Although this guy's cultivation is not high, his physical body is strong and weird, so he should be able to hold that beast back for a while."

Thinking of this, Qin Baole's already small eyes became even more squinted, and there were flashes of wisdom from time to time, hiding a trace of greed that was extremely difficult to detect.

The gentleman's nature is not different, and he is good at faking things.

He helped Ning Xiaoyi, and naturally had his own wishful thinking in his heart.

Although he, Qin Baole, is obviously not a gentleman.

"Thirteen thousand catties of great power!"

Ning Xiaoyi opened his eyes suddenly, faintly as if there were two rounds of bright sun.

Standing up slowly, the thick qi and blood were blazing glass, faintly steaming the air out of the circle of ripples, as if a fallen primeval god rose from the reincarnation god tomb, and the terrifying body continued to exude a depressing and vast aura.

In fact, the realm of the flesh body to the yang is not just a simple name, but when the monk's physical strength breaks through the shackles of ten thousand catties, every drop of blood in the whole body will derive a wisp of the mysteries of the upper and lower body, just like a monstrous sun, containing extremely terrifying blazing heat.

This is also the reason why the lonely soul and wild ghosts dare not provoke the monks of the Flesh Realm, because the monks of the Flesh Realm temper and sharpen their physique, and the majestic qi and blood are like beacon fire and wolf smoke straight into the sky, once contaminated, it is like Xuan Ice encountering the scorching sun, at least they suffer from the burning of the soul day and night, and at the worst, they disappear in an instant, and the ashes disappear in an instant.

It is even rumored that every drop of the blood of the primeval gods is a monstrous sun, a drop of blood can burn the sea of heavens and gods, a drop of blood can destroy the sun, moon and stars, and a drop of blood can also contain all beings in heaven and earth.

"Thank you Brother Bao for the Rejuvenation Pill, Xiao Yi is grateful!"

Ning Xiaoyi slowly reined in his momentum, and hugged his fist at Qin Baole and said gratefully, his words were sincere and sincere.

If it weren't for the powerful medicinal effect of the Rejuvenation Pill, he would not have recovered in just half an hour, and his whole person became fierce, and even the parts that were originally seriously injured had regrown white and tender flesh and blood, as delicate and smooth as a newborn baby.

"Brother Ning's words are serious, the Rejuvenation Pill is nothing"

Qin Baole shook the feather fan with a smile, and his eyes kept flashing with cunning: "But Baole can see that Brother Ning is a person who values love and righteousness when the grace of a drop of water is reciprocated, if Baole lets Brother Ning leave today, I am afraid that in the future, Brother Ning will have trouble sleeping and eating, tossing and turning, and suffering from inner torture."

Slowly putting away the feather fan, Qin Baole looked righteous and awe-inspiring, and said bitterly: "Although this rejuvenation pill is nothing to me, in order to avoid Brother Ning's restlessness, uneasy conscience and even going crazy in the future, Baole can only ask Brother Ning for three requests with a clear conscience, so that Brother Ning's thoughts can be understood and he will no longer have to suffer from that inner torment."

"I ......"

Ning Xiaoyi was speechless for a while, he had seen a shameless person but he had never seen a faceless person like Qin Baole, this was for his own good, he was obviously asking for benefits!

Although he knew that Qin Baole must have other plans, this came too quickly and straightforwardly!

"Brother Ning doesn't have to persuade me, since you and I are already brothers, then let Baole suffer that inner torment for Brother Ning, even if you regress in your cultivation in the future, or even go crazy!"

Qin Baole generously waved his hand at Ning Xiaoyi, and there was a look of death in his eyes: "I only hope that in the future, if Baole can't resist that demon entering his body and unfortunately dies in Huangquan, Brother Ning can remember to burn a stick of incense for Baole every Halloween, so that Baole can have a thought in the underworld, at least he will die well, and there will be such a friend of life and death as Brother Ning in the yang world!"

"Tell me about your three conditions"

Ning Xiaoyi interrupted Qin Baole's self-lyricism angrily, he was afraid that if he listened to it again, he couldn't help but roll up his sleeves and directly slap Qin Baole twice, letting him know why the flowers were so red.

If the water is clear, there will be no fish, and if people are cheap, they will be invincible.

Don't even be invincible!

"Hey, hey"

Hearing Ning Xiaoyi's words, Qin Baole hurriedly restrained his expression and said with a smile: "Baole knows that his vision is absolutely right, a Tianjiao Junjie like Brother Ning, looking at the entire Troll Sect, is also a rare existence, and he will ...... in the future."

"Don't talk nonsense, talk about it!"

Ning Xiaoyi stubbornly restrained his heart that was about to go berserk, his fists squeaked, for fear that he would smash Qin Baole's fat face without paying attention, he swore that if he smashed the first time, there would definitely be a second blow, not even the slightest blink.

This fat man is really hateful!

"Ahem"

Qin Baole saw that Ning Xiaoyi was about to go berserk, coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, and slowly restrained his smile and said, "Brother Ning, do you know the true strength of Chu Mountain?"

"I don't know"

Ning Xiaoyi slowly let go of his fist and shook his head, a solemn look flashed in his eyes: "Although I don't know what Chu Shan's true strength is, I know that he is very strong, and he is definitely one of the few strong opponents."

"Brother Ning is right"

Qin Baole shook the feather fan leisurely, and said to himself: "This Chu Mountain has not only awakened the gravity bloodline, but can release the power of the irreversible gravity bloodline, and its own cultivation has reached the realm of the Great Perfection of Cultivation, and the physical strength has been condensed to the extreme, and it has no less than 30,000 catties of power between gestures!"

"Of course, this must be a lot inferior to Bao Ye and me"

Qin Baole's mellow fat face trembled slightly, with an indescribable self-satisfied look, and then he put away his feather fan with a "snap", and said to Ning Xiaoyi Zhengse: "Now that Brother Ning has formed a grudge with Chu Shan, according to Chu Shan's flaws and retribution, he will definitely secretly use conspiracy and tricks to murder Brother Ning, although Brother Ning's qualifications are not weak, and his physical body is even more powerful and weird, but I am afraid that now I will only be crushed against that Chu Mountain."

"That Chu Mountain's physical strength has reached a huge strength of 30,000 catties!"

Ning Xiaoyi couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart, originally he thought that Chu Shan's physical strength was on par with his own, even if he was a little stronger, it would not be too outrageous.

It wasn't until after listening to Qin Baole's words that he understood that the reason why Chu Shan used the Gravity Blood Bloodline Mystery to suppress him with thunder was not that Chu Shan's physical strength was not strong enough, but that Chu Shan didn't bother to use all his physical strength at all, which was like crushing an ant to death, since he could trample it to death with his feet, why did he need to slap it to death?

It is neither troublesome nor dirty to trample to death with his feet, in other words, Chu Shan has always regarded Ning Xiaoyi as an ant, and he doesn't bother to use all his strength against ants at all, because it will dirty his hands.

"Ants...... Good, good!"

Ning Xiaoyi's eyes kept flashing with monstrous coldness, cold to the bone, cold to the heart, as if it was an eternal ice and cold iron, which would freeze into ice at a glance, and even the soul could not avoid this chill: "A month later, I, Ning Xiaoyi, want to see who is the real ant!"