There were already a few people waiting in the warehouse, and when they saw Qu Nan being carried in, these people rushed up, picked him up with all hands and feet, lifted him up and put him in the ding.

Qu Nan smelled a pungent smell of blood mixed with medicinal herbs in his nose, and his body was surrounded by a cold liquid, and various medicinal herbs floated in the liquid. He knew that there were eight out of ten of them. Nine is the blood and medicinal materials of the spirit beast that the old man surnamed He said, and it seems that these people are really going to cook people.

Several people put Qu Nan at the mercy of him for a while, so that he was immersed in the liquid in the Ding from the neck down, just enough to show his head, but not to suffocate to death.

Qu Nan couldn't help but be fiddled with by this group, and he was full of happiness in his heart: fortunately, they didn't bring Xiaoxiao here, otherwise, his embarrassment would have been seen by Xiaoxiao.

Qu Nan didn't know what was wrong with him, at such a critical juncture, he still had the heart to think that he didn't make a fool of himself in front of Xiaoxiao? What's even more strange is that his mind turned, and he thought again: I don't know when the rescuers arranged by Ling Bucai will be in place, seeing that he is about to be cooked, I wonder if these guys will be in line with the principle of not wasting food, and each person will share a piece of meat and eat it by themselves?

The light in the room suddenly brightened and dimmed again, the door opened, and the old man and the middle-aged man walked in one after the other.

The old man looked at the things prepared, nodded with satisfaction, and said to the middle-aged man: "Okay, take it out, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed." ”

The middle-aged man carefully took out a small white jade bottle from his arms, and his face was full of pain: "Old He, this is all our inventory in the past thirty years, a drop is a lot, but it's all here." ”

The old man smiled and reached out to take it.

The middle-aged man suddenly retracted his hand and smiled hesitantly: "Old He, this ...... This kid can really refine that magic eye? ”

He Lao's wrinkled old face sank suddenly, and he shouted in a low voice: "You are confused! Whether it is or not, after coming to this point, can it still go back? Although the old man's voice was low, there was an irresistible majesty in his words, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to the firewood under the ding: "The only thousand-year-old peach tree in my door has been cut down by me as firewood, and I am reluctant to make a small magic sword with a small branch, and now I have broken its roots!" The divine beasts in my door have all been killed by me for blood! What is your little bottle of spiritual spring?! If we really want to get that magic eye, we two ......."

The middle-aged man had a bitter face, and he smiled and whispered in defense: "Old He, aren't I distressed?" After all, this spiritual spring only produces one drop a year, which is the inventory we have accumulated for more than 30 years! Especially in recent years, the spiritual spring has gradually dried up, and it is not even possible to receive a drop a year. ”

The old man nodded sympathetically: "Yes, it is being developed everywhere, and the aura is getting thinner and thinner, so in a few years, our territory will be occupied by people in the world, and at that time, ......" The old man sighed and reached out to pick up the jade bottle in the middle-aged man's hand.

The middle-aged man shrank his hand, and finally handed the jade bottle to the old man unwillingly, and followed the jade bottle for a long time with his eyes reluctantly, and finally forced his head to turn it over and stopped looking at it.

The old man ignored his painful expression, checked the jade bottle in his hand, and walked towards Dading.

A few people next to Ding obediently took a few steps back and gave way to their positions.

The old man walked to the side of the tripod, first walked around the big tripod, looked at it and picked up the broken peach wood under the tripod and checked it, put it under his nose to smell it, and threw it back under the tripod, and then carefully opened the jade bottle.

As soon as the stopper of the jade bottle was opened, a white mist suddenly emerged. Qu Nan, who was soaked in those disgusting elixirs and blood in the Ding, suddenly felt a chill.

The chill emanated from the mouth of the jade bottle.

The mouth of the jade bottle is facing upwards, like a dry ice maker, constantly emitting large puffs of white gas, and then scattering and falling downward, it feels as if someone has rubbed Aladdin's magic lamp, but the difference is that it is white gas instead of black smoke.

Old man He had been prepared for such a scene, his thin hand covered with old age spots held the bottle steadily, and the white gas coming out of the bottle mouth was about to fall to the edge of the ding, and immediately fell into the ding as if it was attracted by a powerful vacuum cleaner, and the surface of the medicinal materials and blood in the ding was filled with a trace of ripples, and gradually became viscous, and in the hot weather, the surface of the blood in the ding gradually froze.

Qu Nan was in it, his upper and lower teeth were shivering from the cold, the chill and pain penetrated to his bones, and after a while, he felt that his body and brain were a little numb.

"Why haven't the rescuers come yet?" This was Qu Nan's last thought.

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A trace of warmth rose from under his body, slowly surrounding Qu Nan's whole body, his whole body was painful, itchy and numb, like thousands of ants biting at the same time, and like he had just been thrown into a honeycomb and stung by thousands of wasps, Qu Nan's skin was red and swollen, and he was so painful that he wanted to hit Da Ding with his head.

In this almost unbearable pain, Qu Nan gradually came to his senses, he endured this inhuman pain, and secretly used his spiritual power, but sadly found that the old man He's spiritual power was imprisoned very well, and he still couldn't move.

The sensitivity of his body is hundreds of times stronger than usual, and Qu Nan can hear the rustle of a small insect crawling not far away; When he opened his eyes, he could see not only the fine patterns on the ceiling, but even the appearance of every grain of dust on the walls.

The warmth around his body slowly began to become hot, and Qu Nan was startled, realizing that his frog's lifespan was short. He closed his eyes with a wry smile, thinking: I have long known that Ling Bucai is unreliable, but I can't say it myself, if I die, I will die, but Xiaoxiao fell into the hands of these people, alas!

Thinking of Xiaoxiao, Qu Nan felt a pain in his heart - Xiaoxiao fell into the hands of these people, and life was better than death! He thought of Brahman's perverted hobby, and suddenly felt a crazy throbbing of spiritual power in his body, rushing left and right like crazy in the meridians.

Can't wait for the rescuers any longer, fight! I'd rather die than rescue Xiaoxiao and Ling Bucai! Qu Nan frantically silently used his mental method, planning to fight for the destruction of all the meridians of his body, and also to earn his personal death first!

The spiritual power of the whole body jumped and clashed in the meridians quickly, and he even clearly heard the hissing sound of the spiritual power hitting the meridian wall, as Qu Nan used his spiritual power more vigorously, the spiritual power of his whole body suddenly surged to his head uncontrollably, rushing to make the leader of Qu Nan suffocate, and he felt that his head suddenly swelled and became a lot bigger, and his mind was dizzy.

He used his spiritual power with all his strength in a daze, ready to blow up this tripod first regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one-didn't the old man just say that if the tripod was cracked, they would all die?

Then let's do it together! At least Xiaoxiao and Master still have a glimmer of hope to escape.

The liquid in the ding was already boiling, and the steaming medicinal herbs and the smell of blood were mixed together, exuding a strange fragrance, and the old man had already personally guarded under the ding, throwing a piece of peach wood into the fire from time to time.

Old man He didn't seem to notice Qu Nan's small movements, and he was still engrossed in watching the fire, the flames were flying, reflecting his face flushed, and the old man's hair and eyebrows were curled.

Old man He's eyes were blazing, staring at the flames under the ding, and from time to time he made a gesture at the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man opened his mouth with a bitter face, and spewed out a mouthful of blue-white flames at the fire under the ding, with a mouthful of flames erupting, the middle-aged man's face gradually turned pale, his body withered, and he could barely sit still, he barely supported the ground with both hands, so that he would not fall.

Old man He saw him like that out of the corner of his eye, and a trace of imperceptible smugness flashed in his eyes.

Qu Nan has been cooked red by these two people, like a hairy crab that has just come out of the pot. While he was exercising, he secretly made up his mind in his heart: If he can get out of danger this time, he will never eat hairy crabs again in the future!

However, Old Man He's spiritual power confinement is obviously not vegetarian, Qu Nan's spiritual power rushes left and right in the meridians of the whole body, most of it is concentrated in the head and rushes wildly, a large amount of spiritual power makes his eyes red, especially the Yin Tang between the two eyebrows is even more burning, like ten thousand needles and stabbing pain.

For a moment, the five senses were lost, but the sensation of the body was ten million times more sensitive, Qu Nan only felt that every inch of his skin was burned to death, and he wanted to die of pain.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a point of light in Qu Nanmei's heart, emitting a dazzling light, and the noisy spiritual power in his body was guided by it, as if he had found a breakthrough, and frantically gathered in the center of his eyebrows, and hit his eyebrows under the guidance of the light one after another.

Just when Qu Nan thought that a big hole would be broken through by spiritual power in his eyebrows, Ling Bucai's voice finally came. The voice was crystal clear, word by word. Although Qu Nan** was in pain and lost his five senses, the voice of this word by word appeared clearly in his mind.

Qu Nan was surprised to find that this was exactly a set of formulas! Many of the formulas on the Spiritual Eye manual are the same, only more profound and more targeted!

Although Qu Nan lost all his senses, his mind was extremely clear, and he hurriedly followed what Ling Bucai said in his mantra, kept Qingming, and used his spiritual power to protect the eyebrows and heart of the Yin Tang acupoint......

Old man Meng sped up the speed of adding peach wood, and the middle-aged man was even more desperate, spitting out flames desperately. Qu Nan's body was almost cooked, but strangely, he could feel it himself, except that his skin had become red, his muscles and bones were firmer and stronger, but this pain was really unbearable.

The liquid and medicinal herbs in the ding gradually fused together, becoming extremely viscous, Qu Nan was still in severe pain all over his body at first, and later, his body was almost unconscious, he was dizzy, and even had an illusion, is it that my body has been boiled into broth? Why can't I feel pain? But his mind was still clear, and he used his spiritual power to guard the points of light in the Yin Hall.

As the points of light in the Yin Hall became more and more dazzling, the existence or absence of ** was automatically ignored by Qu Nan at this moment, because all the spiritual power was concentrated in the Yin Hall, and the waves of comfort and pleasure that came from the Yin Hall offset all the pain before and now.