In the bedroom, Morrowind sits cross-legged on the bed. After a conversation with Chen Qingqing, Chen Feng finally settled down a lot. This is just an experience, everyone is happy if it succeeds, and there will definitely be no accidents if it doesn't succeed.

As time passed, the panic in Chenfeng's heart disappeared completely, it was a novel feeling of mountains and rivers with no way out, willows and flowers and bright villages.

Chenfeng was immersed in the quiet world of himself, gradually forgetting everything around him, and Chenfeng didn't know that this was a turtle breath and entering a new stage of cultivation.

Chen Qingqing sat on the chair at the table in front of the window, at this time she opened her eyes to look at the morning breeze who was cultivating with her eyes closed, and then turned her head to look at the door, a little suspicious.

In her perception, only herself and the little black dog on the bed were left in the room, but Morrowind was obviously sitting on the bed with the little black dog.

Chenfeng's cultivation and perception lasted for about two hours before he woke up and turned around. When he opened his eyes, the room was empty, only the little black dog returned to normal, but he did not sleep unusually, but stayed by the side of the morning wind, maintaining a standing posture, staring at the door.

Rubbing the little guy's head, Chenfeng laughed at himself: "Okay, I was too out of shape before, I'm afraid it will make people laugh, how will I walk the rivers and lakes in the future." With that, he got out of bed and walked out.

Pushing open the door, the smell of blood in the courtyard seemed to be even stronger, and Morrowind frowned but didn't react much, but walked to the stone table.

Chen Qingqing and Dahan had disappeared, and only Lian Chengyu was drinking at the table.

"Not bad, not bad. "Looking at Chenfeng Lian Chengyu and saying two good words, I don't know if I praised Chenfeng for adjusting his state so quickly, or if there was a breakthrough in the cultivation of the law at this time.

"This tub of bath water, but it's real... It's worth a lot of money. After Chenfeng also sat down, Lian Chengyu pointed to the bronze vat, and said with some pain: "In your words, it is priceless, even the old man and me, this will also be bleeding in my heart." ”

Lian Chengyu was not only relaxing for Chenfeng, but also explaining the preciousness of this opportunity in disguise, Chenfeng knew the meaning of Lian Chengyu's words, nodded with a smile, and did not speak.

"It's almost time, let's get ready to start. Qingqing and her uncle have something to do temporarily, and they shouldn't be able to come back in a short time, so if they can't stand it later, call out, old man, I'll fish you out, anyway, there are no outsiders, and there is no shame. Lian Chengyu looked at Chenfeng, still talking nonsense to himself.

Chenfeng didn't want to know if Chen Qingqing and Dahan really had something to do, or Lian Chengyu forcibly let the two of them go out, nodded firmly again, and walked towards the bronze vat.

The closer he got to the bronze vat, the higher the temperature, and the more he felt in his heart, as he took every step forward, his heart seemed to become heavier and heavier, as if he was approaching a sleeping ancient beast, and that feeling of depression was born out of thin air but was real and abnormal.

This made Chenfeng not dare to relax in the slightest, step by step, slowly moving forward, without stopping, until he walked to the vat and stood still.

Due to his height, standing in front of the tank, Morrowind could not see the scene in the tank, but it was obvious that this time was different from any previous quenching. Standing nearby, Morrowind could hear the sound of bubbles coming from the tank from time to time, and there seemed to be some muffled noises.

"How to do it, you should already be familiar with the road, the old man won't be verbose, but this time it's not easy, and he can't help but remember to call me." Even Chengyu also came to the vat, looked at the morning breeze and finally gave a word.

Morrowind nodded, quickly took off all his clothes, and even Chengyu was no longer verbose, raised his hand to lift Moralbreeze and threw it into the bronze vat.

"Ahh

A heart-rending shout came, and Lian Chengyu next to him couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth wildly. Although Chenfeng has been mentally prepared, as soon as he enters the water, the pain is still unimaginable, and it is nothing more than going down the oil pot and walking the knife mountain.

The fur and flesh all over his body seemed to melt into the water, and the bones all over his body felt a cone pain, which stimulated Morrowind's nerves, making him more and more awake, and invisibly exacerbating Morrowind's pain.

Half an hour later, Chenfeng was still gritting his teeth and insisting, although the vat was still blistering, but Chenfeng felt that the water temperature was not high, not even as good as the water temperature of his own body a few times before, but the pain was everywhere.

It's slimy, this shouldn't be water, that's what Morrowind thinks in his heart.

At one point, a dark red viscous liquid enveloped the morning wind, and the pain felt from the inside out, from top to bottom, as if washing the body of the morning wind. Chenfeng only felt that his liver and gallbladder were cracking, his mind was turbulent, and a pinprick pain came from the temples of his head first.

What's even more excessive is that this pain goes round after round, without a moment's pause.

If pain is an object, then at this moment this object is first from head to toe, and then from the inside out, over and over again, destroying the limits of Morrowind's endurance.

Half an hour later, Morrowind could no longer feel any part of his body, as if he had become a gust of wind at this moment, leaving only a thought that was forced to remain awake and suffer pain.

"Roar..."

"Aang..."

When the cycle of pain was complete and Morrowind looked extremely depressed, suddenly an indescribable low roar came from the vat.

With the sound, the morning wind, which had already been somewhat accustomed to the pain, also screamed again. With this low roar, Morrowind, who was almost numb, felt an even more intense pain, a pain that almost tore apart his soul and mind.

Even if Morrowind thought that in order to practice as soon as possible, he would have to grit his teeth and endure it, but at this moment, Morrowind's remaining reason told him that if he was forced to endure this pain, he would only be wiped out.

"Whew... Just when the morning breeze was about to open his mouth to call Lian Chengyu, there was a high, cold chirp in the jar, and this time the morning breeze heard it clearly, it should be the sound of birds.

Because almost at the same time as that voice sounded, a cold, refreshing feeling instantly emerged, canceling out most of the pain, and it was only then that Morrowind heard the voice clearly.

The blend of ice and fire, alternating between cold and heat, although it is still painful, everything is within the tolerance of the morning breeze at this moment. So Morrowind immediately looked inward at his body, paying attention to the two forces in his body fighting and entwining all over his body.

......

At the same time, by the Great Lake. Chen Qingqing stood by the lake, and the burly man behind him stood quietly like an iron tower.

"Miss, are you a little impulsive?" the big man suddenly broke the silence and asked angrily.

"Who knows? It's been a long time, sleeping again and again, waking up again and again, and it's annoying. I think he's good and worth it. Chen Qingqing muttered in a low voice, as if talking to herself.

"It's a big deal, Uncle Yuan, you can help me get it back, and I'll do it again." Dahan didn't know how to reply, but Chen Qingqing turned around, smiled and quipped.

"But even if he succeeds, then he is—" The big man was a little anxious.

"Also the descendants of the enemy?" Chen Qingqing interrupted Dahan, which made Dahan a little surprised.

"Uncle Yuan, have you ever thought about it, maybe for so many years, we are too narrow-minded, and our obsession is too heavy?

"Miss, but after all, you've been in such a long time..."Dahan was even more anxious, chasing after Chen Qingqing.

"Uncle Yuan, haven't you noticed that my cultivation speed has been very fast recently?" Chen Qingqing answered the question, and after saying the last sentence, he disappeared into the dense forest.

Chen Qingqing had disappeared, and Dahan stood alone by the lake, touched his head, and said woodenly: "Eh... , it seems to be a little fast. ”

Thatched huts, in the yard.

Lian Chengyu looked at the bronze vat that had calmed down, and his expression instantly relaxed.

"Everything has a fate!" Lian Chengyu glanced at the sleeping morning breeze in the vat, turned his head to look in the direction of the big lake, and muttered to himself.

Next, Lian Chengyu has been guarding the bronze cylinder, Chen Qingqing and Dahan have not appeared, and the vat has not been abnormal, occasionally there are two abnormal noises that appeared before, and there is no movement, and the morning breeze in it has always looked peaceful.

By the time he arrived, the liquid in the vat had turned into a thick scab of blood, enveloping the closed eyes of the morning breeze. The smell of blood in the yard gradually faded, and the temperature gradually returned to normal.

At that time, with a crisp sound of breaking the shell, the blood scabs around Chenfeng's body ruptured, revealing Chenfeng, who had been in it for most of the night, with a ruddy face and a long breath.

Lian Chengyu took the morning breeze out of the bronze jar, put it on the side of the jar, and asked with a smile, "It's over?"

"Well, it's over. "Morrowind's voice is a little hoarse.

At this moment, Morrowind was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, and when he was about to get up, he stumbled. Only then did I realize that I no longer had any strength in my body. Not only that, but Morrowind also found himself thirsty and seemed to be severely dehydrated.

got up to no avail, Chenfeng was not in a hurry, sat on the ground and smiled awkwardly, and did not forget to quip: "Uncle Lian, this fierce material is a bit fierce!"

"I like it, though. Lian Chengyu was about to reply when the morning breeze came again.

Lian Chengyu opened his mouth and was about to say something, but at this time he heard a soft "bang", but Chenfeng passed out at this time and fell to the ground.

Lian Chengyu hurriedly stepped forward and held Chenfeng's wrist to check the pulse. After a while, confirming that Chenfeng's pulse was normal and that he was just exhausted and sleepy, Lian Chengyu shook his head with a smile, picked up Chenfeng and walked towards the bedroom.