Guo Sheng on the bed was unaware of this, with a smile on his face, and he didn't know what beautiful things he dreamed of.

Bai Ze stood up, leaned on the door and looked outside, the smell of wine that had not yet drifted in the air spread into the distance, and the old vixen had indeed left here.

Relieved, expecting that it would not come back, Bai Ze quietly walked out of the back of the small temple.

Today is June 15 in the story world, the round moon hangs in the sky, and the cries of various insects are constantly coming from all around.

Sure that there was no one around, Bai Ze sat cross-legged on the clearing. The actual injuries are all fed back to this body, and the damage to the strength is not something that can be recovered in the short term, and even if the soul is intact, it will not have much impact on the combat effectiveness.

In contrast, healing physical injuries is more conducive to facing some sudden dangers.

Because of the backlash of strength, the injuries on the body are not light. Putting aside the small wounds on the surface of the body, a large number of capillaries were blocked and bruised, and the heart lost its former explosive power, these injuries made Bai Ze dare not make big moves at all, let alone fight with others.

However, when turning the soul of Tang Lin and his wife, that trace of demon blood was unexpectedly active and pointed out a clear way, Bai Ze took out the spirit stone and the tiger bone wine brewed by the demon world from the storage bag, reflecting the bright moon in the sky, and changed into a half-demon state.

As his body expanded slightly, Bai Ze let out a low moan, and the fine wounds on his body burst one after another, dyeing large patches of snow-white hair red.

A faint demonic aura emanated, the surrounding grass crackled, a large number of insects and voles fled in all directions, and the noisy night suddenly fell silent.

Taking two breaths of fresh air, Bai Ze opened the wine gourd and drank two sips of tiger bone wine, running the innate cultivation secret method after transforming into a half-demon, along with his bloodline.

The spirit stones on the ground trembled slightly, the color gradually dimmed, and the moon above his head seemed to be brighter.

As time passed, he gradually felt that this was already the limit that the spinal cord could bear at this stage, Bai Ze suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth, and a beam of moonlight shone from the sky and was swallowed by him.

The moon returned to its usual brilliance and continued to shine on the earth. Behind the small temple, Bai Ze's back shone with a silver light, and the tiger bone wine that had penetrated into the blood seemed to be invisibly attracted and quickly absorbed by the spine.

If you penetrate the skin and look into the body, you can see that the hematopoietic stem cells in his spinal cord are shining faintly and are abnormally active, and a large amount of bright red blood is quickly produced, and after circulating in the body for a circle, it returns to normal.

Eventually, the light on his back gradually extinguished, and six drops of demon blood flowed out of his spine, merging happily with the original five drops, condensing into a special blood line, circulating in the blood vessels, and slowly repairing and strengthening the bones and tendons.

Exhaled a breath of turbidity, the hair on his body faded with the wind, and Bai Ze regained his body.

Although the monster has a long lifespan, the conditions for relative cultivation are also much harsher, and there are only around the full moon every month, and a total of three days can be cultivated.

Tonight was the first time Bai Ze had completed his cultivation after turning into a half-demon, and after a slight induction, he couldn't help but realize that the efficacy of the tiger bone wine was similar to his own extremely poor qualifications.

Bai Ze is now in the blood coagulation stage, although he doesn't know what the upper limit of the qualifications of other monsters and half-demons is, but he can estimate that he has to condense 10,000 drops of demon blood before he can achieve blood coagulation.

If it weren't for the help of the tiger bone wine brewed by wine insects, in a normal aura environment, he could only condense a drop of demon blood by swallowing a mouthful of Yuehua, even if it was not a cloudy situation, if he wanted to break through the blood coagulation period, he would have to cultivate for nearly two hundred and eighty years before he had a chance.

Although the theoretical lifespan of goblins in the blood clotting stage is five hundred years, just like the theoretical lifespan of a human is one hundred years, how many can really live that long?

Especially a guy like Bai Ze, who often fights, even if he doesn't die halfway, injuries again and again will inevitably consume the life of his body. Save a lot of lives, and the preciousness of tiger bone wine can be seen from this!

"It's no wonder that the monsters and monsters in the mythology are guarding the treasures of heaven and earth, and the tiger bone wine has increased the cultivation efficiency by six times, and the difference is not as simple as six times!"

Bai Ze touched the wooden tube hanging from his waist, since evolution, the wine insect sleeps most of the time, if it doesn't bark, many times it can sleep all day.

From the beginning of the forging wine, tea wine, to the later aura wine, tiger bone wine, and then thinking about the desire for wine insects of the most powerful monster eight kings he has seen so far, Bai Ze became more and more aware that this most inconspicuous little thing may be the most precious thing on his body except for the Liaozhai painting book.

Cleaning up the fox fur that fell off the ground and making sure that there were no flaws left, Bai Ze returned to the small temple, sat down cross-legged and operated the demon blood in his body, and slowly repaired the injuries in his body......

It was bright and the group of magpies that had been driven away yesterday flew back and landed on the poplar trees and chirped non-stop.

Guo Shengzheng dreamed that he was wearing a red official uniform, and he was enjoying the lanterns and reciting poems on the boat with the famous prostitutes in the capital.

Guo Shu...... No, Master Guo, Master Wang is holding a banquet at my house, and he is waiting for you to eat......"

In the dream, Guo Sheng had already picked up the dirty clothes, the face of the famous prostitute was red, his eyes were foggy, and he wanted to refuse to lean on his arms.

"Master Wang said that if you are drunk, you will definitely have a headache, so let me bring me a bowl of sobering soup......"

The child's voice sounded in his ears again, and Guo Sheng faintly realized that he was in a dream, and the charming face of the famous prostitute in front of him began to blur.

The soft and crispy beauty has been peeled into a little white sheep, at this time, whoever goes is not as good as a beast, Guo Sheng forcibly suppressed this speculation, tried his best to maintain the dream, and was impatient to pick up the gun and get on the horse.

"Master Guo, Master Guo?" Tong Yin's voice became louder and louder as if it was a hypnogen, and then a cold little hand slapped Guo Sheng's face, completely waking him up.

The official uniform is gone, the painting boat is gone, and the beauty who is in contact with him at a negative distance is gone, and the dream is instantly shattered! Guo Sheng opened his eyes unwillingly, and the anger in them seemed to be able to ignite the entire small temple.

"You bastard, dare to disturb Lao Tzu's purity, see if I don't kill you!"

Guo Sheng scolded angrily and jumped up from the bed, no longer caring about the literati's Sven, his mouth kept spraying dirty curses, and he raised his hand and hit the child.

This child is yesterday's cattle herding baby, seeing the arrogant and domineering Guo Sheng in the past, now he looks like he is going to kill himself, the child screamed, turned around and ran.

Guo Sheng, who was furious, didn't care that his dirty pants were still hanging on the tree outside, jumped out of bed with a pair of bare legs, and chased after him.

Two figures, one large and one small, galloped across the wilderness, and a few magpies in the poplar trees were startled, chirping and chirping and flying away......

Half an hour later, the choked and sobbing child knelt outside the house with his sister, Zhao Ergou and his wife bent their waists, serving with a flattering face, Bai Zeyi pulled out a tribulus from Guo Sheng's body.

"Hiss~" Guo Sheng, who was sitting on the stool, kept his sphincter tight, and moaned profusely with sweat.