Zhu Xiao didn't let the flames enter his body at the beginning, after all, this flame was too fierce, and it was completely out of Zhu Xiao's control. ［［ ? {＜（ )) ])}1]z}] Zhu Xiao first controlled the flames and circled along his body for a while, and then Zhu Xiao used his soul power to control the flames, making the flames turn into various shapes. When Zhu Xiao was now proficient in controlling the flames, he divided the flames into three strands, maintained two of them with his vitality, and controlled one of them to enter his body.

As soon as the flames entered Zhu Xiao's body, Zhu Xiao's flames became more and more difficult to control, and Zhu Xiao had to use all his soul power to suppress the flames, so that the flames were firmly controlled by himself.

Under Zhu Xiao's control, the flames gradually moved along Zhu Xiao's meridians, but Zhu Xiao controlled the flames to run twice, but his strength could not show the location of the toxin at all. Mu Han only let Zhu Xiao control the flames, but he didn't help Zhu Xiao.

By the time Zhu Xiao ran the flames fourteen times, he could already control the flames proficiently, but at this time, the vitality in his body had been consumed by him to the point that only half of it was left. When controlling the flames, it consumes a lot of soul power, and just controlling the flames to circulate in his body, Zhu Xiao has become sweating profusely.

"Xiao'er, it's easy to help you as a teacher, but in this way, you will never be able to become a strong person. The real strong person is the one who can face the cut. A real powerhouse doesn't have much to do with his strength!" Mu Han looked at Zhu Xiao and groaned secretly in his heart. As Mu Han said, the real strong man is not how strong he is, but whether he can face it alone. At present, Zhu Xiao is getting stronger every day. In this regard, Mu Han is very satisfied with Zhu Xiao, and now Mu Han is cultivating Zhu Xiao with another ability - the ability to gradually detach himself from help.

Mu Han was stunned for a moment, and Zhu Xiao had already let the flames run in his body again. Mu Han nodded slightly, he was very satisfied with Zhu Xiao's performance. Although Zhu Xiao still did an unsatisfactory job in controlling the flames, it was from Mu Han's perspective after all.

"Okay, Xiao'er, listen carefully to what I'm going to say next!" Mu Han concentrated, his handprint moved, and the flames that were originally under Zhu Xiao's control burst out in an instant. Suddenly, Zhu Xiao's entire body was filled with flames.

Zhu Xiao's face changed drastically, but he soon realized that although his body was already full of flames, these flames did not hurt him in the slightest. Zhu Xiao immediately understood that this was Mu Han's doing, and he let go of the heart that he had originally mentioned.

"I'm going to stabilize the flames in your body, but it's up to you to remove the toxins from the ivory. Zhu Xiao's calm voice sounded in Zhu Xiao's ears, Zhu Xiao nodded one after another, and then Mu Han said again, "Next, I will use the flame to force out all the toxins in your body, and concentrate them, what you need to do is to use the flame to bring all these toxins out of your body." ”

The huge vitality has been consumed by the soul power, which makes Zhu Xiao feel exhausted, but at this time, he can't relax at all, Zhu Xiao nodded heavily, cheered up, and then shouted violently: "Come on, Master, I'm ready!"

Mu Han looked at Zhu Xiao, who was struggling, and a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth. His mind moved, and the flames in Zhu Xiao's body began to rage wildly. If someone else's flame enters Zhu Xiao's body like this, I am afraid that Zhu Xiao has become a waste now. However, under the control of Mu Han's soul power, although the flames were raging wildly, they did not hurt Zhu Xiao at all.

The flames continued to rage in Zhu Xiao's body, and the beads of sweat on Zhu Xiao's forehead dripped down, "tick-tock", the beads of sweat seemed extremely regular, no, after dripping I don't know how many drops of sweat, the flames had continued to rage in Zhu Xiao's body for a long time.

At this time, Zhu Xiao was no longer so arrogant in the face of a strong martial artist, I saw that his face was flushed, and the corners of his eyes were distorted, as if he was suffering great pain. The sweat on his face was dripping like a short-line pearl.

At this time, Zhu Xiao felt as if he was about to explode, his meridians were stretched out with great pain, and the violent baking seemed to put Zhu Xiao in the middle of the flames. Although he was suffering a lot of pain, Zhu Xiao still gritted his teeth and persevered.

Soon, Zhu Xiao was surprised to see that there were some small black spots in his meridians. These small black dots were extremely small, if Zhu Xiao hadn't been staring at them, he would have been unable to see them at all.

"Could it be...... Are these toxins?"

Zhu Xiao was a little surprised, and just when he was taken aback, Mu Han's voice rang out: "Right now, I'm gradually forcing out the toxins, and you use flames to remove them all." But you have to be careful, you have to control the temperature of the flame, if the temperature of the flame is too high, I am afraid that these toxins will be incinerated. At the moment, these toxins are easy to deal with, and if you incinerate them now, I am afraid that it will take some effort for the teacher to completely remove them from your body. ”

Zhu Xiao nodded, Mo said that Mu Han still told him like this, even if Zhu Xiao didn't tell him at all, Zhu Xiao would be ten thousand times more careful. After all, it's about their own lives, who dares to be a little sloppy?

With Zhu Xiao's experience in controlling the flames, it was much easier to control the flames. Zhu Xiao concentrated the power of his soul and began to completely gather the toxins bit by bit. Once the toxins were concentrated, he used the flames to transport them out.

Gathering the toxins and then sending the toxins out of the body, although such a thing is very simple, but the tiny toxins in Zhu Xiao's body are more than tens of millions. Because of the sheer number of people, it's a simple matter, but it's extremely troublesome. Zhu Xiao collected the toxins directly, and then transported the toxins out of his body, and soon Zhu Xiao repeated this matter for an hour.

After using his soul power for such a long time, although his soul power has improved with the breakthrough of strength, he is about to squeeze out his soul power after using his soul power for a long time. Zhu Xiao is drowsy at the moment, and even raising his eyelids is a very luxurious thing for him.

The consumption of soul power is only one of the aspects, controlling the flame to run in the body, one of the aspects is to consume a large amount of soul power, and at the same time, the vitality is also consumed hugely. Originally, in the previous cultivation, Zhu Xiao had never restored his vitality to the peak, and coupled with the consumption for a long time, the vitality in Zhu Xiao's body had been squeezed out to the last drop.

The exhaustion of soul power and the draining of vitality made Zhu Xiao exhausted, and now he could no longer control the flames, but he still tried his best to use the last bit of soul power to transport the collected toxins out of his body.

"Division...... Master...... I'm really ...... Not...... didn't ......" Zhu Xiao still couldn't say the word "use", and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Seeing Zhu Xiao fall to the ground, Mu Han's face did not change much. His handprints moved, and the flames in Zhu Xiao's body were all pulled over by his subordinates, and the toxins entrenched in Zhu Xiao's body left Zhu Xiao's body with the flames. Mu Han gathered the flames and condensed them into a casserole-sized casserole in his hand.

Mu Han stood up slightly, and he looked at the flame in his hand. The flames of the wooden culvert were originally golden yellow, but because of the toxins mixed in with them, the flames turned gray-black. Mu Han stared at the flame in his hand for a moment, and then a flame appeared on his other hand.

Mu Han gently mixed the flames in his two hands, and suddenly the toxin began to make a "crackling" sound, and the volume began to decrease rapidly. Eventually, the flame was the size of a thumb, and the toxin had turned into a black liquid. Mu Han took out a jade bottle from the ring, put all the toxins into the jade bottle, and then gently threw it, and the jade bottle entered Zhu Xiao's ring.

Mu Han looked at Zhu Xiao who was lying on the ground, and couldn't help but have a smile on his face, "The little kid before has really grown up a lot now!"

Heartily sighed, Mu Han's eyes converged on the shocking wound on Zhu Xiao's chest. Previously, Zhu Xiao used flames to burn the wound in order to fight for a longer time, so that it would not shed blood. The wound at the moment looks a little shriveled, and if it continues like this, it won't take long for it to fully recover, but Mu Han is not willing to wait too long.

Mu Han's fingers slid lightly on the ring, and suddenly an emerald green jade bottle appeared in his hand. The jade bottle is still white mutton fat jade, but the liquid contained in it is emerald green, so the entire jade bottle is printed emerald green.

Mu Han gently opened the lid of the jade bottle, and the originally stuffy cave immediately became a little cool, and then looked at Mu Han's hand holding the jade bottle, and the surroundings of the jade bottle were already covered with a thin layer of green mist.

Mu Han's heart moved, and the scar on Zhu Xiao's chest wound was immediately ripped off. The scar was torn off, and Zhu Xiao's chest was immediately stained red with blood. It is also that Zhu Xiao has passed out in a coma now, otherwise it is estimated that it will be enough for him to bear it.

Mu Han waited for the blood on Zhu Xiao's chest to flow for a while, and then waved his palm lightly, and the green mist that permeated around his palm flew directly to Zhu Xiao's chest, sprinkling evenly on the wound.

The blood on Zhu Xiao's chest was still flowing, and as soon as the mist sprinkled on his chest, the blood stopped in an instant. What's even more peculiar is that the blood that covers the wound is almost gone. And with the disappearance of blood, Zhu Xiao's wound was restored with a visible degree. At this time, a smile appeared on Zhu Xiao's face, who was sleeping comfortably, and he stretched out his hand and scratched it towards his chest. Mu Han smiled and shook his head, and then his heart moved, and the power of his soul instantly ripped Zhu Xiao's hand away.

With Mu Han's elixir, Zhu Xiao's wound recovery was indeed very fast, but when the blood from Zhu Xiao's wound was almost gone, Zhu Xiao's wound recovery became a lot slower. Mu Han couldn't help but smile bitterly, and with a slight wave of his palm, a mist flew towards Zhu Xiao's chest again.

With another panacea, the wound on Zhu Xiao's chest recovered quickly, but soon the recovery of the wound slowed down again, but Zhu Xiao's wound had not yet recovered. Zhu Xiao was bored, waved his hand lightly, and a mist flew towards Zhu Xiao's wound again...... After repeating this repeatedly, by the time Zhu Xiao's wound recovered, Mu Han had already used the emerald green liquid seven times. Mu Han looked at the jade bottle with some reluctance, in order to help Zhu Xiao, half of the emerald green liquid was actually used.

If it were other medicinal liquids, Mu Han wouldn't be so painful at all. At this time, what he used for Zhu Xiao was the sap of the Cuisheng Tree, which was a rare treasure between heaven and earth. The 3,000-year-old buds of the tree can form 3,000 branches and buds each time. It may seem like there are a lot of these shoots, but in fact, each shoot can only form such a bottle of sap. What's more, not all 3,000 branches and buds can be used, and only 36 of the 3,000 branches and buds of the Emerald Tree can be used at any time. In other words, a green tree can only produce such thirty-six bottles of sap in three thousand years.

The number of those thirty-six bottles is already extremely large, why does Mu Han still have such a pain? It is not known how many emerald trees there are on this big 6, but Mu Han has traveled to many places, whether it is heard or recorded in ancient books, Mu Han only knows such a emerald tree. In other words, only 36 bottles of sap can be formed in 3,000 years. If you use less of this kind of thing, you can use so much to help Zhu Xiao treat a wound, how can Mu Han not feel distressed?

Whoever gets the sap of this emerald tree will not use it lightly on themselves, preferring to keep it away and exchange it when they have what they need. Mu Han had only heard of the sap of the Emerald Tree but had never seen it with his own eyes, until he heard that a big sect had such a good thing.

Encountering this kind of rare thing for thousands of years, Mu Han naturally didn't want to miss it. But when Mu Han came to the door, no matter what he said, the big sect refused to exchange......

This thing finally fell into Mu Han's hands, and as for the big sect, it disappeared, and according to rumors, that sect had been destroyed. And in that sect, the people who rushed over to see the excitement saw that the sect no longer existed, but had become a dense forest.