"Wave", the bubbling inside the barrel gradually disappeared, and the essence blood of the python swallowing in the barrel and the medicinal materials in the barrel gradually changed color, turning into a blood-red color, as if a human corpse had been filled with the entire barrel. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And Ling Feng was lying in the middle of the wooden barrel, from the moment the old man treated Ling Feng, the pulse in Ling Feng's body gradually calmed down, and Ling Feng's pulse qi now wanted to run on its own, but Ling Feng could feel that the surroundings were evaporated, and his body absorbed the medicinal herbs to stimulate his body, although through his clothes, he still couldn't resist the stimulation of the medicinal herbs everywhere on his body, and the hot water seemed to be boiling through, but he could still feel that the body was stimulated by the medicinal properties of the medicinal herbs and the pulse qi in the body was gradually absorbed.

Although Ling Feng was steamed, and his consciousness was fully aware of the situation in the outside world, the old man did everything for himself and he didn't know how to repay him, although he and the old man quarreled all day long, they understood that the two of them loved each other in their hearts, and they thought that the old man was just torturing himself, and now the little regret in his heart, that little hatred was still gone, and his love for the old man gradually dimmed his eyes.

Ling Feng knew that he couldn't let the old man down, and he worshipped the old man as a teacher for revenge, but he understood that the old man was sincerely accepting himself, in order to let himself take revenge, how could he let the old man down, and how could he let go of himself There were still many things to do.

Ling Feng thought about it, slowed down his breath, the pulse qi in his body had been guided by the old man and was not messy, and his skin was gradually stimulated with the brewing of medicinal herbs and the fusion of essence and blood, and the essence and blood of the Sky Swallowing Python were really domineering, and now it was like being cut by various knives.

Ling Feng knew that he couldn't give up now, if he gave up, not only would he disappoint the old man, but he might really not be able to cultivate the pulse qi, and his desire for revenge would be far away, his face was bubbling with droplets of sweat or evaporation, sometimes painful, his eyebrows were sometimes compact, and he could still feel the great pain brought about by the exertion of medicinal herbs and the stimulation of essence and blood.

Ling Feng was fused with essence blood and medicinal herbs, and gradually his legs became conscious, little by little he became able to shake, and he could also feel the flow of pulse qi in his legs, and he was overjoyed, but he didn't expect his poison to be unraveled, and he also let his legs regain consciousness, opened his eyes and found that he was in the position he was in now, and he was like a lamb that had been slaughtered, and his whole body was sitting in the hot stab.

Ling Feng was just about to get up, his eyes suddenly widened, his hands stirred in the bucket, and he sat in the middle of the barrel, closed his eyes, and felt that his pulse qi was slowly swimming in himself at first, but now he found that the pulse qi was like a floodgate, rushing into his body, and now his body was a completely different scene, just like the person who broke through the second-level pulse at the beginning, it was even stronger, and the pulse qi flowed away in his body, gradually getting bigger and bigger, and it seemed that the water droplets were flowing more and more violently.

At this time, the pulse qi was like opening the gate to release water, impacting every part of Ling Feng, Ling Feng felt that he was full of strength, thinking that the old man had told himself that he could not let the pulse break through his own realm with full eyes, Ling Feng's hands were swinging in the barrel, like a child playing, sometimes showing the surface of the water, sometimes reaching into the water, with a painful expression on his face, anyone would feel distressed.

Ling Feng didn't expect that he was actually stimulated by the water in this wooden barrel, that kind of hot feeling, and the kind of knife-like separation, gradually forgetting the pain of the skin, after all, the pulse qi is like a thirsty pool, constantly rushing into his body, and he is also compressing the pulse qi in himself, feeling that the pulse qi is different from the past, this time the impact on his own pulse, with all kinds of domineering strength can not be compressed at all, and said painfully: "Hold back."

Ling Feng said, constantly compressing his own pulse qi, and impacting the pulse qi in Ling Feng's body, regardless of Ling Feng's compression, the hard impact, it was like seeing the kind of place he was looking for, impacting all parts of Ling Feng's own body,

"Poof", a little blood flowed from the corner of Ling Feng's mouth, in order to be able to compress and impact his own pulse qi, he could not blindly improve his pulse qi, the old man also once warned himself that the pulse qi foundation was unstable and could not be in the battle, and in the future, he could not impact the level of the legendary pulse qi realm, but it backfired, the pulse qi did not care about Ling Feng's own compression, force, and desperate impact, and the pulse qi realm in Ling Feng's body broke through the third-level pulse person.

"Whew", Ling Feng exhaled, feeling that the pulse qi in his body was not as strong as the impact just now, but gradually calmed down, so that his body was not in pain as just now, opened his eyes, calmed the body that had just impacted his own pulse qi, cultivated, looked at the water in front of him, smiled dumbly, and thought: "Where did this stinky old man get the water, it has such a magical effect, I didn't even notice it, wait for myself to calm down, ask this stinky old man."

Ling Feng closed his eyes and teased his body, the pulse qi just now hit his body, although he still compressed it first, but his body was a little damaged, after all, compressing the pulse qi needed a period of time to repair himself, to run the pulse qi, and to cultivate to the best state.

Ling Feng closed his eyes, feeling that the pulse qi in his body was a little stronger than before, and the corners of his mouth smiled, but he stayed there, because the pulse qi of his body gradually showed some signs, and his own skin was torn more violently than just now, this, this, this, his heart was shocked, this completely subverted his practice in cultivating pulse qi all the way, the old man let himself drag the black source iron, which had already made his pulse qi reach a bottleneck, and he didn't know what the beauty of this water poke was, but he personally felt it just now, this bucket of water was not simple, and he also hoped to be able to go out and ask the old man, but now the skin is even more violent than just now, completely better than just now, even more powerful than just now, that kind of hot feeling, like a knife cut on the body, it feels very painful, if it was not painful or itchy just now, now it is not a nature at all, as if the knife is rubbing back and forth on itself, making itself feel like being separated by flesh.

There was no smile on Ling Feng's face, his eyes were closed, the corners of his mouth twitched from time to time, his face seemed to be wet, his forehead appeared, completely revealing that kind of tortured expression, which made people see that he was very pity, and the pulse qi in his body thought that the bottleneck had come down, but at this time, it was more violent and domineering than just now, rushing towards Ling Feng's body, which seemed to burst out in an instant.