Chapter 8: Torture and Promotion
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he took a deep breath, and after adjusting his whole body to the best, Mu Yun took out the three elixirs he had picked from the ground one by one and put them in front of him.
Looking at the three elixirs in front of him, Mu Yun thought about it.
"The medicinal properties of this scorching sun grass are already extremely domineering, and I don't have other milder elixirs to neutralize its domineering medicinal properties now, if I take this mature scorching sun grass, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear its domineering medicinal properties, or take an immature strain, so there should be no problem." ”
Thinking about it, Mu Yun picked out a smaller, immature one from the three Burning Sun Grasses, and then put away the other two.
Taking a deep breath, he slowly swallowed this scorching sun grass into his mouth, and before he could chew it a few times, it turned into a hot warm current that flowed down his throat and into his stomach.
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At the beginning, Mu Yun only felt warm under his whole body, as if he was in a hot hot spring, and he was indescribably comfortable.
But after the medicinal power dissipated, the young man only felt that his abdomen was getting hotter and hotter, and in the end, he felt that the medicinal liquid was burning in his abdomen, and beads of sweat the size of beans had appeared on Mu Yundi's cheeks.
After another cup of tea, I saw that Mu Yun's whole body was flushed, his head was constantly steaming hot, and as soon as the sweat appeared, it was steamed away by the heat emitted from his body.
The whole person was as if he was being steamed in a steamer, and from time to time he made a muffled snort.
Inside his body, Mu Yun only felt as if his internal organs were burning, and he didn't have time to refine the terrifying medicinal power of this scorching sun grass.
The blood flowing up and down the whole body was also like boiling subway water, rushing in the body, burning the meridians and blood vessels for bursts of spasmodic convulsions, as if they were about to be wrenched, and the pain was unbearable.
The pain in the bone marrow caused Mu Yun's mind to fall into a semi-comatose state, and the young man longed to pass out so that he could not suffer from the burning of his body.
But the only shred of reason left told him that he couldn't, he couldn't pass out like this, because once he did, this uncontrolled violent drug would definitely burn him to ashes.
And this also indicates that everything is over, any plan to avenge the family and parents will be in vain, the enemy will still live in style, and his own people will die in vain.
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"No...... No...... I want revenge...... Revenge!"
Think about the scene when the family perished, countless relatives lost their lives, and my father also fought to protect himself.
Thinking of this, Mu Yun shouted angrily and bit the tip of his tongue violently.
A fishy sweetness pulled the young man's mind back a few points, and then his hands were violently sealed, and he forcibly used his skills to refine the medicinal power that boiled like fire all over his body.
Under this purgatory-like torture, Mu Yun's skin was also constantly undulating, like boiling water constantly bubbling up.
The young man struggled to guard the last shred of his senses, to protect a little clarity in his heart, so that he would not be swallowed up by the boundless darkness.
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I don't know how long it took to be tortured by this pain, but the temperature on the young man's body finally began to gradually subside, and wisps of blood continued to seep out from under his red skin.
The blood qi accumulated more and more, and in the end, a layer of blood scabs was formed on Mu Yun's skin, and the whole young man was like a blood scab sculpture, sitting cross-legged, motionless, and not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
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I don't know how long later, when the curtain of water outside the waterfall once again cast a ray of sunlight and cut through the dark cave, there was a subtle abnormal sound in the silent cave, and if you didn't notice it carefully, you couldn't find it at all.
"Click!"
The sound became louder and louder, and at the end, it could be clearly seen that the sculpture of the blood scab that had been sitting silently was crawling with cracks like spider webs.
The cracks spread and expanded, and in the end, they were completely all over the sculpture, and then the whole sculpture returned to station, as if nothing had happened, and it still sat silently.
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I don't know how long later, suddenly, a long howl came, followed by a burst of rock cracking, and countless blood scab fragments shot into the surrounding rock walls, causing sparks in the cave to splash everywhere and dust debris all over the sky.
The sound of the long whistle lasted for a long time, startling countless birds outside the cave, and shaking the gravel on the top of the cave fell off one after another.
After the long howl gradually subsided, Mu Yun who was hidden in the smoke and dust was finally revealed, and he saw that his face was ruddy at this time, and his breathing was as usual.
The old skin and dead skin all over the body have fallen off, and the skin has regrown as white and delicate as a baby, and the trauma and scars on the body have been smoothed one by one, and there is no trace of it.
Mu Yun slowly opened his eyes, there was a faint flash of essence in his eyes, he looked left and right, and after seeing that all the injuries on the outside were healed, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.
Thinking about it, he immediately became introverted, and carefully probed the injuries in his body.
Under this investigation, Mu Yun's heart was shocked, and then he could no longer hide the ecstasy in his heart, and laughed.
I saw that the injuries he had suffered before were not only all healed, but more importantly, he had been stuck in the bottleneck of a high-level fighter for a long time, and under the impact of this medicinal power, he finally broke through completely, and completely entered the realm of a war master, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.
Even if Mu Yun has a good heart, he is not only happy when he encounters such a good thing.
"I'm a war master, I'm a war master, haha, I'm a war master, I'm one step closer to revenge, and my certainty that I can join the Thunder Sword Sect has increased a little more, haha, hahaha."
Mu Yun laughed loudly, this was the most hearty laugh since the young man had borne the blood feud, and the excitement and joy in the young man's heart could not be calmed down for a long time.
After half a day, Mu Yun finally calmed down the excitement in his heart, got up and moved the stiff muscles and bones of his body, and then sat down cross-legged again, savoring this incredible scene.
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Running the Dou Qi, Mu Yun sensed that the wisps of pale white qi between heaven and earth were being pulled into his body by him, which was a feeling he had never felt before.
And after these countless white qi threads ran in his body for a few weeks, they were condensed by him to only a faint trace, but they were even more refined.
In the end, it was subsumed into the dantian, and it was gathered in a cyan cyclone the size of a pigeon's egg, which made this small cyclone slightly larger, but this increase was too subtle to be seen if you didn't look closely.
"Are these white qi filaments Dou Qi?" Mu Yun muttered.
"And that cyclone is the whirlwind of the fight! So I'm really a promoted battle master, this is incredible!" Mu Yun still couldn't believe that he had advanced so easily.
There is no other reason, on this Longcang Continent, the monk's main cultivation is fighting spirit, in which ancient times, human beings were weak, forced to become the food of other monsters and monsters, and when they encountered natural disasters, human beings were killed and injured countless times.
Therefore, after countless ancient ancestors' powerful explorations, human beings gradually mastered the cultivation method of Douqi, so as to condense the aura of heaven and earth for their own use.
Monks can practice fighting spirit to compete with the sky, the earth, and countless monsters and monsters.
Since then, mankind has been freed from its weak position and gradually become the ruler of this world.
However, not everyone can practice Dou Qi and cultivate to a high level, it also depends on the individual's qualifications, level of effort, and the cultivation resources they have mastered.
If a person is born unable to sense the aura of heaven and earth, cannot fit with the Dou Qi, or is congenitally blocked in the meridians and cannot operate the Dou Qi, then his desire to cultivate the Dou Qi can be described as a fool's dream, and it is as difficult as ascending to the sky.
And even those who can match the Dou Qi are mostly at the Warrior Stage when cultivating the Dou Qi.
Cultivation of the Ten Realms: Warriors, War Masters, Warriors, War Generals, War Kings, War Emperors, War Sects, War Honors, War Saints, War Emperors.
Among them, the warrior to the warrior is the first hurdle, and most people cannot step through this hurdle in their lifetime, so they stop at the warrior stage.
It is rumored in the cultivation world that there may be only one person out of a hundred people who is suitable for cultivation, and out of a hundred people who are suitable for cultivation, there may be only one person who can be promoted from a war disciple to a war master.
From this, it can also be imagined how difficult it is to move from a war disciple to a war master, and only when you enter the war master realm can you truly step into the cultivation world.
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