At that moment, Xiao Ming became excited, he held the jade carved dragon sculpture in his hand tightly, although he didn't know its source, but now it was certain that this jade carved dragon sculpture could spiritualize water.

Not bad.

Because the water is spiritualized, when Xiao Ming falls into the stone pit, his injuries will be healed quickly.

Although it is still unclear the attributes of the jade carved dragon sculpture.

But one thing is certain, Xiao Ming can use it to cultivate.

Not bad, practice!

Quenching the body realm, it needs to be tortured constantly**, and at the same time, it needs the nourishment and repair of the elixir and the immortal spring holy liquid, and now, Xiao Ming has the jade carving dragon sculpture, he can torture himself even more crazily!

Thinking of this, Xiao Ming moved.

Although he was trapped in the valley, he could also cultivate.

With that in mind, he rushed to the cliff.

Smack!

Smack!

Smack!

At that moment, Xiao Ming struck out one fist after another, and began to cultivate, now he is the first weight of the quenching realm, and the second is the training of tendons, he built a heaven-shaped platform in the valley, which was solidified with a stone tip, and an elastic knife was added below. Subsequently, he began to cultivate.

This day, for Xiao Ming, was painful.

Quenching the body realm is originally torture.

At sunrise, at sunset, Xiao Ming's whole body had fallen to the ground, his whole body was covered with scars, and the blood tendons were prominent, which was very shocking.

Xiao Ming walked outside.

He came to the stone pit, closed his eyes, the jade carved dragon sculpture slipped out of the palm of his hand, fell into the stone pit, Xiao Ming stared straight ahead, soon, to his surprise, only to see a ray of light from the jade carved dragon sculpture, and then, the water in the stone pit began to boil, and bubbles came out.

Xiao Ming lowered his head and took a sip of water.

At that moment, what shocked him was that his whole body was light.

"Great!"

Xiao Ming became excited, he simply lay on the edge of the stone pit, kept drinking the water in the stone pit, and drank it one by one. As the spiritual water spread out in his body, Xiao Mingshen became refreshed. The fatigue of his whole body was washed away, and he opened his eyes, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

He clearly felt that in his body, a stream of clear spring was gushing in, like a devastating body, constantly washing his **.

He exhaled, and his whole body was light.

He slammed his fist into the stone in front of him.

Boom!

There was a roar, and the stone shattered completely.

"Great!" Xiao Ming called out excitedly, and he continued to cultivate his **. Although it is an extremely torturous thing to want to break through the training muscles, Xiao Ming is stubbornly strong.

He clenched his fists and kept practicing.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon, the day passed.

In the evening.

The old drunkard walked over, he followed Yang Sheng's instructions to take a look at Xiao Ming, but when he saw Xiao Ming, who was standing on the ground and bombarding the hanging wall, and jumping into the self-made tendon dance pit from time to time, at that moment, the old drunkard was shocked, and the whole person froze there: "What is the situation?"

The old drunkard observed for a while, but then smiled coldly: Observe first!

He walked outside.

The next day, early in the morning, the old drunkard came to the edge of the cliff again, but to his surprise, Xiao Ming was still hitting the stone wall.

The old drunkard frowned.

He didn't continue to observe, but walked out.

In the evening, he came back again, and to his surprise, Xiao Ming was still cultivating vigorously. At that moment, the old drunkard was really surprised: "What is the situation?"

This time, the old drunkard did not leave, but stood there.

He looked straight at Xiao Ming.

He practiced from evening to late at night, and finally, Xiao Ming fell to the ground tired and fell asleep.

Looking at the scars and blood on Xiao Ming's body, the old drunkard smiled coldly: "You are injured like this now, without medicine and elixir, it is a question whether you can get up tomorrow, if you want to blame, blame you for offending Yang Sheng!"

With a sneer, the old drunkard left.

The next day, the old drunkard came to the hanging wall again, but this time, what made his face change was that in the early morning, Xiao Ming was actually cultivating vigorously again.

"What's going on!"

The old drunkard froze there completely: "What the hell is going on?"

He carefully observed Xiao Ming and found that the scars and blood on Xiao Ming's body had all healed, and to his shock, he found that Xiao Ming had become stronger.

The old drunkard was unusually surprised.

Could it be that this wild boy has the elixir and the immortal spring holy liquid?

At that moment, the old drunkard began to get in love.

He began to spy on Xiao Ming.

Xiao Ming didn't notice that in the woods behind him, the old drunkard was watching him, he kept cultivating, and finally, night fell, and he also fell heavily in blood and sweat, panting heavily.

I don't know how long it took, but he got up and walked forward step by step.

Behind him, in the woods, a glimmer flashed in the old drunkard's eyes.

The old drunkard followed behind Xiao Ming, and he said fiercely in his heart: "Stinky boy, you must have some immortal spring holy liquid, let me find it, it will be the day of your death!"

The old drunkard followed closely.

Xiao Ming walked forward.

His steps were a little staggering, full of strength, covered in blood and sweat, listless, and out of breath, but his gaze was full of determination. He walked on, and at last, before the stream, he stopped.

He pulled out a gourd and filled it with water.

Then, he leaned against the stones by the stream and took a sip of the stream water, but just as he was about to take out the jade dragon sculpture and then transform the stream into a stream, he felt a slight sound from the woods behind him.

He hesitated.

And at this time.

"Squeak!"

There was a sound of birds, and a bird flew out of the woods, and there was a dead silence all around. Despite this, Xiao Ming was more concerned, he did not take out the jade carving dragon sculpture, but drank the water in the gourd in one go.

The refreshing stream moistens the throat and moistens the lungs, but it does not dispel fatigue.

At this moment, Xiao Ming was lying there quietly.

He closed his eyes, but he kept an eye on his surroundings, observing the uninvited guest.

Now.

The old drunkard hiding in the woods frowned, and he had more doubts in his heart: Impossible, if he drank the stream water, it would not be possible to recover, but if it was other holy liquid, then he ......

At that moment, the old drunkard continued to observe.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The old drunkard never saw anything unusual about Xiao Ming, he used his divine sense to probe Xiao Ming, and found that Xiao Ming's breathing was smooth, as if he was asleep. He frowned, landed beside Xiao Ming, and picked up the gourd, only to find that the water in the gourd was all clear water.

"What's going on...... this?"

The old drunkard's brow furrowed tightly.

He looked at Xiao Ming again, and found that Xiao Ming's whole body was blurred with flesh and blood, and he was extremely tired, and if it weren't for the Immortal Spring Holy Liquid and the elixir, it would be absolutely impossible for him to recover. But why......

"Ahem......"

There was a cough, and the old drunkard moved, and he quickly leaned down against the tree. He hid in the trees, looked at Xiao Ming tightly, and found that Xiao Ming had just turned over, and then continued to sleep. The old drunkard continued to observe, and he wanted to know how the wounds and blood on Xiao Ming's body had healed.

But time passed minute by minute.

Xiao Ming on the ground still hasn't woken up.

The old drunkard was a little impatient, and with a snap, he leaped out and disappeared into the darkness of the night.

And when the old drunkard disappeared, Xiao Ming on the ground moved.

But instead of standing up, he continued to lie down.

Time passed minute by minute, and after a while, with a snap, Xiao Ming clearly felt that on the treetops opposite, the breath of the old drunkard appeared again.

Xiao Ming smiled coldly in his heart and continued to pretend to be asleep.

The old drunkard went and returned, standing in the treetops, staring at Xiao Ming.

The old drunkard is getting impatient.

Finally, the old drunkard cursed and disappeared into the night.

Night, dead silence.

Xiao Ming got up, he took out the jade carved dragon sculpture, and then turned the stream in the stone pit into spiritual water, and he kept drinking the spiritual water in the pit at first. As the spiritual water flowed through his body, all fatigue was wiped away. Afterwards, he filled the water with a gourd, but thinking that the old drunkard had noticed him and would not be able to take out the jade dragon sculpture in the future, he moved again.

He found more than a dozen gourds and filled them with spiritual water one by one.

After loading the water, Xiao Ming once again scattered the ten gourds into a nearby cave.

The next day.

Xiao Ming went to cultivate his muscles and bones early.

In a few moments, the old drunkard arrived. He stared at Xiao Ming deadly, seeing Xiao Ming standing on the ground alive, constantly cultivating, at that moment, his face changed, he carefully observed Xiao Ming, and soon was surprised to find that the skin on Xiao Ming's whole body was rejuvenated and full of energy.

"What's going on?"

The old drunkard's eyes flashed with a fierce glint.

Xiao Ming kept cultivating, and he didn't notice that in the woods behind him, the old drunkard was standing there.

Minute by minute.

Evening.

Xiao Ming fell to the ground again exhausted.

He came to the stream, but he kept an eye on his surroundings, and although he did not feel the breath of the old drunkard, he knew that the old drunkard was all around. Xiao Ming was not in a hurry to expose it. He lay down on the rocks and gradually fell asleep.

Time passed quietly.

But the old drunkard in the woods was still so calm.

I don't know how long it took, but finally, Xiao Ming woke up from his sleep. He got up and walked forward. At this time, it was already three o'clock in the middle of the night, he couldn't delay any longer, he needed to recover, and then continue his cultivation tomorrow.

Just when Xiao Ming got up, at that moment, the old drunkard moved, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Ming walked forward.

Finally, he came to a bush, pulled out the gourd that had been prepared a long time ago, uncorked the bottle, and drank the spiritual water with a grunt.

Smack!

With a roar, the old drunkard suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Ming.

"Ah......h

Although Xiao Ming already knew the old drunkard, he still pretended to be extremely surprised.

"Give it to me!"

The old drunkard swiped it, then snatched the gourd, he opened the gourd, and immediately felt a strong breath. This breath contains a burst of energy, refreshing the spleen and awakening the spirit.

The old drunkard's face was shocked: "This is Heavenly Spirit Water! God, this is Heavenly Spirit Water!"

"What Heavenly Spirit Water?" Xiao Ming pretended to be stunned.

"Say, where did you get the spiritual water from this day!" The old drunkard stared at Xiao Ming deadly, and he had the urge to kill Xiao Ming with one palm without saying anything.

"This ...... I don't know what it is......"

Xiao Ming immediately pretended to be frightened.

"You still dare to deceive me!" As he spoke, the old drunkard slapped Xiao Ming fiercely, but at that moment, Xiao Ming had already sat down on the ground, pretending to be very depressed: "Master, I told you everything, this gourd was picked up by me from the stream......"

"Picked it up from the stream?"

"Hmm!"

Since the old drunkard was suspicious and was always watching, Xiao Ming had no choice but to lure the snake out and set off a smoke bomb to let the old drunkard divert his purpose away from him.