Xiaolan followed the instructions, first fed Yang Ming a decoction, the entrance of the decoction, sour, astringent, bitter and spicy, all kinds of flavors were contained in it, so that his face was red for a while, blue for a while, and purple for a while, like a colorful lantern changing color there.

Yang Mingqiang endured the feeling of wanting to vomit, and hurriedly shouted hoarsely: "Xiaolan quick, smear that bowl of things all over my body." ”

Xiaolan didn't dare to slack off, put on gloves, and was about to step forward to untie the bandages on Yang Ming's body, Yang Ming was instantly startled, and immediately shouted to stop the other party's movements: "Xiaolan, what are you going to do?" ”

"How can the young master apply the bandage all over your body if you don't untie the bandage?" Xiaolan immediately said.

Yang Ming did a lot of calculations, but he missed that at this time, his whole body was wrapped in bandages, and it was difficult to even lift a finger, and he was embarrassed in an instant.

"Don't worry, I've been serving the young master since I was a child, and I've seen everything that should be seen and what shouldn't be seen."

Xiaolan patted her not big chest with her little hand, wanting to relieve Yang Ming's embarrassment, but the next moment she blushed herself, after all, she was also a teenage girl, and there must be crankiness.

Yang Ming took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly, and said resolutely: "Xiaolan, come on!" ”

Seeing this, Xiaolan muttered in a voice that only she could hear: "Look at your appearance, it seems that you have suffered a big loss, have you ever thought that I am also a yellow flower girl?" ”

Yang Ming heard Xiao Lan muttering something in a low voice, but he couldn't hear it clearly, and the next moment there was a pain in his body, it was Xiao Lan who accidentally touched the wound when he began to untie the bandage.

"Shhh......h

"I'm sorry young master, Xiaolan didn't mean it."

"I know, just pay attention next time, ouch... Pain! ”

Finally, after some tossing, all the bandages on Yang Ming's body were untied and smooth, but there were shocking scars all over his body, which showed how hard Su Yucheng ordered people to beat him.

"I'm going to put it on, young master."

Without waiting for Yang Ming to answer, Xiaolan picked up a handful of mud-like paste and wiped it on his chest, and suddenly Yang Ming felt a sharp pain in his chest like a hole burned by fire, making him clench his teeth and twitch uncontrollably.

Seeing Yang Ming's painful appearance, Xiaolan's eyes were full of worry, and her movements slowed down unconsciously, and Yang Ming said with difficulty from between her teeth: "Quick!" ”

Xiaolan, who was reminded by Yang Ming, also knew that now was not the time to be sad and worried, so she kept wiping the unpleasant paste on her hands, and kept saying to herself in her heart: Hurry up, Xiaolan hurry up!

A few minutes later, except for Yang Ming's head, every part of the body was smeared with a layer of slimy paste by Xiao Lan, and the pungent and unpleasant smell filled the entire room, Xiao Lan also followed Yang Ming's instructions and waited outside the room to prevent others from approaching.

Yang Ming could no longer feel the pain of broken meridians, and now it had been replaced by a violent burning sensation, constantly teasing Yang Ming's fragile nerves.

Yang Ming wanted to faint like this, but he couldn't, he had to mobilize the energy of heaven and earth all the time to protect the lifeline, otherwise the toxin would immediately erode the lifeline and die on the spot.

"My day......"

On the spiritual platform, Yang Ming was so painful that he forgot his literacy, and kept bursting with ugly foul mouth, this is called the "Hundred Poisons Self Cultivation Method" is a method he learned in Draco's memory that can repair the fatal damage below the spiritual transformation realm, focusing on the external use of fierce poison to corrode the skin, flesh and bones of the whole body, and the internal consumption of the medicinal soup made of nearly 100 kinds of poisons to achieve the effect of fighting poison with poison and repairing the damage.

At that time, Yang Ming took a fancy to the characteristics of the "Hundred Poisons Cultivation Method" that the materials were easy to find and simple to blend, if he knew in advance that it would be so painful, he would never choose to use this method for treatment.

The pain continued, Yang Minggang was a little used to the burning sensation, but without warning, his whole body used a tingling sensation that was even more uncomfortable than the burning pain, like thousands of ants crawling on his body, making Yang Ming's reason once again on the verge of collapse.

"Ah......h

Yang Ming couldn't help shouting, the pain could still be adapted, but the itching was tormenting his nerves all the time, making him feel painful.

"Hold on, you must hold back, you can Yang Ming, you are the best ......"

In the room, Yang Ming constantly encouraged himself, so that he would not faint, if he relaxed a little, the only remaining trace of reason would collapse, and he would pass out completely, then this body would be eroded by toxins, and the immortals would be difficult to save, and the test would end in failure because he couldn't resist the destiny of heaven, and he didn't know if the soul could return to his original body, so he didn't dare to bet.

An hour passed, the pain did not subside at all, but there were signs of aggravation, Yang Ming shouted again, this time the cry attracted other people to come, including "Yang Ming"'s father, Yang Weixiong.

"Xiaolan, what is the young master doing in the room, why is he screaming in pain like this?"

Yang Weixiong walked outside the room with the chief guard, and saw the maid Xiaolan standing guard in front of the door, so he asked.

"Young Master... I ......"

Xiaolan was hesitant and didn't want to tell the truth, Yang Weixiong immediately became angry, originally because his son was beaten to only half a life, it was annoying enough, and now even a maid dared to resist his order, so that he could be majestic.

"Xiaolan, don't you say yes, don't you say don't blame me for the torture, come here, take her to the law enforcement hall, and beat her thirty boards!" Yang Weixiong immediately ordered, and two guards walked out from behind him, stepped forward and grabbed Xiaolan's arm.

"Don't don't, master, Xiaolan is still a child, wouldn't beating her thirty boards kill her, Xiaolan, don't you hurry up and tell the young master's situation?"

Wei Gang stopped the guards and pleaded with Yang Weixiong, usually Yang Weixiong also respected Wei Gang's opinion, so he was not dissatisfied with Wei Gang's obstruction.

And the last sentence is said to Xiaolan, Wei Gang and Xiaolan have a very good relationship, the former has never married and has no heirs, so he has long regarded Xiaolan as his daughter, of course, he doesn't want to see Xiaolan killed.

"Sir, I'm ...... It was the young master who didn't let me say it, and said that he wouldn't let others disturb him. Xiaolan had already been scared and cried by Thirty Boards, but thinking of Yang Ming's instructions, she had the courage to explain to Yang Weixiong.

The screams of pain in the room kept coming, Yang Weixiong had already heard it anxiously, and he didn't care about Xiaolan's words, he immediately opened the door, and a strong and pungent stench wafted out of the room, making everyone cough constantly.

"Ahem, cough, cough, ......"

Yang Weixiong endured the pungent and unpleasant smell, and when he walked into the room, he saw that his son was pale, and his body was covered with brownish-green paste, and he immediately reached out to drag Yang Ming out.

"Don't... Don't touch it! ”

Yang Ming was weak, and it was very difficult to squeeze two words out of his throat, and Yang Weixiong's hand was fixed in mid-air after hearing this, and he almost touched Yang Ming's body.

"Ming'er, what's wrong with you, don't you scare your father?" Yang Weixiong withdrew his hand and shouted at Yang Ming on the side of the bed.

Yang Ming on the bed has no time to pay attention to him, now it has reached the most critical step, which is to continue the meridians, the burning sensation is the pain caused by the corrosion of the skin and flesh, and the itching sensation is the feeling of skin and flesh regeneration.

Yang Weixiong ran to the door, grabbed Xiaolan and asked anxiously, "Do you know what the paste on the young master's body is?" ”

"It's... It's ......" Xiaolan was clearly hesitating.

"Xiaolan, say it quickly, do you really want the master to punish you with thirty boards?" Wei Gang said anxiously.

"I can't say!" Xiaolan closed her eyes hard, she made up her mind, she didn't say anything if she didn't say it, even if she beat her for thirty boards, she wouldn't say it.

Wei Gang saw Xiaolan's reaction like this, and he was so anxious that he slapped his thigh, "Ouch, Xiaolan, what are you doing here?" At such a critical juncture, you are still angry with the master. ”

After Yang Weixiong heard Xiaolan's words, he laughed angrily and said to the latter: "Don't think that I won't kill you, you forced me, today I will let everyone know that this Yang Mansion, who has the final say!" ”

Raising his right hand high, he slapped down angrily at Xiaolan's head, and just as his palm was about to slap Xiaolan's head, an astonishing energy fluctuation came from the room, which attracted everyone's attention.

Yang Weixiong couldn't take care of Xiaolan at the moment, he quickly entered the room like the wind, and saw that Yang Ming's face on the bed gradually became ruddy, and a crackling sound came from his body, and his breath began to become stronger, quenching the spirit, Nawei Realm Primary, Navitas Realm Intermediate, Navitas Realm Complete, Gathering Spirit Realm Primary, and finally settled at the Intermediate Level of Gathering Spirit Realm.

"It's... It's ......"

Yang Weixiong was already so shocked that he couldn't speak, Yang Ming, who was still dying just now, has now recovered, and his realm has broken through.

Yang Ming stood up, moved his body, and said to Yang Weixiong without noticing anything unusual: "Father... Father, the child is healed. ”

"I'm not dreaming, am I?" Yang Weixiong reached out in disbelief to touch his son's body, but saw that the latter still had the medicine paste left on his body, and his hand froze in mid-air.

"Father, go back first, and the child will come to you after taking a bath." Yang Ming also hated the unpleasant things on his body, and wanted to take a bath immediately, so he kicked Yang Weixiong out of the room.

Yang Ming sat in the bathtub in the room, Xiaolan kept pouring water into the bathtub, and when the water flooded Yang Ming's chest, he stopped Xiaolan: "Xiaolan, you have suffered. ”

When Xiaolan heard Yang Ming's words, her delicate body was suddenly shocked, tears kept rolling in her eyes, she tried not to cry, and said: "Xiaolan is fine, in the end, the master did not punish me, as long as the young master can be good, I am willing to beat me." ”

In the Lingtai, Yang Ming said to "Yang Ming": "Xiaolan is a good girl, don't let people down." ”

The soul fire of "Yang Ming" flickered, and Yang Ming said again: "I have already helped you change your life against the sky, it's time to leave, see you again." With that, a flash disappeared.

Yang Ming, who was immersed in the bucket, suddenly closed his eyes, and then opened his eyes again, and it could be seen from his eyes that he was no longer Yang Ming, and had become "Yang Ming".

"Thank you, another me."