The snail boat is in the deep sea, so it naturally does not know day and night.

Ning Baifeng didn't know how much time had passed, and he didn't know how far Luo Zhou had gone, but he knew very well how many times he had soaked the medicine barrel.

Thirty-two barrels.

This number doesn't seem like much, but if it is replaced by thirty-two physical bodies that are about to collapse and reach the pain in the depths of the soul, it seems a lot.

The old man's every shot was almost merciless, and he would never stop if he didn't discolor Ning Baifeng's flesh and skin.

Nie Hongzhu couldn't stand it several times, and interceded with the old man in private, saying that he was afraid that it would be too much.

The old man in the quiet room didn't have the slightest face to say, and scolded extremely coldly, "You Nie Hongzhu, a little painting spirit, what qualifications do you have to teach people how to exercise their physique in front of me!"

After that, Nie Hongzhu didn't want to talk to the old man for a few days.

As the old man continued to beat, Ning Baifeng could bear it for longer and longer, in addition to gradually being able to bear the pain in the depths of his soul, the other was that he began to be able to fight the old man with the three-way asking staff method.

But in the end, except for staying in the ashram for a longer time, without exception, they all walked in vertically and were carried out horizontally.

On this day, Ning Baifeng woke up from the medicine barrel, got up and put on a pair of trousers and pushed the door out.

There was no way, the old man's order not to let him get dressed was still there, but at least it saved him some face, so that he wouldn't really wear only a pair of calf-nose pants.

After a long time of beating, Ning Baifeng's already not sturdy body became thinner, but it was not the kind of weak and thin, but it was like a piece of iron and stone, and after being hammered, a piece of fine iron billet was left.

Outside the flower garden, Xue Changwei and Nie Hongzhu were admiring the paintings.

A few days ago, he chatted with Ning Baifeng, and after learning that Nie Hongzhu was an immortal in the painting, Xue Changwei said that he also had a picture of an immortal in the painting, and when Ning Baifeng rested, he would take it over and take a look at it.

Xue Changwei shook the painting scroll, and the two white cranes broke out of the painting, soared over the small courtyard for a while, and then fell into the flower garden, with a wanton and elegant posture.

Ning Baifeng walked to the stone table and sat down, picked up the wine jug and took a sip, and said softly, "This is your painting immortal?"

Since every time Ning Baifeng came out to rest after brewing the medicine barrel, he began to gradually like to drink alcohol to relieve fatigue and analgesia.

Xue Changwei said with a smile: "Naturally, it is not comparable to Miss Nie's, but it is not cheap, but it cost me two hundred Tongbao money to buy it back from a down-and-out monk." ”

Ning Baifeng was extremely surprised, "Two hundred Tongbao coins?so expensive?!"

Xue Changwei nodded, "A treasure like the fairy in the painting is hard to find, although two hundred Tongbao coins are painful, but it is worth the price." I don't think you can paint the fairy material in the painting, tell me how much money you bought this painting. ”

Xue Changwei turned his head and smiled apologetically at Nie Hongzhu, "I didn't mean to offend Miss Nie." ”

Nie Hongzhu smiled, "Xue Gongzi guess how much my son-in-law spent to buy me." ”

Xue Changwei thought about it, then looked at Nie Hongzhu again, according to his many years of experience in business, after a rough assessment, he quoted the price in his heart, "Three thousand Tongbao money!"

Ning Baifeng squirted out a sip of wine.

Xue Changwei was stunned and said less?

After staying on the snail boat for so many years, the vision of doing business is getting brighter and brighter, and the misestimation of the price rarely happens.

Xue Changwei was a little unconvinced, but when he saw Ning Baifeng's appearance, he was a little uncertain, so he could only ask, "How much is it?"

Ning Baifeng wiped his mouth and stretched out a finger.

Xue Changwei gasped, "Ten thousand?!"

Ning Baifeng was a little speechless.

Then he looked at Nie Hongzhu, "Should I sell you to subsidize the family." ”

Nie Hongzhu couldn't stop laughing.

Xue Changwei was even more uncertain, and was about to ask again, but saw Ning Baifeng get up and trot back into the house, and when he came out, he was holding a sword and a gourd in his hand.

Ning Baifeng put two things on the table, "Give the palm eye, what is the price of these two things." ”

Xue Changwei picked up the magic sword and looked at it, then injected the vitality into the sword, and suddenly the whole sword flickered fluorescently, the sword body was as light as water, and a dragon phantom swam in it.

Reaching out and snapping his fingers, he snapped his fingers and tapped the blade of the sword, with a hint of roar in his soft roar. Xue Changwei weighed the weight, pondered for a moment and said: "The material of this sword is okay, but the casting is average, and the quality is within the range of treasures, and it is only ten Tongbao coins at most, but the dragon soul sealed in the sword body is a valuable thing, which is converted together, and it is about a hundred Tongbao coins." ”

This price is more than Ning Baifeng predicted, and after seeing Chixiao, he actually looks down on this sword.

Xue Changwei picked up the brown gourd, a cool aura lingered in his hand, and he was about to uncover it, but was stopped by Ning Baifeng reaching out, "There used to be a yin ghost in the gourd, and it may be dangerous to open it." ”

Xue Changwei said with a smile: "It shouldn't be a big problem if you don't inject vitality. ”

Ning Baifeng turned his head and gave Nie Hongzhu a color.

Nie Hongzhu nodded.

Xue Changwei gently unplugged the gourd, only to feel a cool breath coming to his face, but nothing else. Shook the gourd, and there was a sound of water in it. The mouth of the gourd is turned upside down, and the water inside just came out of the mouth of the gourd, and instantly turned into a few green smoke.

Xue Changwei immediately stuffed the gourd, "This is a soul-nourishing gourd, the water in the gourd is called soul-nourishing liquid, which is condensed with all kinds of souls, and the soul-nourishing gourd is a Taoist magic weapon, if you meet such a Taoist, you can shout a demon Dao, but it is better to make less trouble, these demons and evil sects are very, and they can even be regarded as evil cultivators." ”

"But this soul nourishing liquid is a good thing, as long as the soul is injured, it can be used to nourish the soul and protect the heart. The gourd plus the soul nourishing liquid is estimated to be around three hundred Tongbao coins. ”

Ning Baifeng was a little surprised, he didn't expect that this inconspicuous gourd was worth more than a magic sword.

Xue Changwei said with a smile: "These two things are related to the divine soul, if you guess correctly, they should belong to the same person, the two treasures are worth a lot of money, they are definitely the whole net worth of an earth immortal, have you taken out a wild cultivation cave." ”

Ning Baifeng touched his nose, but he was a little surprised in his heart, he could judge things by just relying on treasures, and this vision was very incomparable.

Ning Baifeng didn't want to tell the origin of his heels, so he asked, "Can't it be my own?"

Xue Changwei laughed, "Ning Baifeng, it's not that I look down on you, it's really that with your current realm, you don't have that ability at all, I once saw a record in a single miscellaneous book, if you want to study the divine soul, the minimum must be the Jindan realm, because the Dan is broken and the infant is released, the divine soul can be separated from the mind, and you can sit in the primordial infant, even if you are a Jindan earth immortal, you have not studied the divine soul for more than a hundred years, and you can't make a soul-nourishing gourd at all." ”

These words were a bit unexpected by Ning Baifeng, he didn't expect this soul cultivation gourd to have such a big background. A Jindan Earth Immortal spends a hundred years of time, to study these, it is no less than tying his life to the belt of his trousers, Jindan has a limited lifespan, and he doesn't want to break through the Yuan Infant, studying this is to die. The gourd is worth 300 Tongbao money, and it really deserves this sky-high price. Thinking about how much the Sun family's family had at the beginning, it was only this number, it was still saved by generations or even dozens of generations, and now in retrospect, the young Li Ping was definitely an old yuanying, and the danger was basically no less than that of Qiu Qingjiang, the Jindan sword cultivator at that time, and it was possible to die in the hands of the young man if he didn't pay attention to it, and it was really luck to be able to kill him, and he was a little afraid to think about it.

Ning Baifeng took a sip of wine, suppressed the horror in his heart, and said, "Can you lend me that unique collection of your books." ”

Xue Changwei was surprised: "You don't really want to study this, do you?"

Ning Baifeng shook his head.

Xue Changwei said: "

No, I'll bring it to you another day. Anyway, you're going to sell these two things?"

Ning Baifeng said with a smile: "It's a waste to keep this thing in my hands, it's better to exchange it for real money." ”

Xue Changwei thought for a while, "No problem, I paid for it, and when the time comes, I will sell it, and there will be a lot of money, don't be blushing." ”

Ning Baifeng raised the wine jug, "I wish you a lot of money!"

The two touched the wine jug and raised the jug to drink.

"Don't send the money, pick a cane that can get into the eye. ”

A voice rang out from the sky above the courtyard.

Ning Baifeng put down the wine jug and looked up.

Su Lao and the fishing Weng Wu River returned from fishing at sea.

The two fell into the courtyard, Su Lao glanced at Ning Baifeng, and then walked straight to the quiet room, "Come in and be beaten!"

Ning Baifeng smiled bitterly, sighed, and silently got up and walked to the quiet room.

Su Lao held a short stick in his hand and said coldly: "I am still in the mood to talk about business, which shows that there are still a lot of things to think about, and it seems that the beating is not enough!"

Ning Baifeng's heart was alarmed, and he immediately took a step back, pulling out an afterimage on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, the afterimage was shattered with a blow.

Ning Baifeng, who was retreating, did not stop in his hand, and the same finger to the sky hit the short stick.

With a pop, Ning Baifeng took a few steps back, his skin and flesh trembling like water waves, but he only frowned.

This kind of situation is simply different from the first time.

After refining the skin for a long time, Ning Baifeng was not only beaten, but he used the old man's way-asking stick method quite easily, and even the old man's body that turned into four afterimages was not badly learned, although he couldn't be as casual as the old man was four afterimages, but with three afterimages, Ning Baifeng was still more than enough.

The old man was not surprised that this blow was not hit, and if he couldn't make this step under such a high-intensity tempering, then there was really a problem.

But the old man was still not satisfied, and felt that this progress was still too slow.

So, in the next attack, the old man was faster.

In order not to be beaten even worse, Ning Baifeng shot with all his strength with the short stick in his hand, pointing at the sky, intercepting the ground, and blocking people endlessly, and the smoke and rain under his feet kept tossing and turning.

Despite this, the old man's short rod was still like a dragon, breaking through the continuous rod shadow and striking the young man, leaving a little black mark.

For a while, the sound of the short rod hitting in the quiet room, the dull sound of the short stick hitting the flesh, and the muffled hum after eating the pain were endless.

In the end, it is a miserable wail that hurts into the soul.

This scene goes on day after day. Every time the medicine barrel is replaced, it is a painful tempering.

Ning Baifeng always thought about whether he would die directly after this beating, but in the end, his brain always fell to the ground blank, and then he was put into a medicine barrel, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Later, Ning Baifeng had no spare time to think about these things, because the old man shot faster and more ruthlessly.

In order to keep up with the rhythm of the old man, every time Ning Baifeng woke up, his only thought was how to practice the Asking Path Staff Method and the Smoke and Rain Walking Body Method faster, more proficiently, and without flaws.

As he climbed out of the medicine barrel, he became more and more silent, and as his body continued to lose weight, his whole temperament became more and more deep and calm like an abyss.

Occasionally, when he came out to rest, Ning Baifeng was just drinking silently in a daze except for looking at the books sent by Xue Changwei, what did Nie Hongzhu ask, Ning Baifeng just shook his head or nodded.

Nie Hongzhu saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

The heartstrings are so tight that there will always be a day when they will break.

Xue Changwei was shocked, but he didn't dare to imagine that this was just a skin refining realm, if it was bone refining, how terrifying it would be. 2k reading web