More than a month has passed in a blink of an eye, Zhang Yi and Wang Hao have been together for more than a month, almost every day the two will fight, and Zhang Yi does not use triplicate strikes and green swords, the two can always tie, and sometimes Zhang Yi will suffer.

Zhang Yi knew in his heart that Wang Hao was not his opponent, because he had his own backhand, and during the period of daily competition with Wang Hao, Zhang Yi's application of latent skills was also more handy, and he applied it freely, and it would not be long before he would break through.

In the blink of an eye, another half a month has passed, and today Zhang Yi and Wang Hao are brand new, neatly dressed, and there is no discussion, because today is the time for Zhang Yi and Wang Hao to take a medicinal bath.

A strong medicinal fragrance spread out of the courtyard and drifted into the distance, which could be smelled more than ten miles away.

In the middle of the yard, there is a big red tripod, which can hold seven or eight cows, and the tripod is filled with black and red potions, as well as voyeuristic poisonous insects, three-tailed scorpions, golden crystal snakes, white centipedes, white bones, thousand-year-old snow lotus, thousand-year-old golden Poria cocos, hundred-year-old cordyceps, deer antler velvet...... and several other unknown precious medicinal materials and poisonous insects.

Several poisonous insects can swim around in the potion inside the ding, and they are obviously living creatures.

There is a wooden table in the center of the courtyard, there is a row on the wooden table, on which is written 'the god seat of the Qingming Emperor of the Ability', there is an incense burner in front of the row, the incense burner is inserted with three incense, in front of the incense is some tribute, and there is a book, a tattered and yellowed, but it looks like an ancient book, with three big characters written on it, "Yi Qiankun".

The square position in the courtyard was full of tributes, Zhang Xianlu knelt in front of the ranks, looked through the books, and recited words in his mouth, and from time to time there was a 'please' of something to the emperor.

Zhang Yi and Wang Hao knelt behind Zhang Xianlu, their faces were serious, they didn't have the hippie smiling faces of the past, and they knew that today was an extraordinary day.

"Junior Zhang Xianlu, please descend to the ancestors and open the gift of medicinal baths for future generations!"

"The Western God of War in the Wasteland of Longjing Kingdom, 'Huangfu Cang', open the gift of medicinal baths for your guardians!"

"The patron saint of the land of Longjing, 'Mizusawa Spirit', opens the gift of medicinal baths for your believers!"

"Immortal Yang Shadow Immortal Venerable, for the sake of the ancestors, open the gift of medicinal bath for your protector!"

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Zhang Xianlu's words fell, and he respectfully took out a jade pen from the offering table.

Zhang Xianlu stood up, holding a jade pen in his hand, the white nib of the pen, and pointed at a small pile of blood-red powder on the table, and the white nib turned blood-red.

"Cinnabar in hand, all kinds of demons and monsters quickly avoid!" The voice fell, Zhang Xianlu held the jade pen in his hand, stepped on the strange steps, turned around and the tip of the jade pen accurately pointed on Zhang Yi's forehead, and the hand pen turned down, separated from Zhang Yi's forehead, and fell on Wang Hao's forehead.

I saw two pea-sized red dots on the foreheads of Zhang Yi and Wang Hao, which looked smart and compelling.

"The divine sand is in hand, please come to the gods from all walks of life to descend!" Zhang Xianlu did not finish speaking, and the jade pen dotted on the yellow-red broken stone next to the cinnabar.

stepped on the strange steps again, and the same technique was pointed on the temples of Zhang Yi and Wang Hao.

"Xin Hong in your hand, light up the three souls and seven spirits, and don't be invaded by evil spirits!" The words fell, Zhang Xianlu held the jade pen in his hand and pointed it on Xin Hong next to the divine sand.

stepped on the strange step again, and the same technique was pointed on the foreheads of Zhang Yi and Wang Hao.

In an instant, Zhang Yi and Wang Hao's foreheads flashed, and the three red dots fused together to become golden-red points of light, and their whole bodies emitted golden-red light, like an immortal descending into the world!

Just above the heads of Zhang Xianlu, Zhang Yi and Wang Hao, a ball of light and shadow appeared, this light and shadow emitted a silver-white light, staying above the sky, illuminating a cloud, shining, but after a while, several different colors of light appeared in the sky, adding up to eight groups of light and shadow, staying in the sky, colorful light clusters, it seems to be waiting for something!

These lights and shadows are the spirits that Zhang Xianlu invited to open the baptism of the medicinal bath!

If Zhang Xianlu knew that he had invited so many spirits, I am afraid that he would not be able to let the medicinal bath go on at this moment, because there were too many spirits, far beyond his imagination, and only when Zhang Yi broke through the realm of voyeurism, he would know how many spirits existed after the medicinal bath.

In Longjing Kingdom, only those people in the royal family, and some powerful mystical churches and sects can invite out six or seven kinds of spirits! The existence of the Eight Regiments of Spirits is rare in a hundred years in the Longjing Kingdom, and the Eight Regiments of Spirits are enough to develop more than two potentials, and even mutation potentials, if they reach ten kinds of Spirits, it is a perfect medicinal bath!

Perfect medicinal bath, the five potentials are fully opened, it is said that the person who can perfect the medicinal bath will have a different phase of heaven and earth, and there will be an immortal descending and taking this person to the immortal world! Obviously, this kind of opportunity will not appear in Zhang Yi and Wang Hao.

"The hour has come, Yi'er, Hao'er, the spirit has arrived, hurry up and enter the Dingzhong! It will not be good if the hour is missed!" Zhang Xianlu's words fell, and he looked up at the sky.

Listening to Zhang Yilu's words, Zhang Yi and Wang Hao stood up and came to the side of the medicine tripod in two or three steps.

"This ......" Wang Hao pointed at the white centipede in fear when he saw these poisons in the medicine pod, and his body trembled even more disobediently!

"Don't be afraid! Jump inside and close your eyes!" Looking at Wang Hao's expression, Zhang Yi also hesitated when he saw the poisonous insects swimming in the medicine pod.

Both of them were afraid, after all, the medicine pod was not an ordinary poisonous insect, but a poison with the strength of voyeurism, how could they not be afraid!

"Still not going in?" Zhang Xianlu looked at Zhang Yi and the others, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he shouted angrily.

Seeing that Zhang Xianlu was a little angry, Zhang Yi gritted his teeth, held the Ding with one hand, and under the force, his body rose in the air, and then, with a plop, Zhang Yi jumped into the Dingzhong, exposed his head, looked at Wang Hao, and then closed his eyes and ignored it.

Seeing Zhang Yi jumping into the tripod, Wang Hao's face improved a little, and he also jumped into the medicine tripod with Zhang Yi, and also closed his eyes, revealing a head.

The two of them sat motionless in the medicinal bath, waiting for the baptism of the medicinal bath.

Zhang Xianlu saw Zhang Yi and Wang Hao jump into the medicine tripod, and he was also relieved, and came to the medicine tripod in a few steps, chanting words in his mouth, and at the same time patting the lid on the medicine tripod with one hand.

There was a metal muffled sound, and the lid above the tripod slowly fell, covered the medicine tripod, and closed tightly together.

At this time, the eight regiments of spirits in the sky disappeared, and when they appeared, they were already hovering above the medicine tripod, but after a while, the eight regiments of spirits merged into the medicine tripod, and there was no trace outside.

"Yi'er, do you feel unwell?" Zhang Xianlu said with his face against the medicine tripod and greeted him kindly.

Zhang Xianlu's words, Zhang Yi didn't hear, because in the medicine tripod, except for the sound of snakes and scorpions swimming, everything outside could not be heard, as if it was isolated from the world.

As if knowing the truth, when there was no reply after a few calls, Zhang Xianlu was apprehensive, sat cross-legged next to the medicine tripod, and waited for the time when the medicine tripod would open.

The two of them sat in the medicine pod and did not dare to speak, the surroundings were as dark as ink, and they could not see their five fingers, except for the sound of poison swimming and breathing, there was no other sound.

Zhang Yi opened his eyes, it was dark all around, he couldn't see where it was, he only felt that there was someone next to him, and that person was Wang Hao.

"Zhang Yi!" Wang Hao called softly.

"What?" replied Zhang Yi.

"There's a scorpion crawling on my face!" Wang Hao's voice trembled a little.

"Hold back, let it crawl!" Zhang Yi listened to Wang Hao's weak voice and gloated with encouragement.

If you can see Zhang Yi's face at this time, then you can see him with a smile on his face.

"Oops! no!" Suddenly, Zhang Yi put away his gloating smile and his face became embarrassed.

"What?" Wang Hao struggled to endure the feeling of the scorpion crawling on his face, and uttered two words in his throat.

"There's a centipede crawling into my chest!!," Zhang Yi squeezed out a sentence from his teeth.

"Don't move! Hold back! Let it crawl!" Wang Hao finished speaking, his face changed like Zhang Yi, and he also gloated.

One night, just like this, Zhang Yi and Wang Hao chatted, endured the feeling of poisonous insects crawling on their bodies, that kind of loneliness, that kind of disgusting, and the taste of medicinal herbs, from the beginning of the fear to irritability, anxiety, living like a year! Zhang Yi understood the meaning of this sentence at this moment!