After being drenched in the autumn rain for more than half an hour, and still wearing wet and cold clothes, can this not be sick? Even so, Xu Changfeng still thinks that the illness is worth it. If there was no rain, he wanted to step into that threshold, but he didn't know how to wait until the Year of the Monkey.

He got up and pulled out a futon from the dilapidated cabinet, the futon was very heavy, and it was a little difficult to lift the smaller arms, which was the futon that was only covered when the snow fell in Chang'an City in the middle of winter.

He was already panting in the bedding, but there was not a drop of sweat on his body.

Over the years, he has had a fever several times, and Mr. Qin also left a prescription for treating fever, but he can't get the medicine now, so he has to use some earthy recipes to let the fever go down for the time being.

Xu Changfeng dragged his heavy body to the table, lit an oil lamp, held a silver needle into the fire and roasted it for a while, then took off his clothes and pierced the hot silver needle into the acupuncture points on his body step by step. Over the years, Xu Changfeng has not only been familiar with the scriptures left by the literati and sages, but also knows a little about the way of traditional Chinese medicine.

This is a kind of home remedies, which opens up the specific meridians of the human body with silver needles, so as to play the role of ventilation and heat dissipation. Then he stabbed the silver needle on his forehead a few more times, leaving a tiny red eye. His fever is caused by the internal heat of the body, so the heat rushes to his head. Now pierce your forehead and let the heat escape through the eye of the needle.

After doing this, Xu Changfeng drank another big bowl of water, then covered his head with a quilt and fell asleep.

When he slept this night, he felt like he was in a whirlwind world, and his whole body was shaking. In a trance, he saw a lamp lit in front of him, illuminating in the stormy night, and the light was still not extinguished despite the rain pouring down.

He had seen this lamp more than once.

Because he was born with weak meridians and extremely thin bones, he had some minor illnesses in ten days and a half months, and his bones were as thin as firewood. His father had searched all the famous doctors in Chang'an, and they all said that he would not live to be twenty, and he was still very young at the time and did not understand what these twenty were all about.

When he was six years old, his father was fortunate enough to obtain a ten-year lamp wick, which is said to have the effect of immortality, and his father injected this wick into his body in order to continue his life. Who would have thought that after this wick was injected, his body gradually improved, although he was still weak, it was not a problem to live past twenty, but if he wanted to live a long life, it was just a drop in the bucket.

Not long after this incident, this lamp wick was obtained by chance, and his family was destroyed.

That night, he rolled out of bed to the sound of fighting, and before he could understand what was going on, he was picked up by the servant and fled from the secret passage, and later the servant was unfortunately shot by a flying arrow and died.

It was snowing heavily that day, Xu Changfeng was alone, dressed in single clothes, wandering in the streets and alleys of Chang'an, fortunately, he was still young at the time and was not recognized, so he picked up his life, and his father will be separated from yin and yang forever.

When he sleeps on weekdays, he often dreams of this lamp. Mr. Qin told him that this lamp was actually the soul of the ten-year lamp, and he could survive because of the wick injected into his body.

It's just that tonight, this light is extraordinarily bright.

For some reason, a strange feeling drove Xu Changfeng to reach out and want to grab the lamp. He walked towards the lamp, and the light of the fire illuminated his face in the silence of the rainy night.

He cautiously stretched out his hand to the lamp, but he didn't feel hot. Not only that, but there seemed to be a steady stream of things in his body. That feeling is the same as yesterday's comprehension of the Cold Rain Sword Sutra in the Library Pavilion, that is the aura entering the body!

Xu Changfeng panicked, he didn't know what to do for a while, how could his weak meridians withstand the stimulation of aura?

However, what made him even more puzzled was that after the aura poured in, there was no such intense pain as before, but turned into a warm current, flowing continuously along the meridians around him, this feeling was very comfortable, Xu Changfeng couldn't help but shout happily.

Immediately after, he clearly saw that a stream of crystal clear air fell from the sky, constantly focusing on the lights in front of him, Xu Changfeng was very surprised, squatted down and looked at the lights carefully, only to see a wisp of several inches long wick in the lamplight, which was slightly scattered particles like green smoke.

"The wick is being worn out!"

Xu Changfeng looked at this scene and was shocked.

Now he finally understood why the aura entered his body, but he didn't feel pain. It turned out that the aura was absorbed by the wick, and then replaced with that wonderful warm current, flowing all over the body.

The wick in his body was like a furnace, refining the energy of the aura and then passing it into his meridians. In this way, the aura introduced by Xu Changfeng is purer than others, and the most important thing is that even if he is born with weak meridians, he can still attract spirit into the body and embark on the path of cultivation.

In the past ten years, he never thought that the Ten Years Lamp could have this effect, until he comprehended the Cold Rain Sword Sutra today...... Everything has changed!

A new starting point has emerged for his future.

It's just that this price needs to consume his very precious wick, which is equivalent to practicing at the cost of his life.

In fact, he discovered some of the effects of the Ten Years Lamp very early, so he directly chose to leave the Fire Sword Sutra to comprehend, originally wanting to help him succeed in his enlightenment through the masculine power of the wick. It's a pity that the Fire Sword Sutra is too violent, which will make the wick in the body riotous.

And the cold rain sword meridian is very heavy, and at the same time, the evil qi will involuntarily glow in the body. So the ten-year lamp instinctively helped him dissolve the evil qi, which came and went, which was equivalent to activating the effect of the ten-year lamp.

For example, if a practitioner obtains a rare treasure, if he does not know how to use it, it is like a waste product, worthless.

Thinking of this, Xu Changfeng sighed deeply, the opportunity was really very mysterious.

It's just that he still feels that something is wrong, why has Mr. Qin not allowed him to learn swords for ten years? Why did he just consult a sword scripture and turn on the effect of the lamp for ten years?

Obviously, the moment he got the ten-year lamp wick, Xu Changfeng's physique had already reached the level of cultivation.

"If I practice too early, the wick will run out early. Mr. Qin originally wanted me to use good steel on the blade......" Xu Changfeng thought to himself.

Recalling the day Mr. Qin left, he asked Xu Changfeng if he hated him...... If Xu Changfeng nodded that day, it is estimated that it will make Mr. Qin feel cold.

Xu Changfeng opened his eyes, there was a faint light outside the house, it was already early morning.

And he was clutching the thick bedding as if stretched out in a large furnace, and his clothes were already soaked with sweat.

"It's hot!"

Xu Changfeng hurriedly kicked off the quilt, turned over and jumped out of bed.

Xu Changfeng's feet landed smoothly, and between exhaling and inhaling, there was a faint feeling of refreshment, his head didn't hurt anymore, his body didn't have a fever anymore, and his fever completely subsided.

"Crackling ......"

Xu Changfeng stretched his waist comfortably, and he heard a crisp sound from the bones in his body, not only that, but he felt that his body had become more powerful.

"Why is this happening?" Xu Changfeng said in surprise.

At this time, he always felt slimy on his body, as if something was attached to it.

When he opened his clothes, he saw black dirt sticking to his chest and neck, and there was a faint stench. Xu Changfeng hurriedly took off his clothes and pants, rushed to the water tank outside the yard, scooped up a scoop of water and splashed it on his body, leaving a place of black water from him.

"Could this be ......" Xu Changfeng looked at his body in surprise, and a small part of the dirt washed away, revealing white and tender skin, as pure as a baby!

"Wash the marrow realm!" Xu Changfeng exclaimed excitedly.

In just one night, he stepped from an ordinary person to the door of a cultivator and successfully cleansed his marrow.

Xu Changfeng happily jumped on the ground several times, and he clearly felt that he had jumped higher than before.

Once you step into the marrow washing realm, all the qualities of the body will have a leap and bound. Xu Changfeng took a deep breath, looked at the sun that had just risen, and squinted his eyes to feel this wonderful feeling.

He couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, fortunately, Jiang Beilin helped him divert the attention of the Prison Heaven Division, otherwise if the Heaven Supervisor had been wandering beside the courtyard, what happened last night would definitely be seen clearly.