After a stick of incense, Wang Jing's cold sweat covered his forehead, and his screaming voice was weak. Half an hour passed, and Wang Jing was already unconscious in the pool, his head hooked in his arms, and his legs and feet were tired. With the support of the demon soul's mana, he barely showed a head from the pool.

"Hey, this kid's body is really too weak, fortunately, he learned the lessons of the past, this time he only used a drop of Heavenly Demon Body Cleansing Spiritual Liquid, otherwise he would have exploded and died. The demon's voice wafted through the hall, letting out a helpless sigh.

A day later, the water in the pool had dropped by more than half, and the spiritual liquid in the water had been completely absorbed by Wang Jing, and the boiling pool water had become cold and biting.

Wang Jing woke up leisurely under the stimulation of the cold water, reached out and grabbed the top of the pool wall, shook the water droplets on his head, and looked around blankly. At this time, he was still alone in the hall, and the cold stone walls emitted a faint cold light, adding to the gloomy atmosphere of this place.

Looking down at his arm, he found that the skin on his body had a faint luster, and his muscles and veins had become more tenacious and broad under the transformation of the spiritual fluid, and he felt that his body was full of explosive power. I couldn't help but be so excited that I was speechless and shouted: "Old guy, I bet right, I bet right, I didn't die, I actually succeeded!"

"Boy, my old man personally took action, if you hang up, it's better to buy a piece of tofu and kill it." Get up, the water is getting cold, and soaking for a long time is not good for qi and blood. The demon soul snorted coldly.

Wang Jing slapped his hands on the stone wall, and his whole body jumped up and jumped out of the pool with ease. He shook the water droplets on his body by the pool, and said embarrassedly to the direction of the stone platform: "The old guy has a good heart, and I will definitely be rewarded for my success in the future." I am really a hero, I actually fell asleep in this boiling water, quite like the style of the ancients who watched the spring and autumn to scrape the bones and heal the wounds. “

"Boy, all the cattle in your village fly in the sky. ”

"The old guy is really talking nonsense, there are no cattle in our village at all, and they all live by hunting and collecting herbs in the mountains. Wang Jing said puzzled.

"I guess there used to be, but I died when you opened your mouth, and you blew me to death. You have only been awake for a while, and you are still talking about learning from the ancients to scrape bones and heal wounds. Tell you that the longer you stay awake in the pool, the more benefits you get. ”

Remembering that he struggled in the pool for a while and fell into a coma and missed an opportunity, Wang Jing couldn't help but ask shyly, "You won't waste your spiritual fluid in vain, right?"

"Your body is too weak, the first time I used a small amount of medicine, and I helped absorb it, of course you passed the first hurdle without danger. It's just a good start, now you're running a thousand laps in the hall and then taking a bath. ”

"Ah, how many more baths do you have to take a bath?" Thinking of the burning water in the pool, Wang Jing couldn't help but sweat coldly, and asked with a pale face.

"Once a day, for as long as three years, as short as a year, the key is how long you can stay awake in the pool. With the first experience, you will be able to eat the marrow and taste later, and you will not be able to stop. The voice of the demon soul said playfully.

"Can you soak a few less?" Thinking of the feeling that life was worse than death when the bones were cut and the marrow was washed, Wang Jing pleaded in a low voice as he ran down the hall.

"Nonsense, the essence of all things I have collected for tens of thousands of years for you to use in the bath, if you dare to be lazy and wasteful, see how I clean you up. After a night's rest, now hurry up and run. The demon spirit urged impatiently.

Before Wang Jing could tell again, a white flame burned behind Wang Jing's buttocks, and the heat wave instantly burned the hard stone floor into an eight-foot-deep pit.

It is estimated that if he talked nonsense again, the demon soul would throw the flames directly on him, thinking that his body was more likely to turn into ashes than a stone, Wang Jing didn't need the demon soul to command, so he immediately ran quickly.

One lap, two laps,

Ten laps, 100 laps......

After a thousand laps, Wang Jing was so tired that he couldn't breathe, sweat soaked his clothes, and he felt that every pore was open. He opened his mouth wide and breathed in the fresh air around him. After a moment's wait, he staggered to the pool, which was filled with water again.

Another drop of golden liquid, appeared above the pool out of thin air, emitting a golden light, and then fell into the pool with a dingdong, and the water in the pool instantly boiled, and kept bubbling with golden bubbles. Wang Jing didn't say a word, took a long deep breath, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and jumped into the pool, and the pain in his heart instantly filled his body. He clenched his fingers into fists, crawling on the side of the pool and trembling his emaciated body, enduring the painful stimulation of the medicine.

Although it was still painful this time, I had a little more resistance than the first time. Wang Jing hummed while holding on to the stone wall, and at the same time kept silently reciting in his heart the blessings of the ancestors of the Wang family, and the blessings of the gods and spirits, time passed very slowly, and a second was like 10,000 years.

A quarter of an hour passed, and Wang Jing was covered with sweat, and his face was as white as jade. The time of the two incense sticks passed, his screaming voice weakened, and his consciousness began to blur, but he could still feel the pain of his body. An hour passed, and Wang Jing was once again unconscious in the pool, tired and sleepy, and with the support of the demon soul's mana, he barely showed a head.

"Yes, I have been under the washing of the spiritual liquid, and I have lasted for half an hour longer than expected. The demon soul said with satisfaction.

When he woke up the next day, Wang Jing was forced by the demon spirit to run to warm up, and then took a bath in boiling water with spiritual liquid.

Wang Jing persisted for longer and longer each time, and felt more pain every time. The effect of absorbing spiritual fluid in the awake state is obviously better than that in the coma state, the body and muscles are stronger again and again, and the mental power is also stronger again and again in pain.

Such a boring bath lasted for half a year, and a drop of spiritual liquid could no longer make Wang Jing have a strong burning feeling. At this time, his mental strength increased greatly, and he could see the cracks the size of a hair in the stone wall of the hall with his eyes closed. The body is strong enough to jump five feet on the ground, and the impact of two fists is five hundred pounds.

Under Wang Jing's constant urging, the demon soul still didn't teach him the cultivation method, but increased the bath spirit liquid to two drops. As soon as he entered the pool with two drops of spiritual liquid, Wang Jing's pain was the same as at the beginning, and he fell into a coma after less than half an hour.

As he ran day after day, bathing and tossing, Wang Jing's resistance became stronger and stronger. When the effect of two drops of ichor decreases, it increases to three drops. When the effect of three drops deteriorated, it increased to four drops, and each time it increased a little, it was enough to make Wang Jing die of pain.

Wang Jing's body is getting stronger day by day, but the demon soul is silent day by day, and his voice is weak when he occasionally says a word.

By the time all the ichor had been consumed, two years had passed. At this time, Wang Jing changed from a thin and short child who came in at that time to a handsome young man with a tall figure, who looked at least seventeen or eighteen years old. Although he is a little thin, his skin is smooth and delicate, and his face is full of spring breeze and rain, and his tiger eyes are shining. The inner muscles and veins are broad and tough, and they can burst out in an instant. With a slight vertical, he can cross three zhang away, jump with all his strength, and be able to fly more than one zhang high, which has far surpassed the top martial arts masters in the world.

"The transformation of the body has not been completed yet, but unfortunately the spiritual fluid is not enough, and I don't know if the following things can be successfully completed. Seeing that Wang Jing was jumping up and down in the hall with excitement, the demon soul couldn't help but sigh in a low voice when he saw Wang Jing jumping up and down excitedly, constantly testing his strong strength.