The dumb man came to the stream with the wooden bowl in his hand, rinsed the blood butterfly grass with the clear stream, and then found a nearby clearing, and with a wave of his hand, conjured a huge iron pot.

"Bang dang!"

The iron pot smashed against the lawn with the lid with a loud noise.

Lin Yuan's eyes were stunned, and he now became more and more suspicious that the dumb uncle had emptied the entire kitchen, otherwise why was the caliber of this cauldron so close to the one on the kitchen stove?

At this time, the dumb man began to get busy, he first brought many flat stone bricks to prop up the iron pot, then poured a bowl of water into the pot, put the blood butterfly grass in it, and took out a few herbs and two strips of objects like carrots and yams from the storage ring, and threw them all into the pot, looking as if it was about to cook a hodgepodge.

Lin Yuan looked up at the sky, it was still early before the sun went down, was he in such a hurry to eat dinner?

But the dumb man still had a straight face, and a faint majesty lingered around him, so that Lin Yuan didn't dare to disturb easily.

Covering the pot, the dumb man squatted down and manipulated the golden flame to boil, and his lean face looked a little ruddy against the background of the raging fire.

A few minutes later, he got up and lifted the lid of the pot, picked up the shovel and pounded it for a while, then put the lid on and continued to boil.

The hot air that evaporated from the cracks had the unique fragrance of medicinal herbs, which made Lin Yuan couldn't help but stir his nose and sniffed it a few more times.

After waiting for about half a moment, the dumb man put away the flames, got up and lifted the lid of the pot, and exhaled from his mouth to completely blow away the rising mist.

Lin Yuan took a closer look, and the small bowl of water had already burned out, and only a sticky black paste remained at the bottom of the pot.

"Is it paste?"

The dumb man smiled silently, and with a move of his right hand, the paste ball in the iron pot slowly floated up and suspended in front of him. With a flick of the finger, the paste ball is divided into five evenly sized pieces. Kneaded in the air, the small pieces quickly form and become rounded. He blew out another breath of cold air, and the round pieces completely solidified, looking no different from ordinary pills.

The storage ring flickered, conjuring up a jade porcelain bottle, and with a casual wave of his hand, the black pills fell into the bottle in turn, and then handed it to Lin Yuan.

"Take one pill every other hour, refine all five pills, keep you alive and vigorous, and your spiritual power will be greatly increased. ”

Couldn't wait to pull out the cork, Lin Yuan excitedly put the mouth of the bottle in front of his nose and sniffed it, and the rich aura of spiritual power came instantly, so that he couldn't help but pour out a pill in the palm of his hand, but the appearance was not good, it was as black as a mud pill.

"Don't worry, it's almost time now, and the fog will hit in two or three hours, so let's go find a cave to refine. The dumb man admonished.

"Yes. ”

......

In the dark cave, two figures sat on the ground.

Lin Yuan leaned against the stone wall, staring at the mud pill with his eyes shining, but when he was about to swallow it, he was startled by a "boom" vibration.

In front of him was a large wooden barrel of his height, and he was holding a dark clay pot and pouring viscous red liquid into it.

Before leaving during the day, the dumb man split the two beasts separately, stuffing the pieces of flesh directly into the storage ring, while the blood was stored in a special clay pot. If memory serves, the jar in his hand at this time should be the blood of the silverback ironclad bear.

The corners of Lin Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, and his eyelids began to beat on their own, but he didn't expect that even the wooden barrel in the kitchen couldn't escape the clutches of the dumb man.

After pouring about half of the jar, the dumb man put down the clay pot, took out the two paws of the silver-backed ironclad bear and some animal bones from the storage ring, and crushed them into powder and sprinkled them into the bucket with a little force.

Frowning and thinking for a moment, as if he didn't think it was appropriate, he threw in a few more peculiar spirit grasses that emitted a faint halo, and then took out a talisman and stuck it on the inside of the barrel.

"Whoa!"

The water level instantly rose to the position of the dumb man's waist, and he immediately swung his shovel to stir it.

"Hey, I didn't expect that with the master's strength, I still need to use talismans. ”

"Nonsense, you go to the sect and ask casually, see who can cast the water system spirit method? Liu Qianchou can't do that old boy. The dumb man said with wide eyes.

"Who is Liu Qianchou?"

"This ...... Unimportant. Well, you're going to sit in this barrel and practice tonight. ”

"Uh......"

Looking at the turbid liquid that still exuded a dark red luster even after being diluted by water, Lin Yuan's inner uneasiness became even worse. Taking off his upper clothes, he slowly stepped into the barrel and sat down, the smell of the fish immediately surrounded him, and he craned his neck to prevent the liquid from flowing into his nose and mouth.

"Shhh

The extreme cold water temperature made Lin Yuan couldn't help but gasp, he never expected to feel cold in such a hot Sky Flame Mountain Range.

Don't look at the silver-backed ironclad bear in the hands of the dumb uncle, but he is a genuine third-level fierce beast that can rival the cultivators of the Innate Realm!

The fierce beast is cold-blooded, and the murderous intent contained in it is even more terrifying, how can Lin Yuan, a rookie from the small Extension Realm, be able to control it? If it weren't for his small success in refining his body, it would turn into a pool of blood in a few moments.

Even so, in just a few breaths, his skin had already opened and his flesh had opened, and he grinned in pain, and his hands were grabbing his feet, accompanied by the sound of "fluttering and fluttering". The chill that penetrated deep into his bone marrow made him suffer, and his little face was covered with beads of sweat as big as soybean grains.

"Master, help!"

The dumb man had a resolute face, and when Lin Yuan opened his mouth to call for help, he threw the five Blood Butterfly Pills into his mouth together.

"Don't panic, get ready to run the Reverse Spirit Technique!"

"Yes. Lin Yuan closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and began to recite the mantra silently, mobilizing the spiritual power in the spirit cave.

If it weren't for the urgency of the situation, he really wanted to ask the dumb uncle why he suddenly changed his hexagram. Obviously said that he would refine one grain every other hour, but now not only let him swallow it all at once, but also soak it in the blood of the fierce beast, which is too unreliable.

With a slight sip, there was a sweet taste at first, and when the skin of the pill melted, the strong bitter taste burst in his mouth in an instant.

"Gott~"

"Don't spit it out, swallow it. Who let you taste it, wouldn't it be nice to swallow it directly in your stomach? How good is the grass? stupid man!" the dumb man scolded with his head and face, and he was always so strict in serious matters.

Forcibly resisting the urge to spit out, Lin Yuan swallowed hard with his spittle. After three breaths, the stomach gradually bulged and quickly extended to the vicinity of the spirit acupoint, producing a strong feeling of swelling and pain, as if it would burst at any time.

"Hold back. The medicinal effect of the Blood Butterfly Pill is relatively strong, and the sudden increase in spiritual power may cause disorder in your spiritual acupoint, and the teacher will help you reconcile it. Remember, no matter how painful it is, don't stop working against the spirit!"

The dumb man pressed his right hand on the top of Lin Yuan's head, and a gentle spiritual power slowly penetrated into his body from the Baihui acupoint, guiding the huge energy contained in the Blood Butterfly Pill in an orderly manner.

Lin Yuan's breathing tended to be stable, and his chest rose and fell, quite rhythmically. He listened to the advice of the dumb uncle, and ran the reverse spirit trick without stopping to refine the aura that was crammed in.

With the passage of time, the aura in the spiritual veins became more and more well-behaved, intersecting with its own spiritual power, and completely integrated after continuous suppression and running-in. And the red liquid in the barrel was also quietly changing, forming a slow-flowing clockwise cyclone, washing over Lin Yuan's scarred skin, quietly slipping into the pores, penetrating deep into the body, and refining the muscles and bones.

The effect of both internal and external cultivation is very obvious, those cracked wounds, under the warmth of spiritual power, scarred one after another, and then fell off to reveal new white skin. However, this repair only lasted for a while, and the new skin was injured, scarred, and peeled off again, and the skin was constantly resurfacing to improve the strength of the body.

As if sensing the increasing spiritual power in his body, the young man's little face showed a shallow smile of relief, but he did not stop there, but continued to greedily absorb the remaining medicinal power.

Under this almost endless demand, the blood-colored liquid in the barrel seemed to gradually fade, and the chill began to dissipate and return to warmth.

......

I don't know how long it took, the moment Lin Yuan opened his eyes, a wisp of white light flashed, and he looked radiant. Looking down, the blood-colored liquid in the barrel was completely transparent, as if it was clear water without impurities, and the water level had also dropped to his chest.

He stood up suddenly, let the water slide down his body, stretched lazily, and stretched his joints. From those clenched fists, there was a very real sense of power, which made him want to scream as much as he could.

Fingers swept over the new skin with a rosy glow, and I couldn't help but pinch it a few times, not as tender as I imagined, but extremely tough.

Overnight, Lin Yuan not only completely condensed the fourth spiritual vein, but also raised his physical body to a new height, although there was still a lot of gap from the realm of "copper pouring iron pillar", but it could make him feel that he had inexhaustible strength all over his body, as if he had suddenly skyrocketed a lot of strength.

"Wow~"

He strode as he tried to climb out of the barrel, feeling as if something was under his feet.

"Huh?"

When I picked it up and looked closely, it was actually the dead skin and blood scars that had faded from his body.

Shaking his head, he threw himself back into the water, stepped out, wiped off the water stains on his body, and took out the last neat clothes from the Sumeru bag and put them on.

The dumb man rested against the stone wall not far away, and let out a deep snoring sound.

Lin Yuan's eyes showed a look of emotion, and then he took a light step and moved towards the entrance of the cave step by step.

The sunlight shone in through the gap, and Lin Yuan put his hands behind the boulder blocking the entrance of the cave, and took a deep breath, wanting to test his strength. I just wanted to push hard but accidentally let out a fart.,And then it's out of control.,Serial play.。

"Puff~Puff~Puff......"

As the saying goes, a loud fart doesn't stink, a stinky fart doesn't make a sound, but this chain of farts is stinky and loud, and it spreads quickly in a small space.

"Whew!"

The boulder was blasted out of the clouds in an instant, and a whirlwind rushed from the depths of the cave at an extremely fast speed, whistling past.

"Little rabbit cub, it's a bit moral, I'm so tired that I can't take a break for a while, and I eat a serial fart!"