An hour later, the room was steaming.

In the huge wooden barrel, the hot water was rolling, and all kinds of medicinal herbs and spiritual liquids were gushing in the hot water.

Several maids stood beside the barrels, but their faces were already reddened after a few breaths.

Beads of sweat rolled down his body, and even the clothes on his body were soaked and soaked, and the bulging arc on his chest was faintly visible, as well as the bright faint pink of the dirty clothes inside.

However, at this moment, Yao Qian did not have the slightest intention to pay attention to these.

His face was equally grim, his eyes fixed on the hot water in the barrel, but his heart was a little hesitant.

All of this was in accordance with the instructions in the cheats of the "Golden Bell Jar", but when it came to the end, seeing the hot water rolling, and the addition of those herb elixirs, the heat in it gathered but did not disperse.

"If this person soaks in it, won't he open his skin?"

Yao Qian looked at the wooden barrel and hurriedly waved his hand to let the maid in front of him leave.

These maids originally had other ideas, but now they all fled like frightened rabbits.

Just standing next to the barrel, you can feel like your whole body is being steamed dry, dizzy, and your eyes are full of stars, as if you are going to pass out in the next moment.

Uncomfortable!

It's so uncomfortable!

It's uncomfortable to die!

Seeing these maids open the door and hurriedly run out, Yao Qian walked a few steps towards the wooden barrel, and immediately felt the heat coming to his face even stronger, as if he was going to steam the water all over his body into the illusion of a dry corpse.

He gritted his teeth, his gaze becoming firm again.

The cultivation of horizontal practice is so arduous, and when I first cultivated the iron cloth shirt, why wasn't it like this?

Now that you have decided, you can't give up easily.

He thought to himself.

At the same time, he quickly took off all the clothes on his body, and Chiguo's body was in a circle, running the magic bull energy, and suddenly the qi and blood in his body were running, the muscles were concuzzating, and the muscles bulged up, tightly sealed, and became tougher.

His eyes closed, he gritted his teeth, and his whole body jumped into the barrel.

Poof

The body burrowed into the boiling hot water, splashing and steaming.

At the same time, around the huge bucket, the gathered steam surged rapidly, constantly rolling, like white clouds on the horizon, suddenly enveloping him.

Then the smell of medicine rushed in and drilled into his body.

At this time, Yao Qian didn't feel any fragrance, he only felt that his body was like a chicken and duck soaked in boiling water, as long as he rolled it twice, he could pluck his feathers.

"It's hot, it's hot......"

Squeaky ......

He gritted his teeth and groaned.

However, his heart was becoming more and more determined, and he didn't even show his iron cloth shirt at all, relying entirely on his body to resist this violent rolling heat.

After just a few breaths, Yao Qian's body had become red, and there was a scorching heat, as if he had been thrown into a fire and burned.

"Patience, patience, the pain at the beginning can be endured, and now it can be endured just as much, this is the real cultivation, the real energy!"

He stammered, as if he could withstand the frenzy of the bucket.

At this time, the demonic bull energy in his body gradually stagnated, the Dao muscles hibernate again, and the speed of qi and blood flow slowly slowed down.

On the skin of his body, pores opened, and suddenly a stream of heat penetrated into his body like a line of fire, which was really burning and stinging.

It's unimaginable.

Only then did he really understand that every time there was a big war, there would always be a person who grabbed the opponent and wanted to boil him to death.

It was really unbearable torture, like hell coming to the world, and there was no way to live, no way to die.

Between the hot steam surging and surging, the faintly visible faces have become extremely hideous, and the green tendons bulge up, like earthworms swimming under the skin, which is even more terrifying and vicious.

Outside the wooden barrel, streams of steam emitting the scent of medicine enveloped Yao Gan's body, burrowing into it from outside his exposed body, converging into his limbs and bones, and disappearing.

However, Yao Qian at this time did not have the slightest perception.

Now, he has only one thought, and that is patience!

Time gradually passed, Yao Qian used his spirit and pressed himself into the barrel.

Grit your teeth and crack your eyes!

He pinched the edge of the barrel with both hands, and the sound of 'clicking' kept ringing, and even the hardwood barrel was crushed by him, and hot water flowed out.

In the barrel, the hot water stirred.

The heat did not subside in the slightest, as if the steam around the barrel completely isolated the heat from the outside, and there was no leakage at all.

And as time passed, the various herbs wafting in the hot water began to slowly show a hint of wilting.

The original bright color has gradually become a little yellow.

This yellowing is by no means the scorching of hot water, but as if it has been pulled out of life, it looks more and more withered.

And Yao Qian, who was in the barrel, didn't know anything about this.

At this time, he wished that it would be best for him to faint immediately, but he didn't dare to really faint, and there was a deliberate reminder in the golden bell jar.

Once the medicinal herb spirit liquid in the hot water is completely absorbed by the body, and the cultivator knows nothing, it is really possible that it will be boiled into a pile of rotten meat by the hot water, and the one who dies cannot die again.

Knock knock knock......

The sound of his heartbeat continued to increase, and Yao Qian's whole body had been scalded red, like a boiled prawn.

He endured the pain of burning his body as hard as he could, and the chaotic head gradually maintained the last trace of clarity.

This trace of clarity entered his brain, and Yao Qian also subtly sensed the changes outside his body, and at the same time began to constantly hint in his heart, forgetting the pain of his body.

However, it just hurts.

Pain into flesh, pain into the bone marrow.

Even if it is a cultivation according to the secret book of the golden bell jar, it will not help.

The tempering of flesh and blood was too painful, and whenever he wanted to concentrate and stay clear, the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow completely crushed his spirit!

Back and forth, over and over again......

Yao Qian, who was soaked in the hot water, didn't know how many times he resisted, and then gradually grasped this trace of spirit, like a candle flame in the night, cautiously.

Time gradually passed, and Yao Qian, who gritted his teeth and endured to death, gradually adapted to the control of this spirit.

Suddenly, he noticed that everything around him was different.

Although it still hurts, there are strange colors in front of me, some of which are intense, some are faint, and some have even faded away.

In an instant, he knew that the strange brilliance that suddenly appeared should be the various medicinal herb spiritual liquids he had sensed.

The herb liquid soaked around his body, rolling with the hot water, and then burrowed into the pores of his body at an invisible rate.

His five senses seemed to be able to intuitively see the joy of these strange colors pouring into his pores.

It was as if the whole body had become more alive.

And as more and more colors entered his body, he could immediately sense that his body was gradually increasing, his flesh and blood were becoming more and more condensed, and even his spirit was getting stronger and stronger, and his five senses had a slight increase.

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