Chapter 181: Tempering Muscles and Bones

In a trance, in this daze, all the soul villains he scattered were deducing their own martial arts avenue, and each soul villain had their own perceptions, maybe after the hook, it suddenly became a kick, maybe it was a sword, between tens of millions, there was no beginning and no end. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Thousands of soul villains don't know how long it took, and suddenly gathered together, and Zhao Haochen, who was addicted, burst out of a ball of essence in his eyes, his spirit was radiant, and he stood up, his whole person's temperament was refreshed and full of energy.

"I see!"

Junxiu's face was filled with a smile like a spring breeze, and he took a confident step, as if there was a road ahead in front of him, firm and chic.

With one step, the heavens and the earth changed, the sun and the moon turned, the white mist dissipated, and his feet were so solid and heavy.

The momentum of Zhao Haochen, who was sitting on the ground, was loud and loud, and the spiritual power in his body was like the river in the great river, surging endlessly, ups and downs, and the obstacles of the Hongyuan Realm in the meridians were like the embankment blocking the river, solid and reliable.

"Boom!"

The deafening sound made Zhao Haochen's blood agitate, and wave after wave carried the momentum of ten thousand jun, like a fierce beast tide, and began to impact.

The fine and dense openings on the embankment were already dense, and there was another wave of impact, and the spiritual power like a tide poured down, and the embankment didn't know where it was washed away, and it disappeared.

The inclined spiritual power is like a dragon swimming like a sea, not happy, wantonly washing and transforming Zhao Haochen's meridians.

Opening his hazy eyes, Zhao Haochen was very surprised by all these changes.

"Hong Yuanjing! I'm finally not as good as Hong Yuanjing!"

Feeling the changes in myself, my whole body was full of power, as if it was pouring inexhaustible.

"Huh!"

The right fist was clenched, and a very casual punch towards the ground caused the earth to tremble, and the sword aura that densely spread around him also collapsed.

"Although your cultivation has improved, there is still a large part of the spiritual power suppressed in your body, if you don't evacuate in a hurry, then your fate will be miserable!" The ethereal voice of the white-clothed sword master made Zhao Haochen's heart tremble.

Zhao Haochen forcibly suppressed the urge to scold, his teeth clucked, and a voice squeezed out from between his teeth, "Don't talk nonsense, tell me the solution!"

The white-clothed sword master was also very simple, no nonsense, "The peaches here are all transformed by sword qi, and they contain the essence of the sword path, as long as you take it, the part of the spiritual power accumulated in your body will enter your meridians with the sword qi."

Washing the essence and cutting the marrow, so that you have all the veins, the meridians are wide, and after the transformation of the sword qi, the bones, skin, flesh, and internal organs of your whole body have become extremely tough, and you can withstand extremely strong attacks. ”

The white-clothed sword master paused here, and looked at Zhao Haochen with a serious expression.

And Zhao Haochen also knows that there is no free lunch in the world, and if you want to get all kinds of benefits, there are naturally all kinds of risks, and the more benefits, the greater the risks.

"The meridians are often much more fragile than your bones and skin, so the pain is unimaginable, and you have to bear it clearly, once you can't hold on, the consequences are ......."

The white-clothed sword master didn't finish speaking, but Zhao Haochen obviously knew it.

"Come on, I want to try it, there are such benefits, don't take advantage of nothing!" Zhao Haochen said, acting very relaxed, without any pressure.

The white-clothed sword master's condensed face was full of relief, and said, "Okay!"

Hundreds of long swords suddenly shot out from the sword stele, forming the shape of a furnace tripod, which was one meter high.

Zhao Haochen jumped into it, if he could reach what the sword master said, even if it hurt to the bone marrow, it would be worth it.

"Brush, brush!"

Several cold rays passed, and the clothes on Zhao Haochen's body turned into butterflies and flew around.

"Sit down cross-legged, with your heart in the sky, don't resist!" Zhao Haochen did it one by one according to the instructions of the white-clothed sword master, here he didn't have the slightest ability to resist, if this Xuanjian sword master wanted to murder him, he couldn't get out of here, so he was gambling, gambling with his life.

The long sword flew everywhere, carrying the fruit from the tree and falling into the furnace, and Zhao Haochen felt the endless sword intent in it.

Pick up a plump fruit, run it down your throat, and swallow it. Immediately, ancient and mysterious small swords appeared on the inner wall of the kendo furnace, stabbing into Zhao Haochen's flesh and blood.

"Ahh

Zhao Haochen let out a miserable scream in pain.

It hurts, it hurts!

Zhao Haochen's body was almost trembling.

He only felt that the sword was strangled in his internal organs, as if he was about to crush all his internal organs, and the sword qi from the outside penetrated into his skin along his skin.

The flesh began to ache, and people couldn't help but tear and scratch, but the result of scratching only exacerbated the pain.

"Meridians!"

"Bones!"

"Flesh!"

"Offal!"

Time passed little by little, the refining place was going on little by little, the only constant was the severe pain, the fine and sharp blade shuttled through the flesh and blood, Zhao Haochen felt that the pain was doubling, it was not at all unbearable, but you still won't faint in pain, that kind of taste made him doubt that he would die of pain.

The white-clothed sword master secretly observed Zhao Haochen and nodded secretly, Zhao Haochen's strong willpower convinced him. Willpower is the precious wealth that determines a person's life. Without strong willpower, no matter how strong the qualifications are, no matter how great the external force, it is difficult to achieve something, and the person himself is the foundation.

Time passed imperceptibly, and thousands of fruits turned into a streamer and drilled into Zhao Haochen's body.

"Cultivate and take a look!" the white-clothed sword master spoke again.

The surrounding sword qi all dissipated, penetrating from Zhao Haochen's Heavenly Spirit Cover, and his pain disappeared with it, only the rumbling sound came from the meridians.

Zhao Haochen immediately cultivated.

As the internal force in the meridians flowed, he felt that his internal force was getting stronger and stronger in his breath.

Between one breath and one breath, there is a big change.

"Well, it's not bad!" While Liu Cheng and the others were anxiously waiting, Zhao Haochen had finished his cultivation, and now that he had broken through to the advanced level of the Hong Yuan Realm, all of this made him unbelievable.

Under his orders, piles of gold and silver treasures placed here are constantly being transported out, if the happiest one is Huang Tiancheng, he is responsible for everything in the gang, sometimes he is really dizzy for Zijin.

Zhao Haochen also opened his mouth to ask about the mysterious cage of the Xuanjian Sword Master, but in exchange for it, he just smiled and told himself that he would naturally know in the future.

Coming to the sword tablet and feeling the huge bloody power on the Litian Sword, Zhao Haochen threw it into the alien dimension. Jianzi can not only stabilize his injuries by recovering his own cultivation, but most importantly, he can avoid the punishment of the Heavenly Dao.