11. Chapter 11
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The medicinal juice is silver and white, and it is as brilliant as a star in circulation, even people who don't know anything about cultivation can feel the magic contained in it. The liquid is gently tumbling, but it gives people a grand and even surging feeling, and what is even more amazing is that these medicinal juices look as if they are alive.
There is a faint layer of fluorescence on the surface of the medicinal juice, which obscures the medicinal liquid, allowing the medicinal liquid to tumble, but there is no trace of breath leaking, and all the energy is bound by some magical power.
Mrs. Lin looked at the liquid medicine with a preoccupied expression.
As the liquid medicine rolled, the silver-white color gradually became clear, and I vaguely saw a person soaked in it.
I don't know how long it took, a jade chime next to her sounded, and Mrs. Lin suddenly frowned, and two white lights emanated from her hand and shot towards the big urn.
The liquid medicine in the big urn stopped churning, the silver light pierced, and a white and fat body like Maitreya Buddha slowly rose from the liquid medicine.
The face of this white fat Maitreya Buddha is vaguely smiling, but it is as ridiculous as a doll that has been overinflated, his upper body is ****, and there is only a sweat towel on his lower body to cover the vital parts.
Yun Xiao, who was swollen in a circle, was lifted by a layer of white light and sent to the jade bed on the side, and bursts of cold air emerged from the jade bed, and the white mist was swirling.
"Concentrate and calm down, and run the method. Mrs. Lin transmitted.
Yun Xiao had a faint pain on his face, and worked hard to run the body refining method "Xuantian Forging Body Skill" he had learned before, and transparent sweat the size of beans gushed out from his **** body, this is not ordinary sweat, the sweat is as if squeezing juice, and it has a greasy viscous feeling.
With the gushing of viscous sweat, Yun Xiao's swollen and fat body began to return to normal, until it returned to the shape of an ordinary person, but its body was more lustrous than before.
When the body returned to normal, the sweat from the pores of the body also slowed down, and then the flow was dusky sweat with a trace of fishy smell.
This process continued for a while, and the sweat gradually became thicker.
Mrs. Lin smiled and said with appreciation: "Although Mr. is a scholar, his perseverance is tenacious. As he spoke, he shot a golden pill at Yun Xiao, the pill atomized with the wind, and a golden mist enveloped Yun Xiao, and slowly injected into Yun Xiao's body.
Yun Xiao naturally didn't answer, and the sweat all over her body continued to bubble up, but the sweat that came out at this time looked dirty.
The dirty sweat became thicker and thicker, gradually turning from a faint cloudiness to black, and finally turned into wisps of red-black slurry.
Mrs. Lin looked at the red and black sweat flowing from Yun Xiao's body, and her face showed surprise: "Sir, can you still support it?"
Yun Xiao couldn't answer, but the internal breath in his body let Mrs. Lin know his answer.
The surprise in Mrs. Lin's eyes became more and more intense, and she opened her cherry lips, but she didn't say anything.
Mrs. Lin raised her hands and drew a mysterious rune in the air, and then took out two pills wrapped in gold clothes, and the pills turned into a richer golden mist, and followed the runes drawn by Mrs. Lin into Yun Xiao's body.
The serous fluid in Yunxiao's pores flowed out more and more slowly, and the red-black serous gradually faded into black and thickened red.
As the blood-like red slurry gushed out of the pores, Yun Xiao's face became more and more yellow, not only his face, but his entire skin gradually turned yellow, as if he had not eaten water in the desert for several days. The withered yellow body was covered with red sweat like blood, but it showed a strange solemnity.
The surprise in Mrs. Lin's eyes turned to horror, and she took out four golden pills from the storage space again, pinched them and injected the essence of the pills into Yun Xiao's body.
The serous secretion slowed down and turned bright red in the end.
True blood color.
Yun Xiao's whole body began to tremble unconsciously, obviously the flesh was in extreme pain and began to spasm instinctively, but Mrs. Lin was shocked to find that Yun Xiao still did not stop the operation of the exercises, and there was not too much pain on her face.
After a short while, Yun Xiao's entire body was only covered with yellow skin and bones, as if a mummy or even a skeleton, terrifying and weird, and the red slurry secreted from the pores finally stopped, but there was a faint layer of things like beeswax and as if paint gold dust covered Yun Xiao's body surface, making Yun Xiao's originally withered yellow body seem to be shiny and flowing, and like the golden body in the temple.
A peculiar luster that is as sacred as a fairy Buddha.
Yun Xiao no longer had any change in his expression, but Mrs. Lin could still feel that his body was still running tenaciously in the Xuantian Forging Body Skill.
This scene made Mrs. Lin's face more and more solemn, she swallowed a pill, and took out eight gold-clothed pills in turn, and her hands continued to punch out a piece of Zhenyuan, surrounding Yun Xiao's body.
The mist slowly penetrated into Yun Xiao's body, and was absorbed by Yun Xiao little by little.
Mrs. Lin's forehead was already full of sweat, and it wasn't until Yun Xiao had absorbed all those golden mist that she finally exhaled, and with a finger of both hands, Yun Xiao's body was thrown into another larger urn filled with silver-white medicinal liquid, and the silver liquid in the large urn began to churn again under Mrs. Lin's operation.
Mrs. Lin closed her eyes for a while, gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, and quietly retreated.
Outside the door, Lin Qingyu and Aunt Wang waited quietly, and when they saw Mrs. Lin going out, Lin Qingyu asked softly: "Mother, how did Mr. Yun quench his body and wash the marrow for the first time?
Mrs. Lin was silent.
Lin Qingyu didn't dare to disturb, but there was a melancholy between his eyebrows.
After a long time, Mrs. Lin said to Aunt Wang: "Aunt Wang, do you have eyebrows about Mr. Yun's origin?"
"The old slave has quietly checked for the past few days, this Mr. Yun is really not from my world, according to the old slave's investigation in the past few days, maybe Mr. Yun should be a 'man of fortune'. ā
"Fortune man, this ...... But are you sure?" Mrs. Lin's face was quite solemn.
"Mr. Yun appeared in the ancient formation map fifty miles away from Sanghu Village when the vitality tide was three years ago, and he did not pass through any Babel Tower, and Mr. Yun definitely did not have the slightest mana cultivation on his body, nor did he have any true qi fighting qi. The slave quietly took a drop of Mr. Yun's essence blood to investigate, but found that Mr. Yun was not from any of the Lin family's records. ā
"Even the Lin family's records don't have Mr. Yun's small world record?Is it the person of fortune caused by the tide of the dimensional energy three years ago......" Mrs. Lin pondered for a moment and frowned: "Aunt Wang, if you have time, you go back to the Wang family and ask Mr. Yun to check one or two at home, see which small world Mr. Yun is from, and then see if Mr. Yun has a chance to return to his homeland...... No, forget it, if Mr. Yun really comes from a small world with no records yet, I'm afraid ............"
Thinking of this, Mrs. Lin shook her head and said solemnly: "Aunt Wang, Qingyu, you need to remember that you must not reveal the identity of Mr. Yun's heavenly fortune. Aunt Wang, you go back to the Wang family, don't alarm others, find the third uncle and his old man to help Mr. Yun make an identity certificate, and in the future, Mr. Yun's identity will be the person who was born in my mother's Lingtian Islands and traveled to Sanghu Village. ā
"The slave and maid know. ā
"Aunt Wang, don't keep calling yourself a slave, everyone is a family. ā
"The slave and maid know. ā
"Mother, how is that Mr. Yun's body forged?" Lin Qingyu asked as he looked at the door of the house.
Mrs. Lin sighed lightly: "Even I didn't expect it, this Mr. Yun is really amazing, it seems that Lan'er has a great good teacher." Thinking about it, even if Mr. Yun is in his small world, he is not an ordinary person. ā
Lin Qingyu's eyes lit up: "Mother, Mr. Mo Feiyun is extremely good at forging his body?"
"What's more...... be outstanding" Mrs. Lin sighed: "If it weren't for the mother herself, I'm afraid the mother wouldn't have believed it." For the first time of forging his body, Mr. Yun actually absorbed an additional twelve Zhuji Dan, directly reaching the situation of the legendary 'Flesh Buddha'. ā
"Flesh Buddha, how is it possible?" Lin Qingyu covered his mouth.
"That's the case, if you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't believe it. Although it is only a forging vision, it can be seen that Mr. Yun's willpower is strong, and it is unique...... Regardless of the qualifications for cultivation, this perseverance may only be comparable to your father. ā
"Mr. Yun is so good...... Then, Mr. Yun's first forging can directly build a successful foundation?"
"Do you build a foundation...... These Zhuji Dan are all refined by your third grandfather, they are all of the highest quality, and with Mr. Yun's perseverance and determination, it is naturally a great success. By the time the forging was completed, Mr. Yun's body had already surpassed the martial arts masters in the world. It is worthy of the vision of the Buddha in the flesh, and the body is forged straight into the innate ...... Mr. Yun's qualifications are originally mid-level in the Heavenly Rank, but the balance of the five elements is difficult to cultivate, but the realm is not too slow. Mr. Evian's perseverance can be stabilized in about three to five months, and only after the contemplation of the mind is successful, he can reach the marrow washing stage within three or five years. Alas, it's a pity, why does Mr. Yun have a balanced physique of the five elements...... With such perseverance, you are a dual-line hybrid spirit root like you, and you may also have the opportunity to become a top-level combat cultivator one day......" Madame Lin sighed.
Lin Qingyu did not show a look of pity this time, but looked at the room, his eyes were slightly confused:
"The Buddha in the flesh...... That little gentleman who looked so gentle and gentle, actually ...... Is he such a resolute man...... I used to cultivate myself, and I persevered to the third stage, and I thought I was good, but compared to Mr. Yun, how shallow...... Can...... It's a pity if my qualifications could have been higher...... Alas......"