Chapter 22 Blood Like a Tiger

Song Dian's pain was naturally pretended, fortunately, when he didn't know the truth before, he had carefully observed the seizure state of other alchemy children a few times, otherwise it would not be easy to deceive Wang Taizhen. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yes, he has been taking the Wuling Pill for almost a month, and he must have a seizure to ensure that Wang Tai will not be suspicious.

After a few pillars of incense, Song Dian had returned to his small room, and when he thought of the scene that had happened before, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and he knew that he couldn't bear Wang Tai's waste anymore.

"Great genius, it tastes good. Don't worry, in fact, the really good taste is still to come, enjoy it!"

This sentence was said by Wang Tai when he dragged him into the house and kicked him awake, so that his exaggerated acting skills were severely tested, and he almost broke his skills several times, which made Song Dian, who has always been confident in his acting skills, how could he not hate, how could he not be angry?

"This is the antidote, do you want it? want, if you want to be honest with me in the future, be my dog obediently. ”

In order to react to this second sentence, Song Dian really broke the work, and for a while he didn't know whether it was anger with longing, or longing with pitiful goodness, he had to admit that he couldn't show such complex emotions.

Fortunately, Wang Tai had unparalleled confidence in his own poison and ignored Song Dian's abnormal sluggishness.

After taking the antidote, Song Dian can be regarded as playing normally, no matter how ugly Wang Tai says, he can immediately face it after a little figurative understanding.

In the hut, Song Dian tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and it was not until he touched the heavy gold coin that his emotions immediately rose. As for how to deal with Wang Tai, he already has a plan in his heart, and the most urgent thing for him at present is to improve his strength.

So it's time to deal with the grass, quickly prepare the big clay pot, and a large bundle of grass is also spread out by him, and then act neatly according to the last step.

This time he did the same thing, but instead of drinking it as soon as he was done, he put the soccer in a large sealed bottle.

In terms of speed, it is also much faster than last time, this time he used four large clay pots to process at the same time, and he could process more than a dozen catties of green withered grass at a time, which was more than ten times more efficient than last time.

But although it was fast, he was also tired, especially the rapid and continuous dripping of blood, which made him feel weak for a long time. He didn't want to do it if he could, but he knew that there really wasn't much time left for him.

Although he didn't deliberately investigate anything in Shangfu City today, he also heard a lot of rumors, basically talking about Cangwolf Ridge, but there were also about him, which made him feel more urgent.

More than four hours later, it was already late at night outside the house, and Song Dian had finally finished processing all the green and withered grass at this time.

When he stood up suddenly, he felt a strong feeling of dizziness, and he almost fell unsteadily on his feet and fell into the large clay pot that was still hot. Obviously, this is excessive blood loss.

Without thinking much about it, he immediately grabbed the large bottle containing the wiccin liquid, poured a few sips of it, and suddenly a stream of heat rose from his stomach and flowed all over his body, and the dizziness dissipated a lot.

Weighing the big bottle, which weighed about thirty pounds, Song Dian felt a little uncomfortable, it was really not easy to get something good. For such a little wilted grass liquid, but it made him tired.

If this is known to people who know the effect of the wilt grass liquid, I am afraid that they will even have the heart to kill him, and it is not easy for you to call it? Buy some weeds for only two silver coins, you just pay some labor and blood, and what is not satisfied.

Other casual cultivators, even if they are monks with a bit of family background, which one is not desperate for some cultivation resources, killing people and grabbing treasures in three days, and constantly competing for several months and half a year, this is not easy.

These Song Dian are actually clear, but he just wants to think like this, and others can't do anything, so they can only say that you can't afford to hurt a blind person.

After packing up the tools for processing, Song Dian's heart fell, in fact, what really made him tired was that he had to constantly guard against external movements when dealing with the green withered grass, so that he could not be discovered.

After drinking a few more sips of the green withered grass liquid, Song Dian really recovered, and was about to meditate and practice while there were still a few hours left, but he was attracted by the dozens of beads placed on the ground.

The beads were much larger than the last time he got, but this was nothing strange, he had changed to a large clay pot to handle more at once, and it was normal to be bigger.

So what he really paid attention to was not the size, but the color, he clearly remembered that the beads last time were all gray and white, but this time the beads were pure white, and there was a sense of crystal when you looked closely.

Why is this a quantitative change causing a qualitative change? For this reason, he took out the small bag that was tied to his body, and took out a bead from it that he had obtained last time, and when he compared the two, he found more differences.

The weight of the head is naturally secondary, and the difference he found is the taste, the beads last time did not have the slightest smell, but this time there was a faint smell of blood, very light and light, and it was difficult to detect if you didn't sniff carefully.

This led him to speculate that perhaps the difference was due to the fact that he had dripped more blood. Turn on the pupil vision to prompt observation, but it's the same as last time, I can't see any abnormality, it's the same I can't prompt.

After thinking for a long time to no avail, Song Dian carefully put away these beads and kept them properly, he had a hunch that these beads should have an unexpected effect for him, but he didn't know it now.

Time always flies quickly when cultivating, and in the blink of an eye, the sky outside the house is about to brighten, but Song Dian is still immersed in cultivation.

During this period, he would stop from time to time to drink a few sips of the socca liquid, and after running the "Heavenly Extreme Formula" to absorb almost it, he would take a few more sips, and so on, and by the time dawn, he had drunk more than half of the large bottle of soccoba liquid.

At this time, the huge amount of qi and blood in his body was terrifying, and there was a faint sound of tiger roaring between the qi and blood transportation.

If an ordinary cultivator wants to reach this level, he doesn't know how many heavenly and earthly treasures he has to devour to reach it, but now Song Dian can easily reach it, and even this tiger roar has a faint tendency to change to a dragon roar.

When the qi and blood reach such a level, the benefits are naturally self-evident, even if the qualifications are not good, they can also advance by leaps and bounds in the quenching realm, without worrying about the problem of unstable foundation, and they can accompany the momentum of the tiger when they shoot, deter the opponent, and the move is more powerful.

At this moment, even if Song Dian didn't have much knowledge, he felt the difference between himself at this moment, and his strong qi and blood were strengthening his body all the time, constantly eliminating the instability of his foundation caused by his too fast breakthrough last time.

But despite this, he still forcibly suppressed the trend of continuing to break through after breaking through the Seven Layers of the Burning Body. Because after all, this is just his feeling, and the monk's cultivation may be able to follow his feelings in the later stage, but it is absolutely not possible in this foundation building period, so he can't be cautious.

It is precisely because of his current prudence that he will soon be able to go further than everyone else in the Quenching Body Realm, and build an unbreakable foundation for his cultivation.