A month passed quietly.

In this month, Yang Ming's body had almost stabilized the broken meridians in his body after continuously absorbing the medicinal liquid prepared by the Dragon Infant Fruit.

During this time, Yang Ming clearly felt that his body was gradually recovering, and finally under the crimson energy, the meridians resurfaced again, and the originally soft body slowly regained its strength.

Sitting in the barrel, between breathing and breathing, it is extremely stable, the body has been greedily absorbing the energy in the barrel, refining the veins in the body, after a month of tempering, the meridians in the body are several times stronger than together, even so, it has not reached the limit.

Moreover, after this period of absorption, the original crimson liquid of the wooden barrel had disappeared, replaced by a faint pink, and these thin energy streams emanated from the liquid, and then drilled into Yang Ming's body.

With the energy surging, Yang Ming's body suddenly devoured these magical energies like a small whirlpool, and in just a moment, Yang Ming's body was covered with energy, and a pale red figure was revealed in the entire wooden barrel.

Under Yang Ming's endless demand, the liquid in the wooden barrel became thinner and thinner, and gradually faded at a speed that could almost be seen with the naked eye.

After this month's recuperation, Yang Ming's body has recovered, and the moment he uses the exercises, these pale red energies invade his body like dense ants.

The energy of these medicinal liquids was extremely huge, almost enough to support Yang Ming to break through the middle stage of the Tongmai Realm, but he didn't do it, because he knew very well in his heart that the truth of a tall building rising from the ground was that for those who practiced martial arts, the foundation was the most important, and the stronger the foundation, the farther he could go in the future.

Therefore, Yang Ming did not hesitate to use these energies to transform his body, besides, these energies are all made of dragon baby fruit as the main medicine, and the strengthening function is extremely terrifying, if it is used to improve the realm, it will inevitably be a bit of putting the cart before the horse.

Yang Ming's physique was originally several times stronger than ordinary people, if he could use the energy configured by the Dragon Infant Fruit to transform his body under the transformation of the Nine Secrets of the Mountain, it was hard to imagine how far the physical strength of this body could reach.

If you really have to describe it, it's just two words - perfect.

Dragon Baby Fruit is a medicinal material that belongs to the Heaven and Earth Lingzhen series, and if it can be fully utilized, it is not impossible to forge a perfect physique.

Under Yang Ming's crazy absorption, the medicinal liquid in the wooden barrel finally turned into a basin of clear water, the previous medicinal fragrance disappeared, and the red mist that wrapped Yang Ming gradually disappeared.

When the last stream of energy penetrated into Yang Ming's body, the body that was still silent suddenly trembled, and his closed eyes opened suddenly.

Feeling that his body was full of explosive power, Yang Ming's expression was slightly stunned, after a month of suffering, the weakness of his body was swept away, and the feeling of gradually becoming stronger returned.

Looking at the blue sky, Yang Ming stood up violently, slowly stretched his waist, and his face showed a look of fascination and intoxication with power.

In this martial arts world, only strength is his ultimate confidence, if he is just an ordinary person, then he can only be slaughtered.

The palm of his hand was slightly clenched, facing the sky, he took a deep breath, and the abundant power surged into his heart again, and Yang Ming's face couldn't help but flash a touch of ecstasy.

Now he has finally fully recovered!

Although he does not have a trace of internal strength in his veins, he believes that as long as it takes a few months to breathe, he will return to his peak state again.

Moreover, he could feel that the strength and strength of his body were far stronger than at the beginning, but he had never tried it, so he didn't dare to make a conclusion.

"Sure enough, it's a blessing and a curse!" Yang Ming smiled in a low voice and said.

The devilish ordeal is finally over, and the next time is to enjoy the harvest.

......

Back in the room, Yang Ming took out the black iron sword from the sword bag in the corner, pushed the door and walked out.

Originally, the black iron sword that felt a little heavy a month ago, at this moment, it was like a feather in Yang Ming's hand, very slight.

Seeing this, Yang Ming's eyes couldn't help but flash a flash of ecstasy.

Standing quietly in the spacious courtyard, standing with a sword, the next moment, Yang Ming's eyes widened, and he snorted softly, the black iron sword was swung out like a dragon, and a strong wind howled, even bringing up a trace of dust, it can be imagined how strong Yang Ming's strength is.

Swing, slash, split......

"Roar!"

Yang Ming roared angrily, as if he wanted to shout out from the depression of this time, the speed of the sword became faster and faster, and the basic five-style sword technique seemed to come alive in his hands.

At this moment, a fierce energy came from behind him.

Since recovering from his injuries, Yang Ming's body has suddenly become much more sensitive, so the moment this momentum appeared, he had already discovered it and reacted quickly.

"Drink!"

Stepping on the Seven Stars, he retreated violently, trying to avoid the sneak attack behind him, and, during the retreat of his body, Yang Ming turned around violently and slapped his sword in the direction where the momentum came from.

Although Yang Ming had no internal strength, the strength of his physical body was not comparable to that of ordinary people, and the moment the black iron sword swung out, a tricky trajectory was formed, and it slapped fiercely at the sneak attacker behind him.

Seeing that Yang Ming's reaction was so sensitive, a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the one behind him, and he immediately smiled and said, "I want to see how strong your physical body is?"

As the words fell, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand merged to form a faint qi, and then he poked out lightly and pointed directly at the heavy black iron sword.

Clang!

At the moment when the fingertips collided with the black iron sword, a dull voice suddenly sounded, and then he saw that he was not moving at all, but Yang Ming staggered backwards.

Seeing this scene, he smiled slightly, and immediately said a word that surprised Yang Ming: "Come again!"

Hearing this, Yang Ming couldn't help licking his lips, and the belligerent factor in his body was suddenly stimulated, even in the face of taking a life, he was not afraid, and a strong fighting intent surged out of his body.

"Roar!"

With a low roar, his body fell slightly, his right leg was bent, like a predatory leopard, and the next moment, Yang Ming's body suddenly ejected out, rushing towards taking his life.

"Hehe, yes, courage!"

Seeing Yang Ming, who was high-spirited, he smiled lightly when he took his life, and then his right arm shook, and his two fingers were like a sword, pointing out to Yang Ming again.