Back in his tent, Hong Jun closed his eyes, and with a thought of his mind, he went to the mirror prison in his mind that imprisoned Cangli Zhenren.

Cangli Zhenren was still dressed in a red robe, sitting in the center of the room, and his reflections were lined up on the four walls, motionless, as if he did not notice Hong Jun's arrival.

Hong Jun didn't bother him, he watched quietly, Cangli Zhenren's sitting posture seemed to be a little doorway, but unfortunately he couldn't see it. After a while, he noticed that Cangli Zhenren's eyelids moved slightly, and asked, "Zhenren, how did you think about it?"

Naturally, he asked about the cultivation of the true exercises.

Cangli Zhenren opened his eyes and glanced at Hong Jun, closed his eyes again, and didn't even bother to say a word.

Hong Jun was silent for a long time, he had to come and ask several times every day in the past few days, at first Cangli Zhenren would explain, and then it was a sentence: The law is not passed on lightly, and now it is annoying and simply keeps silent.

"Well, it seems that the real person doesn't want to speak. Hong Jun said lightly: "Toast and don't eat and drink, since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

Cangli Zhenren, who was still calm and breezy, opened his eyes violently, and was about to speak, but disappeared in an instant.

Hong Jun stood expressionlessly, but his brain was running at full strength, conjuring up various scenes to attack Cangli Zhenren, exploding, poisoning, Ling Chi, electrocution, suffocation, and even throwing Cangli Zhenren into the nuclear reactor to torture. I don't know how long it took, the figure of Cangli Zhenren reappeared in the room, his face showed a look of pain, and when he saw Hong Jun in front of him, he was so frightened that he hurriedly took a few steps back.

"You demonic way!" Cangli Zhenren scolded angrily, looking like he had palpitations.

Hong Jun ignored him, and this time it was his turn to keep silent.

Cangli Zhenren said angrily: "What do you want?"

"Cultivating the true exercises. Hong Jun replied: "As long as the real person teaches me the true practice and helps me embark on the path of a monk, I will no longer torture the real person." ”

A look of hesitation flashed on Cangli Zhenren's face, his gaze changed, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think!"

"There is a backbone, and I admire it below. Hong Jun nodded, then his expression turned cold, and said: "But I just saw a fact, a person's soul can't exist out of the body for a long time, maybe a great cultivator who has cultivated to a high level can do it out of the body, but the real person obviously hasn't reached that step yet, every time you experience torture, your soul will be a little weaker, I don't know how many times you can hold on?"

Cangli Zhenren's face changed drastically, Hong Jun didn't give him a chance to defend himself, and left the room, leaving only a voice: "Please think twice, I hope I can have good news next time." ”

In the tent, Hong Jun opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath, his face turned pale.

It is not so easy to torture Cangli Zhenren, the manifestation illusion attack requires a lot of brain power, and it is also a big burden for Hong Jun, and the recovery is slow, at least once in three days and four days.

In addition, the soul of Cangli Zhenren is obviously countless times stronger than ordinary people, and it seems that there is some kind of mysterious spell to maintain the existence of the soul, but judging from the effect of the attack just now, this secret method is not very useful, as long as it is tortured every few days, the soul of Cangli Zhenren will gradually weaken until it dissipates.

When the spirit dissipates, then it is really dead.

Hong Jun believes that the longer a person lives, the more afraid he is of death, especially a monk like Cangli Zhenren, who has lived for hundreds of years, if his cultivation rises in the future, he can live even longer, how can he spare his life for the sake of a true cultivation exercise? When it comes to life and death, what kind of law is not passed on lightly, it is simply a joke!

Hong Jun never believed that Cangli Zhenren would rather die than give in, he didn't look like that kind of person.

After trekking in the Great Wilderness for more than a month, there were no dangers along the way, and the team finally returned to the Shaoyan Department. This trip took three months on the road, plus the time spent in Lieshan City, everyone was away from home for nearly five months, and they were very happy to return home, and when everyone told everyone about the harvest at the Celestial God Ceremony, the whole tribe immediately fell into a carnival.

Ten young warriors who have gained supernatural powers are praised like heroes, and wherever they go, they will receive a tidal wave of praise and envy.

The high priest of the tribe smiled even more, and immediately ascended the altar to offer a blessing to the gods.

Back at home, enjoying a sumptuous meal prepared by his mother Jiang Xi, Hong Jun sat in the courtyard contentedly, watching his younger brother Lieshan Feng surround the blue leek and tease it with a large piece of raw meat. In just five months, Lie Shanfeng has grown a little taller, and before he reaches the age of twelve, he is almost as tall as Hong Jun.

Hong Jun couldn't help but sigh: "Of the young warriors of the entire tribe, it is estimated that I am the shortest. ”

Hearing Hong Jun's words, Lie Shan Feng turned his head and said, "Brother, what's the use of being tall? There are so many warriors in the tribe, no one is your opponent except your father, and you also let other people gain magical powers, who dares to say that you are short to your face? If I can have the strength of yours, I am willing to be even shorter." ”

"You kid ......" Hong Jun smiled, and it could be seen that his younger brother had matured a lot in the past six months.

At this time, the blue leek took advantage of the fact that Lieshan Feng was not paying attention to his words, and snatched the raw meat and swallowed it in his stomach.

Lie Shan Feng didn't care, walked to Hong Jun's side and sat on the steps like him, and said depressedly: "Brother, why do you cultivate the Great Wilderness Burning Body Sutra so fast, you have only practiced the first weight for more than a year, I have been practicing for three years, and now I am still far from the first weight, it is estimated that I will not practice the first weight until I become an adult, although it is not very slow compared to everyone, but there are a few people who are much faster than me." We're all mother's sons, so the gap shouldn't be so big, how did you do that?"

Hong Jun looked stunned and didn't know how to answer.

In fact, the high priest was not wrong at the beginning, with Hong Jun's qualifications, it is almost impossible to practice the Great Wilderness Burning Body Sutra, in the Shaoyan Department, and even the entire Lieshan clan may not be able to find someone with worse qualifications than Hong Jun, if it weren't for the Qinglian Baojian, Hong Jun is still struggling now, maybe he is collecting herbs in the Great Wilderness to make Fire God Ointment.

And Lieshan Feng is different, his bloodline is more from his father, both in appearance and personality is very close to a pure Lieshan clansman, and his qualifications are also very good, which is very good among his peers, but he is covered by Hong Jun's dazzling light, so it will seem a little mediocre.

Now when he walks out of the house, everyone in the tribe knows Hong Jun, but not many people know Lieshan Feng, and even if they do, they won't pay much attention to it.

Looking at his younger brother who was worried, Hong Jun understood his thoughts very well, thought for a moment, as if making a decision, got up and said, "You go and call your father, and then wait for me in the hall." ”

Lie Shan Feng scratched his head, looking at the back of Hong Jun leaving, he couldn't understand what it meant, but he still did what Hong Jun said.

Soon, Hong Jun came out of his room and walked into the hall.

Lieshan Ember and his wife, as well as Lieshan Feng, were all there, and their eyes were immediately attracted by the big clay pot in Hong Jun's hand. This clay pot is two feet high, and it is generally used in the tribe to make wine, and this clay pot in Hong Jun's hand is full of things, and the weight is not light, but it is easily held by his hand, and it is not difficult at all.

"Brother, what is this?" Lieshan Feng asked curiously, "It won't be a bar, you want to invite us to drink?"

"Of course not. Hong Jun laughed, deliberately sold a pass, and said, "But it is much more precious than wine, and it is very beneficial to your cultivation." ”

As soon as these words came out, Lieshan Ash's eyes suddenly lit up. When he was in Lieshan City, Hong Jun said that he had a way to let himself practice the Great Wilderness Burning Body Sutra to the fifth level within twenty years, but he didn't believe it at the time, thinking that Hong Jun was joking, but Hong Jun said it was true, but he would not tell himself until he returned to Shaoyan. On the road for more than a month, Lieshan Ember also guessed in his heart a few times what means Hong Jun would have, but he had no clue, and he wanted to ask Hong Jun tomorrow, but Hong Jun was going to say it tonight.

Hong Jun put the clay pot on the table and made a muffled bang, Jiang Xi was surprised when he heard it: "It's so heavy, it seems to be stuffed with soil." Now I want to know, what the hell is it?"

"Dirt!" Ember thought of something about the weight of dirt, stood up suddenly, and exclaimed, "It can't be the fire god anointment, right?"

"How is this possible?" Jiang Xi and Lie Shan Feng both shook their heads again and again.

They also know the Vulcan Paste very well, and the small clay pot containing the Vulcan Paste is usually only a little fist big, and the portion is not much, which is already very precious. If this big clay pot was really filled with Vulcan Paste, how much would it have to be? Lieshan Ember thought about it carefully and felt that it was impossible, even if Hong Jun quietly looted the treasures of the five major tribes in Lieshan City, he would not be able to get so much Vulcan Paste.

Hong Jun was noncommittal, smiled mysteriously, and said, "You will know when you open the mud." ”

Burning Mountain Ember stepped forward to remove the sealing mud, and suddenly a fishy smell wafted out, his eyes instantly widened, and he exclaimed: "It's really the Fire God Ointment!"

"Wouldn't it?" Lie Shan Feng stepped forward, dipped his hand in a little red mud, and applied it to the back of his hand, and immediately a sharp pain came into his brain, making him gasp and shout: "It hurts me to death!"

Burning Mountain Ember also wiped a little and tried it, feeling the familiar pain, but he was not in pain at all, but showed a very happy smile: "These Fire God Anointments are all real! As long as I use half of them, my Great Desolation Burning Body Scripture will definitely be able to break through to the fourth level within three years." ”

"I'll be able to do my first weight before I reach adulthood. Lie Shan Feng looked satisfied.

The father and son happily hugged the big clay pot and laughed, so many portions of Vulcan paste were enough for them to use it for several years. Jiang Ji on the side was also very happy, although she couldn't use the Vulcan ointment, but her husband and son were happy, and her mood would naturally become very good.

After a long while, Burning Mountain Ember finally recovered from his excitement, and Zhengse asked, "Hong Jun, where did these Fire God Ointments come from?"

"I boiled it in the Great Wilderness, and I picked it up on the way two days ago. Hong Jun said the answer that he had already thought of. He had considered telling his family about Qinglian Baojian, and these Fire God Anointments were transformed by him using half of the energy of the black crystal, but he finally gave up this idea.

The Ember of the Burning Mountain was skeptical, "You can make the Vulcan ointment, where did you get the materials?"

"I learned the recipe from the High Priest, and I'm very good at finding herbs, and with the help of the Blue Lee, it is not difficult to hunt the wild beasts. Hong Jun replied with a smile.

"But that's too much......" Lieshan Ember still didn't believe it, could it be that Hong Jun really robbed the inventory of the five major tribes, but the five major tribes together don't have so many Vulcan ointment, right? But such a large jar of Vulcan ointment in front of him will never be fake, could it be that Hong Jun will create something out of nothing?

Hong Jun reluctantly explained: "Because I collect more herbs. ”

Lieshan Ember still wanted to get to the bottom of it, but when he saw his wife shaking his head slightly at him, he waved his hand and said in a low voice: "Forget it, I won't ask anymore." It's good for us anyway, as long as we don't spread the word. Xiaofeng, you should also pay attention, don't leak your mouth with others. ”

"Got it, father. Lie Shan Feng hurriedly replied.