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Xiao Lin took off his coat.

He took off his shirt again after Qi Wu Yue remarked, "How can you judge the situation with your shirt on?"

Then he stepped into the wooden barrel.

The emerald green liquid covered his body surface and remained at a position about a palm below his shoulders. Xiao Lin's every breath was filled with the strong aroma of medicine, which was bitter.

The old man in green robe said that after the medicinal power is completely absorbed, the color of the medicine will fade and turn into colorless waste water.

He used the marrow-cleansing grass in combination with many other medicinal plants and went through great pains to extract this jar of extremely precious body-refining liquid.

Xiao Lin circulated his spiritual power, trying to absorb the medicinal power of the medicine into his body.

In an instant, the power of the medicine surged, hot like magma, burning the skin.

pain.

Burning pain in the skin.

Xiao Lin frowned. It was still within the tolerable range. He endured the pain and slowly absorbed the effects of the medicine.

Qi Wu Yue rolled over on the bed, hugged the quilt and curled himself up, propped up his head and asked Xiao Lin: "Do you usually sleep?"

Xiao Lin shook his head.

He usually replaced sleep with practicing inheritance.

Qi Wu Yue nodded.

Qi Wu Yue had already snuggled into the quilt.

On his bed.

Xiao Lin's eyelashes trembled, and he felt that the medicine liquid was even hotter, like adding fuel to the fire, scorching and unbearable.

Qi Wu Yue half closed his eyelids: "I'm a little sleepy, I'll take a nap first, call me if you need anything."

He yawned and slowly fell asleep.

Maybe sleeping habits are contagious. The little butterfly nestled on his shoulder, its eyelids stuck together, its little head moved up and down, and finally it buried its head in Qi Wu Yue's hair and fell asleep.

Xiao Lin looked at the two who had agreed to protect him: "..."

The pain of absorbing the medicine was gradually increasing. He circulated his spiritual power, trying to speed up the absorption of the medicine.

The medicinal power flowed across the body, like a sharp blade scraping bones, causing bloody pain.

The black hair on his forehead was soon wet with sweat. Xiao Lin frowned and endured the pain, all the muscles in his body tensed up.

The pain brought by this medicinal liquid during the process of tempering the body is not constant. It seems to break and melt the skin barrier bit by bit, and then wantonly crush the flesh and blood underneath.

Cold sweat kept dripping from Xiao Lin's head.

The body surface is as hot as charcoal fire. After being continuously eroded by the medicine, the medicinal power flows into the body and brings unexpected effects.

It seemed that the changes brought about by the marrow cleansing grass were not only the tempering of the body. His blood was boiling and roaring, and the blood force in his body was also stimulated in some way.

The purity of the Phoenix True Fire is constantly increasing as the medicinal power is absorbed.

His skin was stretched to crack and burst by the overbearing force, and the cracks spread all over his body. Blood gushed out, and his clothes were soaked and bleeding.

A tank of medicine liquid was dyed red like blood.

The flesh on his body seemed to be peeling off, and new flesh and blood was constantly regenerating.

The old blood and qi are transformed into energy and absorbed into the body.

The new flesh and blood, however, was corroded and melted by the overbearing medicinal liquid, turning into a new round of blood and energy.

And because of the powerful effect of the medicine, his flesh and blood regenerated very quickly, and he could almost feel the pain of the growing flesh and blood.

Even so, the extreme pain continued to rise, tearing him into a blur of flesh and blood.

He endured the pain to the extreme, even his nerves were in severe pain, his eyes went dark and he was about to faint.

Xiao Lin had a hunch that if he stopped absorbing the medicinal liquid, the effect of tempering the body would not change, but it would be difficult to stimulate the power of blood again.

His mouth was full of the smell of blood, and he chewed up a few pills used to refresh his mind and swallowed them.

He didn't dare to stop circulating his spiritual power to absorb the medicine.

His eyes were bloodshot, as if the pain had stimulated the power of his blood, and endless anger surged out.

The blending of blood and fire produced an astonishing red color.

Qi Wu Yue heard the sound of teeth grinding and the painful crackling of bones dislocating, and the tip of his nose was filled with the lingering smell of blood.

He frowned slightly and opened his eyes.

My goodness, the bloody man is soaking in a bucket of blood.

Xiao Lin's body was covered with cracked and winding wounds, and bleeding continuously.

Qi Wu Yue panicked, threw off the quilt, and walked barefoot on the floor without putting on his outer robe.

With a snap, the little butterfly that was sleeping soundly on his hair was pulled to the ground and fell face down on the ground.

He woke up from the fall, rubbed his face with his little hands, and his eyes were sleepy.

The little butterfly supported itself on the floor and looked around: Where is this?

Qi Wu Yue opened the bathtub and looked inside. His breathing subconsciously stopped. His long, slightly messy hair was draped over his inner clothes, almost hanging to the ground.

His silver eyes were filled with anxiety. He pointed at the bucket of blood and asked, "Is this the normal effect of body tempering?"

Even though he knew that the process of physical training was extremely painful, the scene before him was far beyond his expectations and was too horrifying.

Xiao Lin's whole body was tense like a guitar string that was about to break. His finger bones were pinched on the edge of the wooden barrel, leaving several bloody fingerprints.

"Although the effect is a bit exaggerated, I think it is indeed the normal effect of body tempering." Xiao Lin tried hard to smile at Qi Wu Yue, and said softly while enduring the pain all over his body.

His face turned pale due to the extreme pain, but he was still as handsome as ever. Instead, he had a more fragile beauty that was on the verge of breaking.

In short, Qi Wu Yue's heart ached when he saw this.

I just wanted to drag the old man in green robe over and beat him up.

What a bullshit body-building recipe!

Seeing that he looked very bad, Xiao Lin sighed slightly, stretched out his hand to touch his hair, but saw that his finger joints were cracked and stained with blood because he had used too much force to suppress the pain.

His slender fingers paused slightly, and he used the back of his clean hand to rub Qi Wu Yue's face affectionately, and whispered to comfort him: "It's okay, did I scare you?"

The new pain was even more violent and swept over him. Xiao Lin pursed his lips and groaned. His face turned pale and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He subconsciously clenched his fingers in his palms.

The finger bones were clenched so hard that they made a crackling sound.

The new flesh and blood fell off under the fierce erosion of the medicine, and the blood flowed into the blood in the bucket. The flesh and blood that fell in also melted into blood energy to nourish the next round of flesh and blood rebirth.

Listening to the sound of his teeth clenching and the painful crackling of his bones dislocating, Qi Wu Yue was extremely anxious.

Qi Wu Yue wanted to hug him, but he didn't know where to start given his horrific wounds.

He was at a loss, and he was furious.

"Screw the body tempering! What's the difference between this and scraping blood and flesh while you're still alive!"

Xiao Lin hooked his little finger that was pressed on the edge of the barrel, enjoying the pain while trying his best to comfort him calmly, saying nonchalantly: "Well, the difference is that it is cut and regenerated, and it is cut repeatedly?"

Qi Wu Yue couldn't laugh.

He was heartbroken.

Qi Wu Yue frowned, his silver eyes filled with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Did the old man in green robe deliberately trick you? Or is he stupid and got the prescription wrong?"

He thought coldly, take the man out and don't torture him.

But it is unlikely. The process of practicing and becoming stronger is never easy and pleasant. It is always a struggle and growth through blood and tears.

Although, this is really not the green-robed old man’s fault.

Xiao Lin felt that he still needed to explain: "I have seen the master's body-refining prescription, and there is no difference with the medicinal plants used in preparing the liquid."

"His prescription was originally intended to maximize the medicinal power of the marrow cleansing grass, so the effect is good. The tempering process is naturally a hundred times more brutal than the normal process of taking the marrow cleansing grass."

It was indeed a normal effect, but it was too effective for him, and it also stimulated a wave of bloodline power.

So the pain became excessively worse.

(I didn’t get to hug you, I’ll hug you in the next chapter (′つヮ??) Hehe)