The training camp at Si Shi naturally made Sima Yan understand what life is worse than death. For someone who rarely exercises, after the training in the morning, he was completely numb and exhausted, and he had no strength to speak. At this time, he just wanted to lie down quietly.

"Ahem, young master, that...the afternoon training camp began at no time, don't forget it then!" Looking at Sima Yan lying on the bed with his eyes blank, Lao Hu's eyes flashed with unbearable feelings, but he still suppressed the feelings in his heart and slowly reminded him.

Sima Yan raised his hand with difficulty, waved it and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely arrive on time!" After that, his arm slammed hard on the stiff bed board with a "bang", and began to sleep soundly regardless.

Fortunately, perhaps because of the always tense nerves, Sima Yan suddenly woke up as soon as he arrived. Even though his whole body felt sore at this moment, he immediately struggled to get up, tidy up his clothes, took a deep breath, and headed towards the school martial arts field.

"Hehe... this little baby is pretty good!" What Sima Yan didn't know was that just as he had just walked out of the barracks, an old man not far away nodded with satisfaction and said to Lao Hu on the side.

Old Hu said with a proud look: "That's right, you don't look at who this is... Hehe, this is called a tiger father without a dog son! But I said Xu Crazy, you are not trying to attack the young master, I tell you, he will definitely not let you fall into the camp, it will never be possible in this life! Really, I don't look at what kind of killing talents you fall into the camp, there is no eye on the sword. If you hurt the young master, I can't afford to pay!"

"Ahem... stingy, you are still as stingy as ever! I haven't asked you for someone yet! Really, let's talk about it, although I am a rough man, I still have the strength to protect the young master. Why, if you are not convinced, practice now?" As he said that, Xu Meng shook his hand and an iron halberd appeared in his hand, and immediately shouted and greeted Lao Hu.

When Lao Hu looked at him, he gave him a blank look, sniffed him, ignored him, turned around and strode towards the school martial arts field. After all, he really wanted to fight, and with Xu's methods, he really couldn't beat him.

"Hey... what are you going, Lao Hu... It's really rude!" Xu Meng smiled when he saw this, put away his iron halberd and chased him.

The scorching sun in the afternoon was scorching the earth. At this time, there were already a full of motionless soldiers on the huge school martial arts field. Sima Yan also found his position and tried hard to keep standing straight. At this time, in addition to Xu Meng, Lao Hu and He Jin, there was also a tall and strong figure on the platform. However, from the empty eyes and numb expressions, Sima Yan naturally guessed that this person should be one of the four guards in the back mountain.

"There are all, the training camp begins!" This time, beyond Sima Yan's expectations, Xu Meng stepped forward and shouted sternly.

However, these are not important to Sima Yan. As the team moved, he only knew that hellish training was about to begin again.

Time passed quietly with Sima Yan gritting his teeth and insisting. When it got dark and Xu Meng's voice that the training ended sounded again, Sima Yan could no longer wait to return to the barracks, and immediately rolled his eyes and fell backwards!

However, this time, before he could fall to the ground, a big hand immediately reached out from behind and held him in one hand.

"Hehe, Master, wake up. Now is not the time to sleep. Let's take a bath! Your body should be so bubbled!" As he said that, Sima Yan felt his collar tightening, his feet empty, and then he was carried away by someone, and this person was naturally Lao Hu.

"Nee... Ao..." Sima Yan was confused and didn't know where Lao Hu was carried, but when he was thrown into the water by Lao Hu, he suddenly woke up. A burst of scorching pain suddenly spread throughout his body. Even though he was exhausted at this time, he couldn't help but howl!

The pain is not about burying into the bone marrow, but about being bitten by tens of thousands of ants!

When he opened his eyes and looked at the big wooden barrel in front of him, he couldn't help but take a breath. It was not water, it was clearly a red, viscous and unknown liquid like magma, and even a layer of faint blue flame floating on it.

"What... fire? Ah... Old Hu saves me!" Sima Yan was slightly stunned and couldn't help but shout instinctively, his voice full of despair, and even a little hoarse.

However, before Lao Hu could speak, a disdainful voice came: "What a howling... I'll tell you, most people are not waiting for treatment yet! Hold on, howling again will block your mouth!"

Sima Yan suddenly turned his head and saw that He Jin, who had seen him, was also soaking in the big wooden barrel aside. At this time, there were ten wooden barrels like this, and there were a big man squatting in each of the big wooden barrels, showing his head. It was the senior generals from the back mountain that he had seen these days, and they all looked contemptuously.

"But...fire...fire..." Although Sima Yan was shocked by He Jin's words, facing the flames floating in front of him, a trace of fear from the heart could not help but rise.

He Jin glared at the eyes and shouted: "What kind of fire is fire? Are you burning? If it is really fire, can you still talk? Stay calmly, and then break your legs and throw them in!"

"Ah...oh!" After hearing He Jin's words, Sima Yan realized that the flames floating in front of him seemed to be not high. Even if they were burned, they just felt slightly hot and would not be injured at all. Moreover, when He Jin stared at him, he breathed even more rapidly. Although his whole body was still in severe pain, he could only endure it and remained motionless.

Seeing that Sima Yan stopped moving, He Jin and Lao Hu looked at each other, with a faint smile in their eyes, and then continued to say with a stern face: "I tell you, if you were not the young head of the family, you would not be able to enjoy these things. This is not an ordinary bath, nor is it an ordinary thing, but an immortal formula. Frequent soaking can wash the marrow and bones! Hehe, you kid are content!"

"Wild washing and bone cutting? Immortal formula?" Sima Yan was stunned. The figures of the four guards in the back mountain appeared immediately in front of him. He gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, looked at the flames in front of him, and a hint of fanaticism appeared in his eyes: "Then if I soaked, can I... be an immortal?"

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(To be continued)
Chapter completed!