By the way, Bai Zhimo finally adjusted his mind and broke free from the excitement of becoming a blood chef.

It can also be said that he has recognized reality, understood what he wants, and what path he will take in the future.

His mental journey was like a spiritual refining.

But before everything went on, he went to the kitchen to find something to eat and sent the Wudian Temple to protest.

Bai Zhimo returned to his yard and began practicing swordsmanship. He found that when he practiced swordsmanship, he could quickly relax himself and forget everything.

When the sword of spring breeze turns into rain starts, his mind quickly becomes empty. He has had such experiences many times before, and he is familiar with it.

However, this time it seemed a little different. As Bai Zhimo's mind gradually immersed in the sword technique, his body naturally developed a cold soul severity.

As the cold soul verges, a faint cold air was condensed outside Bai Zhimo's body, and with the sword force of the Spring Breeze and Rain Sword, the cold air outside his body also moved.

The cold air lingers around his sword. Every time the sword swings out, a large area of ​​cold air will be shrouded by.

The change of the Spring Breeze and Rain Sword did not attract Bai Zhimo's attention, or he was completely immersed in the artistic conception of swordsmanship at this time and had no time to pay attention to the changes outside his body.

The Spring Breeze and Rain Sword had a total of twenty-six moves, and it was soon practiced by Bai Zhimo in one move.

After Bai Zhimo finished practicing, he stood there motionless, immersed himself in the wonderful artistic conception just now.

He didn't expect that the Cold Soul Art seemed to be more suitable for the Spring Breeze and Rain Sword!

Of course, it is more suitable, because the Spring Breeze and Rain Sword was simplified by Ye Weikun from the weird sword style. In the simplification process, Ye Weikun matched the Cold Soul Art that he practiced himself.

Bai Zhimo now matched the two, but accidentally combined them perfectly.

It took half an hour for Bai Zhimo to finally open his eyes slowly. His eyes were filled with unconcealed joy. He seemed to have discovered a secret accidentally!

When using the Spring Breeze and Rain Sword in the future, you can use the Cold Soul Art at the same time, which seems to have unexpected effects!

Just think about it, the previous attacks were basically based on the advantages of the long sword, but if the Cold Soul Art is added, there will be an additional layer of frost damage.

So, Bai Zhimo tried it again excitedly, and the effect was more significant than before. He could feel that this seemed to be a direction of cultivation that could be explored in depth.

Through the combination with the Cold Soul Art, his Sword of Spring Breeze and Rain should be able to go further.

Throughout the afternoon, Bai Zhimo was practicing the Spring Breeze and Rain Sword without any effort. Until the sky completely darkened, he finally came out of his own world, and then suddenly woke up-

I have important things to do tonight, so I must not delay it.

Although Bai Zhimo has already seen the matter of igniting blood fire, it is naturally better if he can ignite blood fire smoothly.

At the hour of Hai, it seems to be a little early now!

Bai Zhimo took a shower in his room first. After all, night is the key moment. Although he didn't want to take a shower, change clothes, burn incense and pray, a simple washing is still necessary.

What's more, he had just finished practicing swords and had a faint smell of sweat on his body.

After finishing the washing, it was only 6 o'clock, and there was still an hour left! So Bai Zhimo swung to the kitchen and was about to meet Fatty Wang's meal, so he had a good meal.

After leaving the kitchen, about two quarters of a minute before the hour of Hai, Bai Zhimo set out directly to Old Man Huo's courtyard. This kind of thing should be done early or late, so don't let the teacher wait for him anymore.

When Bai Zhimo arrived at Old Man Huo's courtyard, it was still more than a quarter of an hour before the hour of Hai, but when he pushed the door open, he found that Old Man Huo was standing in the courtyard waiting for him.

As soon as Bai Zhimo entered the door, he found that the teacher was staring at him without blinking.

This made Bai Zhimo nervous. Is he too late?

No, I have a very accurate grasp of time, so I can only be sooner or later!

After being watched by Old Man Huo for more than ten days, Bai Zhimo finally asked weakly and anxiously.

"Old, teacher, is there something wrong with me?"

Old Man Huo did not respond to him immediately. He was still looking at Bai Zhimo indifferently. After three breaths, he said slowly,

"It's nothing, it's just that the last candlelight will be used up, I feel a little sigh!"

When Old Man Huo mentioned this, Bai Zhimo felt a little melancholy. As the teacher said, this was the only remaining fire seed he had left, which was left to him by his teacher, but now it is to be used on himself.

Thinking about the massive amount of medicinal materials used by Old Man Huo some time ago, Bai Zhimo felt even warmer in his heart.

However, this warm feeling was then replaced by a sour feeling. He could understand the teacher's thoughts. He must be insecure and lack confidence in the future.

Bai Zhimo could understand the teacher's doubts very well. After all, he would fall to this point because of the betrayal of the person he trusted the most.

But now he wants to put his trust into another person again, and he will inevitably feel a little worried about gains and losses.

Bai Zhimo felt Old Man Huo’s thoughts and immediately raised his chest high. He patted his chest and said to Old Man Huo with a loud voice.

"Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely not let this spark down. I know that nothing I say now is useless. Let's leave everything to time to judge!"

When Bai Zhimo said that, Old Man Huo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He didn't expect that Bai Zhimo could guess his thoughts so quickly and immediately made a guarantee.

Old Man Huo's eyes narrowed slightly, and a pair of sharp eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate the hearts fell on Bai Zhimo's face.

Bai Zhimo met the teacher's gaze calmly. In fact, he was extremely awe-inspiring and even afraid of Old Man Huo, but he knew that he could never be cowardly at this time.

The teacher has made so much for him. Isn’t what he wants? If he doesn’t even have the courage to face him calmly, how can he talk about fulfilling the teacher’s instructions and expectations?

Bai Zhimo just hopes that the teacher can know that he misread Huo Xiu before, but he definitely did not misread the person this time.

"Of course I believe in you!"

After more than ten days, Old Man Huo finally said slowly.

"Since I chose you, it means I have recognized you, and I will naturally believe you."

Old Man Huo's words seem to agree with Bai Zhimo's statement.

But Bai Zhimo felt that something was missing. He always felt that there was something between him and the teacher, which made it impossible for them to be honest with each other.

However, Bai Zhimo also knew that such things could not be solved by saying things, and ultimately they still need to prove them in practice.

Therefore, Bai Zhimo did not shout slogans anymore and expressed his determination. Let time prove everything.

"Okay, I'm ready for everything, come with me!"

After Old Man Huo finished speaking, he turned around and entered the room, and Bai Zhimo followed closely behind him.

As soon as he entered the room, Bai Zhimo saw a large bathtub in the middle of the room. Through the faint candlelight, he could also see the mist floating above the bathtub.

Is this a bath?

"Because there is a fire, all we need to consider is to control the fire. For this reason, I also went to Bai Jiandong to get a bottle of ten thousand-year-old cold marrow."

"I have integrated the ten thousand-year-old cold marrow into this bath water. In a while, you will enter the bathtub, and at the same time, you will use the Cold Soul Art to try to control the fire in your body. Just leave the rest to me!"

Thousand years of cold marrow?

Bai Zhimo seemed to have heard that the ten thousand-year-old cold marrow seemed to be the essence of ten thousand-year-old cold ice, which is of infinite benefit to those who practice cold-attributed martial arts.

Old Man Huo used such a treasure without frowning and used it on Bai Zhimo. He really invested a lot of money when he talked to Bai Zhimo.

Of course, the purpose of Old Man Huo said this was not to make Bai Zhimo grateful to him. He even took out the precious candlelight spark, and he still cared about this ten thousand-year-old cold marrow.

He said this just to prepare Bai Zhimo and ignite the blood and fire more smoothly.

Bai Zhimo is naturally very clear about this.

He was grateful to Old Man Huo, but with his current situation, he could only keep these gratitudes in his heart. When he has enough strength in the future, he will give back to the teacher's kindness to him.

Isn’t it the leader of the Blood Chef Alliance? I will definitely take it down in the future and take back the glory of the teacher.

"Okay, the time is over. Now take off your clothes and enter the bathtub!" Old Man Huo said to the aspiring Bai Zhimo without any emotion.

Well!

Bai Zhimo's high-spirited expression suddenly collapsed, and then he began to take off his clothes helplessly, of course he did not avoid Old Man Huo.

He had taken off all his body in front of Old Man Huo several times before. Sometimes he took a medicinal bath, and sometimes he had to apply ointment all over his body.

At the beginning, he was a little embarrassed, but later he got used to it. Now he is standing in front of Old Man Huo and taking off all his clothes without any embarrassment.

Bai Zhimo's foot reached into the bathtub, but immediately shrank back like an electric shock, because the bath water was too cold. Just touched it gently, he felt the stinging pain that penetrated his bone marrow.

However, Bai Zhimo immediately noticed that Old Man Huo frowned beside him, so he gritted his teeth, sucked in the air conditioner, and put one of his legs into the bathtub.

The tingling sensation like a steel needle rushed straight into his brain from his legs. He couldn't help but suck the air in a wild way, as if he was about to suck the surroundings into a vacuum.

When the bone-breathing pain reached an extreme, Bai Zhimo gradually lost the sense of this leg, as if his leg no longer belonged to him.

Bai Zhimo supported the edge of the bathtub with both hands, and his other leg slowly stretched in. The biting pain came again, and then the leg quickly lost its perception.

Then, Bai Zhimo slowly immersed his half-pulled butt in the ice water. He felt as if he had jumped into the ice hole in winter, and a sharp and sharp cold air needle pierced into his body.

Bai Zhimo's entire lower body soon gradually lost consciousness in the extreme pain, and the feeling quickly spread to his upper body, and soon expanded from his chest to his arms.

Okay, with his current state, even if he wants to climb out of the bathtub, he may not be able to do so.

"Don't waste these precious cold air. Take the time to operate the Cold Soul Art. If you absorb the cold soul art, it will make your Cold Soul Art great progress!"

Just as Bai Zhimo was fighting against the cold war with all his heart, Old Man Huo's voice suddenly rang in his ears, which made him suddenly awaken—

Yes, I also have the Cold Soul Art. I just play with the cold air, so why do I still use my body to resist these cold air?
Chapter completed!