The travel of time seems not to be controlled by anything. Some people will lament the passage of time and the wasted years, while others will feel that one day in the future they will have everything.
Although countless different thoughts are intertwined, the passage of time cannot be controlled by one person or a group of people.
Fifteen days later.
In the small woods in the secret mountain, there are still two figures, one big and one small.
Liu Tao's little face seems to have become more determined. This young man is undergoing a slow transformation. As a result of this growth, are those who witness it surprised or indifferent?
…
After a while.
"Today is the last day. Success or failure will depend on it. Are you ready?" Hao Bai's familiar voice came calmly.
On the bluestone, Liu Tao changed his movements at this moment. His body was as upright as a wooden stake before. After hearing the slightly serious voice, he slowly sat cross-legged, his hands calmly placed on his knees, his back straight, silently
Closed his eyes.
"Come on!" The moment he closed his eyes, a firm voice came out.
Hearing the latter's answer, Hao Bai stopped caring. He looked at the motionless figure sitting cross-legged on the bluestone and quietly nodded his generous chin.
He slowly raised his palms, and the faint fighting spirit power once again covered his fingertips. In an instant, the fighting spirit power became violent, and the harsh sound of "crackling" also made Liu Tao, who was not far away, frown with lingering fear.
wrinkle.
"Today, I will triple the fighting spirit power. If you can withstand a hundred lashes at this intensity, then your mental power will reach the standard for practicing the Apparition Technique. Are you really ready?"
Hao Bai stared at the raging battle spirit power in his hand and asked with some unbearability.
"I have to learn it myself. You don't have to be merciful, just do it." Liu Tao responded without hesitation.
"Okay, get ready, here we come."
The violent fighting spirit power instantly spurted out from Hao Bai's hands, as condensed as a whip, and swung hard towards Liu Tao's bare upper body back.
"Snapped!"
The sound of the first whip coming into contact with the penis was heard suddenly. At the same moment, Liu Tao's originally calm expression suddenly became distorted. He endured the pain of tearing his body, gritting his teeth and holding on to his trousers.
, squeezed out two words from the gap between his teeth: "Continue!"
Looking at Liu Tao who was already sweating under the first lash, Haobai shook his head helplessly and waved his hand. The second lash came in an instant.
"Snapped!"
"continue……"
"Snapped!"
"continue……"
"Snapped!"
…………
Time passes slowly.
In the grove, the sound of whipping and pain were constantly intertwined, and the surrounding birds and beasts had already been frightened by the sound and fled away.
"Snapped!"
Another sound of whipping came, and Liu Tao, who had been whipped for an unknown number of times, suddenly convulsed all over his body under this whip, and his body that was sitting cross-legged crawled down.
Watching this scene, Hao Bai stopped hastily and looked worriedly at Liu Tao, who was lying on the ground with his limbs in pain and unable to unfold.
Even the consciousness that was eroded by this pain was somewhat blurred. On the one hand, the latter's mental intensity, under the increasingly terrifying pain, also continued to flow into the body from the Zaomen point on the soles of the feet at an alarming speed.
The eight extraordinary meridians quietly grew stronger in this process, and finally poured into Liu Tao's mind.
Liu Tao, who felt this stream of spiritual power constantly enriching his brain, felt a little happy in his weak consciousness. However, despite this, it seemed that he had not yet reached that limit. Then a weak voice slowly sounded, "How many whips?"
Already..."
"Eighty-two lashes." Hao Bai stared at Liu Tao, who was lying prone like a bastard, and replied with a slight hesitation.
"Fortunately, there are only eighteen lashes left." Liu Tao's voice was a little impressive.
Hao Bai had no intention of stopping him from continuing, because he knew that the more hardship he endured, the farther he would go in the future.
"Well, there are only eighteen lashes left."
"Then continue."
After a long while, Liu Tao finally regained some strength. He struggled to stretch out his hands and pressed them against the ground. As he stretched out his hands, he let out a breath of cold air from the pain.
After a long time, his hands gradually exerted their strength, and with a little effort, the originally lying body was forcibly propped up.
Then after Liu Tao cried out in pain again, his body finally returned to the original cross-legged state.
After struggling to sit down, he looked at the scars crisscrossing his body. His eyes did not waver. He calmed down and raised his head to look at Hao Bai. The meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
After half a month, the old injuries had not healed, and new ones were added, leaving Liu Tao with spider-like scars on his upper body, which shows how difficult his life has been in the past half month.
Understanding the meaning in Liu Tao's eyes, Haobai did not pause at all. The long-term pain was not as good as the short-term pain. The fighting spirit power rose up in an instant, mixed with a harsh sound, and swung towards the scarred body again.
In the blink of an eye, he came into close contact with Liu Tao's body again. The heart-wrenching feeling spread through Liu Tao's nerves.
At this moment, Liu Tao was at the end of his life, and he was only holding on to his skin with a willpower that was different from ordinary people.
…
The mental power inside Liu Tao's body was like a fish entering the sea, soaring through the sky and earth, swimming in Liu Tao's body extremely actively.
The endless strands of mental power are generated from the Zaomen point on the soles of the feet, then circle around the body and merge into the brain. The mental power in the brain grows rapidly in this repeated process.
I don't know how long it took, but Su's originally quiet mind became restless. Those strands of mental power suddenly automatically combined together and formed a light spot. Then the light spot became larger and larger.
After it became the size of a thumb, it suddenly became quiet again and floated in the center of the brain.
At the same moment, Hao Bai's hand waving the battle spirit whip also stopped.
However, Liu Tao was not aware of this scene.
Feeling the changes in his brain, Liu Tao seemed to have forgotten the pain in his chest. He knew that he had almost succeeded, and he was regulating his body with joy.
The milky white light spot floated in the center of the brain, motionless. Although it was calm, it emitted waves of heart-stopping fluctuations.
Three hours passed in the blink of an eye, and Liu Tao's body, like a rock, slowly began to tremble.
Then, he slowly opened his eyes, and in an instant, two white lights flashed past, and the originally dark pupils were now as dazzling as white gems.
After a long time, the white light gradually dissipated.
After calming down, Liu Tao stood up with difficulty, looked at the afterglow that was about to set, and murmured with some emotion, "If youth is not short, why wouldn't I enjoy the long days ahead, just because I don't have time?"