At midnight, the moon hangs low, and the starry sky is bright. Against the snow on the ground, the stars twinkle, which is really beautiful.
In the northwest corner of the resort, there are three people standing in a small hot spring, whispering something.
"I have soaked all the medicine, and I am just waiting to boil it," Nangong Ji looked at Xiao Feng and said seriously: "Although it is not as exaggerated as cutting off hair and washing marrow, it can still gradually restore your body to its peak state. ,"
Xiao Feng looked at the big wooden barrel next to him and nodded: "Didn't I soak it last time? It's the same thing."
"It's different this time. The effect is greater this time, but the pain is more." Nangong Jishi shook his head: "When you finish taking this bath, then enter the hot spring until noon tomorrow."
"that's all,"
"It's not that simple," Mr. Jing shook his head: "During the whole process, you have to execute the mental method I entrusted to you. When the time comes, the meridians throughout your body will produce tearing pain, but no matter what, you must persist. ,cannot relax,"
"I see,"
"That kind of pain won't be much weaker than the top ten tortures. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it when the time comes," Nangong Jishi said calmly.
"If you want to be prominent in front of others, you have to suffer behind your back. Haha, in order to be able to show off and step on others in the future, I have suffered so much," Xiao Feng said through gritted teeth.
"Haha, you have a good attitude," Nangong Ji smiled.
Mr. Jing nodded: "If you relax once, all your previous efforts will be in vain."
"All previous efforts were wasted,"
"That's right, everything you did tonight actually took a lot of risks. If you fail, you may stay at this step in your life. You will have no chance to make further improvements in the future, let alone step into the real ancient world. Martial realm," Mr. Jing said in a serious tone.
Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes: "Old guy, if I fail, then I won't be worse than now, right?"
"That won't happen,"
"That's no problem, success or failure, haha, I have nothing to lose. As for what you said about being able to enter the ancient martial arts realm, that is too far away from me, and I think my current combat effectiveness is enough. It would be best if I could make further progress. , even if I fail, I will not remain silent," Xiao Feng said with a smile.
Mr. Jing nodded: "Well, it's best if you have this idea. Then I don't need to worry. Don't put too much pressure on yourself, otherwise you will be more likely to fail."
"Well, I see,"
"When the time comes, I will help you."
"How can I help? You won't just pass on my centuries-old skills like in martial arts novels," Xiao Feng grinned.
"Nonsense, I don't even have a hundred-year-old skill. How can I pass it on to you? Moreover, ancient martial arts are not as mysterious as those written in martial arts novels. When the time comes, you can use your mental skills and I will guide you."
Xiao Feng grinned: "Hey, don't I think that if you can give me a hundred years of skill, I can knock Xiao Guan down with just one move?"
"Don't think that ancient martial arts is so simple. If it were really that easy, then everyone could become a master," Mr. Jing said coldly.
"Okay, I understand," Xiao Feng shrugged: "Grandpa Nangong, when can we start?"
Nangong Ji smiled and said, "Okay, Old Man Jing, stop showing off your dignity as a grandpa in front of me. You can cut Ah Feng's pulse while I make the final preparations."
"Okay," Mr. Jing nodded and patted Xiao Feng's shoulder: "I have told you the consequences. Tell me finally, do you want to try it?"
"Haha, give it a try, otherwise I will regret it," Xiao Feng smiled, as if he didn't care about the consequences.
"Very good, he is worthy of being my grandson, Jing Moxian," Mr. Jing nodded with satisfaction, "Take off your clothes and I will cut your pulse."
"Take it all off,"
"Of course,"
"Ah, I'm a little embarrassed,"
"Shit, it's not like I'm embarrassed in front of a big girl and a little wife," Mr. Jing glared.
Xiao Feng smiled evilly: "If it were really in front of a big girl and a young wife, I probably wouldn't be embarrassed."
"Be serious, who did you learn to dance like this?"
"Ahem, I heard that old guy, you were quite romantic when you were young,"
"People don't waste their youth in romance, I can testify to this," Nangong Ji said next to him.
"Hahaha……"
"Stop talking nonsense and take off your clothes quickly,"
"Oh," Xiao Feng nodded quickly, stripped himself naked, and then covered a certain part: "Well, don't look here, I'm afraid I'll hit you..."
‘Pah’, Mr. Jing hit Xiao Feng on the head: “You’re not in good shape, sit down cross-legged,”
Xiao Feng didn't dare to say anything more. He sat cross-legged on the stone, gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, relaxed his whole body, the spiritual platform was completely empty, and his soul seemed to be floating.
Jing Lao nodded to Nangong Ji: "Let's get started."
"Okay," Nangong Ji agreed. He took out four pieces of white jade from the small box and threw them into the barrel. Then he took out several packets of medicinal powder, poured them all into the barrel, and started to heat them.
Mr. Jing sat cross-legged behind Xiao Feng, and began to slap him with irregular hands. Each blow was mixed with dark energy, which made Xiao Feng's blood surge up, and he almost couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
'Bang', Jing Lao pointed his finger at the back of Xiao Feng's heart, and dark energy burst out through his fingertips. The latter couldn't bear it anymore, and a mouthful of dark blood spurted out. The chest that was originally suppressed to the point of explosion suddenly became Much more relaxed and comfortable.
"Okay, let's get in the barrel," Jing Lao stood up and said as a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead after using An Jin several times in a row.
Xiao Feng opened his eyes and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He felt lighter all over: "Old guy, why is it black blood?"
"Don't ask any more questions, get in the barrel," Mr. Jing shouted coldly.
Xiao Feng didn't dare to be lazy, jumped into the barrel, and then sat down cross-legged again, waiting for Mr. Jing's next instruction. He knew that from the moment he entered the barrel, he could no longer slack off, and he had to go all out to avoid failure. Just become a benevolent person.
"Use the mental method I taught you, guide the dark energy along the veins, and finally focus on the Ren and Du meridians,"
"Damn, you really opened up the Ren and Du channels," Xiao Feng smacked his tongue, but did not hesitate and started doing what Mr. Jing said.
"Qi sinks in the Dantian, preserves the unity, and condenses the heavenly spirit..." Mr. Jing's tone was very slow. Every time he mentioned an acupuncture point, Xiao Feng would move according to the acupuncture point he mentioned, and gradually began to immerse himself in it...
"Increase the firepower," Jing Lao said to Nangong Jisheng when he saw that Xiao Feng had entered samadhi.
Nangong Ji nodded and began to increase the firepower. The potion in the barrel gradually became hotter, and a thin layer of white air filled the air.
"Add four more pieces of jade," Mr. Jing thought for a while and said to Nangong Jishi, "The effect should be greater."
"Okay," Nangong Jishi took out four more pieces of jade and threw them into the barrel: "How long do you think he can last?"
Mr. Jing shook his head: "I don't know. The longer you endure, the greater your achievements will be. I'm afraid if you can't survive even half an hour, then you really have failed."
"I believe this kid has that toughness," Nangong Ji smiled and took out a few more packets of medicinal powder and threw them in.
"Haha, let's wait and see," Mr. Jing sat next to him, poured himself a cup of hot tea, and sipped it leisurely while keeping his eyes on the barrel, paying attention to Xiao Feng's situation inside.
The water temperature was getting higher and higher, and the heat began to spread. Xiao Feng, who was in meditation, frowned, as if in pain, and his skin gradually turned red.
"The effect of the medicine has begun to take effect," Nangong Ji stood up and lay down by the barrel to look at it.
"Well, we've just started," Mr. Jing nodded. His face was calm, but his heart was equally nervous, staring at the barrel.
As the water temperature increased, the pain on Xiao Feng's face became more and more obvious, and his skin turned a terrifying red color. All the sweat pores were opened, and each sweat pore seemed to be condensed with a dark red drop of blood.
Mr. Jing finally stood up. He came to the barrel and asked softly: "Has it been half an hour?"
"No, it's only twenty minutes," Nangong Ji looked at the time, shook his head and said.
"Ah Feng, keep holding on, it's only twenty minutes," Mr. Jing said calmly.
In the wooden barrel, Xiao Feng closed his eyes. The feeling of his skin being boiled by hot water made him want to scream. Fortunately, his pores seemed to be absorbing something, and there was a slight cooling feeling that made him skin will not be burned.
The most painful thing was the pain in the meridians in his body. It was as if he could hear his own meridians being shaken open and torn apart... And he could also hear Jing Lao's words. He gritted his teeth and persisted, even if it wasn't for himself. We must also persevere for Mr. Jing.
If there is anyone in this world that Xiao Feng does not want to disappoint the most, it is Mr. Jing who has put so much effort into him since childhood.
Xiao Feng knew that if he failed tonight, Mr. Jing would pretend not to care on the surface, let alone blame him, but he would be very disappointed in his heart. For this reason, he would not allow himself to fail. He had to bear it. Live with the pain and allow yourself to take a shortcut on the road to subversion.
"Half an hour," Nangong Ji patted the table and said loudly.
Mr. Jing's eyes also lit up: "Ah Feng, keep persisting, persist..."
"Ah," Xiao Feng is running his mental method, and traces of dark energy are accumulating and condensing, rushing crazily towards Ren and Du's second meridians, and the blood spots on his pores are more and redder...
The potion that was originally as dark as ink gradually began to change color. First it became transparent, and then black impurities emerged from the open pores, making the potion in the barrel dark again...
Everything is changing...
Mr. Jing and Nangong Ji stood nearby, paying close attention to the changes in the color of the potion in the barrel, and carefully observing Xiao Feng's reaction. They were both very nervous. As time went by, their moods went up and down. It's like a roller coaster.
"Bear it, bear it," Xiao Feng almost bit his teeth into pieces, telling himself in his heart, if you can't bear it, even the girls will look down on you, but it feels like your whole body has been stabbed and stabbed. The tearing pain made him have the urge to faint from the pain.