Zhao Moqing was originally standing next to the giant cauldron, but seemed to find it too hot, so he quickly jumped a few steps away, his eyes shining brightly: "Brother Hao..."
"What's wrong?" Fang Hao had a sad look on his face, resisting the scalding heat of the medicinal soup. Fortunately, he was not even burned to death by the phoenix's anger. This scalding heat may not necessarily hurt him much. The reason for the pain is because
His body was cut numerous times by Zhao Fengjiao, that tough woman, as if she was afraid that he would not be cooked!
"Brother Hao, you are so beautiful." Zhao Moqing looked at Fang Hao's unscratched skin, which was as white as jade.
"...Nonsense, I just realized that your brother Hao and I are more handsome than Pan An. No, Pan An is definitely not as handsome as me. Hehe." Fang Hao accepted Zhao Moqing's praise confidently.
Zhao Moqing nodded quickly, with a serious look on his face, as if he was about to say something important: "You're really good-looking, Brother Hao, if you wear a skirt, I'm afraid a lot of men will pursue you. Really,
Brother Hao, you become beautiful!"
After hearing this, Fang Hao's face suddenly turned red, and then turned dark again. He gritted his teeth and looked at Zhao Moqing: "Damn girl, say it again!"
Zhao Moqing shrank his neck and said aggrievedly: "What they said is true. Look at your skin now, it seems that your skin is whiter and tenderer than mine."
As he spoke, Zhao Moqing walked to the giant cauldron, and then instantly pulled away the clothes around his neck, revealing a large area of snow-white and delicate skin, revealing his crystal-white shoulders. He said eagerly: "If you don't believe it, just touch it if you don't believe me."
Touch my skin and compare."
"..." Fang Hao glanced at it, his heart beat fast, and his blood surged for a moment.
"ah……"
The result of the blood spurting was that Fang Hao suffered more pain and blood flowed out from the wound.
For a moment, Fang Hao screamed out in pain and quickly looked away, not daring to look at it any more. If he continued to look at it, he might actually be cooked!
In the end, Zhao Moqing said reluctantly: "Brother Hao, please touch me, otherwise you will still say that I lied to you."
Fang Hao closed his eyes and tried his best to put away the charming thoughts just now, otherwise the blood flow would accelerate and the medicine would prevent the healing of his wound. Maybe it would not be cooked and the blood would drain out first.
Seeing that Fang Hao ignored her, Zhao Moqing pursed her lips and snorted: "You coward, you don't even dare to touch her!"
After saying that, he turned around angrily and entered Zhao Fengjiao's room.
Fang Hao rolled his eyes and muttered: "Do you think your brother is stupid? If your mother found out, then he would not just make a few cuts on his body, but maybe just peel off the skin, but... this girl is more beautiful than before.
Already..."
Inside, Zhao Fengjiao is holding an ancient book written in ancient characters. The paper of this book is not ordinary paper, but is written on some kind of animal skin.
But it seems to be missing a lot because there are signs of being torn.
Zhao Moqing barged in and said with bright eyes: "Mom, what kind of book do you have?"
"The Divine Technique of Body Refining."
"So Brother Hao is following this method?" Zhao Moqing asked like a curious baby.
"That's right." Zhao Fengjiao looked calm.
"What are the chances of brother Hao succeeding?" Zhao Moqing still cared about Fang Hao very much.
"Most people have little hope!"
Zhao Fengjiao's concise answer made Zhao Moqing's face full of shock. Without saying a word, she ran out and shouted outside: "Brother Hao, stop cooking. My mother said there is little hope of success. You can't die."
, if you die, I will be a widow!"
"This damn girl!" Zhao Fengjiao's face turned dark immediately. She didn't know whether it was because Zhao Moqing tipped off the news, or because she said she was a widow!
A few minutes later, Zhao Moqing was pinched by Zhao Fengjiao and locked directly in a room.
Fang Hao looked at Zhao Fengjiao who was standing in front of him, and his expression was not very good: "Aunt Zhao, you can't cheat me. I have a lot of wives and children, so I can't die easily."
"I say hope is slim because no one has succeeded, but it doesn't mean you can't succeed." Zhao Fengjiao stood next to the giant cauldron and looked at Fang Hao: "You don't even have the courage to take risks, and you still want to quickly practice and
I am quite a treasure?"
Fang Hao frowned and said: "Then tell me, what kind of method is this? You said it didn't happen before, so why does it happen again?"
"This is a fragment of a scroll. It talks about a body-refining technique and method." Zhao Fengjiao did not hide anything and said.
"Incomplete? You dare to use incomplete. Has everyone failed using this method?" Fang Hao asked with a twitching corner of his mouth.
"Only three people have failed in history." Zhao Fengjiao said calmly.
After hearing this, Fang Hao's eyes suddenly lit up and he relaxed a lot. Only three people failed. The probability is not low.
But what Zhao Fengjiao said next made Fang Hao feel a black line on his forehead.
"No one has practiced it since then, and they all say that this incomplete method cannot be successful." Zhao Fengjiao said calmly.
After a while, Fang Hao smiled bitterly and said: "Aunt Zhao, you used this incomplete method on me that couldn't even succeed. The matter between my old man and you has nothing to do with me."
"Just because others can't do it doesn't mean you can't do it. The first time I saw you, you were transformed. Do you know what it means to be transformed?" Zhao Fengjiao looked serious.
"What do you mean?" Fang Hao really didn't understand. He had heard this sentence from Liang Xiaoxiu, one of the ten villains of the Demon Sect, but he didn't understand it.
Zhao Fengjiao's eyes brightened and she asked the two aunts to go down first.
So in the courtyard, there were only Zhao Fengjiao and Fang Hao, who was sitting in the giant cauldron cooking.
Zhao Fengjiao lowered her voice, moved her lips slightly, and said in a voice that only Fang Hao could hear: "I don't know why you are so lucky. Look at your body and skin as crystal clear as jade. If I guessed correctly,
Your bones have undergone great changes and have indeed been transformed."
"Reborn? If it's true, then shouldn't my body be stronger than yours?" Fang Hao frowned in confusion.
"Being reborn does not mean that your body is stronger than ours. You have just been reborn not long ago. It is in the early stage. You will definitely not be as strong as us. But when you become like us, even if you don't practice, your body will naturally reach or even surpass our realm.
, it’s just a matter of time.”
Fang Hao's eyes turned solemn: "Are you sure? If I really change my body, this incomplete body training method can be used?"
Zhao Fengjiao did not answer, but directly handed a roll of parchment to Fang Hao.
Fang Hao sat in the tumbling medicinal soup and read it carefully.
Only then did she finally understand why Zhao Fengjiao asked him to use this body-refining method, because the lost book was the second half. The first page should be a summary of the first half. It said: Half the battle is won after rebirth. (To be completed.