The soul-stirring ancient great immortal cheated on the corpse in the cultivation world Chapter 34: The Fourth Mission - The Dignity of the Gold Master 13
Chapter 34: The Fourth Mission - The Dignity of the Gold Master 13
A senior brother replaced the senior sister and continued to practice the first set of basic swordsmanship with Mo Yiyi!
In the end, Mo Yiyi was not able to finish practicing three hundred times. When she reached the forty-eighth time, the brothers and sisters stopped.
"My little junior sister's health is really bad. She can't move at all now. She only did it forty-eight times. She became paralyzed too quickly."
"Okay, stop talking. Someone is going to send Junior Sister back. Junior Sister Fang, please help send Junior Sister back."
Fang Jiaohong nodded, exited from the cross-legged practice, and walked to the standing Mo Yiyi. After the senior brother who controlled the paper man cut off the connection between the paper man and Mo Yiyi, he gently caught her who was paralyzed.
Fang Jiaohong held her in her arms, and reached out to help Noila Mo straighten the loose hair on her head.
This kind of jewelry has formations engraved in it, so it will not be shaken off even in fights, strenuous exercise, etc., and jewelry like walking earrings also limits the arc range of the swing.
Avoid the tragedy of fighting with others and throwing your tassels in the face at the same time.
Make sure that even if they are fighting, the fairies who love beauty will still be beautiful.
However, Mo Yiyi is really in a sorry state now.
Her hair and cheeks are sticky. Even if the clothes have self-cleaning effect, she still has a smell of sweat. This is caused by impurities in the body being discharged with sweat. Because the amount is too large, the self-cleaning effect of the clothes cannot be fully achieved.
The accumulation of flavor.
Mo Yiyi seemed to have lost consciousness as she fell in her arms. Fang Jiaohong picked her up after arranging her baby steps and beautiful earrings, and strode to her room.
Fang Jiaohong walked very quickly and steadily. When she got to the room, she didn't put her directly on the bed. Instead, she went out and brought back a bathtub full of bath water, put it lightly on the ground, and then planned to help Noila Mo take off her clothes.
clothing.
But she didn't expect that as soon as she started, her eyes were closed and she slowly opened them.
It's just that her eyes were only half-opened, and she no longer had any strength. Fang Jiaohong felt a little funny when she saw it.
"Junior Sister Mo, don't worry, you'll get used to it. Losing your strength is not a big deal. You new disciples will have to go through this. Practice it three hundred times, and when you get to the sect, you will suffer less.
"
Saying that, Fang Jiaohong started to take off Noila Mo's clothes, rolled them up and threw them on the chair. Then she put Mo Yiyi into the water, positioned herself so that she wouldn't fall into the water, and then took a ladle.
Water her.
"Junior sister Mo, take a good rest and take a hot bath. I'll relax your muscles later. We'll still be good guys tomorrow!"
Noila Mo let Fang Jiaohong help her take a bath in a daze. After Mo Yiyi changed into her pajamas, she threw them on the clothes rack. At this moment, Fang Jiaohong happened to put them back on for her.
Mo Yiyi, who was put on the bed, was already in a half-asleep and half-awake state. She could feel that she was being put on the bed. Her tired body stuck to the bed and relaxed, and her consciousness became deeper and deeper.
Then, the heartbreaking pain in her legs instantly woke her up, and she shouted out a short 'Ah!', but she lost all her strength!
Mo Yiyi was about to burst into tears, but she couldn't move at all!
Fang Jiaohong was squeezing her legs. Jian Xiu's hands were extremely strong. The soft leg meat was like dough in her hands. She could knead it however she wanted!
After squeezing, she clenched her hand into a fist and rolled it on it, which fully made Noila Mo feel the pain caused by muscle accumulation!
Fang Jiaohong cried when she saw Noila Mo Yiyi in pain, her hands kept moving, but she comforted her with her mouth.
"I'll relax your muscles so that you won't have muscle pain when you wake up tomorrow. Bear with it, you have to practice again tomorrow. It's only forty-eight times. The standard is three hundred times. You're too far behind. These muscles can't
Rolling it out won’t work!”
As she said that, her hand had already pinched her thigh, and the sudden numbness and severe pain made Noila Mo, who was gritting her teeth, unable to hold back and cried out in pain again.
It was really, really painful. It hurt so much that Noila Mo didn't want to live anymore!
This inhuman torture lasted for two quarters of an hour. Mo Yiyi, who had just finished taking a shower, was sweating again, but Fang Jiaohong seemed to be fine and comforted her.
"Junior Sister Mo, please have a good rest. You can take a nap and you will be fine when you wake up. Don't worry, it is normal for you to not be able to exert your strength now. You will be fine when you wake up."
I don't know whether it was painful or whether Fang Jiaohong's method was really effective. Noila Mo, who was originally paralyzed and had no strength at all, actually gathered some strength.
She did not move, but with the cooperation of the system, she took out a box filled with Duan Jincao. It was right next to Mo Yiyi's hand. Fang Jiaohong took a look at it.
Then, Fang Jiaohong saw the paralyzed Noila Mo opening her mouth, maybe it was a smile, maybe she wanted to eat someone, but anyway, her expression was quite ferocious.
"Cook, cook, everyone, soak!"
Fang Jiaohong blinked her eyes and then asked Noila Mo.
"You mean, let me boil all these golden grasses and distribute them to everyone for body building?"
"Um!"
Fang Jiaohong instantly smiled and narrowed her eyes, picked up the box and nodded.
"Don't worry, little junior sister, I'll cook it right away and invite everyone to join in the cooking!"
Hearing what she said, Noila Mo felt relieved, and the expression on her face returned to facial paralysis again.
However, after Fang Jiaohong left with a smile, she still endured the feeling of fainting and asked the system with difficulty and persistence.
[Duan Jincao exercises, it hurts a lot, right?]
[Yes, host, although Duanjincao’s body-building effect is good, the pain of body-building is also very intense.]
【How much does it hurt? Do I feel any pain?】
[The pain is as painful as washing the muscles and breaking the bones, and it should be comparable to the pain of the host...]
In this way, Mo Yiyi was satisfied.
She relaxed her consciousness, allowed herself to fall into the darkness, and passed out completely.
Fang Jiaohong lived up to her instructions, took the box to the kitchen, put water in the big iron pot, then opened the box and threw all the Duanjincao inside!
Originally, Duanjincao should be used in conjunction with some other medicinal materials to maximize its efficacy.
But there is nothing on this spaceship, so there is no need to pay attention to that.
After all, with so many sections of golden grass, they can definitely win based on quantity!
Duanjincao is an inch long, with four to six leaves, slender, and the root of the stem has round knots with sticky sap inside.
Pour cold water into the pot, wait for the water to boil, and the golden grass will melt in less than half a cup of tea. After boiling half a cup of tea, boil the liquid in the pot until it becomes viscous, and it is ready to serve!
There was a large amount of Duanjincao this time, and Fang Jiaohong had to cook a big pot.
I stirred it with a spoon, and when I felt it was ready, I threw the spoon into the pot, grabbed the pot ears with both hands, and pulled the hot iron pot out of the stove!
Holding the pot in hand, Fang Jiaohong didn't mind the heat and walked quickly to the deck.
The disciples of the Sword Sect were still sitting cross-legged on the deck practicing. The rich spiritual energy was something that outer disciples like them could rarely come into contact with. As monks, such a training environment must be cherished!
I was just practicing and practicing, and suddenly someone with a sharp nose asked, twitching his nose.
"Did you smell anything?"
The disciple next to him had his eyes closed and seemed to be concentrating on cultivation, but he opened his mouth.
"What does it smell like? Are you hungry?"
The one with a good nose shook his head and said with some uncertainty.
"It smells like medicine. It's so familiar. I must have smelled it somewhere recently!"
The disciple said this with great assurance, and his nose moved as if he wanted to follow the smell and find it out!
The disciple who had spoken to him before also opened his eyes, looked around, and sniffed, but he didn't smell anything, so he wanted to persuade him to practice hard and stop thinking about it.
However, before these words were spoken, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Fang Jiaohong coming out with a pot!
As soon as the people came out, the smell spread. This familiar yet unfamiliar smell instantly made these Sword Sect disciples lose their voices.
It’s the taste of boiled Duanjincao!!!
Since they got Duan Jincao from Mo Yiyi, each of them secretly took one and cooked it, experiencing the pleasure of using Duan Jincao to build their body!
Now that such a big pot appeared in front of them, how could they not be excited!
Fang Jiaohong didn't need to say anything, the clever person stood up and hurriedly came to greet him.
"Oh, is this what Junior Sister wants? Junior Sister is too polite!"
The man reached for the iron pot, and Fang Jiaohong let him take the pot away, and then explained to the other disciples.
"Junior sister Mo passed out from the pain. Before she fell asleep, she gave me a box of golden grass and said it was for my senior brothers and sisters to take a bath with!"
When Fang Jiaohong said this, some of the disciples who gathered around him had quick minds and understood, and then burst into laughter.
Someone out of curiosity asked her why she was smiling, and that person also told her.
"Junior Sister Fang must have relaxed the muscles of Junior Sister. New disciples generally can't stand this. Junior Sister is not willing to accept it."
They all came from the period of new disciples. Whoever feels hurt will know it. This is really not a grudge that can be dissipated just because it is for your own good.
So after hearing this, these disciples all laughed, and some even winked.
"It would be great if this is the case. Will we have medicinal soup to drink every day from now on?"
"You can pull it off. This piece of golden grass is very expensive. It's a rare luck to get it like this once. Now, don't laugh at our little junior sister. Get ready quickly. It won't be cool for a while, and the effect of the medicine will wear off. It won't be nice.
Got it!"
The disciples smiled and dispersed. Those looking for a bathtub looked for a bathtub, and those who boiled water boiled water.
In fact, it's not that they can't accept taking a cold bath, but the soup made by this golden grass cannot be made with cold water, so you can only use hot water. When taking a bath, you must ensure that the water temperature is high, otherwise once it gets cold, the medicinal effect will be lost.
Dispersed.
The disciples were so busy that Wu Bing, who was practicing, just opened his eyelids and took a look when Fang Jiaohong came out with the iron pot, and then gathered the high-grade spiritual stones piled around him and continued to practice!
The disciples of the Sword Sect got busy and soon had all the things they needed ready.
Because the soup was so juicy, these outer disciples all wanted to soak more, so they rushed to soak in it. Two tablespoons were filled into each tub. After a little stirring, most of the water in the tub became
A little thicker!
Some of the impatient ones took off their clothes and jumped into the tub. The medicinal properties in the concoction entered the monks' bodies with the warm water. The overbearing medicinal properties crushed every inch of the monks' flesh and blood and stimulated more.
The tough flesh and blood are crushed layer by layer and grown layer by layer. The process is comparable to torture. The extreme pain also goes straight to the monks' brains along with the heat in the barrel, making every sword cultivator who enters the barrel blush.
Abnormal!
And these sword cultivators, whose faces were green to red, were sweating in pain while insisting on practicing cross-legged in the bucket. Some even held their breath and were completely immersed in the water!
The head is more fragile than other parts of the body, especially the five senses, which are more sensitive and delicate. After being exposed to the overbearing drug effect, the pain becomes more and more unbearable!
However, this dear man had been soaking himself for a long time, and then he poked his head out again, took several breaths, and then wiped his face.
"Cool!"
When the disciples of the Sword Sect who were practicing in the bucket heard this, they all laughed.