Chapter 3 Defective Body Tempering Pill Nine-ring Reincarnation Bracelet
In just one meal, Xing Hao returned to the Xing Family Mansion.
"Chen Cheng, go get a bowl of water and come over."
Sitting on the bedside, Xing Hao looked at his still unconscious grandson with concern and gave instructions to Uncle Chen.
Not long after, Uncle Chen came over with a porcelain bowl.
The porcelain bowl contained more than half of the bowl of water. After Xing Hao took it, he threw a light red pill with a pungent smell into the water.
The pills melted when put into water, dyeing a bowl of water a light red color.
At this moment, the room was already filled with a strong smell of blood, which made Uncle Chen frown tightly. He said: "Master, the smell coming out of this body tempering pill seems to be different from what is recorded in the book. It should be
It’s a defective product or semi-finished product.”
Xing Hao gave a helpless smile and said: "I hope it's just the Luo family's alchemy master's different refining techniques. If it's really a defective product or a semi-finished product, the Luo family is going too far!"
Uncle Chen didn't speak any more, but the look on his face proved that he still had some doubts.
First, he lifted his grandson Xing Nan's body up and leaned it in his arms, then pinched Xing Nan's cheeks with his palms, making his mouth slightly open.
, and poured it into Xing Nan's mouth.
A bowl of light red potion slowly flowed into Xing Nan's mouth, and then fell into his belly. Gradually, his body strangely glowed with a bloody shimmer.
Puff puff!
When all the potion in the bowl was taken into his stomach and less than ten breaths passed, Xing Nan vomited out three large mouthfuls of blood and finally opened a pair of tired eyes.
"grandfather……"
When Xing Nan saw that familiar face, it was obviously much older and weaker than before. He had always been stubborn and strong, and he actually felt that his eyes were covered with mist.
Even though he has memories of two lives, he was only nineteen years old in his previous life, and he is only sixteen years old in this life. Although he has a strong appearance, he actually has a soft and not invulnerable heart.
"Nan'er, don't talk for now, sit still and regulate your breathing. Grandpa will help you dissolve the power of the medicine and clear your veins."
Xing Hao confessed softly, and then sat down cross-legged behind his grandson. When his grandson was also firmly seated, he put his palms on his grandson's back, and then tried his best to circulate the newly recovered energy in his body.
Infuriating.
A warrior absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body, just to build a foundation for further cultivation. He only allows the spiritual energy to temper the physical body. When he reaches the realm of a martial artist, he can strengthen the spiritual energy drawn into the body into true energy.
Infuriating energy has many different properties due to the monks' cultivation techniques, but they have one common characteristic, that is, they are aggressive and fierce when attacking, but as gentle as water when used for healing.
In this way, it took the grandfather and grandson a long time before Xing Hao slowly finished his work. However, he became much older. When he got out of bed, he even staggered a few steps. It looked like he was already exhausted.
The lamp will die soon.
While Xing Nan continued to meditate and adjust his breath, he cursed the phantom old man in black robe in his mind. At the same time, he secretly regretted that he should not have listened to the old guy's tricks.
It was obvious that when the black-robed phantom old man taught him the Sword-Eating Technique, he already knew that he would be counterattacked by the sword spirit and would be unable to resist. However, he did not remind himself to pay attention. He definitely wanted to kill himself intentionally.
Even if he survived the catastrophe this time, not only would he not be able to have any future blessings, but he would also cause his grandfather to look so miserable. Xing Nan really wished he could pull out the phantom old man in black robes, crush his bones and spread his ashes.
After meditating for a long time, Xing Nan also discovered that there were still sword spirits from the Silent Shadow Sword remaining in his body. Although there were not many, they would travel among the veins and veins of his body along with the same small amount of spiritual energy in his body.
, and slowly gather in Dantian.
However, if you try to use spiritual energy to bring those sword spirits out of your body, they will immediately fall into silence, and it seems that they will depend on your body for life and death.
When Xing Hao and Chen Bo saw that Xing Nan's complexion gradually improved and his meditation was stable, they left the wing together without disturbing them. As soon as they left, a stream of black mist surged out from Xing Nan's sleeves.
.
The phantom old man in black robe, who had been cursed countless times by Xing Nan, had his feet one foot off the ground and was suspended in front of the bed.
Xing Nan also stopped adjusting his breath. He first looked at the phantom old man as calmly as water, then his eyes widened, and he jumped out of the bed as if he was crazy, as if he wanted to tear the man into pieces and chew him again.
The look of giving up.
However, his body was still seriously injured. As soon as he made the save, he felt unbearable pain all over his body. His skills were also stagnant, and he had to fall heavily on the cold and hard stone floor.
"Pooh!"
Even so, he still struggled to stand up, waving his fist and hitting the shadowy old man in black robe, which showed how strong the hatred was in his heart.
The phantom old man in black robe did not dodge, even though Xing Nan's fist swept or penetrated his body, he still maintained a calm smile. This attack did not pose any threat to him at all.
Xing Nan had long known that this kind of attack was ineffective, but he still couldn't help but want to vent. When he was exhausted and out of breath, he sat down on the bed again and lowered his head, with a dejected look on his face.
"Boy, I was negligent for a moment and forgot that you are only a third-grade warrior, and you cannot resist the backlash of the sword spirit." The old man Xuying seemed to feel guilty.
"Go away! This time I tortured me half to death and made me even more useless than before. Are you satisfied?" Xing Nan's mouth and eyes twitched, and he said angrily.
"Young people are just too angry."
The old man Xuying didn't mind Xing Nan's anger. He continued to comfort him: "The so-called peace and prosperity, although you seem to be disabled now, there are sword spirits gathering in your dantian, and you already have a sword before you reach the realm of sword master."
Spirit, this is a great strength and advantage."
"You don't want me to continue practicing the Sword Devouring Art, do you?" Xing Nan asked with a sneer.
"Haha, you have no choice other than this." The old man Xuying said with a smile like the wind.
"I'm very curious, why are you so deliberately planning to kill me? I'm just a loser, what good will dying do to you?" Xing Nan asked with great curiosity.
"Oh, you can't understand my good intentions!" The old man Xuying looked like he had good intentions but was not understood.
"Stop pretending. What you said is just to make me hesitate and stupidly fall into your trap next time!" Xing Nan said to the point.
"Whatever you think, you better not focus on quarreling with me right now, think about how to get through the difficulties. If you walk out of this house in your current situation, all you have to do is let a vicious dog out.
, I can even tear you into pieces and eat you."
The phantom old man turned into a black mist again and got into Xing Nan's sleeves.
Xing Nan was once again trembling with anger from the mature pervert. He rolled up his sleeves and cursed: "You deserve to have you, old bastard, enjoy the endless pain of confinement in there!"
There was a bronze bracelet on his wrist. The bracelet was about an inch wide but had nine circles. It looked like nine bronze rings spliced together.
This bracelet is the nine-ring reincarnation bracelet, and the black shadow old man is sealed in it. Although he can transform, he does not have any magical powers or attack power.
When he was in college in his previous life, Xing Nan studied history. Once, the department organized a treasure appraisal event and he saw this nine-ring reincarnation bracelet. Having read many fantasy novels, his curiosity took over.
He secretly dropped a drop of blood on the nine-ring reincarnation bracelet that looked ugly at first, and as a result, his soul was imprisoned in the nine-ring reincarnation bracelet.
The phantom old man who had been sealed in the nine-ring reincarnation bracelet wanted Xing Nan's soul to bear the pain of confinement instead of him, so he wanted to protect Xing Nan's soul, but the power of the nine-ring reincarnation bracelet was too strong.
, the shadowy old man did not get what he wanted, but when Xing Nan's soul was driven into reincarnation by the nine-ring reincarnation bracelet, he still retained the memory of his previous life, and the future story came into being.
As the black-robed shadowy old man said just now, Xing Nan's top priority right now is not fighting spirit, but tending to his injuries, so he quickly calmed down.
On the second day after Xing Nan regained his consciousness after taking the Body Tempering Pill, Luo Biao, the head of the Luo family, led more than 20 people from the Luo family into the courtyard of the Xing Family Mansion with great fanfare.
"Xing Hao, you haven't moved out yet. We agreed yesterday that you would exchange all the Xing family's belongings for a Body Tempering Pill. You won't default on your debt today, right?"
Luo Biao is also over seventy years old, but he has also been immersed in martial arts for many years. He has a long breath and looks powerful, and his body bones look very strong and strong.
Mr.
The thousand spiritual stones are enough to pay off the debt!"
Luo Biao's face darkened and he said: "It seems that you are really ready to default on the debt. I think you are also a master in Blue Maple City and the head of the family. You are going back on your words like this, and you are talking nonsense and slandering the reputation of our Luo family. However,
, considering that we have been in the same Blue Maple City for many years, I will not argue with you. If you regret it, return the so-called defective body tempering pill to my Luo family, and I will take people away immediately.
"
The Body Tempering Pill has been taken by Xing Nan, and Xing Hao naturally cannot take it out again. But firstly, the Body Tempering Pill is indeed a defective product. Secondly, as the head of the family, Xing Hao does not want to give up the mansion to another family.
, so he seemed very embarrassed at the moment.
"Why, you can't take it out?"
Luo Biao first asked, and then said: "It's really not worth losing everything to save a waste! However, even though he is a waste, he is still the only child of your Xing family. Since you are willing to spend your money, don't feel bad."
This was the first time someone said that his grandson was a waste in front of Xing Hao. He had always cherished his wings, but when he heard the people accompanying him from the Luo family roaring with laughter, his old face felt hot and painful, and he couldn't help but said angrily: "Luo
Biao, don’t bully others too much. As the saying goes, thirty years to the east of Hedong and thirty years to west of Hexi. The humiliation you have inflicted on my Xing family today may be repaid a hundred times in the future!"
"Ha ha……"
Luo Biao looked up to the sky and laughed, saying: "You Xing family will never have that chance. It's still thirty years. If you piss me off, you won't even be able to survive this year! Come on!"
"exist!"
Everyone in the Luo family responded in unison.
"First demolish the house that already belongs to our Luo family!" Luo Biao ordered in a cold voice.
