Chapter 87: Sense of crisis
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Slag Shou Cultivating Manual
- 顾耳
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- 2021-02-26 06:25:05
After Jiang Han was building the foundation, his method of successful cultivation has become more and more controversial and speculative, but no matter how the disciples inquired and observed, he could only know that he used a five-element cultivation method, but specifically, But it is impossible to grasp a little bit, no matter how eager they are, how urgently they want to know the wonders, they can only be curious.
There are actually a lot of Wuling roots in the outer door. Most of them are hardworking and hard-working. They have a special attachment to the path of cultivation. After learning about Jiang Hanzheng, they finally seem to have found the only hope and vitality. He regarded it as an example, and studied the unique five elements practice method from him.
Since His Master is Supreme Reality, they had no reliance on it, and they bravely dared to ask and placed all their hopes on Supreme Master.
Early in the day, when Jiang Hanzheng returned to the peak, he found the breath of life.
He frowned, feeling slightly wrong, and went back quickly, only to find out that some outside disciples did not know how to find, Qi Qi kneeled at the door of the Master and begged him to accept his disciples.
Seeing Master's distressed expression, Jiang Hanzheng's heart was disturbed, and he nodded in fear of Master's softness.
Although before he met Master, he was also the same spiritual root as them, knowing their struggle and hopelessness, but how to say that people are selfish, no matter how he feels sorry for these people before, so seeing a group of people Attempting to approach the Master, Jiang Hanzheng's meek temper has ignited a fire, and his face came forward to block the Master's figure and chase away guests.
When the righteous man came, everyone snorted and looked at the impassive face of the Supreme Real Man, and had no choice but to work underground.
Although these people are at the most introductory of gas refining, they are completely incomparable with him, but Jiang Hanzheng still has a vague sense of crisis.
Since Master can have so many ways to support the roots of waste spirits that can be found everywhere, why is he the only one that Master recognizes?
Jiang Han is clenching his fists, no matter it is the senior brother who makes him feel more stressed, or these unknown soldiers who want to swarm up, he can beware of him. Behaving to cover your heart.
In order for Master to inadvertently transfer to others, Jiang Hanzheng decided to continue to surprise Master one after another when he broke through the momentum of building base.
He thought about it at the two key moments when he cultivated a surge, one was when he took the elixir and the other was when he took bodhi.
At this point, Bodhizi was already in his body, nourishing the meridians for him day and night, and had a lot of effects, so he also had the courage to try some of the spirits that were at the same time.
He believed that his will and the strong body that he had trained could withstand such torture, he secretly concealed Master, re-extracted the previous kinds of miracles, and sniffed the fragrant fragrance in his nose. He settled down. , Take it orally.
What's more, ... The scene where I was carefully cared for by the Master because of the hot and cold, and even with the body of the Master ... If this medicinal attack occurs, will the Master be as careful as last time?
Jiang Hanzheng's cheeks turned red, and he patted his head immediately, horrified at the thoughts in his head, and found countless reasons in his heart to excuse himself.
This must be a medicinal effect, so he was so cranky and dry.
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When hearing the painful groaning from the room, Heron frowned, and a terrible scene immediately appeared in his mind.
Jiang Han was rolling in pain on his bed, his clothes were messy, and Master was saving me in his mouth. His face was pale, his lips were bitten and his appearance was miserable.
Heron was in a mess, and he stepped forward to check.
He had just gone out for a while, and it must be that when he left, what happened to the disciple, and he wanted to come to his room, but found him missing.
Heron settled his limbs, checked the veins for him, and found that his body was staggered with ice and cold, and the five elements and aura within the spiritual roots were disordered. This symptom seems to be the same as when he took the elixir before.
But since the disciple took Bodhi, he had not instructed him to take any other elixir for a period of time in order to avoid conflict.
After a period of experience, Jiang Hanzheng's body has improved. Although he is uncomfortable at this time, the attack is not as uncontrollable as he was at the time. When he saw the master's eyebrows contemplating, his heart was pounding wildly. Fearing that the master had figured out what had happened, he had to hold his sleeve again and again, crying with him and saying that he was in pain.
Where could Heron think so much at this moment, I had to think about how to make him feel better for the time being, and survive the period of the attack.
At this point, Jiang Han was cold in his body, and Helang added a lot of bedding to him, setting off a fire in the house.
But for a time, Jiang Hanzheng turned red again, and whispered something like heat in his mouth, and posted it on Heron's body.
Heron is the double root of water and ice, and her natural body temperature is slightly lower. When she is carrying spiritual power, her body is cold. Once Jiang Hanzheng touched him, she would never let go.
Heron touched his hot body, and although he wanted to avoid it, knowing that being close to him would make him more comfortable, he had to take the initiative to stay close to him, and slightly dropped his collar closer to himself.
The feeling of large skin touching makes Jiang Hanzhen feel a lot more relaxed, and his heart is sweet and sweet, like knowing that Master will compromise. He has to step on the ground and hold Master's cheeks and neck, his eyes are hazy with water. Extremely innocent, he sighed repeatedly in his mouth, and entered Heron's ears, making his face flushed, but strange in his heart.
Jiang Hanzheng's actions are not as jerky as before, but he is very skillful. He knows how to lock Heron's hands and feet so that he can not be so easily detached. It seems that his temperature is cold and hot. It means that there is still a little sense of reason.
Heron himself had a guess, but his face did not show up. When the young apprentice squeezed into his arms, he just gently pulled out his sweat towel to wipe his sweat, and exerted some spiritual power to make his temperature drop. Until the effect gradually disappeared, he also held him in his arms.
After the initial uneasiness, Jiang Hanzheng's heart got the gentleness of the Master as always, finally settled down, buried in his arms quietly, and felt the delicate feeling of fermentation in the heart.
He wanted to be close to the Master, and wanted to get the Master ’s attention, so he did such a bold behavior, which he understood as normal, and did not dare to think too much.
Even though his body temperature was constantly changing, but to the Master, sniffing the cold incense in his arms, these tortures were nothing at all.
What just surprised him was that Master didn't say a word, and didn't even have any questions. Jiang Hanzheng had nowhere to vomit, and he could not help looking up at him and raised his heart again.
Heron touched the cheek of the person in her arms and found that the body temperature had returned to normal, and then looked at the meridians in his body. Although it had some effects, it was not significant. It was not proportional to the torture he suffered. .
Gently pulling away the apprentice, Heron groaned. "You don't have to."
Jiang Hanzheng's body was stiff, he shook his head again and again, as if he couldn't understand it, clasping his shirt and showing his innocence.
"Your body is already tough. This method is not effective to use, and you still have to suffer. Next time, it will never be like this again. Master will always give you what you want." Heron patted him In the head, he had already seen through his thoughts of suddenly taking the elixir.
Recalling his strenuous sweating, Heron was a little distressed and felt that he didn't have to do this. Why should he worry about him in such a stupid way to hurt himself?
Jiang Han was biting his lower lip tightly. His heart was choppy and difficult to calm. He did not expect that Master had already seen him at a glance, and even ignored his ulterior motives, he also spoke comfort and lowered his bottom line so that he could get closer.
Heron tidy up his messy placket for him, not to mention it again, telling him, "It will start soon, although it is too early, but I hope you can win the championship ..."
Jiang Han was a little surprised, only to find it harder than Dengtian. He shook his head again and again, "This ...? Master has too much hope, seniors and brothers are my incomparable existence."
Even if his cultivation progresses rapidly, it can only be regarded as a small success at this time. How can he compare with his predecessors who have practiced for decades or hundreds, this point he There is still self-knowledge.
Heron also knew that this was difficult for some strong men, but he still hoped that the young apprentice could repeatedly make extraordinary moves or inspire potential, and he could help him in other ways and make progress with him.
He bent his lips, relaxed, and rubbed his hair. "You are the only apprentice of the teacher today, would you like to lose my face?"
Jiang Han was shaking his head again and again, and secretly made up his mind.
The competition period is as long as one month, and one game starts on time every day, and can be selected at every level to determine the final winner.
The first day is a competition in Taiwan. There are 36 small courts in the martial arts square. All disciples, regardless of their origins and teachers, have come to the stage or not, they can come forward to challenge, in short, they can still stand before sunset. The 36 people on the stage were the winners of the first day.
When Jiang Han was appearing, many disciples of the same age were waiting to see his performance. At the beginning, he encouraged him to take a nap. However, Jiang Han was cautious and did not take it lightly because it was a preliminary match. In a few rounds, it was not until the fixed number was reached that it took up one of the 36 seats.
The crowd finally saw him take the shot, seized the platform, and applauded and shouted.
Among these praises and envy, a lot of voices asking about the latest situation of the real person also appeared. Most of them asked him if he planned to accept the disciples, and whether he could ask him for advice. Where are the most frequent places for real people? .
Jiang Hanzheng's smile gradually faded, but without losing his courtesy, he only seriously threatened that his master would no longer accept apprentices, and his success was unique, and others could not imitate it any more. Please ask them not to disturb the real person. It will only be futile.
Seeing the fading voice of others, a low-alcohol voice came clearly from the crowd. It was quite powerful. Although the tone was calm, it could feel the pride and perennial confidence of the people.
"That's right. However, it shouldn't be your turn."
Jiang Han was frowning, looking at the sound source in doubt, only a man in white and gold texture was seen, but at another glance, his figure had disappeared, and he could not be captured for half a minute, as if he did not want to meet him.
He was surprised, and gave birth to a faint oppression and discomfort.
Why did the man say that? Jiang Hanzheng's eyes were slightly sinking. He was the only apprentice of Master.
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