Chapter 38: Reshaping the meridians

"What do you care about so much? Anyway, the world is just going to go." The old man rolled his eyes, obviously not wanting to tell Yi Feng about this problem.

Seeing this, Yi Feng had an enlightenment in his heart: "The old man should not be lower than the fifth level of the supreme level. Tsk, the fifth level of the supreme level is a shocking heart. No wonder the old man has always been in awesome posture."

"Boy, I'm going to do it. You can hold it back later." The old man smiled evilly, as if he was just waiting for this opportunity.

Yi Feng glared at the old man fiercely, but there was no way. He had to drag his hand that was a little weak, take out the purple gold water from the spirit-seeking ring given by Ning Xuan, hand it to the old man and say, "This is purple gold water, is it good for this healing?"

The old man's eyes lit up, and he grabbed it, looking at Yi Feng and asked in surprise: "How come you have this treasure? Also, can you even get the spiritual ring when you go home?"

"Damn, I am so handsome. Anywhere I stand, there will always be someone to send you." Yi Feng looked at Yi Feng and said in a very bad mood.

The old man suddenly realized: "Oh, it turns out that he is a novice, no wonder."

"Pudong..."

Yi Feng plunged into the bucket. Yi Feng stared at the boss with his eyes wide open, and gritted his teeth and said, "Old guy, you are cruel."

The old man looked at Yi Feng with contempt, opened the small bottle of purple gold water while tilting his head and shaking his annoyed: "When you go to be a little white face in the future, remember to help me get more purple gold water. Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that you can get a treasure like a little white face. Should I do it?"

Cao, old man, why don’t you die? For a little bit of purple gold water, he actually instructed his apprentice to be a novice. Oh my, is there such a master?

However, when Yi Feng saw the old man pouring the entire bottle of purple gold water into the potion in the bucket, Yi Feng felt very distressed, and he quickly stopped him and said, "Old man, what are you doing?"

Oh my God, I took this from Ning Xuan, and he used it up right away?

The old man ignored Yi Feng and poured all the remaining purple gold water into the pharmaceutical industry in the bucket. Who threw the bottle away with his hand, and then said to Yi Feng lightly: "If you want to suffer less pain and make the whole process of reshaping the meridians smoother, you should be honest and don't talk."

When Yi Feng heard this, he quickly shut up. Although he felt distressed for a bottle of purple gold water, he didn't want to bear the inhuman pain.

Seeing this, the old man nodded with satisfaction and put his palm on Yi Feng's back again: Boy, although purple gold water is precious, the kind of medicinal materials in my bucket are worse than that? You reshape the meridians three times, which made me lose most of my family property.

The light yellow Dou Qi poured into Yi Feng's body along the back. Under the control of the old man, Dou Qi was well-behaved and obedient, bringing Yi Feng a warm and comfortable feeling.

However, Yi Feng knew that this was a little sweetness. After this sweetness, it would be boundless hell.

"Boy, don't I remind you? Remember, you must hold on." The old man reminded.

Yi Feng nodded, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, waiting for the old man to take action.

When the old man saw Yi Feng enter the state, his eyes also became solemn. The hand that touched Yi Feng's back lit up suddenly and shouted: "Broken..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the gentle Dou Qi that belonged to the old man in Yi Feng's body suddenly rioted. The Dou Qi was like a meat grinder, shattering Yi Feng's meridians one after another.

All of this was completed in an instant. The pale yellow Dou Qi was like a beast, tearing Yi Feng's meridians into pieces. The meridians with clear lines turned into pieces like corrupt ropes.

"Puff..."

A mouthful of blood was spewed out and fell into the bucket. The black liquid that turned out to be dyed red by it, but was immediately swallowed by the dark medicine liquid.

Yi Feng's face was as pale as snow, and the blue veins on his forehead rioted, and beads of sweat as big as beans surged out of Yi Feng's body. It can be seen how much pain he was suffering.

Yi Feng bit his lips tightly, and blood from the corners of his mouth kept gushing out and falling, and then was swallowed by the black medicine liquid, repeatedly.

When the old man saw Yi Feng not humming a word, he nodded with satisfaction. This is the beginning dish. If he couldn't help it, there would be no need to persevere.

Yi Feng smiled bitterly in his heart: his meridians have been in full swing for four years and have begun to take shape. They were just broken by the old man in one fell swoop. Compared with the previous two times, the pain was indescribable. This is also the reason why Yi Feng said that he could never persist for the fourth time.

After the old man broke Yi Feng's meridians, he was not idle. The blood that emerged from Yi Feng's body was pulled into Yi Feng's throat with Dou Qi, and once again used the powerful Dou Qi to suppress the blood that continued to emerge in Yi Feng's body. He wanted a clear internal environment so that he could ensure that no more mistakes were made.

Yi Feng's mouthful of blood emerged from his mouth. The originally dark medicine liquid could not swallow the blood red at this time. Soon, the black one was dyed red with the place where the blood was dropped as the center of the circle.

This scene makes people wonder if Yi Feng will vomit blood and die.

The old man took a deep breath, and his thoughts were all integrated into Yi Feng's body. The meridians that had been twisted like corrupt ropes were strongly moved by his Dou Qi. They combined them with strange routes.

Of course, the inhuman pain caused Yi Feng's entire body to protrude deeply, and the entire muscles were tense, like steel plates. His face was pale and bloodless, as if he had been dead for several days.

Yi Feng wanted to yell a few words in pain, but he couldn't make a sound in his throat, and he felt like he was in hell.

The old man obviously knew Yi Feng's situation, but he didn't dare to hurry. The lesson he taught him two times: I have to be careful and careful.

"Boy Yifeng, you can bear it. After enduring, I will give you all the beauty, aphrodisiacs, and a limited edition. Aren't these what you think the most?" the old man said in his heart.

The old man's Dou Qi increased again, and he pulled more broken meridians in his body again. The meridians were combined according to the familiar routes in the old man's mind that could not be combined in the familiar route. The medicinal power in the bucket was also integrated into these meridians at a visible speed, as if they were mucus, perfectly combining these meridians.

At this time, Yi Feng bit his lip hard, and he was afraid that he would faint by accident and would never wake up again. Drops of blood came out of his skin from his body, and his whole body seemed to be distorted.

"drink……"

The old man shouted violently and woke up Yi Feng, who had closed his eyelids almost.

"Boy, if you persist, you will be a little bit more, just a little bit."

Yi Feng nodded forcibly, and blood was leaking from his lips.

Time disappeared in an extremely quiet state. Finally, under Yi Feng's chewy lips, his whole body seemed to no longer belong to him. In his vain spirit, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and patted Yi Feng's forehead. His whole body was so soft that he was wet with sweat, his face was pale, and he was obviously extremely tired.

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