Seeing Zheng Lin's appearance, the rickety old man couldn't bear it, but he didn't help or was unable to help.
Just silently looking at Zheng Lin rolling on the ground, the old man remained still, took a sip from the wine bottle, and continued: "When you are young, there is no harm in suffering a little more. The only way is to forge a pair of steel bars."
Bones are the only way to be considered a strong man. It is extremely difficult to refine this soju. Its medicinal properties are strong and have a strong impact on the drinker's muscles. However, it also has a very good nourishing effect. It is suitable for people like you who have had broken muscles.
It is said that as long as you endure this pain, your muscles and veins will be a little stronger. If you drink it continuously for a year and a half, you may not be able to embark on the path of cultivating immortality again."
Zheng Lin heard these words of the old man very clearly. He was in pain just now, but now he felt a little more perseverance in his heart.
"Although the muscles and veins are expected to recover, this kind of pain is not something that ordinary people can bear, and it will have to be endured intermittently in the future. It is really painful!" Zheng Lin couldn't speak, but his mind was surging.
Seeing that Zheng Lin's bitter expression had softened slightly and his expression was resolute, the old man showed a hint of admiration in his eyes and continued: "If you suffer a little now, the rewards in the future will be huge. At least, if you endure this kind of suffering, you will not encounter it again in the future.
When you encounter suffering, you gain a bit more resilience. In the cruel world of immortality, you also have more capital to go further, and even break out of the cocoon and become an immortal."
Having said this, the old man was speechless and continued to drink Dao Shaju, just a small sip at a time and never more.
Zheng Lin's pain lasted for nearly an hour. However, Zheng Lin, who was hopeful, still persisted until the end and never fell into coma. In his two lives, he was not the kind of person who was greedy for pleasure, and he also had a stubbornness in his bones.
, no matter what, he would not be impressed by the few sips of wine he swallowed.
"You are still weak now, so you should have a good night's rest." Seeing that Zheng Lin was getting better, the rickety old man left after leaving a few words.
Just lying on the ground, breathing heavily for a while, Zheng Lin fell into a deep sleep.
In the dream, Zheng Lin saw his parents in his previous life, and Xiao Fuyu bid farewell to him with tears in his eyes...
They were all encouraging Zheng Lin, hoping that Zheng Lin could persevere, that Zheng Lin could achieve something, that Zheng Lin would no longer be as confused as in his previous life...
When Zheng Lin woke up from his sleep, he found that his whole body was exuding the nauseating stench of sweat, so he ran out of the tunnel and washed himself by the pond more than a hundred meters away from the hut.
For so many days, Zheng Lin spent most of the time lying on the bed, his body was very thin, and for the first time in the pool, Zheng Lin took a vague look at his own appearance.
Unremarkable, Zheng Lin could only use these four words to describe himself now.
On the thin face, the eyebrows are fairly wide, the eyes are clear and bright, the skin is yellowish, and the black hair hangs down on the shoulders. The whole person looks like an ordinary young man on the earth, but he has a different kind of look.
temperament.
This kind of temperament has a bit of freedom and freedom, but also has an unyielding fortitude. If Zheng Lin is determined to disguise himself, he only needs to be stern and his face alone will make people think that he is honest and reliable.
However, it would not be easy for Zheng Lin to pretend to be as casual as in his previous life. Even his sinister smile seemed so harmless and unreal.
He, Zheng Lin, seems to be an honest person by nature, with a certain degree of honesty in his heart.
"Some people are willing to murder people who look like this. It's really inhumane!"
Zheng Lin was very satisfied with his appearance, and at the same time he couldn't help but despise the man in black who was plotting against him. In his opinion, his "respectable appearance" would definitely make more than half of the people immediately let go of their vigilance towards him.
And those who are wary of themselves must be scheming people who often judge a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart.
Back in the mine, Zheng Lin picked up his shovel and suddenly felt that its weight had become much lighter, as if his physical strength had become stronger.
Zheng Lin laughed at himself: "This should be my psychological effect."
The words of the rickety old man yesterday and his refreshing feeling today made Zheng Lin full of confidence in his ability to recover, so he felt that he was a little overconfident.
When Zheng Lin wielded the shovel and shoveled the extremely hard rock a few times, Zheng Lin was delighted to find that the shovel in his hand would not be directly bounced back again, but the little stone powder was between the shovel and his body.
The room swayed open.
"Haha, it really works!" Zheng Lin couldn't help but exhale as he couldn't help but feel excited.
"It doesn't work, how could I let you suffer that kind of torture!"
Zheng Lin was so excited that he didn't notice that the rickety old man was looking at him not far away from him.
After hearing the old man's words, Zheng Lin turned around and bowed deeply to the old man who was holding the food box.
The old man did not help him, but received a great gift from Zheng Lin. After putting down the food box, he said with a smile: "After eating, take another sip of Shaju, remember not to drink like you did yesterday."
While eating the delicious food, Zheng Lin was afraid of the pain that was like Ling Chi, but at the same time he was full of expectations for his recovery.
After finishing the meal with conflicting thoughts, Zheng Lin took the knife handed over by the old man and took a sip of wine timidly. Seeing his complicated expression, the old man smiled and cursed: "Boy, drink more.
, can’t kill anyone.”
With an embarrassed laugh, Zheng Lin took a big sip of soju, and the familiar yet frightening pain hit his body again.
In this way, Zheng Lin was tortured for more than a month. However, after more than a month, he was able to dig up spiritual stones like others, and Zheng Lin had already drank up all the shochu of the rickety old man.
Now, the toughness of Zheng Lin's tendons has returned to half of its original level, and his strength has reached the second level of Tongqiao.
It is possible to practice, but the skill that the muscles and veins can withstand is only at the second level of Tongqiao. If he wants to go a step further or a few steps, he needs to continue to strengthen the muscles and veins, but without the knife and Shaju, Zheng Lin has no way to strengthen the muscles and veins.
Pulse method.
Regarding this, the old man was also helpless. He had tried his best. In the old man's own words, if he had not owed Xiao Lu a favor, he would never have been so generous to Zheng Lin. And the most important thing is that the old man's current
His cultivation has not reached the stage of receiving sperm.
A rickety old man whom Elder Dongfang Mingyu called his senior brother was actually at the enlightenment stage. This puzzled Zheng Lin. When asked why, the old man smiled and said nothing, unwilling to explain the reason to Zheng Lin at all.
Finally, the old man said meaningfully to Zheng Lin: "Everything depends on you! Where there is a will, there is a way! As long as you don't give up, as long as you have perseverance, as long as you pay enough, no matter how bumpy the road ahead is, you will eventually succeed.
It will still be trampled down."
Hearing this, Zheng Lin could only nod wordlessly. Regarding the ancient sayings of "an iron pestle grinds into a needle" and "a drop of water penetrates a stone", he understood it in his previous life, but when faced with difficulties and obstacles, how many people can think of those wise words?