The young man was naked, and the hard exercise every day made his skin look a little dark. His figure remained streamlined, and every muscle was evenly distributed on his strong body.
Wow!
Zhuo Yifan stirred up the cold water with a ladle and poured it on his handsome short black shiny hair. The exhaustion and sticky sweat all over his body after the morning exercise were soaked into nothingness by the cold water.
A cold bath on a hot summer day is indeed a very beautiful thing. This is the simplest happiness.
He had just sent his mother a monthly report, and he took two bastards to test his power of physical training.
I can only use the word "exhilarating" to describe it, and my mood has become as bright as the sun. I haven't felt this happy for a long time.
Forty-two months, enough to buy Zhuo's mother some fine herbs to heal her traumatized body.
"The doctor said that my father has not been heard from for so long, and my mother misses her so much and is so anxious that she is too weak now. Her heart ailments require heart medicine, and she needs to be persuaded..."
He soaked in the cold water, nervously talking about these trivial things that were lingering in his mind, and deeply sighed for his ill-fated mother.
Then, he casually pulled out the towel hanging on the edge of the barrel, dried his hands, put the ancient scarlet ring on his finger, and carefully pulled out a red notebook from his coat - 'Blood Prison Record'
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Gu Jie and notes were all left by Zhuo's father. Zhuo Yifan cherished them particularly. He always felt that these two things were not simple and might be clues to find his father.
"Dad, give me strength... For my mother and my grandpa, I must cultivate to perfection as soon as possible..." Zhuo Yifan kissed the book of Blood Prison and opened it again.
The contents of "Blood Prison Record" are all about the location and time when the "Bloody Hell Gate" appeared. Zhuo's father only recorded half of it. People try to find some rules from this cunning door. The results are obvious.
, everything is in vain.
In the Blood Prison Record, there are also some strong men who came out of it. The introduction to the Blood Prison Gate, and even the appearance and surname of some spiritual beasts. Father Zhuo Lie is vividly presented in this book based on the descriptions.
In the notes. But as for the details in it, perhaps due to some reasons, no one was willing to say a word or mention a word.
This also puts a mysterious veil on the door of Blood Hell. It is a shortcut for the strong and also the door to hell.
For those strong people who have come out, they are very happy that they can come back alive from the doomsday life in the Blood Hell Gate. But they often become depressed because they feel that they can become stronger...
Zhizhi!——
Just as Zhuo Yifan was concentrating on reading the notes, there was a small scratching coming from all around...
Huh! A black shadow suddenly passed before his eyes, making him stagger.
"Damn it! I didn't catch you last time, let's see if I don't skin you this time."
Zhuo Yifan stood up from the barrel with a "swish" sound. Without caring about his naked body, he punched out with a powerful force and made a loud explosion. The water in the bucket splashed with the Gang Qi, and the powerful Gang Qi exploded.
Qi swept across, and the black shadow was beaten and screamed.
There was a "bang" and it hit a wall hard. Hei Buliuqiu's body followed the wall, scratched a trace of blood, and rolled to the ground. It turned out to be a big fat mouse!
"I'm sorry! A mouse can be eaten to the size of a rabbit!"
Zhuo Yifan had long ago discovered that the breakfast he brought back often disappeared, and now he finally caught the culprit.
He breathed a sigh of relief. Ignoring the fat mouse, he stretched his muscles and bones in the cold water and stretched himself comfortably. Suddenly he found that something in his hand was missing!
Where are the notes? Where are my notes? His face suddenly turned pale.
A thought flashed through his mind, and then he dug his hands under his barrel and touched a hard object. The wet "Blood Prison Record" was pulled out of the water by Zhuo Yifan.
"It's too much today! It's all the fault of that dead rat!" Suddenly, Zhuo Yifan had the urge to beat the dead rat into a pulp.
He was in a terrible mood. He completely lost the leisurely relaxation of taking a cold bath. He stood in the barrel at a loss, put the Blood Prison Chronicle on a table behind him, and pulled out a towel to dry his body. His eyes were
Involuntarily, I looked through the water and found that there was another piece of white paper lying at the bottom of the water.
"It must have fallen from the soak just now. Damn it..." Zhuo Yifan stretched out his hand to grab it, but the moment his fingers touched it, the white paper melted away, and a layer of light cyan substance floated out.
, the ancient ring also flashed a glimmer of light at the same time.
The two actually resonated.
At this moment, the calm water surface began to fluctuate like a ghost, shaking out strange energy.
The water surface was shaken more and more violently, and the waves surged in all directions. The wooden barrels burst out and splashed with water everywhere.
"How is this going?"
Zhuo Yifan fell into a daze, and saw the cyan substance gradually melting like ice cubes. As the cyan substance dissolved, the temperature of the bucket of cold water began to drop suddenly, and strange fluctuations made his feet twitch.
He shrank suddenly.
Looking at the ice mist floating on the water, Zhuo Yifan was a little absent-minded, and the look of contemplation on his little face became much richer. He felt that his two soles were wrapped by a strange substance, which was a light blue film.
This thing is like ice but not ice, refreshing and pleasant.
"This..." After watching for a long time, Zhuo Yifan finally made up his mind and decided to continue soaking in the "ice water".
"Why did the white paper turn into this green liquid? And...it seems to be able to temper the body?" He opened his mouth in disbelief.
Gradually, the whole body was covered and unable to move. I watched the layers of "ice" spread up my body like reptiles, as if I had wrapped myself in a layer of ice armor.
A faint red air flow came out of the body. Zhuo Yifan tried to use the body refining energy to break through the ice layer, but was suppressed by this blue film. It seemed to be a kind of blue cuticle, extremely flexible.
Even the power of elephant is difficult to break through.
At this time, a trace of coldness penetrated into the muscles, making the skin of the entire body become harder and harder.
Zhuo Yifan felt that the meridians and even the cells in his body became more flexible, vivid and powerful under the power of this membrane, glowing with infinite energy and powerful strength!
"Sure enough, it can temper the body! Is it a gift from my father?"
Feeling the changes in his body, Zhuo Yifan's little face was full of ecstasy, and his strength increased again. There were vague signs of a breakthrough and a move towards perfection.
"Cool!"
Zhuo Yifan was stunned by the sudden happiness.
"Crack" all the ice was directly shaken open by Zhuo Yifan's perfect energy.
"The power of two elephants..." Zhuo Yifan clenched his fist. He closed his eyes and felt the toughness of the skin all over his body. It was almost as tough as elephant skin. Especially when Zhuo Yifan saw the broken pieces all over his body.
Pi Shi. His whole body fell into ecstasy.
"This is a change that only occurs when the body is fully refined. The weak skin will retreat, and the whole body will be as tough as two layers of elephant skin! Hahaha! God help me!" Zhuo Yifan picked up the wet notebook and went crazy.
They started kissing. My little heart was excited for a while before calming down.
He tried to flip through the notes and was surprised again. The ink stains in the notes did not melt into a ball because of the water.
"Could it be..."
Immediately afterwards, Zhuo Yifan tried to find the missing page. He carefully turned through each page. Finally, when he reached the middle page... his eyes almost popped out.
I saw only a few pages that had no words before, but after being soaked in water, black words appeared one by one.
Heat suddenly surged up on his little face, and the water droplets all over his body gradually evaporated under the fervor. He turned back as fast as he could.
Sure enough, there are words on every page!
It was not until the end that Zhuo Yifan discovered some "clues" about the page that had just been dropped.
"What is going on?" Zhuo Yifan was confused: "Is it true that my father is not dead? He knew his difficulties in advance and asked me to improve my strength to help him?"
Zhuo Yifan's throat rolled, and he quickly sorted out the mess in the room. For fear of leaving any clues, he spread the Blood Prison Notes flat in front of his table by the window and waited for the notes to dry...
He no longer bothered to have breakfast and couldn't wait to sit at his desk, looking at the notebook carefully.
It wasn't until this moment that he discovered that the material of this notebook was very special!
This is not ordinary paper at all. With a gentle blow, the notebook will generate billowing steam, and all the moisture will gradually disappear.
This magical phenomenon made Zhuo Yifan stunned for a while.
He stroked it gently, and found that after the notes dried, the paper became very smooth, like silk, full of toughness, could be cut continuously, and could not be torn. It exuded a faint fluorescence in the dark.
"Wow!" I flipped through the familiar content in the first half of the book, turned to the middle page, and carefully looked at the light words that popped up when soaked in water. As the notes continued,
After drying, these writings disappeared and finally became blank again.
"No wonder there was nothing originally. Isn't this amazing?"
Zhuo Yifan poured the pot of tea in front of his desk into the inkstone at the corner of the table, dipped his brush in water, and finally applied it on the paper. Only then could he see the words clearly.
"Help the Duanmu family to eliminate the bandits."
"Help the Wu family in Xiantai City, eradicate the bullies, and become a powerful family in Xiantai City."
"Fairy who helps with the coffin..."
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The entire second half of the notebook is actually a record of my father's willingness to help others. The dates and events are all clearly written down.
"This notebook really has something else going on!"