In the early morning, there were sudden bursts of low sonic booms in the quiet woods, occasionally mixed with a few painful gunshots.
You don't need to look to know that Ling Yunfeng was struck by the powerful energy.
In the woods, Ling Yunfeng's figure kept dodging among the dense energy blasts, and occasionally he would gather a few attacks to blast towards Mr. Qiu.
However, these attacks of his were easily avoided by Qiu Lao, and they could not get close to Qiu Lao's body at all.
At noon, the rays of the scorching sun shine directly through the dense leaves into the woods, leaving many mottled haloes on the ground.
The breeze blows, the leaves rustle, the halo on the ground becomes bright and dim for a while, and from time to time, pieces of fallen leaves fall from the sky, falling quietly to the ground, looking shadowy.
In the woods, Ling Yunfeng was bent over, holding his knees with both hands, gasping for hot air. His bare upper body was stained with a mixture of sweat and dust and grass clippings, and there were red and swollen blood stains on his body.
His whole body was bruised and bruised, and the pain made Ling Yunfeng grin and take in a breath of cold air.
"That's it for today. Go back to the cave and soak in the medicine pool to practice. Don't leave any sequelae." Mr. Qiu left a caring word that he had said many times, and then his figure flashed, strangely
Disappeared in place.
Hearing this, Ling Yunfeng breathed a sigh of relief. Today's 'beating' was finally over. Then he shook his head helplessly, grabbed his shirt and robe hanging on a nearby tree, put it on his shoulders, and ran towards the cave.
go.
As soon as he returned to the cave, Ling Yunfeng, who could no longer bear the pain, quickly jumped into a puddle filled with yellow-brown potion and soaked his entire body in the potion, leaving only his head exposed on the water.
The yellow-brown liquid touched the bruised skin, and the cold touch made Ling Yunfeng's pain subside slightly.
Ling Yunfeng suddenly took a few deep breaths of cool air, and the ecstatic feeling made him slowly close his eyes with enjoyment, and lay straight in the puddle, too lazy to move.
Leaning softly on the edge of the puddle, Ling Yunfeng's rapid breathing in his nose gradually calmed down, and finally, a low snore came vaguely from his nose.
After experiencing a painful torture, Ling Yunfeng finally couldn't bear the dual exhaustion of spirit and body, and fell into a deep sleep.
While Ling Yunfeng was sleeping, the yellow-brown liquid swayed slightly, and traces of gentle energy quietly penetrated into his body along the slightly open pores all over his body, washing away the somewhat ferocious bruises.
At the same time, he is constantly adding vitality and strengthening to his body that has reached its limit... The sleep continues, and the strengthening is also carried out unknowingly.
While Ling Yunfeng's body was being strengthened and repaired, the yellow-brown water in the puddle was gradually fading. Obviously, the medicinal power contained in the water was about to be squandered by Ling Yunfeng.
This yellow-brown medicinal liquid is the healing medicinal liquid that Mr. Qiu personally refined for Ling Yunfeng.
According to Mr. Qiu, this yellow-brown medicinal liquid is called Warming Spirit Liquid. It is not only a healing medicine that can be used internally and externally, but also has the effect of strengthening the physical body.
Ling Yunfeng was also surprised when he saw Mr. Qiu refining alchemy for the first time. Only then did he know that Mr. Qiu was also an alchemist, and he seemed to be a high-level alchemist.
But as for what level it was, Mr. Qiu didn't tell Ling Yunfeng. The latter couldn't even tell.
At the same time, Qiu Lao's alchemy techniques also opened Ling Yunfeng's eyes.
Qiu Lao did not use a medicinal cauldron when refining the elixir. The powerful soul power directly wrapped the elixir and suspended it in mid-air. Then the martial energy in his palm turned into a substantial flame to refine several medicinal materials together.
"How much soul power and martial energy support is required to refine several medicinal materials together?" Ling Yunfeng stared at the scene in stunned silence, his expression extremely shocked.
This was the first time he had seen that medicine could be made without using a medicine cauldron. Even if he used a medicine cauldron to make medicine, it would not be so easy for him.
I saw that Qiu Lao's alchemy techniques were as smooth as water. He controlled the temperature of the flames and the fusion of medicinal properties in every process of refining the elixir. He controlled every link with ease.
During the entire process of refining the alchemy, the expression on Mr. Qiu's old and sharp face did not change at all. He always maintained a calm and calm look, as if he was doing an extremely simple and ordinary thing.
Ling Yunfeng couldn't help but be deeply amazed by Qiu Lao's alchemy prowess. You must know that it is impossible for ordinary alchemists to refine elixirs without a medicine cauldron when refining alchemy.
Moreover, each medicinal material needs to be refined one after another, and finally blended together. It is indeed rare to cook it in one pot like Mr. Qiu. This requires a lot of soul power.
The optimum temperature for refining each medicinal material is different. You must use your soul to suppress the flame to reach the optimum temperature for the medicinal material to melt in order to fully extract the pure medicinal material.
Like Mr. Qiu, refining several elixirs at the same time means that he must divide his soul power into several parts and control the refining of several elixirs respectively. Think about it and you will know how much soul power is required.
Ling Yunfeng could imagine that if his alchemy skills were taught by Mr. Qiu, he would definitely make great progress.
However, he did not fully trust Mr. Qiu, so he did not dare to reveal his identity as an alchemist.
Even his set of Wind and Thunder Shock did not dare to be used by Qiu Lao for guidance. The long sword he usually used was just an ordinary weapon of ordinary texture, and he did not use his own treasured long sword.
Time passed slowly, and when Ling Yunfeng woke up from the puddle, it was already afternoon.
Rubbing his tired eyes, Ling Yunfeng looked at the scars on his body and couldn't help but smile.
Not to mention, the medicinal effect of the elixir refined by Mr. Qiu is really miraculous. After an afternoon of soaking, the scars on Ling Yunfeng's body have been completely swollen, leaving only a few faint red marks on his body.
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"Wow!"
Ling Yunfeng slowly stood up from the puddle and looked at the puddle under him. The original yellow-brown puddle had become clear. Apparently, he had exhausted all the medicinal properties in it.
Immediately, Ling Yunfeng quickly put on his clothes, then returned to the cave to sit cross-legged, formed a mysterious seal in front of his body, and began to practice breathing control. After a while, he entered a state of selfless cultivation...
The next day, before the first ray of morning light fell on the earth, Ling Yunfeng got up early and went to the woods.
As soon as he arrived at a clearing in the woods, an illusory figure appeared in front of him out of thin air.
Seeing the slightly illusory old figure floating in the sky in front of him, Ling Yunfeng smiled bitterly. Qiu Lao's strength was really unfathomable, and he didn't know how the other party appeared every time.
The figure of the other party was as elusive as a ghost.
The woods were not quiet for long in the early morning, as low sonic booms and screams echoed through the mountains and forests. You could tell with your nose that Ling Yunfeng was "enjoying" the daily "beating" again.
However, the benefits brought by this "beating" are also obvious. After this period of "beating", Ling Yunfeng felt that the exaggerated martial arts caused by his rapid improvement in cultivation had stabilized, and the martial arts in his body was compared with before.
Much more solidified.
Not only that, Ling Yunfeng felt that the strength of his physical body was more than twice as strong as before. He felt that even if he could withstand a full blow from a fifth-level martial artist, there wouldn't be much of a problem.
Of course, all this is just his guess, and the specific details will not be known until actual actual combat. However, he will definitely not lack test subjects in the Demon Abyss Mountains.
In this way, more than a month has passed in the blink of an eye, spending every day being beaten and practicing.
On a steep mountain peak that goes straight up to Yunxiao, it is shrouded in clouds and mist, like a hazy fairyland. The mountain peak is cut like a knife and an axe, and is surrounded by steep cliffs on all sides. Two figures appear on the top of this mountain peak.
"Boy, I have pointed out a way to become a strong person. The next road is for you to explore and practice yourself. You will never become a real strong person if you always ask others to guide you step by step.
Those who are truly strong must find their own way to be strong. You have good talents. As long as you are willing to endure hardships, you will definitely achieve something in a few years." On the mountain top, Qiu Lao's illusory soul body was suspended in mid-air in front of him.
Ling Yunfeng said.
"Yeah!" Ling Yunfeng nodded. His master had taught him these words in his previous life. How could he not understand?
"Boy, take this ring." Qiu Laoshou waved his illusory sleeves, and a crimson ring suddenly flew out of his hand, turning into a stream of light and floating in front of Ling Yunfeng.
Ling Yunfeng reached out and grabbed the ring in his palm. Then his eyes fell on the ring on his palm.
I saw that it was a crimson and simple ring, and I didn’t know what material it was made of. I felt a warm feeling in my palm immediately after I took it. The ring was not very exquisite, and it looked a bit like a mini medicine cauldron.
"Teacher, is this...?" Ling Yunfeng raised his head and asked with doubtful eyes.
"It's not a good thing, but it might be able to save your life at a critical moment." Mr. Qiu said calmly.
"Oh." Hearing this, Ling Yunfeng's eyes lit up and his face showed a little joy. It's strange that the thing that Mr. Qiu gave was not a good thing. Although he didn't know what it was, Mr. Qiu couldn't be wrong when he said that it could save his life at the critical moment.
"Also, you can't put this thing in any storage space, just wear it on your finger, otherwise it will have no effect." Qiu Lao reminded again.
"Oh." Ling Yunfeng originally wanted to put it in the storage bag on his waist, but after hearing what Mr. Qiu said, he put it on the ring finger of his right hand.