The morning sun is rising and the sunshine is warm.
Zhao Yangtian got up early in the morning, opened Qianyu's tent, and said, "You brat, the sun is shining on your butt, why don't you get up?"
Awakened by Zhao Yangtian's drink, Qianyu woke up from his sleep, opened his sleepy eyes, and got up lazily.
"Disciple, was it Zhutou who sent me back last night?" Zhao Yangtian had no memory of what happened last night and could only ask Qianyu.
Qianyu said: "Yes, in order to take care of Master, Elder Xu stayed at Master's bedside all night."
Zhao Yangtian was moved, but he didn't say anything. After a moment, he frowned and asked, "Did I do anything extraordinary?"
"No." Qianyu replied affirmatively.
"It scared me to death." Zhao Yangtian breathed out happily. If something indescribable happened between him and Xu Qiuyun, it would make him blame himself for the rest of his life.
Zhao Yangtian took out a large wooden barrel from the mustard bag. The barrel was about a person's height. He then poured clean water from unknown sources into the barrel, and then poured the remaining four and a half bottles of toad blood into the barrel.
It immediately turned purple and was steaming gurglingly. The temperature was frighteningly high.
"Take off your clothes and go in." Zhao Yangtian said.
"Master, why don't you take the method you did yesterday?" Qianyu was a little uncomfortable with it.
"Yesterday was just for you to experience the power of toad blood. Today is the real body tempering."
"But, the temperature of the water in the barrel is too high, and I might be scalded." Qianyu stretched out two fingers and tried it in the barrel. The terrifying temperature made his two fingers immediately red and swollen.
"Don't worry, I have my own sense of discipline as a teacher. I'll burn off a layer of your skin at most and it won't be fatal." Zhao Yangtian said it was safe.
Considering that Zhao Yangtian was unreliable, Qianyu was a little hesitant.
"Disciple, don't you want revenge? If you can't bear even this little pain, I advise you to give up voluntarily, because you will encounter pain a hundred times worse than this time in the future." Zhao Yangtian's face became stern.
, Qianyu rarely sees him showing such an expression.
Thinking of revenge, all the hesitations in Qianyu's heart disappeared. He took off his clothes without hesitation and entered the barrel with a firm gaze.
"Well……"
The unbearable high temperature enveloped Qianyu. Qianyu felt like he had been thrown into a furnace with rolling heat waves. The skin and flesh all over his body were burning. It was as if his whole body was on fire and would soon be burned to ashes.
Qianyu's whole body was hot, but he gritted his teeth and endured all the pain of burning his body. His veins popped out and he was sweating like rain. As soon as the sweat shed, it turned into purple water vapor, four and a half bottles of toads.
The power brought by blood is not even the slightest bit. Even the cultivators of the Solid Yuan Realm cannot sustain it forever, let alone Qianyu who is at the seventh level of the Ju Yuan Realm!
"Master, I can't stand it anymore!"
After holding on in the barrel for about three minutes, Qianyu couldn't stand it anymore. If he didn't come out, he would be burned to ashes!
Zhao Yangtian had a look of admiration on his face. He had also tried using the same method to temper his body back then. At that time, he had the strength of the first level of the Solid Yuan Realm, but he could only last for one and a half minutes, while Qianyu could last for three minutes.
It made him a little surprised.
"laugh!"
Zhao Yangtian did not panic. With a wave of his Taoist robe, an invisible force enveloped Qianyu and isolated him from Zixue. The heart-wrenching suffering finally stopped.
After this body tempering, although Qianyu endured great pain, it also allowed him to expel a large amount of impurities from his body. He felt light and healthy, and the vitality in his meridians was like a trickle, flowing faster than yesterday.
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"Let's stop here today and continue tomorrow." Zhao Yangtian said, looking at Qianyu who was pale and covered in burns, a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by indifference.
"Remember to put on the dog skin plaster." Zhao Yangtian instructed, and Qianyu responded: "Yes."
"Disciple, as a monk, do you have your own weapons?"
"No." Qianyu has never considered this issue.
"Master, please prepare a weapon for you." After saying that, Zhao Yangtian asked: "What grade of weapon do you like?"
"Weapons also have grades?" Qianyu asked doubtfully, as he knew very little about this aspect.
"Of course." Zhao Yangtian said with some disdain, "Disciple, you don't even know this? That's all, I will introduce it to you."
"Weapons in the world are divided into three levels, spiritual level, holy level, and immortal level. Each level is divided into upper, middle and lower levels. Spiritual weapons are the most common on the mainland and are also the weapons owned by most cultivators.
Sacred weapons can only be held by some sects or ancient families with profound heritage. The star chart in Xiangxiang's hand is a low-grade holy weapon. As for the immortal weapons, even low-grade magical weapons have lived for more than a hundred years for the master.
, I have never seen it before, maybe, fairy weapons only exist in legends..."
"Master, can you find me a holy weapon? I don't mind even if it's a low-grade one." Qianyu smiled slyly.
"You brat, you think too much." Zhao Yangtian scolded with a smile and said, "My master's weapons are only high-grade spiritual weapons. You actually want a holy weapon?"
"Disciple, you should focus on your practice. Master has hidden a medium-grade spiritual weapon in Zhutou. I will go over and look for it. It may take some time. If I fail to come back in time, you can do it yourself.
Go ahead and temper your body, and jump out when you can't stand it anymore. However, no matter how painful it is, you must not give up. You must temper your body every day until the medicinal properties of toad blood are completely gone."
"I will obey Master's teachings." Qianyu did not dare to disobey.
Zhao Yangtian left the bare barren mountains and headed to Tingtao Tower.
Tingtao Tower does not have waves, but a dense forest. The breeze blows, and the trees sway with the wind, undulating like waves, making a roaring sound. Living in an attic built in the woods, you can clearly hear it
Tingtao Tower got its name from the sound.
Zhao Yangtian came to Tingtao Tower and started looking for the middle-grade spiritual weapon. However, he had left the middle-grade spiritual weapon here more than ten years ago. He had already forgotten the whereabouts of the spiritual weapon. There were attics in the woods.
The stream flows through the forest, fallen leaves are flying in the air, and the forest is wide and the building is wide. Looking for a medium-grade spiritual weapon is no less than finding a needle in a haystack.
So, Zhao Yangtian searched for seven days in Tingtao Tower, searching almost all the woods and attics, but found nothing. Finally, with the help of Xu Qiuyun, he found the middle-grade spiritual weapon in a place where clothes were hung.
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"Yangtian, why didn't you ask me?" Xu Qiuyun was puzzled. If Zhao Yangtian had asked her from the beginning, he would have been able to find her on the first day. During this period, some female disciples also offered to help, but Zhao Yangtian rejected them without exception.
, he didn’t want to trouble anyone. Then, he wasted seven days in vain...
"I was afraid of affecting your practice, so I didn't bother you." Zhao Yangtian explained. Then, he took off the clothes drying stick and handed the clothes on the stick to Xu Qiuyun. The stick was about seven feet long. Although Zhao Yangtian was not short, the stick
Standing upright, it was a head taller than him.
Zhao Yangtian was not surprised at all by this. He looked at the long stick in his hand with a smile and said in surprise: "Finally found it." (To be continued)