For Qiu Yu, practicing in another world is really a torture, because all shortcuts were taken, allowing him to grow into a soul-melting powerhouse in the shortest time. He really experienced too much hardship and pain, and the previous blood pool
Each exercise is equivalent to peeling off a layer of skin, and I also suffered a lot when practicing the Nether Seal and Crazy Dragon Claw.
However, dabbling in the Nine Nether Brutal Sword at this moment made Qiu Yu feel that his previous experience was really insignificant. The severe pain seemed to be swallowing up his nerves, and it was worse than death. At first, he could grit his teeth and hold on, but after about a quarter of an hour
, fine beads of sweat appeared on the already painful face, and he could no longer hold on, rolling back and forth on the grass, looking embarrassed.
Not far away stood a huge blue bird. It turned its head and looked over, with a curious look in its eyes. It wondered why the owner was so crazy. After looking at it for a moment, it really didn't understand, so it stopped paying attention and just stayed there.
He stood in his original position and looked around with vigilant eyes, as if carrying out his guard duty.
Even so, he didn't make a sound, for fear of alarming Xiao Nizi in the tent. He still chanted the magic formula silently in his mouth, and his inner breath became ferocious and terrifying, violently colliding back and forth in his meridians, making his whole body feel like he was in a torrent.
, as if being swallowed by a monster.
It was truly a perverted martial skill, and the backlash was too strong. Qiu Yu was exhausted from the tossing, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. He no longer had the energy to roll. The surrounding grass was swaying here and there, and he was almost convulsing while lying in it.
Gradual loss of consciousness...
Just when Qiu Yu was about to fall into coma, a stream of clear breath appeared in his meridians, making his mind suddenly clear. He felt that wherever the breath touched, the pain was slightly relieved. It was an unexpected surprise, although it was still painful.
He is dying, but he can barely endure it. What's going on?
Xiaojiu, who was within the sea of consciousness, was sitting on the pavilion, with gloating eyes flashing in his bright eyes. He watched Qiu Yu being tortured with great interest, but he didn't even have the slightest pity, and secretly cursed bitterly. It's really right.
If you always disobey me and insist on making your own decisions, you will suffer more.
Knowing the doubts in the brat's mind, she snorted coldly: "Idiot, this is the effect of the earth's saliva, otherwise you would have lost consciousness and entered a state of obsession."
Qiu Yu suddenly realized that he had been tortured by this martial arts that tortured people without paying for their lives. He had forgotten that he had taken the elixir treasure before. It was probably that the effect of the medicine had taken effect and started to suppress the martial arts' backlash. At the same time, he was also frightened for a while.
It seems that the secret book of Jiuyou Cruel Sword is correct. Only those who have the fragrance of the earth can practice it. Otherwise, if you practice it rashly, you will definitely die.
The coolness is like a gentle drizzle suppressing a raging fire, allowing Qiu Yu to maintain his sanity and continue to recite the formula silently, and follow the map in the sea of consciousness to practice the way of refining Qi. For this reason, after practicing the true meaning of the sword manual, he can naturally
There is skill in wielding a sword.
The pain was still bone-piercing, but fortunately Qiu Yu also found another way to deal with it, that is, Xiao Jiu, who is as beautiful as a fairy in the sea of consciousness. No, maybe it is more appropriate to call her a goblin, especially since this girl has no clothes.
Ah, the stunning beauty is already shocking, and the curvy body is completely exposed, and the skin is like gelatin...
Staring at Xiao Jiu's graceful body, Qiu Yu felt a lot stronger, so he gritted his teeth and persisted, refining his energy until dawn. It really took too much energy, and in the end he lay motionless in the grass, as if his whole body was trapped.
As if washed by water, the whole body was wet, steaming out in the cold morning, like steamed buns just out of the pot.
Looking at the other side of the tent, Han Yu'er came out of it, her graceful body exposed in the sun, the morning light reflected her pretty face, her long eyelashes flickered slightly, making her bright eyes and teeth more beautiful, forming a beautiful scene for anyone to look at.
It’s a picture that makes everyone feel relaxed and happy.
Xiao Nizi's eyes glanced around, she saw the blue bird, but did not see Qiu Yu's figure. She couldn't help being surprised, and secretly wondered where this kid had gone. Could it be that he was angry with me and left me alone?
, No, he shouldn’t be so stingy!
Her doubtful eyes stayed on Qingniao, and Han Yu'er felt confident that Qiu Yu's mount was still there, so she asked softly, "Where is your master?"
The blue bird is very psychic. Waiting here all night is equivalent to protecting the master. As a beast, it didn't understand very well at first. What the master was doing tossing and turning in the grass seemed crazy. What on earth was he playing? There was no woman following him.
Let's play together? Later, we finally figured out that the master should be in cultivation, so he tried his best to protect him.
Hearing Xiao Nizi's inquiry, it barked in a low voice and led Han Yuer over with its two long legs, arriving at the location of its owner a few feet away.
Seeing Qiu Yu lying in the hot grass in the heat, Han Yu'er was startled and said in a voiceless voice: "Xiao Yu, what's wrong with you?" In panic, she quickly stepped forward, bent down to check, and was even more surprised.
That is to say, overnight, the originally high-spirited young man became decadent. His whole body seemed to be washed with water, and he lay exhausted and weak. His condition was very poor.
"I'm fine... I just made some mistakes in my practice..." Qiu Yu responded very weakly. He was definitely not pretending. Last night, he dabbled in the masochistic martial arts of Jiuyou Cruel Sword for the first time. It really consumed a lot of spiritual energy. Fortunately,
I also had my first glimpse of the door, and I gained a little bit, but I was so tired that I almost felt empty.
"Ah... wouldn't that be very dangerous?" Han Yu'er was horrified. The process of practicing was full of risks. The most worrying thing was making mistakes during practice, which would most likely lead to obsession, which was very dangerous.
At this moment, Xiao Nizi forgot about the unpleasantness they had had with each other. She was just worried about each other's safety and was about to cry.
What a good girl, I must not hurt her in the future, otherwise I will suffer divine punishment! Qiu Yu sighed secretly in his heart, and in order to prove that he was okay, he forced a smile on his face, "It doesn't matter..."
Han Yuer didn't care so much anymore. Now Xiaoyu was soaked, and the cold outside was still mixed with the north wind. She was afraid that Qiuyu would be hit by the wind and cold again, so she quickly picked up Qiuyu and walked quickly to the tent, with tears in her eyes.
After all, I couldn't help but slip off and fly with the wind.
It was much warmer in the tent, and the situation was urgent. Han Yu'er quickly undressed Qiu Yu, took off her soaked clothes, covered him with a quilt, and asked with great concern, "How are you feeling? Are you still cold...
..." Then he made another accusation, choking and saying: "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have been so angry with you. It was so cold last night, but I kicked you out..."
Enjoying the VIP treatment made Qiu Yu feel better. After all, it was very uncomfortable to lie on the cold ground just now. Compared with the current situation, it was a world of difference, especially Yu'er's attitude had changed drastically.