Chapter 7

Early in the morning, the breeze is gentle, the sun is shining, and the sky is cloudless.

"Come on, boy!"

"Hurry up!"

Bursts of urging came from a hidden forest in the back mountain of the Han family.

At the moment, Wang Chen was wearing only a pair of shorts and bare his upper body. Bean sweat was flowing downward. It refracts brilliance in the sunlight.

His face turned red, he clenched his teeth, and the green veins on his head emerged one by one, so ferocious!

On his body, he was holding a finger sized hemp rope. Looking back along the hemp rope, a huge stone weighing hundreds of kilograms kept rolling towards the hillside under his pull. Every time he pulled, Wang Chen felt exhausted. The huge friction and gravity made him feel powerless.

It took a whole morning for Wang Chen to pull this stone to the hillside. Suddenly, he sat down on the ground and breathed powerlessly, as if he had gained a new life.

This is Ling Zhan's so-called special training. Although Wang Chen's physical strength has far exceeded the third level of body refining, it is still too weak for Shenwu blood to activate all the potential of Shenwu blood.

"Get up, go in and soak!"

Less than ten seconds after Wang Chen had just sat down, Ling Zhan's voice came again, pointing to the big barrel next to him and shouting at him.

It took Wang Chen a long time to get this thing last night. This dense forest is located in a hidden place in the back mountain of the Han family. No one will come here at all. It is a good place for him to practice.

Reluctantly, he stood up and dragged his tired body to the edge of the wooden basin. Ling Zhan took out a bag of medicinal powder and poured it into the water. In an instant, he saw several bubbles in the originally cold water, the temperature suddenly rose, and the color gradually became light milky white.

"OK, go in!" seeing the change of water, Ling Zhan nodded with satisfaction and said to Wang Chen.

"Can't the water open?" Wang Chen swallowed his saliva hard when he saw the hot air.

"There's so much nonsense, go in!" ignoring Wang Chen's words, Ling Zhan's virtual shadow waved his hands, and Wang Chen was thrown up in an instant.

Dong

The crisp voice came, and he was directly thrown into the barrel.

There is no imagined feeling. Although the water temperature has increased a little, it should only look like 34 degrees, which has no impact.

"Absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, hurry up!" before Wang Chen could feel it well, Ling Zhan's voice came.

Dare not be careless, Wang Chen quickly sat cross legged in the barrel. Suddenly, the milky water flooded his chin, leaving a head standing on it to breathe.

With a steady and powerful breath, Wang Chen soon felt the influx of Zhenyuan force.

A faint white yuan force flowed into his body along his mouth and nose and swam slowly among his muscles and veins.

Gradually, Wang Chen devoted himself to cultivation. When zhenyuanli swam in the muscles and veins, he enjoyed the feeling of fullness.

However, things changed at this time, but in half a minute, he felt something wrong.

The whole skin felt an unbearable numb pain, numb, as if thousands of ants were climbing and biting on their own bodies.

Gradually, this unbearable feeling began to spread towards the body. Every inch of skin and every cell began to feel such unbearable pain.

"If you want to waste these herbs and your cultivation, give up. Hey, boy, don't forget your goal!" it seems that you also feel the change of Wang Chen and even guess Wang Chen's idea, Ling Zhan said faintly.

Looking at Wang Chen with his eyes closed, a creepy smile appeared on his mouth.

Hearing Ling Zhan's words, he thought of the clan ratio next month, his goal and the Wang family. Wang Chen gradually calmed down, took a long breath, clenched his teeth, continued to absorb vitality, and let the unbearable pain invade his body.

The body trembled slightly, the teeth clenched and made a creaking sound, the green veins on the head slowly bulged, the face was slightly pale, and a burst of stuffy hum from time to time.

He can clearly feel that with the numbness and pain, a subtle energy flows into his body and is transmitted to every cell, which is undergoing quenching.

It was a kind of pain that life was worse than death. It was a kind of heart piercing pain, but Wang Chen knew he couldn't give up. This was his only chance. He had to stick to it even when it was difficult.

Looking at the pale Wang Chen, Ling Zhan took a long breath and nodded with satisfaction. Yes, he insisted. Now the medicine is helping him strengthen his body and muscles.

Ordinary people really can't bear such medicine. Only Wang Chen, who has built a solid foundation to the level of terror in a few years, can bear it without being hurt. Even so, the suffering is unimaginable. At the beginning, he also received such reinforcement. Unfortunately, for the first time, he failed to stick to it.

Seeing Wang Chen like this, Ling Zhan was even more gratified. At the same time, he was a little excited. He finally gave back his pain to others. When he thought of this, he showed a successful smile.

Wang Chen didn't know all this. With the vitality flowing into his body between exhaling and inhaling, the medicine in the barrel was gradually absorbed by him, and the milky white gradually faded. After an afternoon, it was completely transformed into a basin of water, and there was no medicine anymore.

"Damn boy!" seeing this scene, Ling Zhan himself grew up and muttered to himself.

So the medicine was absorbed? This guy is still not human. He thought these drugs were enough for him to use for three days. He didn't expect to be absorbed in one day, which was far beyond his imagination.

He smiled bitterly. It seems that he underestimated this guy.

When the setting sun shone on the earth, Wang Chen slowly opened his eyes. His face had recovered as usual. His eyes were shining with a smart look and energetic, as if he had not been devastated at all.

"OK?" seeing the milky water clear again, Wang Chen asked Ling Zhan in doubt.

"Cough......" when Wang Chen pulled him back to reality, a trace of embarrassment flashed on Ling Zhan's face: "generally, it's a little worse than the original Lao Tzu! Well, it's pretty good!" he said without conscience.

His face is not red and his heart does not jump, but he has become a master liar.

Hearing his words, Wang Chen was released. He jumped out of the barrel, stood on the ground, felt the cool wind, took a long breath, full of energy, and showed a smile at the corners of his mouth. He could clearly feel the progress of his day, which was better than the effect of practicing for a week or even a month in the past.

"Do you want to continue?" thought of this, I couldn't help asking again.

"Well... Well, come here first today and continue tomorrow!" the corners of his mouth twitched, and Ling Zhan was a little depressed.

Seeing Wang Chen's appearance, his eyelids jumped fiercely! Pervert, this guy is definitely pervert. Does anyone practice like this? He roared in his heart.