The master's footsteps came from behind, as well as the bloody roar.
"Master, why is there no end to this road?" I asked quickly.
"This is your body. You have the final say. You can find your own way out." came the helpless voice of the master.
"Exit...Exit..." I muttered in panic.
But I couldn't think of an exit for a while.
"Just any exit..." came the anxious voice of the master.
I suddenly remembered that we were on the island, in a dairy processing factory. There was an iron plate in front of me, and I cut an exit.
The moment he closed his eyes and opened them, an identical exit appeared in front of him.
"Jump out." The master shouted and pushed me hard.
I jumped into the air and flew directly out of the exit.
My consciousness paused briefly in the air, and I saw the master who put his hand on my back, but he seemed to be in trance and remained motionless.
Could it be that the master's consciousness also entered my body? I wanted to take a few more glances, but my consciousness returned to my body instantly.
I could see the ground in front of me, and I could see the frost on my hands slowly fading away, but there was still no movement from the master.
I'm anxious, am I really going to kill the master this time?
"It's so dangerous..." Just when I was trying my best to make a sound, a voice came from behind me.
I felt the master's hand leave my back, and the powerful spiritual power also disappeared.
But at the moment, my body is as lively as a hurricane and tsunami. It’s not just my stomach, but my whole body is shaking.
"Master..." But finally, I was able to speak.
"I told you that the process will be very painful, so bear with it." The master said and came to me.
"Are you talking about now?" I forced out these words in pain.
I thought it was just what the master said was painful, but I didn't expect that now is the beginning of the pain.
"Yes, I have helped you absorb all the remaining spiritual power in your body. Just hold on, don't faint." The master said and came closer to me again, and looked into my eyes.
I want to curse, but I can't speak at this moment. It's not that I can't speak like before, but I don't have the strength to speak at all.
Because at this moment, my body was like a tsunami hitting a volcanic eruption. I felt like every inch of my organs was being squeezed, and even every cell in my body was being beaten.
This kind of pain is more terrifying than when Haitang gave me an acupuncture to absorb spiritual power. Anyway, I feel that this kind of pain has exceeded the limit that a living person can bear.
"Thanks to you dragging your broken leg all the way, your body's endurance has improved several levels, otherwise you might not be able to survive." The master looked at me with some distress.
Broken leg, thinking of the insults suffered by myself and my companions, I suddenly became angry.
The feeling that originally made me want to cry in pain was instantly suppressed by my anger.
"It's almost done, we're almost successful, just keep holding on." The master's voice encouraged me anxiously.
The ice and fire in the body finally met, and the cold seawater enveloped the magma from the volcanic eruption. These two things that could not coexist at all were completely compatible.
The water is still cold and volcanoes continue to erupt in the water.
But both parties were no longer restless, and everything calmed down.
"Ah..." A soft feeling came over my whole body, and I couldn't help but shout.
For a moment, I was like a steam engine, with bursts of white mist bursting out all over my body.
"It's done..." came the master's happy voice.
"I...can't move..." I was able to speak again.
"Oops..." the master suddenly shouted.
My whole heart suddenly fell to the bottom. Am I unable to move like this? Completely disabled?
"My bamboo tube rice..." The master's footsteps and his anxious shouting.
It turns out that bad sound was not about me.
"I will poison your bamboo rice sooner or later..." I didn't say this out loud, I just swore secretly.
"It's okay, it's okay, I can still eat it..." The master seemed to have lost sight of me in his eyes.
"Master..." I couldn't help it, I roared angrily.
"It's okay to call out to get rid of the turbid air remaining in the body." The master's words were unclear, and he had already eaten.
Forget it, I won't scream anymore. I finally see my master clearly.
I just knelt on my knees and propped my hands on the ground. I kept lying on the ground. This old thing didn't care about me at all. I should eat and drink.
He actually let me lie there like this until the moon came out.
Finally, I can move.
"You don't care about me..." I slowly twisted my body. I couldn't stand up, so I could only sit on the ground.
"You can only let yourself recover slowly..." The master's eyes dodge when he said this.
"Being your apprentice means you will be lucky." I was about to start sarcastic.
"Being your master will really bring you great fortune." This old guy actually didn't play according to the routine.
"I'm hungry." Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with him.
"No, you can't eat today, and you can't even drink water." The master said seriously.
As for whether it's true or not, I don't know, but I don't dare to risk my life to ask for the truth. I just want to die, for fear that I will really become disabled.
"Then when can I eat and drink?" I looked at the master helplessly.
"Wait until the sun shines at the entrance of the cave tomorrow." The master said and looked at the moon outside the cave.
"Then can I sleep?" Looking at the barbecue in the master's hand, I couldn't help but swallow.
"Okay." The master nodded and continued to chew the meat.
I simply doubted whether the slovenly man in front of me was my master. Yes, I began to doubt it again.
It's impossible to expect him to help me.
I could only move slowly towards the cabin like a dog, no, not like a dog, like a turtle.
I was physically and mentally exhausted after the day, but when I finally got to bed, I wasn't sleepy at all.
"Gulu..." His stomach was empty.
Hungry keeps me awake, hungry makes me worse than death.
I don't know when I fell asleep. The smell of barbecue was always in the air. I felt that the master did it on purpose.
I decided that when I woke up, the first thing I would do was put out his bonfire with urine, and I wouldn't even let go of the barbecue.
When I woke up again, I felt like the world was spinning. The weakness caused by hunger made me forget about revenge.
I'm thirsty and hungry now. I just want to find food and water.
But when he opened the door and went out, it was night outside.
I always remember what the master said. He said I had to wait until the sun hit the cave before I could eat or drink.
What can I do? Now I feel that if I don’t eat or drink, I will probably starve to death before the sun comes up.
I slowly slid to the ground with my back against the wooden house. This trip to Beiming Mountain is really something I will never forget.
"Here..." Just when I was exhausted mentally and physically, a plate of meat and a kettle appeared in front of me.
