More than a dozen people around looked at Yang Xiao in surprise. Someone kindly said:
"Junior Brother Yang, don't be impulsive. You have to practice step by step."
"Oh, young people are impulsive. They always want to reach the sky in one step and break through to the emperor level overnight. How is that possible? I have been practicing for forty years, and now I am not at the peak of the emperor level. I am still far away from breaking through to the emperor level. The last kick."
"That's a problem of your qualifications. Your talent is not enough, and it will be the same even if you practice for another forty years."
.......
Amid everyone's discussion, Wanyancuo, the elder of the practice hall, said to Yang Xiao:
"If you think about it, continue to practice and I will arrange for someone to prepare potions for you. Otherwise, you can do whatever you want."
Yang Xiao nodded firmly,
"Think about it and continue practicing."
Everyone listened and stopped talking.
Wan Yancuo had no expression on his face and said to the worker preparing the potion:
"Make black potion for Yang Xiao immediately. Just like yesterday, the concentration is level five."
"yes."
After the worker finished speaking, he immediately brought a large vat over and poured various potions from large and small buckets into the vat. In a moment, the black potion that Yang Xiao needed was prepared.
"Mr. Yang, your Flying Leopard Chasing Divine Liquid is ready and ready for practice."
There were not many people practicing this morning, and the dozen or so members of the Gold Medal Guard were not in a hurry to make medicine. They all looked at Yang Xiao, wanting to see if he could practice safely.
Yang Xiao glanced at everyone, jumped into the medicine vat, and sat in it, with the black medicine submerged up to his neck.
A moment later, an intense numbing sensation hit the skin all over his body.
Yang Xiao gritted his teeth and persisted, and the muscles on his face began to deform a little.
After a while, the intense numbness became more intense, like a burning pain.
"ah!"
Yang Xiao couldn't help shouting.
The people around looked at Yang Xiao nervously, and someone said kindly:
"Junior Brother Yang, if you can't hold on, come out. Don't hold on, and be careful with your body."
"Don't explode."
"Junior Brother Yang, the road to becoming a god is not that easy, don't be impatient!"
...
Elder Wan Yancuo looked at Yang Xiao coldly.
Yang Xiao gritted his teeth and held on, his face flushed, his body trembling, his forehead sweating like rain, and his facial muscles had long been deformed.
The burning pain was like being roasted in a fire, excruciating pain.
Yang Xiao now realizes that Wan Yancuo is right. The pain of continuous infusion of medicine is even more intense. Today is several times more painful than yesterday. In other words, the effect of yesterday's medicine accumulated in the body has not been fully absorbed and dissipated.
After the first ten minutes of suffering, the burning pain that was worse than death began to slowly transfer from the outside of the skin to the muscles, bones, and internal organs in the body.
Yang Xiao was startled, and suddenly felt a sense of despair and collapse. If this continued, problems would most likely occur, and he thought of giving up.
Seeing Yang Xiao's expression of extreme pain, Wanyancuo frowned and finally couldn't help but say:
"Yang Xiao, give up and come out."
After hearing this, Yang Xiao was about to jump out of the medicine vat. Suddenly, a cold breath began to arouse from deep inside his body, traveling through his internal organs, bones, muscles, and bones, and finally reached his skin.
Wherever this cold breath touches, the burning sensation in the body is reduced a lot.
Yang Xiao was shocked. There was no such cold breath when making the medicine yesterday. How could there be a cold breath today?
In just a short moment, the pain in Yang Xiao's body was greatly reduced, and his expression was no longer so ferocious.
The dozen or so members who were watching, including the elder Wan Yancuo, were also confused. They didn't know what happened to Yang Xiao's body. They looked like they were in pain just now and were about to give up. How come it was another situation in the blink of an eye?
Everyone looked at Yang Xiao silently.
Although Yang Xiao still felt very painful, the pain was within his own tolerance, so he continued to stay in the tank.
The black potion in the medicine jar gradually became clearer. After half an hour, it became clearer and clearer, and finally turned into a jar of clear water.
Yang Xiao looked at the clear water in the medicine vat, jumped up, and ran towards the nearby runway, running like crazy.
Everyone looked at Yang Xiao's running back in astonishment.
"What the hell, Junior Brother Yang, you've only been here for two days and you started brewing level five potions straight away, and you continue to brew them. Is this okay?"
"This kid is really a monster!"
...
Yang Xiao ran like crazy, and every cell in his body was roaring at this moment.
A roar came to mind in my heart, it was Fei Bao's roar.
The Flying Leopard Magic Skill was activated, and a powerful warm current began to replace the cold feeling in my heart just now.
Warmth flowed throughout his body, and the burning pain began to become much lighter under the warmth. Yang Xiao could clearly feel that every cell in his body was activated, his blood boiled, and he ran more vigorously.
Elder Wan Yancuo frowned as he looked at Yang Xiao running like crazy.
He hasn't figured out yesterday's question yet, and Yang Xiao has now asked him a new question. This kid is really a monster.
Wanyancuo glanced at the people around him and said:
"Don't be stunned, hurry up and make some medicine. Look at Yang Xiao who has only been in the academy for two days and is practicing hard. Look at you again. Don't you feel ashamed that you are not active even after coming here twice in a week?"
These dozen members of the Gold Medal Guard were all senior generals of the empire. However, after being scolded by the elder Wanyancuo, they lost their temper at all. They all lowered their heads and ran dejectedly to brew medicine in their own medicine jars. went.
Some people murmured in their hearts,
"MoDan, I also want to take medicine every day, but my body can't bear it. If I take it twice more, I'll be dead!"
Wanyancuo said to the staff again:
"Go and prepare the red potion for Yang Xiao."
"Yes, elder, I'll get ready right away."
"Remember, two jars of red potion."
...
Yang Xiao ran wildly, feeling the roar of the cells in his body. This feeling was very strange, as if a person was living a new life. He knew that this was the interaction between the Feibao Chai Shen Liquid and Fei Bao Shen Gong. Dramatic evolution began to occur.
After running fifty kilometers, Yang Xiao returned to the place where the medicine was made. The staff had already prepared two bottles of Feibao Marrow Cleansing Cream Red Potion.
Elder Wan Yancuo stood nearby.
Yang Xiao jumped directly into the tank.
"ah!"
A scream pierced the sky, startling the people who were brewing the medicine. They all turned to look at Yang Xiao, and then laughed endlessly.
"Boy, you have today too."
Thousands of silver needles pierced every pore. How could one scream in agony at that feeling?
What Yang Xiao didn't think about was that today's stimulation was stronger than yesterday, which was probably related to the evolution of cells in the body.
Yang Xiao jumped into the medicine vat, screamed, and stood up instinctively.
As a result, a big hand was pressed directly on the top of Yang Xiao's head, and a soft force enveloped his whole body, making him unable to move.
Yang Xiao was pressed directly into the medicine jar, and the red medicine flooded up to his nose.
"What's there to say? How can I make a breakthrough if I can't bear this little hardship?"
A cold voice came from behind, it was the voice of Elder Wanyancuo.
The big hand that pressed down on Yang Xiao just now naturally belonged to Wanyancuo.
In Yang Xiao's heart, ten thousand horses roared past, and he cursed in his heart,
"Nima, I can't even scream. It hurts. Why don't you try?"
However, he had no time to think too much. Every pore in his body was experiencing miserable pain, and he almost fainted from the pain.
A cold breath rose from the bottom of my heart again and began to flow through every inch of skin and pores. Wherever it passed, the pain was greatly reduced.
