After eating, it was Shura's turn to boil water for himself.
The great elder transformed a bathtub for him out of nowhere.
He boiled a large bucket of hot water and poured it into the bucket. He opened the herbs in his hand, crushed them and threw half of them into the water. After a while, he waited for the medicinal bath and then applied it on his arms and fists.
The moment he jumped into the medicinal bath, he almost jumped out.
The great elder looked at him, shook his head, and said with a smile: "If you can't even bear this little hardship, go back to the Taoist temple as soon as possible, and don't waste my time."
Hearing this, Shura was in great pain and had to sit back again.
Compared with the master's medicinal bath to temper the body, the great elder's medicinal bath is the real tiger and wolf medicine. I just feel the pain of the medicine one after another, deep in my heart.
After holding on for an hour and soaking a bucket of potion, Shura jumped out.
The moment he put on his clothes and applied the remaining herbs to his wounds, he jumped up again in pain!
"Elder, you are murdering your disciples in disguise!"
The moment those chewed herbs came into contact with his skin, it was like a sharp sword cutting into his body. The boundless pain was unbearable!
After yelling, Shura endured it forcefully!
The great elder glared at him and said calmly: "Go back to the cave to rest. Continue tomorrow and don't stop. After you have beaten one pine tree, you will continue to beat it. At least ten pine trees will be beaten before you continue to practice."
When Shura heard this, he almost fainted and fell beside the fire.
Slowly, he returned to the cave and fell down on the quilt he had laid out before.
...
Shura, who got up early, suddenly let out a scream because he found that the wound on his hand had completely healed! After being resurrected with full blood, he can continue practicing again.
After washing up, Shura cooked a pot of porridge.
Then he picked up the bamboo sword that the great elder had whittled for him, and he wanted to test his Ruozhu Sword Intent.
Standing in the morning, reciting Wen Shi Sutra silently in my heart, I waved my bamboo sword in my hand, as if there was a gust of wind,
Because there is no Tao, so there is no Tao; because there is no Tao, there is no loss of Tao...
Every sword he struck was still as ugly as before, but it had a hint of charm.
Although it didn't cut away the spring breeze, nor did it cut off the fallen flowers that drifted by unintentionally, there was a hint of sword intent, like the sharpness of a bamboo sword, slashing towards someone from the edge of the sword.
Then, he heard a tree branch falling down somewhere.
After practicing hard all winter and spring, he finally mastered the nameless sword technique given to him by Qingxu, and derived his own Ruozhu Sword Intent.
He would rather break than bend, and the sword is like a bamboo. This is his unique way of swordsmanship.
Not from Master Qingxu, nor from the Great Elder.
When the wind rises, the sword falls. My sword has been drawn out, I would rather break it than bend it, vowing to kill everything in front of me.
Just as the great elder said, when he breaks the golden elixir, he can replace it with his own iron sword.
He really wanted to know what it would be like after he changed to the iron sword.
As he danced, he could no longer tell which was his arm and which was the bamboo sword. It was as if the bamboo sword had become one with his arm!
When I started whirring, I heard a soft sound of "click!"...
Looking back, it was the elder who was staring at the bamboo branch in his hand in a daze.
He had been training the young man with this bamboo branch all spring, chasing him from Shangqing Temple until he was about to leave a deserted mountain range.
The boy who was not his enemy actually cut off the bamboo branch in his hand with a sword without realizing it.
Thinking of this, the old man smiled.
"Little one, practice quickly. When the golden elixir comes, follow me to the wilderness. I will take you to conquer all directions."
The elder threw down the bamboo branch and went to wash up with his hands behind his back. "I'm hungry. Let's make porridge quickly. Once you're full, you can continue your practice yesterday."
In the distance, the voice of the great elder came.
...
After breakfast and two cups of tea, Shura, who was not afraid of death, came to the mountain stream where he was yesterday.
Today he feels stronger and no longer in pain.
The scar healed and the pain was forgotten, because he had to forget.
This little pain is not considered a talent at all for him. I think about last winter, when I dug that big hole in the snow and buried my parents, brothers and sisters, the owner and his wife, and more relatives...
From then on, he forgot what pain was.
He only has one belief in his heart, and that is to continue to become stronger and then take revenge!
Bang bang bang...
He waved his arms and punched the tree with his fists. The blood once again bloomed into small flowers on the tree.
For a moment, Shura looked at his arms and fists. At this moment, his arms were swollen again, and his fists were bursting with blood.
Bang bang bang...
Above the mountain stream, the sound of punches sounded like thunder one after another.
These explosions lasted until the evening before they slowly stopped...because his bones were exposed.
He tore off a piece of clothes, wrapped his hands, and returned outside the cave. The old man had already prepared dinner.
"I see that you look good today. You have improved from yesterday. You will continue to temper your body after you have eaten enough!"
The great elder tore a piece of barbecue for him and poured him another glass of wine.
"I am serving you now. When you reach the Golden Core Realm, remember to serve me." The great elder kept talking and raised his head and took another sip of wine.
"Don't worry, Great Elder. In the future, my disciple will kill more monsters and roast them for you to eat."
The young Shura is also looking forward to the moment when he and the elder step into the wilderness.
After eating two pieces of meat and drinking half a bowl of wine, the young man ignored the elders and boiled water to temper his body.
Picking up the medical bag prepared by the great elder, he poured hot water into the bucket, then crushed half of the herbs in the medical bag, and then threw the herbs into the boiling water.
"It hurts! It hurts me to death!" The young man screamed like he did yesterday.
"What are you talking about? I know you don't feel any pain today." The elder couldn't get angry, so he threw a branch over and turned it into sword energy, trying to cut off the young man's sharp energy.
"Crack!" A sound.
Shura used his hand as a sword and chopped off the branches thrown by the elder.
The great elder struck out with his sword and cursed angrily: "Boy, do you know how to respect the old and love the young?"
Shura almost shouted out, but he held it back forcefully! Because, his whole body began to tremble again under the stimulation of the medicinal herbs.
After brewing for an hour, the great elder had enough wine and started making tea.
Shura applied the remaining herbs on his arms and fists, then walked over and waited by the fire to drink tea.
Looking at the great elder, he asked: "Great elder, when will my skin stop bleeding... Although you are using this magical medicine, it still hurts?"
The great elder looked at him and smiled and said: "How do I know your physique? Maybe ten days, maybe a month... You will suffer more now, and you will bleed less when you follow me into the wilderness."
Shura looked at him and nodded: "I feel like I'm going to break through tonight."
The great elder nodded and said: "You have eaten so much of my meat and still haven't broken through. Isn't that just like a pig?"
Shura was stunned and replied: "It must be that the disciples are working hard to practice. What does this have to do with eating meat? How about I only eat meat from now on and stop chopping trees in the mountain stream?"
The first elder laughed when he heard this: "I didn't see it. The little guy like you is just like those children taken in by Qingxu. He has learned bad things!"
Shura lowered his head in embarrassment, holding a cup of hot tea and looking up at the night sky.
I thought to myself that this blood feud would only take ten years...
He had a hunch that he would be able to break into the golden elixir this winter.
By the time he reaches the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he will be able to go to Mo Luo Kingdom to find the enemy who killed his father.
The great elder didn't know what he was thinking. He looked at him and said with a smile: "When you come back with me, you will have to reach the fifth level of foundation building. Do you think your master will be scared to death?"
Shura was startled, looked at him and replied: "I don't know if the master will be a disciple, but the third senior sister and senior brother will definitely be frightened, and my sister..."
The great elder took a sip of tea proudly and continued: "That guy Qingxu is herding sheep so that you can live forever. How can I, the old man, push you to death..."
Having said this, the old man shook his head and sighed.
Shura was startled and blurted out: "Great Elder, what happened to your thirty-six brothers? Do you need your disciples to avenge you? Tell me, I will avenge you together!"
The great elder trembled, looked at him with tears in his eyes, and remained silent for a long time.
"Forget it, before returning to the mountain, I will take you to the wild wilderness to see... I have thirty-four brothers left, waiting for you to take them home... "
Having said this, the great elder was like a lone wolf looking at the moon, with anger shooting out of his eyes.
"Where are the other two?" Shura asked in a low voice, not knowing what was going on.
"The other two have disappeared into thin air and their bones are gone. As long as I live, I will wait for you to bring the bodies of my thirty-four brothers back to the mountain gate for burial... Even if I die, I will rest in peace."
"Boom!" With a sound, Shura felt as if he was struck by lightning!
The secret master of Shangqingguan has never followed him. It turns out that the great elder has a blood feud just like him. No wonder he goes crazy from time to time.
"Don't ask your master about this, let alone blame him... It's really not easy for him to keep the reputation of Shangqingguan. Leave this matter of revenge to us."
There is a spark of fire burning in the great elder's eyes, not for himself, but for the growing young man in front of him. This is a new star, a new star before the dawn!
The young Shura looked at the great elder clenching his teeth, looking at the night sky, and shouted coldly: "I have too many blood feuds, please help me to avenge them all! Otherwise, I don't mind using the sword in my hand, Split the sky and split the earth!”
"Boom!" For no reason, a thunder sounded in the sky.
I saw a ray of golden light striking the ancient tree in the sky less than five feet away from the two of them... "Crack!" With a sound, the big tree broke and the upper half fell heavily.
The great elder was startled and was about to scold the young man for not knowing how high the sky is and how high he is...
Unexpectedly, the young Shura looked at the night sky and said disdainfully: "You know you can't kill me, so why do you keep coming to scare me?!"
"Boom!" More thunder and lightning sounded in the sky, as if to warn the boy not to anger him.
"Boom!" A sound sounded like being struck by lightning!
The great elder stared blankly at the young man in front of him, wondering what kind of monster I was teaching, someone who dared to provoke even Heavenly Dao?
Shivering, he poured himself a cup of tea, and the tears in the great elder's eyes became more obvious.
The sky has eyes, and finally let me experience this legend under the stars!
I'm creating a legend! I'm witnessing a legend! I am a legend too!
Thinking of this, the great elder couldn't help but burst into laughter. He laughed without any trace of temperament, like a child, and laughed until tears kept flowing down his face.
"Don't be afraid, Great Elder, that guy is just joking with me... I made an oath to him when I left home, and he has to help me complete it! Otherwise, hum!"
Before Shura could finish speaking, another thunder and lightning finally struck in the sky.
The thunderbolt, which was like a sword, struck the same big tree. The difference this time was that the whole tree was split open by its roots, revealing a huge deep pit!
Shura looked at somewhere in the night sky and replied coldly: "It's not like I haven't done this before!"
Seeing that it was impossible, the great elder quickly covered his mouth: "Stop talking, go back to the cave to understand the breaking situation, and think about the power of these two thunder and lightning... You must learn to take advantage of the situation to break the situation, hurry up ..."
