It hurts!

This is Yang Ye's true feeling now, he really wants to jump out of it, but when he thinks of his mother who is suffering in the Hundred Flowers Palace, he suppresses this tempting thought.

Soon, the skin on Yang Ye's upper body was falling off piece by piece, yes, like a snake changing its skin, one by one, it was constantly falling off, such a scene was extremely terrifying.

Fortunately, just as he was in pain, the green water took effect, and a trace of energy continued to invade Yang Ye's body, and then quickly repaired his body that was burned by the ghostly fire. It is precisely because of these energies that Yang Ye's body will not be completely burned to ashes by this Netherworld Ghost Fire, but this will make Yang Ye suffer.

After all, it's not a good feeling to be burned by the Nether Fire!

Slowly, an hour passed.

Yang Ye's facial expression had been completely distorted and deformed, it was not burned, but caused by excessive pain. However, although it was so painful, Yang Ye did not shout a word from beginning to end.

Yang Ye's performance made the old man on the side nod secretly. Originally, he was only a little interested in Yang Ye, far from appreciating it, after all, even if Yang Ye's talent was good, it was not in his eyes, but after a few days of getting along, Yang Ye's performance made him have the idea of accepting apprentices.

It's just that Yang Ye cultivates swords, which makes him a little helpless, because he is also very unfamiliar with the way of swords.

Looking at the Yang Ye holding on in the bathtub, the old man sighed in a low voice, and then walked into the hut.

Time passed little by little, and Yang Ye had been in the bathtub for nearly three hours. These three hours can be said to be the most painful period in Yang Ye's life, because his body is constantly damaged, and then constantly repaired, and he has to keep "enjoying" this process over and over again.

Now the reason why he can persist is because of a belief, and this belief is to have strong strength!

At dawn the next day, a round of red sun slowly crawled out of the sky, and wisps of morning light poured down, falling on the body of Yang Ye in the bath bucket, as if draping a thin golden veil for Yang Ye.

"Squeak!"

The door of the thatched hut was slowly opened, and the old man walked out of it on crutches, he came to Yang Ye's face, and nodded slightly when he saw that the water in the bath bucket had turned all black, and then said: "Those elixirs have been absorbed by you, come out, stay on, without those spirit grasses to repair your body, your body will really be burned to ashes!"

Hearing the words of the old man, Yang Ye, who was in the bathtub, opened his eyes suddenly, and then jumped out of the tub. After jumping out, Yang Ye lay on the ground, and then breathed heavily, letting the sunlight pour on his body.

Although he came out now, he still felt a burning pain all over his body, but it was not as strong as before!

The old man made a slight move, and the white flame in the bath bucket quickly flew to his hand from the bath bucket as if it was alive, and put away the ghost fire, the old man looked at Yang Ye and said, "In the future, you will go to the bottom of the waterfall to withstand the impact of the water during the day, and then continue to stay in this bath barrel at night until your body is completely transformed!"

"Do you have to continue like this at night in the future?" Yang Ye sat up suddenly, looked at the old man, and lost his voice.

"Of course!" Mu Lao nodded and said lightly, "You think you can improve your physical body only once? If it is so easy to improve your physical body, then the profession of physical cultivation will not be extinct!"

"Physical cultivation?" Yang Ye became interested and said, "Is it the kind of Xuan who specializes in cultivating the physical body?"

Mu Lao nodded and said, "Physical cultivation was also extremely strong ten thousand years ago, but for some reasons, physical cultivation encountered some calamities, and then the number of people became smaller and smaller, and this is another painful profession, so there are even fewer cultivators." ”

"Is the body strong?" Yang Ye asked with some curiosity. The reason why he cultivated the physical body was because he found that the physical body of the Xuan Beast was very strong, and in addition to the existence of the golden Xuan Qi that could strengthen the physical body, he wanted to cultivate the physical body, otherwise he would not have cultivated any physical body, after all, except for the Xuan Beast in the Southern Regions, there seemed to be no one who could cultivate the physical body!

"Very strong!" The old man's eyes flashed with a slight fluctuation, and after a while, he said: "There was once a person who cultivated his physical body to the point of immortality and immortality, and the inviolability of ten thousand laws, at that time, even if he was in the same realm as him, the Sword Emperor who was known as breaking ten thousand laws with one sword could not do anything about him. Because his body itself is equivalent to a demigod artifact!"

"Immortal and indestructible, all laws are inviolable!" Yang Ye rolled in his throat and said in shock: "Doesn't that mean that he is equivalent to being invincible?"

"Invincible?" Mu Lao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and said: "This is not counted, although the Sword Emperor of that session is not his opponent, it does not mean that the Sword Emperor of other generations is not his opponent." It can only be said that physical cultivation is also an extremely strong existence, and it should be said that any profession cultivated to the extreme is extremely strong!"

Yang Ye nodded, and then asked again: "Senior, you said that there are several generations of the Sword Emperor, and the Sword Emperor is a person, or"

"It's a title!" Mu Lao seemed to think of something, then looked at Yang Ye and smiled, and said, "Haha, I forgot, aren't you a candidate for the Sword Emperor?"

"I'm the candidate for the Sword Emperor?" Yang Ye was a little confused.

The old man smiled and said: "There is a mountain, called Sword Emperor Mountain, located in the middle of the Southern Regions, there is an ancient sheath on that mountain, as for the origin of the ancient sheath, no one knows, anyway, this ancient sheath is an immortal weapon, and it is a conscious kind." As for the title of the Sword Emperor, it has something to do with this ancient sheath, because the person holding the ancient sheath is the Sword Emperor. And if you want to be recognized by this ancient sheath, then you need to at least comprehend the sword intent, and the person who comprehends the sword intent is also called the candidate for the Sword Emperor, and you not only comprehend the sword intent, but also have a clear sword heart, now you understand, right?"

"An immortal weapon" Yang Ye's throat rolled, the immortal weapon is above the Dao weapon, and it is also the kind of consciousness, if you get this ancient sheath, the combat power must be like a sword!

"Senior, do we have a Sword Emperor in the Southern Regions now?" Yang Ye asked.

The old man shook his head and said, "Since the death of the Sword Emperor three thousand years ago, there has never been a Sword Emperor in the Southern Regions, and that ancient sheath should have been lonely for three thousand years." However, speaking of this, the old man looked at Yang Ye and said, "It shouldn't be lonely, because you appeared, it's not the old man who praises you, you should be able to trigger the Sword Emperor battle in the future!"

"Sword Emperor Dispute?" Yang Ye was a little stunned again, and now he found that his knowledge was too shallow.

"After the death of each generation of Sword Emperors, the ancient sheath will automatically fly back to the Sword Emperor Mountain to sleep, and then wait for the next Sword Emperor. And if you want to get the recognition of the ancient sheath, you have to first awaken the sword spirit of the ancient sheath, and after awakening the ancient sheath sword spirit, the sword spirit will notify the entire southern region and summon the world's sword geniuses to go to the Sword Emperor Mountain to compete with the person who awakened it.

"Defeat the world's sword genius" Yang Ye muttered in a low voice, I have to say, this Sword Emperor is also a little too terrifying. How many people in the world are cultivating swords? If a person wants to defeat all the sword geniuses in the world, although he is not invincible all over the world, the difficulty is also quite terrifying, and the challenge can be higher than the realm of being challenged by two orders

Seeing Yang Ye's shocked expression, Mu Lao smiled and said, "I think you kid has the potential to be the one who awakens the ancient sheath sword spirit, and competes with the sword geniuses of the whole world, isn't it very exciting to think of this?"

Yang Ye smiled bitterly and said, "The younger generation didn't think about it so much, they just wanted to have strong strength, and then they could rescue their mother." By the way, don't you know the origin of the ancient sheath?"

"I know a little!" The smile on the old man's face retracted, and he said: "It's also a poor guy, hey, don't talk about it, hurry up and cultivate, those are still a little early for you, you still have to train your physical body to a level comparable to a king-level mysterious beast!"

Hearing this, Yang Ye also retracted his thoughts, saluted to the old man, and then ran towards the waterfall.

Looking at Yang Ye's back, the curtain elder smiled in a low voice and said, "Sword Emperor"