"Not good!"

Chen Heng never imagined that this object of unknown origin would fly up on its own as if it had an independent consciousness and take the initiative to dedicate itself. In just an instant, the pill has become an established fact.

This sudden change far exceeded Chen Heng's cognition, making him a little stunned all of a sudden.

"It's over, it's tricked!"

Chen Heng gasped, and before he could think of a countermeasure, a burst of colic suddenly occurred in his abdomen, as if all his intestines were twisted together. The pain made his face pale, and immediately affected the injury again, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"Oops!"

The sharp pain felt like a volcanic eruption, and it became worse and worse from time to time. Chen Heng covered his stomach, couldn't even straighten his waist, his legs trembled, he couldn't stand on his feet anymore, he plopped and rolled to the ground.

"Sure enough, this thing is not a good thing, it must be Meng Anhu's bastard again......"

Chen Heng came to his senses, gritted his teeth, his hatred for Meng Anhu reached its peak, he straightened up his pointed pickaxe, went to the other party and worked hard, and he did not hesitate to die together.

However, now he can't even stand up, let alone fight with people. The surging pain almost overwhelmed his body and mind, and he rolled on the ground in pain, crying endlessly.

Chen Heng was originally a person who was extremely patient, and coupled with years of hidden illness, he had long been accustomed to pain. Rao is like this, this meridian is broken, and the pain of breaking his liver and intestines has also destroyed all his endurance.

He had the illusion that the flesh and blood meridians all over his body were constantly tearing apart, and then recombining and reuniting. And he, in the process of this seemingly never-ending cracking, was subjected to inhumane torture, like a badly battered worm, wallowing pitifully on the ground, wailing, dying.

In the middle of the tumble, the table was knocked over, the chair was knocked off, and even the wooden bed was damaged, falling apart and turning into a pile of loose wood.

After Chen Heng became a miner, he chose to build a simple thatched hut in a canyon far on the left side of the mine as his home. There are no neighbors living around, and it smells of isolation.

He likes a quiet life.

But being alone is sometimes very fatal, for example, right now, even if Chen Heng demolishes the entire thatched hut and makes a big noise, even if he breaks his throat, no one will know and come to help visit.

"Ahh......h

Chen Heng's shout was hoarse, and a pair of fists were clenched tightly, slamming the ground frantically. A layer of sweat the size of a soybean was stimulated, and his whole body was clothed*.

These beads of sweat turned out to be jet black, rolled into a piece, very viscous, and emitted a pungent fishy smell.

It's strange to say that after forcing out this weird black sweat, the feeling of pain in the bone marrow seems to be slowly weakening.

I don't know how long it took, but the pain that was about to crack all over my body finally slowly stopped.

At this time, Chen Heng was exhausted, his hands and feet were lying in a "big" shape, his whole body was trembling slightly, he only felt that every bone and every meridian in his body no longer belonged to him, and he couldn't even move a little finger.

He only hoped that he could lie like this for a hundred years.

But alas, just a moment later-

"Gollum!"

The silence was broken by a strange noise, and it seemed that a frog was hiding in its belly, making a strange sound at an inopportune time.

Chen Hengwei screamed, and he didn't know where he got the strength, and pulled out a big night pot from under the rotten wooden bed like a whirlwind, and then hurriedly took off his pants and squatted up.

Hula!

The sound of opening the floodgates was extremely alarming, and then a foul smell rose to the sky, and immediately smoked the two poor little flying insects passing by in mid-air to the ground, with their feet facing the sky, unable to move, and did not know whether they were dead or alive.

The expression on Chen Heng's face was extremely exciting, his face was so red that he almost fainted.

......

"I can't stand it!"

After half a salary, Chen Heng grabbed the door and fled, because he was in a hurry, his pants were not fully dressed, revealing his white buttocks.

He stopped after galloping up a hill, and then he froze.

Compared with the pain of the previous moment, dead and alive, he is simply alive and vibrant, indescribably refreshing and comfortable. Not only did the injury heal, but I also felt that my cultivation had improved a lot all of a sudden.

What's going on with all this?

Chen Heng's face was shocked, and he sat down to spit out.

This sitting is a few hours, and when I open my eyes, it is already evening, and the sun is setting in the west.

"Actually, I broke through?!And as soon as I broke through, it was the fifth layer, and I was now a cultivator of the Seventh Heaven of the Celestial Body Realm......

Chen Heng muttered to himself in disbelief, his face full of ecstasy.

"Is the shit lucky......?

He furrowed his eyebrows. Judging from the current situation, it can basically be judged that the pill was definitely not put by Meng Anhu, so its origin is worth playing.

However, this matter is too unbelievable, all kinds of mysteries, and it is not reasonable at all.

He only knew that the elixir was definitely a first-class good product, and if he ate it, it could make people undergo a transformation, and the flesh and bones of the whole body seemed to have been replaced, and they were no longer as weak as before, but full of vitality.

The spirit of the whole person also seems to have been washed by spiritual water, with sensitive senses, rapid response, and a new temperament.

With the breakthrough in cultivation, Chen Heng could feel the surge in the strength in his body, like the feeling that the flood accumulation was about to burst during a rainstorm.

Even, his injuries were as if the ice and snow had melted, and he couldn't feel it at all.

"What kind of pill is this? Could it be the legendary 'Creation Pill'?"

Chen Heng had heard that there was a kind of elixir that could "consolidate the foundation and cultivate the yuan", make up for the congenital deficiencies, and go to the acquired dregs, which was infinitely infinite, the most precious, even if it was a cultivator, it was rare to see. Unbelievable, it was unbelievable that one would fall into the sky and take the initiative to jump into his mouth.

"Am I dreaming?"

Chen Heng muttered to himself, but the pain he experienced and the changes in his body really reminded him that all this was by no means a dream.

But if it's not a dream, how can there be such a bizarre and absurd thing?

Chen Heng smacked his lips, he couldn't figure it out...... Forget it, if you don't understand it, you just don't want to, and put it aside for the time being. It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, and his condition can't be worse, just a single person, what are you afraid of?

The threshold of cultivators was narrowed so much at once, so that Chen Heng suddenly saw hope. Perhaps, the dream that I have always had in my heart is no longer a dream.