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As soon as he beckoned, three pills flew into his hand, and the brilliance flowed in the palm of his hand, with a trace of heat, as if there was flesh and blood, and he came to life.

It was a strange feeling, and he held it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully.

Inside the glass-like pill, it was like a flame burning, the flame was beating, and it was like it would break out at any time with a spirit surname.

Xiao Yuesheng thought about it, but forgot it, gritted his teeth, and decided to take a risk, without testing the efficacy, and threw one directly into his mouth.

It melts in the mouth, and suddenly the mouth is full of fragrance, as if it floats directly into the head, giving birth to a slightly drunken feeling, which is wonderful.

He sat down cross-legged, pranayama, catalyzed the power of the medicine, and opened his inner vision, observing the movement in his body to see if the medicine was really that magical.

After a while, a trace of heat rose from the lower abdomen, curling endlessly, faint but not dissipating, like a silk wisp, circling the body.

Xiao Yuesheng was overjoyed in his heart and breathed a sigh of relief, so it seems that this medicine is not poison, and nothing will happen.

This time, he took the medicine rashly, and without testing, he did it recklessly, but he had a strong intuition in his heart that the medicine was fine.

His spirit is strong, and his intuition is also surprisingly sharp, and he is quite convinced, so he dares to take the medicine categorically.

The silky heat gradually dissolved, and the lower abdomen became hotter and hotter, as if warm water turned into hot water, and then into boiling water.

The muscles of the body seem to ache, and the bones seem to be gnawed by hundreds of ants, and the itch is so strange that they want to scratch their hearts and lungs and tear themselves apart.

With the surge of this heat, the itching sensation became more and more intense, even if his will was like iron and steel, it was difficult to face such a strange itch.

His face was flushed, like a boiled prawn, his upper teeth were sunken into his lower lip, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, his whole body was trembling, and he was sweating like pulp, as if he had come out of a pool, and there was a water stain under his body, all formed by sweat.

Gradually, his mind became a little blurred, and he couldn't suppress it, but an unyielding will in his heart became stronger and stronger, which was unyielding to heaven and earth, and unwilling to decline life.

After nearly an hour, the muscles in his body suddenly moved, one by one, and squirmed, as if a gopher was walking under the sand, and his body trembled even more.

The flush on his face slowly faded, returning to normal, and the sweat was not so fast, he only felt comfortable, and his bones seemed to be melted.

With a light breath, he knew that the medicine surname had completely ended, ** had passed, and now it was acting on the muscles, and the medicine on the bones had been exerted.

After a moment, he let out a long breath, opened his eyes, and suddenly the light burst out, and the room was bright, like two lanterns.

He smiled, stood up, punched out, and with a "bang", the heavy Dan furnace moved flat out a foot away, almost hitting the wall.

He withdrew his fist, opened, clenched, opened and clenched, and after a few times, nodded with satisfaction, the power of this fist, the internal force rolled out, but there was no sense of abnormality, the thickness of the meridians was far more than several times before.

Carefully probed, the meridians are smooth, and the internal force circulates in them, as if a carriage is driving on a wide road that can accommodate ten carriages.

The meridians grew stronger, as if a hair had turned into a finger, far beyond his imagination, but he really didn't expect that Sanpin Yihe Dan would have such a miraculous effect.

In this way, according to his deep internal strength, he is confident that he has become one of the top masters today, which is enough to protect himself.

Xiao Yuesheng in the hall of Jianhu Palace was dressed in a green shirt, with a long sword hanging on his waist, sitting in the main seat in the middle, his expression was peaceful, with a hint of a smile on his face, warm as a spring breeze, which made people feel very close.

He said to the old man sitting in the first row on the right: "Uncle Rong, I want to leave the palace today, but I have suffered a thousand calamities. ”

Rong Ziju was wearing a Taoist robe, sitting firmly on the chair, leaning back, leaning on the back of the chair and looking at him, his face was ruddy, his spirit was vigorous, and his eyes were as bright as a torch, which was quite intimidating.

He was stunned and hurriedly said, "Master, Ten Thousand Tribulation Valley?...... Where is that?"

Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile: "For a while, I wanted to practice a pair of pills, and I gave them to my disciples to strengthen my muscles and bones, but I missed two kinds of medicines, and there are these two medicines in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations." ”

He smiled again: "The Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations is the residence of a friend of mine, on the opposite side of the Lancang River, and it takes a few days to come back. ”

"Let's take a few disciples with you!" Rong Ziju said busily.

"Not necessarily. Xiao Yuesheng shook his head with a smile and said, "My friend's father has quite a quirk, and he can't allow people to enter the valley. ”

"In this way, the friend of the head of the family is not very old, right?" Rong Ziju smiled, his eyes flashed: "I don't know if it's a man or a woman?"

Xiao Yuesheng laughed, shook his head, smiled without answering, and said: "Uncle Shi looked at them a little, don't let them practice too much, it's good to be diligent, but if you don't do it too much, not only will you not be happy when you enter the country, but you will hurt your body." ”

"Yes, sir. Rong Ziju nodded, quite agreeing.

Since Xiao Yuesheng took over as the head of the house, he has ordered everyone's swordsmanship, which is subtle, so that they are fascinated, and they all practice swords, without sparing their lives, as if they are dying.

Xiao Yuesheng knows the way of heaven very well, the balance of yin and yang, and the way is the way, like them, but it is harmful and useless, and the result is half the effort.

"That's good, everything in the palace is entrusted to Uncle Shi!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled and clenched his fists.

Rong Ziju smiled and said, "Master, should we recruit some more disciples to come in?"

Xiao Yuesheng thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Just wait for a while, when they have laid a good foundation and broken out of our Boundless Sword, it will not be too late to recruit new disciples." ”

"Yes!" Rong Ziju nodded solemnly.

Xiao Yuesheng got up, hugged his fists and said, "If there is nothing to do, the disciple will leave!"

"Take care, be careful!" Rong Ziju said solemnly, with a sincere expression.

"Uncle Shi rest assured. Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded, quite confident, although his martial arts cannot be said to be the best in the world, there is no problem with self-preservation.

Xiao Yuesheng stood under a big tree, looked around, and remembered that this place was the entrance to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations.

He raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, like a crane soaring above the nine heavens, soaring into the sky, lingering, and could be heard within five miles.

Before the whistle fell, another long whistle sounded, like a bell, shocking, and like the muffled thunder of spring.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, knowing that this must be Zhong Wanqiu's howling, he has deep internal strength, but now he is inferior to himself.

After a while, a figure flashed out, burly, with a long horse face, it was Zhong Wanqiu, and his small eyes flashed with fierce light.

Seeing Xiao Yuesheng standing with his hands in his hands, looking at himself with a smile, Zhong Wanqiu was stunned, then laughed, and said, "It's you kid, you're yelling nonsense...... I thought someone was impatient enough to come to the door to provoke!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and clenched his fists: "Senior Zhong, don't come unharmed, how is Sister Zhong Ling?"

He knew that Zhong Wanqiu was not a good person, but he was the father of Zhong Ling's sister-in-law, and if he didn't look at the face of the monk and the face of the Buddha, he would never pull down his face and kill him.

"Okay!Okay!Ling'er, she's still talking about you for a while!" Zhong Wanqiu laughed, took a few steps forward, and slapped him on the left shoulder.

Xiao Yuesheng slapped him casually, which made Zhong Wanqiu stunned, but he didn't expect it to be really filmed, I remember that this kid's body is extremely slippery and unreliable.

After a palm, he glared at him in surprise: "Hey, boy, when did you have such deep internal strength?!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "It's far worse than Senior Zhong, the class has an axe!"

"That's not right!" Zhong Wanqiu shook his head, didn't take this bowl of [***] soup, and said suspiciously: "I remember that last time, although your swordsmanship was good, your internal strength was terrible, and I couldn't help but drink it, but now...... , why is the internal force so deep all of a sudden?"

"The younger generation has some chances. Xiao Yuesheng smiled, didn't want to say any more, diverted the topic, and asked with a smile: "I want to see Sister Zhong Ling." ”

Zhong Wanqiu showed a strange smile: "If you want to see my family's Ling'er, let's go into the valley!"

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him and was quite surprised, he didn't expect to enter the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations so easily, Zhong Wanqiu didn't object.

Zhong Wanqiu is not a stupid person, and he grinned ugly: "You will be Ling'er's husband in the future, and you are not an outsider!"

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, for Zhong Ling, although he felt tempted, he felt that this little girl was innocent and cute, beautiful and charming, and wanted to kiss her, but it was not the kind of relationship between men and women.

As soon as he entered the valley, he saw Zhong Ling wearing a pink shirt, a pair of deerskin boots, trotting up, standing in front of him, and excitedly said: "Brother Xiao, it's really you!"

Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand, patted her fragrant shoulder, and said with a smile: "Sister, it's been good lately, can you find the little mink?"

"Found it, it's already running back!" Zhong Ling nodded, staring at Xiao Yuesheng with bright eyes, looking at it.

"What, don't I have flowers on my face?" Xiao Yuesheng touched his face and asked with a smile.

Zhong Ling shook his head, opened his eyes and said in surprise: "Brother Xiao, you seem to have better skin, and you are much brighter!"

"The surname is Xiao, where to go!" suddenly said with a cold voice, crisp and delicate, but with killing intent.

(To be continued)