Survival on a deserted island: I opened the blind box with my mouth

Chapter 252 Successfully Washing the Tendons and Cutting the Marrow
If it doesn't work, just close the door and release Pharaoh, at worst let Liu Yuan and him tie for the championship.

It's just that as a disciple of the Hunyuan Taiji Sect, according to the rules, if he loses, he will also withdraw from the competition...

It seems that in the end, I still have to ask myself, work hard, take more baths, and complete the task of washing the tendons and cutting the marrow as soon as possible.

When the time comes, I will not believe it or not to slap the mouth of his "crooked dragon king" justly!
"What do you think?"

"Master, I want to take another bath!"

"Uh...don't worry, besides, soaking in medicinal baths is not the solution after all. If you really want to contribute to the martial arts, then you have to continue to cooperate with the tumbling sand and stones! How about I ask your senior brothers to start preparing now?"

"Master, it's getting late, good night!"

"???"

Ding!Resentment coin +1000!

Looking at the apprentice who was still worried about the country and the people just now, who wanted to throw his head and blood for Huaxia Wulin, went so resolutely, Ma Baoguo shook his head, with mixed feelings in his heart.

This closed disciple is indeed superior to other disciples and even himself in terms of talent, but his behavior is very weird. I hope this martial arts prodigy will not let him down.

……

Chu Sheng, who returned to the tent, tossed and turned a little at first, but when he thought about it carefully, he was not a martial arts hero, but just a hard worker who was forced to travel through time.
Besides, let alone destroying the family for revenge, as far as their martial arts temper is concerned, because a bowl of tofu nao can draw swords and fight each other.

Such a group of people who are prone to blow up hair, don't care too much!

Otherwise, how could it be said in the biographies of rangers that Confucianism uses literature to promiserate, while chivalry uses martial arts to violate prohibitions.

If you want to live an orderly and stable life, it is still very necessary to keep a distance from Wu Fu in the future.

Although he practiced martial arts in a daze, his original intention was not very pure.

I am like a fake fan during the World Cup, you must correct your attitude and recognize this!
After some criticism and self-criticism, Chu Sheng turned over and fell asleep...

In the dream, my perspective is very low, and everything around me seems extremely depressing, what's going on?

After a while, the scene in front of me is suddenly enlightened, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, which makes people feel very comfortable.

At the foot of the mountain is a family with smoke curling up from the kitchen. It looks poetic and picturesque like an ancient painting with splashed ink, full of charm.

Chu Sheng stretched out his short hand awkwardly, and slowly pushed open the door in front of him. With a "creak", the scene inside came into view.

The simple wooden furniture is fresh and refined, and the cigarettes are curling up, which is quite Zen.

On the wooden couch, a chubby old man was sitting cross-legged in meditation. Chu Sheng couldn't help but sigh: the old man was originally a mortal guest, but now he is a fairy in the painting.

"This is……"

Not far away, the "Cold Kiln Ice Seed Bathtub" made by myself was quietly placed in the corner, and the thick cold air drifted away, which instantly made Chu Sheng feel separated and realized that he was in a dream.

But this feeling is very strange, knowing that everything in front of me is illusory and created by idealism, but it is so real, as if I am in a large-scale real-scene VR game.

Chu Sheng walked slowly to the bathtub. At this time, the "Cold Kiln Ice Seed Bathtub" was much taller than him.

Chu Sheng jumped into the bathtub, and the mist was pushed away, and his face was reflected in the yellow soup.

"I... Shit, how did I become..."

In the water, I have a broad head, a big face, small eyes, a shoveled nose, and white hair all over my small head?No, there are three blue hairs growing on the forehead.

On the back is "wearing" a silver cloak.

"Brother Flathead?" Chu Sheng's short legs went weak, and the whole badger was in bad shape.

Even though he knew that he was dreaming, the reflection in the bathtub was enough to shock Chu Sheng into a state of scorching.

All of a sudden, the eyes were full of brilliance, and the house collapsed, only the fat old man remained motionless.

The collapsed houses and furniture turned into shining dust and disappeared with the wind, and the surrounding environment seemed to be falling into the "Starry Sky" by Van Gogh...

The star with the big sheep's buttocks rotates at an accelerated speed, making an ethereal sound like a bowl and a chime, stirring the soul of Chu Sheng.

Chu Sheng's mind was buzzing, and his feet went limp and fell into the "cold kiln ice seed bathtub".

puff-

The yellow soup potion poured into Chu Sheng's mouth unreasonably. It was astringent and bitter. It still had a familiar taste and formula, but the amber bathtub world was full of wit and wit.

A green dragon and a white tiger are chasing each other underwater, which is really lively.

The whole body is translucent, and it looks like a spirit body at first glance, absolutely extraordinary.

Just when Chu Sheng was getting excited, suddenly the two cuties were no longer fun...

However, when he was unprepared, the green dragon and white tiger suddenly adjusted their postures, advanced in unison, and shot toward Chu Sheng's eyebrows like a galloping thunder!

"Ah..." Chu Sheng roared in pain, the huge force of inertia stirred his brain, and the pain made him feel as if his head had burst!

Without the internal vision function, although he couldn't see what was happening in his brain at this moment, Chu Sheng could still clearly feel the anxious bondage of the two forces, entangled with each other, rushing left and right.

Slowly, the green dragon and white tiger were not limited to the inside of the skull, but actually spread joy in his body. In an instant, he had eight meridians, his limbs and bones seemed to be whipped by a poisonous whip, and the heart-piercing pain made Chu Sheng scream.

Even though he knew it was a dream, the pain was so real that it couldn't be more real.

Chu Sheng, who was choking on the water, kept rolling, eager to escape but could not. Now he would rather die on the spot than stay in his dreamland.

"Don't listen to the sound of Chuanlin beating leaves, why not scream and walk slowly." An old voice came from outside the fish tank.

Chu Sheng heard it clearly, this is not Master's voice, who is that?
Could it be the old man sitting cross-legged and meditating on the window sill when he first entered the room?
"what……"

Another severe pain that whipped the soul hit, and Chu Sheng couldn't help but let out a heart-piercing cry.

But the poem of the old man sitting in meditation has become an infinite single loop, playing in Chu Sheng's ears repeatedly.

Miraculously, the pain did not decrease as Hong Zhong Dalu repeated the reading, but Chu Sheng gradually got used to it.

The naughty green dragon and white tiger soldiers are divided into two groups, swimming between the muscles and bones of the whole body.

A piercing pulse, like a cold current of ice and snow, just brushed by iron needles;
Another vein of raging fire, like scorched gold flowing stone, red fire magma.

"Wash the tendons and cut the marrow?" The four words leaped into the brain like a voice from outside, and they suddenly understood.

Gradually the two forces merged and softened, and finally sank in the dantian.

At some point, the underwater Chu Sheng imitated the appearance of an old man sitting in meditation for no reason, sitting cross-legged quietly, looking good.

A honey badger in the bathtub is ups and downs, fluttering, with a spring breeze on its face.

Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang!

"Is it a heartbeat?"

"No, it's the sound of the two converging forces sinking in the dantian, like the breath of a fetus."

As the clear-headed Chu Sheng discerned the source of the sound, the finally quiet power in his dantian suddenly exploded like a nuclear bomb.

"what……"

Following Chu Sheng's roar, the real him stood up and jumped up at the same time, posing the word "Tai" in the air!

Just at this moment, the tent was torn apart, as if it was shattered by the huge internal air pressure...

Chu Sheng, who escaped from the dream and suddenly returned to reality, found himself hanging in mid-air, and was immediately stunned.

Before he could finish the screening, he sat down heavily on the ground.

(End of this chapter)