Daoist friend, you are a treasure, let me refine it for you

Returning to his room, Jiang Yu did not know that his disciples had silently made great ambitions.

Soaking in the wooden barrel, the clear water slowly turned red, and the long nails pierced the places, which were still bleeding slowly.

However, this warm water really made Jiang Yu feel relaxed physically and mentally, and even the pain that had been coming was relieved a lot.

Splash--

Until the warm water cooled down, Jiang Yu came out of the wooden barrel that had turned into blood, naked, and stood up with two wooden sticks. The abdomen and legs were densely covered with long nail tails like round scars.

"After washing, the blood stopped flowing. But the nails pierced my legs, which was half useless and I couldn't use any strength at all."

"Master, why did you come out by yourself?"

Hearing the sound of water, Kui Shui came from behind the curtain with a towel and clothes to wipe him and change his clothes.

There is nothing shameful about this. First, both of them have pure minds. Second, for Kuishui, bathing and changing clothes are also the skills of a maid, and she has mastered them very well.

"Try to see how much of a normal person you can be. It seems that you can only be half a normal person. It's hard for you to take care of the sect and serve me."

Jiang Yu was a little embarrassed. As the head of the Water Hall, Kuishui's current affairs are the most tedious. Almost all the big and small things are done by her. She is a bit competitive in her bones, and she is not happy when others help her.

"This is what Kuishui should do. Sect Master, you are kind-hearted, don't think too much about us. I am a slave, and it is a great blessing to receive such kindness from the Sect Master. I just hate that I have done less and cannot repay the Sect Master."

Kuishui carefully put the clothes on Jiang Yu. After seeing the nails all over his legs, he felt heartbroken again.

At the same time, he also believed in the theory of practicing martial arts. If these nails were done by others with malicious intent and did not take lives, it would not make sense.

After being helped to his room, Jiang Yu could only slowly endure the uninterrupted pain, which was even more painful than the initial piercing of the long nail.

Nine days, it takes nine days to successfully refine it, which is really tormenting. Especially when the pain comes, I can't even sleep, I can only stay awake and feel it.

"Such severe pain, if the soul refining liquid and soul beads are not effective, I will never teach them to my disciples.

Moreover, the soul refining liquid requires a living body with intelligence. I wonder if it can be replaced by livestock such as cattle and sheep."

Unable to move, Jiang Yu could only lie in bed and began to think about how to use the soul-burning refining liquid.

He felt that it was very likely that those livestock could not be used as a substitute this time. It was very likely that this living body with intelligence referred to humans, or other human-like spirits.

He had obtained three skills of Yishu. Jiang Yu also had a guess about Yishu's skills in his heart.

Baiyi is indeed Baiyi, but when it is performed, it always feels a bit evil.

Whether it is sealing corpses to make elixirs, turning people into pigs, or nailing living people to refine souls.

These three consecutive skills are obviously not related to the righteous way.

Jiang Yu doesn't think that he has a natural affinity with these evil skills, so he has priority to obtain these.

It is more likely that most of the skills in the art book are not very righteous skills.

"Hiss... So, in the future, my Taixuan Haoyu Sect will probably become a demon cave. But so what, I can't not use the skills of the art book, just talking about this immortal pill, I have the strength to protect myself in the future, and people who claim to be righteous will probably come to ask for it."

Whether it is a demon cave or a righteous way, as long as the strength is enough, external reputation is nothing.

On the first day, the nail mouth bleeds and the pain is endless.

On the second day, the blood disappears and scars appear, and the swelling and pain are unbearable.

...

On the sixth day, the scars fall without a trace, and the skin is as white as a baby.

On the seventh day, the itching is hard to come, and I almost want to saw off my legs.

On the eighth day, the chains are entangled, and the mind is calm and obedient.

On the ninth day, he was able to move freely like an ordinary person.

"Nine days of gestation, the taste is really hard to describe."

Jiang Yu sat at the desk and wrote the last word. He wrote down all his feelings during the nine days of refining the Soul-Fixing Nail, so that his disciples would be mentally prepared for future study.

These few days seemed like several years, and he finally made it through.

Looking down, there was no trace of long nails between his legs and abdomen, and there was no sign that it was full of long nails nine days ago.

Touching it with his hand, he could feel something hard inside, which was the Soul-Fixing Nail.

"It should have been refined now. I can even feel the sixty-four long nails in my body, but now the wounds are all healed. If I want to take them out, hey, I have to suffer again."

After coming to the edge of the pond to take out the nails, Jiang Yu took out a knife after a slight sigh.

Fortunately, he can now feel the position of the long nails in his body and will not cut the wrong place.

In the past few days, he has endured pain day and night. In addition to refining the Soul-Fixing Nail, he has also tempered his heart.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Yu kept slicing his legs with the knife, his expression unchanged, as if he was not facing his own legs.

Jiang Yu was already able to deal with the physical pain without changing his expression, and this pain of cutting flesh was not stressful at all.

The knife in his hand flew up and down, and the long nails pierced into the body were taken out one by one, but he was inevitably covered in blood again.

"Soul-fixing nails... the patterns on them are like blood vessels."

After washing the remaining blood stains on the sixty-four soul-fixing nails, Jiang Yu could see clearly that each nail had a blood-red vein, and a small ball protruded at the end of the nail, beating.

It was like... a heart.

But when you touch it with your hands, there is no feeling of flesh and blood. It is still metal, cold and hard.

"The Soul-fixing Nail has been successfully refined. After a few days of recovery from the nail-removing injury, I will go down the mountain to see if there are any bandits and thieves running into me. Let me test it."

Holding the soul-fixing nail, Jiang Yu felt like he was carrying a sharp weapon, and he eagerly wanted to find someone to use it on.

However, the injury left by removing the nail stopped the urge. Although there was no heart-breaking pain like after the nail was inserted, it still affected the movement. I could only wait until the injury healed before making any plans.

After January, it’s late summer and early autumn.

"The recovery from this injury is slower than I thought. It seems that the kind of speed that remains the same for nine days can only be achieved when refining the soul-fixing nail."

Jiang Yu was currently taking a nap at the entrance of the main hall, sitting in a yellow dragon wood wheelchair that Yimu specially ordered from a carpenter. The injury caused by the nail removal was slower to recover than he thought.

In other words, this is the recovery speed of a normal mortal. A month has passed and it is still difficult to get off the ground.

"Sect Master, brothers Chen Hu and Chen Bao have also entered the country and are talking in the circle."

Kuishui returned from feeding the pigs and hurried to Jiang Yu to report.

"Oh, there is such a long time difference with Ji Chunsheng. I almost forgot if you didn't tell me. But this is not easy to handle. If they teach them the subsequent skills, no one will provide pig blood for rituals."

Jiang Yu held his chin, Chen Hu and Chen Bao broke through. If the different techniques were passed down, they could only let them go back to the mountains and find food by themselves. Without the blood of the sacrificial pig, the success rate and quality of the longevity pill would be reduced. There is less protection.

Therefore, he still needs to think about whether to teach the Dharma or not.