Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

As soon as Xiong Ditai finished speaking, Mei Yulan immediately withdrew her hand like lightning, and Luo Kai started coughing inexplicably.

In the back, Qian Xiaoyi saw all this, laughed, and thought to himself: "This Xiong's medical skills are excellent, but his emotional intelligence is really poor."

The five people formed a circle, and Xiong Ditai started by using his magic power, sending the wood-attributed magic power along his palm and into Zhao Rui's body.

A magical power full of vitality flowed along Zhao Rui's meridians, making Zhao Rui feel very comfortable, as if he was ten years younger.

After that magic power reached Dantian, it was like adding fuel to the fire, causing Zhao Rui's fire-attributed magic power to become restless.

After careful feeling, the fire attribute magic power was actually thicker, promoting the circulation of the body at a faster rate.

Zhao Rui was shocked and thought to himself, "Can the magic power in my body also have such an effect?"

He really wanted to try it, but knew that this was not the right time, so he activated his fire-attributed magic power and sent it into the body of the old man named Yao along his palm.

The surging fire-attributed magic power poured into the old man surnamed Yao's body, and was immediately met with a backlash of evil spirit. The omnipresent coldness made Zhao Rui shiver uncontrollably.

"Fellow Daoist, don't be too hasty, take it slow!" Luo Kai immediately reminded him when he saw this.

Zhao Rui nodded, and immediately slowed down the speed of his magic power, forcing out the evil spirit bit by bit.

After a full hour, Zhao Rui was already sweating profusely, and he finally sent his magic power to the dantian of the old man named Yao.

The cold and evil aura almost froze the old man surnamed Yao's dantian, but when Zhao Rui's fire-attributed magic power appeared, the whole world immediately felt warm.

At first, it was just a slight tremor, but soon, it turned into a huge earthquake.

The weak earth-attributed magic power quickly grew stronger, and in about a cup of tea, it had flowed through the old man surnamed Yao's limbs and bones.

At the same time, the old man surnamed Yao's body was like a pipe, with billowing black smoke rising from it, rushing towards the top of the cave.

"Luo...my friend." The old man surnamed Yao finally showed some expression and said in a hoarse voice.

Luo Kai was watching closely, and when he heard the voice he immediately grabbed the old man named Yao's hand and held it in his palm.

A mountain of earth-attributed magic power surged into Luo Kai's body, causing his shoulders to sink.

His face flushed and he tried his best to convert it into golden magic power and sent it out from his left hand.

The place where his left hand was touching was Mei Yulan's jade hand. After he took over the magic power, he converted it into surging water-attributed magic power and sent it into Xiong Ditai's body through his other hand.

The magic power in Xiong Ditai's body was almost exhausted. After the surging water-attributed magic power poured into his body, it was like a downpour after a long drought, and all things grew wildly.

He took a deep breath and hurriedly practiced his skills, converting water-attribute magic power into wood-attribute magic power and sending it into Zhao Rui's body.

A perfect cycle of magical power is running through the five people's bodies. With each completion of a large cycle, it becomes stronger and the speed is getting faster and faster.

Zhao Rui was extremely surprised. He originally thought that the speed of his magic power was already very fast, but he did not expect that the magic power driven by the foundation-building cultivator would be even faster.

That is to say, after three cycles, he surpassed his limit.

This is the power of foundation building. If my five elements are perfect, it will be even faster!

Zhao Rui was thinking that the perfect cycle of magic power had entered a faster speed, forming a real cyclone and blowing up a violent gale.

Among the five men, Xiong Ditai enjoyed it the most. His body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a quarter of an hour, his muscles became full and he turned into a burly man.

But soon, his complexion became ugly, and his skin was cracked and wrinkled, as if it was about to burst.

He tried to shout stop, but his mouth was shut.

Seeing the magic power rushing in again after circulation, fear and panic appeared in his eyes.

"Collect!" At this moment, the old man surnamed Yao shouted.

He pushed his palms slightly outwards, abruptly severing the connection with his magic power.

The four of them fell backwards together. Zhao Rui was still in good condition, but the other three had flushed faces and their clothes were soaked with sweat.

Xiong Ditai lay on the ground, gasping for breath. His whole body seemed to be leaking air and he shriveled up quickly, soon returning to his normal human shape.

Mei Yulan put her left hand in front of her chest, but blood flowed from the small wound on her hand, staining the area red.

She took a quick glance to see what Luo Kai was doing, but found that he was staring at her wet body.

"You rascal! You took advantage of me." Mei Yulan bit her lip and struggled to make a hand gesture to absorb all the moisture from her body.

Seeing this, Luo Kai's originally pale face quickly flushed, and he thought to himself: "She won't find out."

He turned around in a hurry and accidentally touched his deformed hand, and immediately grimaced in pain.

About half an hour later, several people recovered one after another.

The last one was Xiong Ditai. After he opened his eyes, he saw that the three of them had stood up, so he asked, "What happened?"

"Mr. Yao is recovering, do you want to take a look?" Luo Kai said.

Xiong Ditai stood up, walked to the old man surnamed Yao, and began to examine him carefully.

After a moment, he stretched out a finger and poked the old man surnamed Yao on the arm.

A large piece of black scab fell off, scaring the people behind. They only breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the pink skin underneath.

At this moment, the old man surnamed Yao suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Is it fun?"

Xiong Ditai shuddered with fear and said with a chuckle, "A doctor is like a parent. As a medical practitioner, it is my duty to check on the patient's condition."

The old man surnamed Yao rolled his eyes and said nothing.

He shuddered all over, shaking off the scabs on his body, revealing patches of new skin, but some traces of small red spots were still there, which looked a little scary.

"The venom of the corpse flower needs to be slowly eliminated, and it may take some time." Xiong Ditai said.

The old man surnamed Yao stretched his muscles and said, "Chen Zhong is a pervert. He thinks about these things all day long. It's getting harder and harder each time."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly frowned and said, "Little friend Xiong, come and take a look at my back. What is drawn on it?"

Xiong Ditai nodded and walked behind the old man named Yao.

The turtle image had almost completely disappeared at this moment, with only faint marks in some places and the glans at the back of the neck which had not yet disappeared.

When Xiong Ditai saw the blurry tortoise shell, he immediately said, "This... looks a bit like some kind of scale..."

When he saw the glans that had not yet disappeared, he couldn't help but glance at Mei Yulan, coughed and said, "This one... should be Yang Feng."

The old man surnamed Yao frowned and asked, "Yang Feng? What is that? Please explain it clearly."

Xiong Ditai said: "It is the front end of a columnar object."

The four people around him frowned and looked at him in confusion, not knowing what he was talking about.

Brother Xiong looked anxious as he continued to explain, "It's something that all men have. Sometimes it's very big, and sometimes it's very small."