After traveling through time, my blood became a panacea

A few days later, in the main hall of Baiyun Martial Arts School.

Dao Er sat in the main seat, and the four registered disciples below stood with their heads bowed respectfully.

"Are you healed?" he asked calmly.

"Yes, the disciples are fine now." The eldest brother said respectfully. They didn't need to take healing pills for their injuries, they just needed to eat a lot.

Dao Er tapped the seat handles rhythmically. After a while, he said slowly, "Your strength is still too low."

All four of them lowered their heads.

"Do you feel unwilling and ashamed?" Dao Er asked. Seeing the three people lying on the ground that day reminded him of the scene when he and Jian Yi were pinned down by the mountain tribe boy and were unable to resist. That's why he asked this question.

The third brother was fine, but the other three clenched their fists and looked ashamed and angry when they heard what was said.

"Master, I, your disciple, want to pay back the shame of that day with my own hands." The eldest brother raised his head and said with a resolute look. The other three also looked at him expectantly. The master was so powerful, there must be a way to make them stronger.

"You have no talent for cultivation, and you started practicing too late. Your current strength is only obtained by taking shortcuts."

Hearing this, the light in the four people's eyes suddenly dimmed.

No talent for cultivation, no talent for cultivation! They had heard this from the old hall master countless times, but they were really unwilling to accept it!

"However, if you want to become stronger quickly, there is a way. It's just that..."

Dao Er looked seriously at the four people whose eyes suddenly emitted endless hope.

“You’re going to pay a lot for this.”

"Disciple is not afraid of paying the price, but I am afraid of suffering the shame of that day again in the future." The eldest brother said in a loud voice.

"That's right! Master, please teach us!" The four of them knelt down.

Dao Er looked at the four excited people and said slowly, "It will be more painful than the three days after swallowing the stomach."

The four of them turned pale for a moment. After all, only a few months had passed, and the agony they felt at that time was still fresh in their memory. Five of their former fellow apprentices had lost their lives because of this.

"Disciple, don't be afraid." The eldest brother gritted his teeth and said fiercely. He didn't have the talent of others, he didn't practice like others since he was young, he was inferior to others in everything, but he wanted to catch up and surpass others. There was no such a cheap thing in the world without paying a huge price.

After a period of struggle and hesitation, the second and fourth brothers also made up their minds and followed the eldest brother's footsteps.

Only the third brother was hesitant. Seeing that the other three had expressed their opinions, he did not want to appear cowardly, and did not want to be left behind, so he expressed that he was not afraid, but his words were obviously not as firm as the other three.

Dao Er smiled coldly: "Once you start, you won't have the chance to regret it!"

"Disciple has no regrets!"

Dao Er was silent for a moment, then said, "Well, let's see what you can do. If anyone among you can satisfy me, I can accept you as my disciple."

As soon as he said this, the hope in the eyes of the four registered disciples suddenly turned into a burning desire. A formal disciple is definitely not comparable to a mere registered disciple. It is a status that will give you the opportunity to inherit the master's legacy in the future. The four of them were so excited that they trembled all over.

"But four people are too many. Third brother, forget it and quit."

Someone has to stay to look after the martial arts school, and the three of them.

The third brother was stunned at first, his eyes dimmed. He knew that his performance just now did not escape the master's eyes, but he was also relieved inexplicably. He had almost reached his limit. Compared with the five who died and the two who lost their chances, he was already excellent. Therefore, he was only disappointed for a short time, and he quickly adjusted his mentality.

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Three years later!

The name of the Baiyun Martial Arts School in Qingyang Town has become quite famous in the past two years. Although there are only four disciples in the entire martial arts school, except for the reclusive and young-looking owner, these four people are not simple. Every time they go to Jiufeng Mountain and come back, they have made gains. This is even better than the disciples of the only two cultivation families in Qingyang Town.

There are also rumors that the monks in the neighboring Yanfeng Town are even more wary of Baiyun Martial Arts School.

The local residents of Qingyang Town kept their distance from the people from Baiyun Martial Arts School. There was no other way. Their eyes were too scary, and they exuded an extremely cold aura. Their eyes were like those of a vicious wolf choosing its prey or a poisonous snake lurking in the dark.

Dao Er's training of the three registered disciples was simple and brutal. He would break most of their bones with one palm, leaving only a breath of air.

The three people in this state fell to the ground like a puddle of mud. Not to mention moving, even the simplest breath would aggravate the pain they already had.

However, even in this state, they first had to endure an hour, and then go to the place where the exotic beast meat cooked by the third brother was located dozens of meters away. They had to endure boundless pain, using their jaws, teeth, forehead, and all other methods to make themselves less painful, and crawl like a snail, little by little to the place where the meat was.

Only in this way can they slowly recover from their injuries through swallowing, and only in this way can their stomachs be squeezed out of their maximum potential when the host is on the verge of death, and only in this way can the fusion between the two be deepened sharply.

The third brother was so angry after seeing such an inhumane training method that he broke out in a cold sweat and was extremely grateful that his master let him quit.

In this way, after five times, the eldest, the second, and the fourth brother's temperaments changed drastically, and they exuded a terrifying aura all the time.

After that, they began a more painful training method, swallowing various minerals. If there had not been any previous accidents, according to normal training, it would have taken them about ten years to enter this stage. But now, it has only been less than a year.

After swallowing these polished and smoothed refining materials, they would constantly feel the pain of a knife twisting their body. The digestive power would run wildly, fighting a life-and-death struggle with the hardness and spirituality of the materials themselves.

Unlike before when their bones were broken and they were like a puddle of mud, although the pain they suffered at that time was even greater, as long as they could endure it, it was another kind of enjoyment. They devoured the flesh of exotic beasts with high spiritual energy content hunted by their master himself. They could clearly feel their broken bodies being pulled back little by little from the brink of death at a speed visible to the naked eye, until they returned to the peak.

Now, after swallowing the ore once, they would be in excruciating pain for seven or eight days at the shortest, and more than ten days at the longest. Their deepest experience was that every day felt like a year, and that they were in endless suffering.

They looked ferocious and roared, wanting to destroy everything they saw, but they were powerless and could only roll on the ground, groan, and even cry and regret.

However, as Dao Er said before, once you start, there will be no chance to regret.

Many times, the third brother couldn't bear to watch and begged for mercy from the master on their behalf. It was too miserable, the most painful punishment in the world was just like this. But it was still useless.

More than a year passed, and the endless purgatory-like days of the three people finally showed a little change. They gradually adapted to swallowing the ore. Although they were still pale and weak, they no longer rolled on the ground in an untidy manner.

Bronze body, iron body, silver body, these are the realms of the Tao that Dao Er told them. As they gradually adapted to swallowing ore, they finally entered the first level of Bronze Body.

This realm can fight against the third level cultivators of the Human Yuan Realm. Faint metallic luster can be seen deep in the flesh and blood of the three people.

Such a radical method could easily cause the monks to die suddenly midway. If Dao Er had not secretly attacked, even if each of the three had ten lives, it might not be enough.

After that, the four of them started hunting in Jiufeng Mountain again. As their strength improved, it became easier for them to capture prey. In Yanfeng Town and Qingyang Town, the third level of the human element realm was already considered a good strength, and it was enough to be the captain of a hunting team.

Among the four, three can reach the third level of the Human Yuan Realm. With great skills and courage, they continue to go deeper into the Jiufeng Mountain until they approach the second peak.

During this period, the four of them naturally encountered other monks or locked on the same prey.

At this time, the four disciples of Baiyun Martial Arts School, strictly speaking, there were only three, who never gave in. Firstly, their cultivation path required them to consume a lot of food. Secondly, due to the extreme torture, the mentality of the three had already changed. No matter whether the opponent was five or ten people, as long as they dared to compete with them, they would fight.

Crazy, strong, vicious, and willing to exchange injuries for injuries, etc., these are how the monks from Yanfeng Town evaluate the disciples of Baiyun Martial Arts School.

Once, the Tong family spread the news that the master of Baiyun Martial Arts School was extremely powerful and could not be easily provoked. At that time, few people took it seriously. After all, Dao Er lived in seclusion and rarely took action. But the reputation of the disciples of Baiyun Martial Arts School was earned through hard work.

The most brilliant battle of the three was the siege of a fourth-level human realm cultivator family elder. The final result was shocking, the elder's spiritual energy was exhausted and he had to retreat.

The three men's bodies were strong, and they could withstand the attack from the fourth level of the Human Yuan Realm. Although they would suffer some injuries, they were already numb to the pain and did not take it seriously at all. Instead, they took the opportunity to launch a violent counterattack.

In terms of momentum, the family elder was completely overwhelmed by the three men.