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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of Tianlong Chapter 17: Taking Pills

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    Chapter 17 Taking Pills

    Xiao Yuesheng showed a smile, this is the third-grade Yihe Pill.

    He waved his hand, and three pills flew into his hand. The brilliance flowed in the palm of his hand, with a hint of heat, as if they had flesh and blood and came to life.

    This feeling was extremely strange. He held it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully.

    Inside the glass-like pill, it is like a ball of flame burning, the flame is beating, with spirituality, and it seems that it will break out of the pill at any time.

    Xiao Yuesheng thought about it for a while, but decided to forget it. He gritted his teeth and decided to take a risk. He just threw one into his mouth without testing the effect of the medicine.

    It melts in your mouth, and your mouth is immediately filled with fragrance, as if it floats directly into your head, giving you a feeling of being tipsy, which is wonderful.

    He sat cross-legged, adjusted his breath, catalyzed the power of the medicine, and looked inside to observe what was going on in his body to see if the medicine was really that magical.

    After a while, a trace of hot air rose from the lower abdomen, curling up continuously, light but not dissipating, dissolving like a thread, and circled around the body.

    Xiao Yuesheng was overjoyed and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed like this medicine was not poison and nothing serious would happen.

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

    His soul is powerful and his intuition is surprisingly sharp. He believes in it, so he dares to take the medicine without hesitation.

    The wisps of heat gradually melted away, and the inside of the lower abdomen became hotter and hotter, as if it had changed from warm water to hot water, and then to boiling water.

    The muscles of the body seemed to be aching, and the bones seemed to be gnawed by hundreds of ants. It was extremely itchy, and I wanted to scratch my heart and lungs and tear myself into pieces.

    As the heat surged, the itching feeling became more intense. Even though his will was as strong as iron, he still found it difficult to deal with such an itching.

    His face turned as red as a cooked prawn, his upper teeth sank into his lower lip, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. His whole body was shaking, and he was sweating like pulp, as if he had come out of a pool. There were water stains all over his body.  It's caused by sweat.

    Gradually, his mind became a little blurred, and he seemed to be unable to suppress it, but the unyielding will in his heart became stronger and stronger. This was his unyielding to heaven and earth, and his unwillingness to face the decline of life.

    Nearly an hour later, the muscles on his body suddenly started to move. They stood up and squirmed one by one, as if a gopher was walking under the sand, and his body trembled even more violently.

    The redness on his face slowly faded away, and he returned to normal. The sweat was no longer as rapid. He just felt comfortable all over, and his bones seemed to have melted.

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    After a while, he took a long breath, opened his eyes, and suddenly light burst out, and the room was brightly lit, as if two lanterns were lit.

    He chuckled, stood up, punched out, and with a "bang" sound, the heavy alchemy furnace moved flatly a foot away, almost hitting the wall.

    He retracted his fist, opened it, clenched it, opened it, and clenched it again. After a few times, he nodded with satisfaction. The power of this punch, the internal energy rolled out, but there was no strange feeling at all. The meridians were thicker than  Several times before.

    ? ? After careful exploration, the meridians are smooth and the internal energy circulates in them, as if a carriage is driving on a road wide enough to accommodate ten carriages.

    The meridians grew stronger, as if a hair turned into a finger, which was far beyond his imagination. He never expected that the third-grade Yihe Dan could have such a magical effect.

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

    Jianhu Palace Hall

    Xiao Yuesheng was dressed in a green shirt, with a long sword hanging on his waist. He was sitting in the main seat with a calm expression and a smile on his face. He was as warm as the spring breeze, which made people feel close to him.

    He said to the old man sitting in the first row on the right: "Uncle Rong, I was about to leave the palace today, but I encountered a terrible disaster."

    Rong Zijou 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 rosy, his energy was strong, and his eyes were as bright as torches, which was quite intimidating.

    He was stunned and said quickly: "Master, the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations? Where is that?"

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "For a while, I wanted to practice a pair of elixirs and give them to my disciples to strengthen their muscles and bones. The only difference is that there are two elixirs missing. The Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations has these two elixirs."

    He smiled again and said: "The Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations is the residence of a friend of mine. It is opposite the Lancang River. You can get back in a few days."

    "Take a few disciples with you!" Rong Zijian said hurriedly.

    "No need." Xiao Yuesheng smiled and shook his head, saying, "My friend's father is quite eccentric and will not allow strangers to enter the valley."

    "So, the leader's friend is not very old, right?" RongZiju smiled and said with a flash of his eyes: "I wonder if it's a boy or a girl?"

    Xiao Yuesheng laughed, shook his head, laughed without answering, and said: "Uncle Master, keep an eye on them and don't let them practice too much. It is good to be diligent, but too much is not enough. Not only is it not fast, it will hurt the body."

    "Yes, Sect Leader." Rong Zijuan nodded in agreement.

    Since Xiao Yuesheng took over as the leader, he has taught everyone about the swordsmanship, and the exquisiteness of it has made them intoxicated. They all practice swordsmanship, without sacrificing their own lives or even their lives.

    Xiao Yuesheng knows very well the way of heaven, the balance of yin and yang, and the way of relaxation. However, doing this is harmful rather than helpful, doing twice the result with half the effort.

    ¡°That¡¯s good, I¡¯ll leave everything in the palace to my uncle!¡± Xiao Yuesheng smiled and clasped his fists.

    Rong Zijui smiled and said: "Master, should we recruit some more disciples?"

    Xiao Yuesheng thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Let's wait for a while. After they have laid the foundation and established our name as Wuliang Sword, it will not be too late to recruit new disciples."

    "Yes!" Rong Ziju nodded solemnly.

    Xiao Yuesheng stood up, clasped his fists and said, "If nothing else happens, disciple will leave!"

    "Master, take care! Be careful in everything!" Rong Ziju said solemnly, with a serious look on his face.

    "Don't worry, uncle." Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded, quite confident. Although his martial arts is not the best in the world, he has no problem in protecting himself.

    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 looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, which was like the roar of cranes flying up to the sky. It lingered and could be heard within five miles.

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

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, knowing that this must be Zhong Wanchou's whistle. He had deep inner strength, but now he was inferior to him.

    After a moment, a figure flashed out, with a tall figure and a long horse face. It was Zhong Wanchou, with small eyes flashing fiercely.

    Seeing Xiao Yuesheng standing with his hands behind his hands, looking at him with a smile, Zhong Wanchou was startled, then laughed, and said haha: "It's you, kid, yelling randomly! I thought some guy was impatient and came to the door.  It¡¯s a provocation!¡±

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and clasped his fists: "Senior Zhong, you are fine. How is Miss Zhong Ling?"

    He knew that Zhong Wanchou was not a good person, but he was the father of Zhong Ling's sister. If he didn't look at the monk's face or the Buddha's face, he would not be so shameless as to kill him.

    "Okay! Okay! Ling'er has been talking about you for a while!" Zhong Wanchou laughed loudly, stepped forward and patted his left shoulder hard.

    " Xiao Yuesheng received a slap as if nothing had happened, which made Zhong Wanchou startled. He didn't expect it to be a real slap. He remembered that this kid's movements were extremely slippery and he couldn't rely on his body.

    After a palm strike, he stared in surprise: "Hey, boy, when did you have such deep inner strength?!"

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "It's far worse than Senior Zhong, I'm just a master of the class!"

    "That's not right!" Zhong Wanchou shook his head, not accepting the bowl of soup, and said doubtfully: "I remember last time, although your swordsmanship was good, your internal strength was so bad that you couldn't stop me from drinking it. But now, why did your internal strength suddenly change?  Is it so profound?¡±

    "It's just that this junior has some good luck." Xiao Yuesheng smiled and didn't want to talk anymore. He changed the subject and asked with a smile: "I want to meet Miss Zhong Ling."

    Zhong Wanchou showed a strange smile: "You want to see my Ling'er, okay, let's go into the valley!"

    Xiao Yuesheng took one look at him and was surprised. He didn't expect that Zhong Wanchou didn't object to being able to enter the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations so easily.

    Zhong Wanchou is not a fool either. He grinned uglyly and said, "You will be Ling'er's husband in the future, and you are not an outsider!"

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled bitterly. Although he felt attracted to Zhong Ling, he felt that this little girl was innocent, cute, beautiful and charming. He wanted to kiss her, but it was not the kind of love between a man and a woman.

    As soon as they entered the valley, they saw Zhong Ling wearing a pink singlet and a pair of deerskin boots. He ran up to him and stood in front of him. He said excitedly: "Brother Xiao, it's really you!"

    Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand, patted her shoulder, and said with a smile: "Sister, things have been going well lately. Have you found the little Diao?"

    "Found it, it has already ran back!" Zhong Ling nodded, staring at Xiao Yuesheng with bright eyes, looking around.

    "What, is there flowers on my face?" Xiao Yuesheng touched his face and asked with a smile.

    Zhong Ling shook his head, opened his eyes wide and said in surprise: "Brother Xiao, your skin seems to be better, you look much brighter!"

    "Where are you going, Xiao?" Suddenly there was a cold scolding, crisp and tender, but filled with murderous intent.
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