But later, in the repeated experiments using her as a container, her pain had completely dissipated, and now she could feel it completely.

I have lost a lot, and no one knows about this except me...

She liked other people's strange looks, after all, she had endured it for a long time before.

Although I seemed to be able to remain calm and at ease, and even stayed out of it, every time I thought of the days when I was used as a substitute, I felt particularly bitter.

Almost, just almost, she even became herself.

In the past, she had only two paths to choose from: one was to be obedient and become a vessel, and be possessed by the power of the Tao; the other was to become a demon and be killed by the power of the Tao.

She chose the latter, but met Bai Yunshu and did not die.

Because she lost her sense of pain, that's why she was still chatting calmly with Bai Yunshu when he was carrying her on his back.

She knew that she was about to die, but it was Bai Yunshu's master who said that if she was a step later, she would probably have gone to the underworld.

At the time, she thought that although it hurt, it might have some benefits.

After all, death is painful... Why did I still feel pain when I first joined the sect?

Especially after seeing how miserable I was, I felt even more sorry for myself.

Later, when Xuan Yingzong recovered from his injuries, Nan Lezhi took good care of himself and became the richest elder.

Sometimes, Nan Lezhi still feels like a monster.

She has joy, sorrow, grief, and happiness, but no sense of pain. She knows how badly she is injured and how painful it is. She doesn't realize she is hurt until she sees blood.

After seeing blood, she can find the wound. If she vomits blood, she has to go to Geng Jihuan.

After all, she was completely aware of the internal injuries.

Know clearly where the injury is and understand exactly where the problem lies.

Therefore, she could not have an accurate location for the injuries, and her disciples all said that she was heartless and lacked care.

In her opinion, as long as she died, it was serious; if she died, it was serious.

When she brought her disciples back, she tried to observe in order to develop a concept of pain.

It clearly hurt before, why did it hurt later...why did I feel it so suddenly? After a hundred times, the feeling became even more mediocre.

For her, the loss of pain has both advantages and disadvantages. It allows her to focus more on doing something that is not affected by the pain.

Hearing Nan Lezhi's answer, Yan Wan tried to find a trace of pretense on her face.

But no! Nan Lezhi really didn't like it at all.

Yan Wan went to see him and thought that his master was really stubborn.

Too cruel!

"It's all made of flesh and blood, how can it hurt? Master, you are so stubborn. If it leaves a scar, it will be fine. I see that the skin is about to break. I have medicine here, and you still say it hurts?"

Yan Wan directly pulled her hand over to stop her from taking the refining device.

She looked at the red and swollen wound on her hand, reached out and pressed it, observing Nan Lezhi's reaction.

Nan Lezhi frowned slightly, thinking that this disciple was very rude and actually disturbed her while she was refining her weapon.

Seeing Nanle Zhi frowned, Yan Wan relaxed a little.

"I was wondering why you feel pain. Okay, I'll apply medicine to Master."

As she spoke, she took out the ointment, gently spread it in her hands and applied it to Nan Lezhi.

Nan Lezhi looked strange and did not speak again.

In the past, Geng Jihuan always asked her if it hurt, and she would usually just shake her head.

Once, Geng Jihuan really thought she was very strange and pressed her bleeding wound.

Blood immediately gushed out from the wound, but she remained calm.

Geng Jihuan seemed to have noticed something and asked with frowned brows.

"Does it hurt?"

I don’t know why, at that moment, Nan Lezhi suddenly felt a surge of fear.

She was afraid that Geng Jihuan would treat her as an alien.

Although my worry is totally unnecessary.

Xuan Yingzong's family was very good. When she came, she was spit on by thousands of people, but Xuan Yingzong took her in, gave her family care, and never said a word of gossip.

At that time, she faced Geng Jihuan and said obliquely: "It hurts, but I can still bear it."

Geng Jihuan let out a soft sigh.

"Okay, I hope you can bear it this time, and tell me if it hurts. Yes, this time, don't let yourself get hurt."

But now, Yan Wan applied medicine to her. She tried to stop him, but she was surprised.

"Master, you have such beautiful hands. You should take good care of them. Why are there scars on them? Is there a story behind them?"

There is a shallow scar on Nanlezhi's palm, which feels convex when touched carefully.

Nan Lezhi looked at the mark and slightly turned his head to take a look.

Because she felt the pain, she had been burned so many times that she used to ignore it and not care about it.

It will be fine, she's used to it.

As for this scar, it was caused by a divine weapon that was forged when I forgot to cool down after refining it, and I reached my hand into the furnace.

It's embarrassing to say it out loud.

Seeing that she wanted to say it so much, Yan Wan was obedient and didn't ask any more questions.

Who doesn't have some secrets? Someone as awkward as my own master has even more secrets.

After Yan Wan gave Nan Lezhi the medicine, Nan Lezhi pulled out a piece of tape from somewhere and wrapped her hand tightly.

After the bandage was completed, Yan 냭wan's true nature was exposed.

"Well, Master, I got this medicine from Elder Geng specially. Is it worth one spirit stone or something? It's worth my stove..."

She wanted to let Nan Le know that there was no free lunch in the world. Besides, she had already suffered so much, it would be great if one less person could reduce her stress.

Nan Lezhi looked at his hands wrapped like dumplings and curled his lips with a look of satisfaction.

It's wrapped so ugly that it affects her ability to refine the weapon.

"Okay."

Yan Wan was rejected.

"Why, Master?"

Yan Wan put on a mask of pain, and said bitterly that her concern was in vain.

Nan Lezhi calmly turned his gaze towards the refining furnace.

"No reason, just watch and learn."

She showed mercy, and Yan Wan sat next to her obediently.

If you stay up late, you will be idle.

"Master, I saw you were staring at that roulette-like thing over there, what is that?"

Yan 냭wan 놇 asked the detector.

After being reminded by her, Nan Lezhi realized something and stood up.

"Watch the stove while I go to Musheng Peak."

"Ah? Master, will you take me with you?"

Yan Wan was very happy, but Nan Lezhi just said coldly: "I will be back soon. You need to look after Mu Lian Ding."

She left after she finished speaking, and Yan Wan squatted there, staring at the stove with a miserable look on his face.

When 놇 Nan Lezhi stepped into Musheng Peak, Bai Yunshu opened his eyes and looked at 녊놇 who was secretly trying to untie Yin Huan for him.

Yin Huan had already left her arms and sat down at the table. 녊놇 held one of the strands' heads in her mouth, trying to loosen it.

Bai Yunshu looked at Yin Huan leisurely, with a smile in his eyes.

"Xiao Huan'er, you are really lovely..."