Chapter 742: Hibernation
As time passed,
half a month had passed in the blink of an eye.
In a deep forest far away from Nanchuan County, suddenly,
A heart-shaking roar of an animal broke the silence of the forest, rustling the nearby trees and startling the birds into flight.
Next,
A majestic figure rushed out from the dense forest like a tiger descending from the mountain, stirring up a gust of wind. In a few breaths, a huge shadow followed the wind and pounced on the figure in the mountain! It was a white-browed tiger with hanging eyes. Its sturdy limbs were like an adult's thighs. Its huge body seemed to be able to swallow up all the light. The power of the king of the forest was frightening!
If ordinary people were here,
I'm afraid he would be so frightened that he would become powerless and unable to resist, and eventually become a delicacy for the tiger.
However, it was Yang Qingyun who faced the tiger's attack! The tiger's sharp claws flew down from the sky, with the ferocious wind of its claws, almost tearing the air apart, as if it was going to tear the figure in front of it in half! But at the moment when it was about to fall on Yang Qingyun,
His figure was like a leaf drifting in the wind, blown by the strong wind raised by the huge tiger claws! One claw missed, but the tiger did not give up. In mid-air, the other claw and the head bit towards Yang Qingyun in front of him again!
However, Yang Qingyun's body was as light as willow catkins.
He easily dodged Da Hu's continuous attacks.
at the same time,
One of his hands floated down onto the head of the white-browed tiger.
The light palms seemed to have no trace of worldly air.
But what was shocking was that at the moment when the palm fell,
The pupils of the white-browed tiger suddenly widened, blood spurted out from its mouth and nose, its entire huge body stiffened, and then it fell straight to the ground from mid-air, raising a cloud of dust on the ground.
The majestic head that was originally full of oppression was now drooping and deflated.
If someone were able to cut it open, they would surely find that the skull inside had been shattered and mixed with the brain matter into a ball.
Yang Qingyun's palm looked light and fluttery.
But it's not an easy experience.
Just a trace of strength is enough to produce a great effect in his hands.
As the white-browed tiger completely lost its voice,
Yang Qingyun's figure also floated down, his body light and graceful.
Without raising any smoke or dust.
Yang Qingyun, who easily killed the king of the forest, did not show much change in his expression.
He reached out, grabbed the back of the tiger's neck and lifted it up.
The tiger weighing over a thousand pounds was now held in Yang Qingyun's hand, just like holding a large rag doll.
Then he took a step and leapt up into the air, crossing a height of several feet. After a few jumps, he disappeared into the depths of the forest.
If it weren't for the messy branches all around and the blood on the ground, no one would have known that such a battle had taken place in these wild mountains and forests.
Yang Qingyun, carrying the tiger's corpse, kept jumping up and down, leaping between the mountains and forests as if he was walking on flat ground.
soon,
He came to a cave next to a cliff.
Around the cave,
A piece of open space has been simply cleared.
In the center is a large bronze tripod, under which the wood is burning with raging flames.
The boiling liquid in the cauldron was gurgling and boiling, bubbles bursting and hot steam rising.
If you look closer,
You will find that the liquid in the cauldron is pitch black, with poisonous creatures such as black scorpions, fist-sized centipedes, and dark spiders floating on it!
A whole pot of dark thick soup, just one drop could be fatal!
Yang Qingyun's expression remained unchanged.
He carried the tiger's body to the big cauldron and put down the tiger's body weighing over a thousand pounds.
Then,
He grabbed one of the tiger's claws.
With a sudden strong shake, the special power of this world immediately pierced into the tiger's claw from Yang Qingyun's palm like a knife, and then quickly spread among his flesh and blood, separating the bones and flesh inside.
The next moment, a pure white tiger bone without even a trace of blood was pulled out by Yang Qingyun with one hand! Just like the previous operation, Yang Qingyun continued to peel out a few more tiger bones.
Then he threw all the tiger bones into the large bronze cauldron and put a heavy lid on it.
soon,
Half an hour passed.
Yang Qingyun swept his sleeves and opened the lid of the bronze tripod.
at this time,
In the big tripod,
The liquid in the pot of Five Poison Soup became darker and deeper, and also extremely viscous.
The originally white tiger bones had now completely lost their original color and turned gray, as if they had been burned in flames, burning out all the nutrients and leaving only ashes.
Yang Qingyun did not hesitate for long. He took a step and jumped into the bronze cauldron, soaking his whole body in the pot of rich five-poison soup.
The scorching heat made Yang Qingyun's skin turn red all over.
The severe pain made Yang Qingyun couldn't help but groan.
But he didn't care.
Close your eyes.
In this way, almost the entire body was immersed in the boiling five-poison soup, quietly enduring the tempering of the medicine.
Time flies and half a day goes by quickly.
In the big tripod,
The Five Poison Soup, which was originally as black as ink but full of vitality and reflected light, seemed to have lost its color and become dull.
It felt like all the vitality in it had been taken away! At the same time,
Yang Qingyun opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in them.
Bang! Yang Qingyun jumped out of the cauldron and landed on the open space outside the cauldron.
Then, the power flowed throughout the body, causing a sudden shock.
Whether it was the rich soup on the body or the sweat produced during the boiling process, all splashed out.
Yang Qingyun's body became spotless again! At this time,
If you observe carefully, you will find that Yang Qingyun's skin at this moment faintly exudes a jade-like texture!
Yang Qingyun didn't care much about this.
At this moment, his attention was completely focused on another thing. He raised his right hand, with his palm facing his eyes and five fingers spread out.
The mind sinks deep into the body,
The Qi and blood power in his body, which was originally scattered and unable to be condensed into substance, was condensed in his palms by his powerful control.
More and more qi and blood are gathering!
Until a certain moment, boom!!! A faint flame appeared out of thin air between his palms! The flame burned the vacuum, causing the space to distort! Yang Qingyun clearly felt the scorching power from it! "Qi and blood cannot condense into substance, but when a large amount of qi and blood gathers, flames will appear?"
"Could it be that this is the legendary Yang Fire?"
Yang Qingyun looked at the flame in his palm and couldn't help falling into deep thought.
(End of this chapter)
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