Chapter 8 Body Building
The medicine used for body building can even be used by practitioners who are not fighters.
Xiao Yan is not stupid. Although it is not clear what level of elixir this bottle of medicine will be evaluated as if it were auctioned by Miter Auction House, it is definitely a valuable medicine.
If you don’t have tens of thousands of gold coins, you won’t be able to get it at all... Even this is still a situation where there is a price but no market.
Xiao Yan was silent for a moment, and then he solemnly cupped his fists at Yao Wan and said, "Miss Wan's kindness today will never be forgotten by Xiao Yan."
"...Hmph."
But Yao Wan was somewhat "disdainful" of the promise given by a boy who was not even a fighter at this moment, but only had a third-level fighting spirit.
“Wait until you surpass me before you say these words.”
Xiao Yan also knows that Miss Wan probably doesn’t care about his promise, so there is no need to waste any more words. Just keep this kindness in your heart silently.
After saying goodbye, Xiao Yan no longer hesitated, clenched the small jade bottle in his hand, and returned to his room.
Xiao Yan naturally couldn't turn a deaf ear to Miss Wan's warning.
Although he has also entered the ranks of fighters, his physical strength is actually no different from ordinary people, and Xiao Yan is not so big that he can use up the entire bottle of medicine at once.
After boiling a pot of bath water, Xiao Yan opened the small jade bottle in the wooden bath barrel.
Even after just opening the jade bottle, Xiao Yan could smell the faint medicinal fragrance that he had smelled in Miss Wan's guest room.
Although the medicinal fragrance lingers on the tip of his nose, it is not strong, just like a breeze. Xiao Yan has not yet fully adapted to this faint fragrance, and the elegant medicinal fragrance quickly falls into the bathtub along with the medicinal liquid. It dissipated, as if melting into the rising mist of steam.
Seeing that the amount was almost enough, Xiao Yan put away the jade bottle.
Warm sunlight shines through the gaps in the windows, and tiny spots of light dot the neat room.
I took off all my clothes and hung them neatly aside.
With a sound like water, the boy with short black hair sat in the tub, closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and entered a state of cultivation.
Xiao Yan's chest rose and fell slightly, and there was a strong sense of rhythm in his breathing. As the practice time went on, the light cyan water in the wooden basin gradually emitted a light airflow, and the airflow was slightly cyan. , slowly climbed up, and finally followed the boy's breathing and penetrated into the body.
Those airflows were like water, or like extremely fine steel needles, piercing the skin and reaching the meridians under the skin.
"Oh——"
Xiao Yan closed his eyes tightly, but he still couldn't help but frowned subconsciously. Of course he felt the fighting spirit running through his limbs. feeling.
Compared to the embarrassment of running Dou Qi, this body-building liquid has undoubtedly penetrated into every corner of the body, opened up the meridians, and blended into the bones and blood.
However, such a transformation is not particularly easy for Xiao Yan.
At first it was just an illusion like phantom pain, but it soon turned into a tingling sensation like needles. It was not until a moment later that the young man, who had washed away the sweat and impurities from his body, breathed out a breath of dirty air and frowned. It also gradually expanded.
When he opened his eyes again, the clear light cyan water in front of him also lost its clear color.
Xiao Yan stretched his body subconsciously, feeling the relaxation brought about by the initial tempering of his body, and he was also pleasantly surprised to find that as his meridians opened, he absorbed Dou Qi faster.
It's just a pity.
If it is not my fault that I am unable to accumulate fighting spirit for some reason——
When he thought of this, he was still reluctant to wipe away the water stains on his body. Xiao Yan casually put on a neat piece of clothing and sat down cross-legged. After countless blows and disappointments, I picked myself up again and practiced quietly.
Cultivation slowly passed through the hard work of forgetting sleep and food. The sunlight coming in from the window gradually weakened, and the hot temperature also slowly dropped.
As night fell, Xiao Yan slowly opened his eyes, a trace of disappointment flashing through his dark pupils. There is still no sign of the fighting spirit in the body growing...
Even with the rare elixir to cleanse the essence and marrow, all this is still inevitably frustrating.
...that’s all.
Xiao Yan adjusted his mood slightly, then cheered up again, got up and went to Miss Wan's residence.
As soon as he went out, he saw his old servant walking towards him carrying a lunch box.
"Old man, what's going on?"
Xiao Yan was slightly startled and couldn't help but ask.
"Third Young Master, the patriarch was worried when he saw that you had been practicing for a whole day, so he asked me to bring some food to Third Young Master."
The wrinkled face of the old servant was full of smiles. It turns out that the old servant has been with the Xiao family for decades. As far as he knows, his father Xiao Zhan grew up watching this old servant.
Therefore, unlike other outsiders who immediately turned against each other and became sarcastic after their cultivation path failed, the old servant's attitude towards Xiao Yan was as usual, respectful and kind with the kindness of an old man.
Xiao Yan couldn't refuse, so he just said: "Well, it's just that I'm not hungry now, so the old man will just put the food on my table first, and I will eat it when I come back."
With that said, Xiao Yan quickly left his yard.
"Third Young Master——"
…………
For Yaowan, the passage of a day is just a time of closing and opening her eyes during practice, and when she senses it again By the time Xiao Yan walked into the courtyard of the guest room, it was already dark without noticing.
Before Xiao Yan knocked on the door and opened his mouth, Yao Wan opened her lips lightly and said, "I've used it, it works pretty fast."
"Thank you to Miss Wan for this. Give medicine generously.”
Xiao Yan stood in the yard and said loudly.
Yao Wan thought for a moment, then opened the door, walked out of the guest room, and looked at the young man who was just a silhouette in the candlelight under the night.
Under the hanging black gauze of the bamboo hat, a ray of fire jumped across and disappeared in the twinkling stars.
Then, the embroidered eyebrows hidden behind the black gauze could not help but frown slightly.
“……”
"Miss Wan, what's wrong?"
"...I seem to be a little overwhelmed."
As he said that, Yao Wan once again tapped Xiao Yan's eyebrows and passed over. With a ray of pure medicinal properties integrated into his blood, Xiao Yan suddenly felt his body lighten up, and even the slight tingling sensation that had just remained disappeared.
Xiao Yan blinked his eyes. All he could feel was that the tingling sensation had disappeared. Other than that, he couldn't say much at the time.
Just seeing the breeze blowing by, Miss Wan slowly lowered the slender jade finger that touched her eyebrows.
Then, the wind became stronger, blowing up the black gauze that covered his face.
(End of this chapter)