"This is today's medicine, apply it on your body quickly!" Xiaobai threw out a jade bottle and said angrily.

Si Yufan, whose face was covered with bandages and swollen like a rubber ball, looked at the jade bottle in his hand and shuddered unknowingly, and memories flooded his mind.

On the day he just left Sanshan Town, Xiaobai mysteriously gave Si Yufan a bottle of medicine and asked him to apply it on his body.

Out of absolute trust in Xiaobai, Si Yufan did as he was told without saying anything.

Just for a moment, Si Yufan's face turned red, his body swelled several times in the blink of an eye, and he felt unbearable pain and almost fainted.

This feeling is like putting it in a hot oil pan, frying it until it is half cooked, taking it out and sprinkling it with salt, then polishing it all over with sandpaper, and finally throwing it back into the oil pan and frying it until both sides are golden brown.

Under Xiaobai's supervision, he was forced to wrap strips of cloth all over his body, leaving only his eyes and other sensory parts exposed.

He wanted to put on some clothes, but the original one was no longer available.

I had no choice but to put on the loose robe that I had worn before.

For the past half month, Si Yufan has been receiving Xiaobai's reaction training while rushing to the roadside. Every day he feels that life is worse than death.

As of today, Si Yufan's swelling is much smaller than at the beginning, and he has gradually adapted to the pain that was worse than death.

After applying the medicine, Si Yufan raised his head and looked at Xiaobai with swollen eyes: "We will arrive in Lichuan City soon. Have you considered the next training plan?"

"We'll talk about it when you're not swollen at all." Xiaobai flew to Si Yufan and looked him up and down with his delicate phoenix eyes:

"Refining the skin, tempering the bones, and rebuilding the body. This has just begun, and you can't hold on anymore? You know..."

"You know, not everyone in the Qi Sea Realm is a waste like the Han family. I don't know how to die when I meet a real strong person in the Qi Sea Realm.

Before entering the city, you must have enough physical fitness. Master Bai, am I right?"

Si Yufan followed suit and imitated exactly what it wanted to say.

Xiaobai made a "cut" sound and waved his wings, and densely packed spiritual beasts and beasts came towards Si like a tide.

As soon as Si Yufan put his hand on the handle of the knife, he heard Xiaobai say in a nonchalant voice: "You are not allowed to use weapons. If you are touched, it will be considered a failure. If you can't solve it in one hour with a hundred kilograms of weight and walk for a day, it will be considered a failure."

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Si Yufan was so angry at such an oppressive rule that he cursed in his heart, while the spirit beasts took the opportunity to rush to attack him.

Si Yufan tried his best to dodge and fight back, and finally completed the task with difficulty at the last moment of the allotted time.

After defeating the last spiritual beast, he sat cross-legged very consciously and restored the spiritual energy in his body. Xiaobai flew to his side, swallowed the medicinal materials he found from nowhere, and lay lazily beside him.

When the spiritual energy was filled again, Si Yufan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, clenched his fists and felt the surging power in his body, feeling confident.

Si Yufan lowered his head and glanced at Xiaobai. Although this guy's training was cruel and tortured him to death every day, it was indeed very effective.

It is not difficult to imagine that Xiaobai did have a glorious past. But even so, it was still sealed by those enemies and almost died.

Si Yufan sighed, if Xiaobai's former enemy found out that it was still alive and came to visit him, would he be able to protect it?

Thinking of this, Si Yufan's heart was filled with a haze. He felt more and more that he was so weak, too weak to protect everything around him.

"If you have time to be dazed, why not hurry up and train!" Xiaobai woke up at some point, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and poured cold water on Si Yufan as usual.

Si Yufan smiled helplessly, and just as he was about to speak, he felt a dark shadow pass before his eyes, and when he saw that Xiaobai had disappeared.

He looked around hurriedly and saw an old man in white robe parked not far away. He grabbed Xiao Bai's neck and said to himself:

"What kind of spiritual beast is this? The Qi training realm contains extremely powerful power. If you use it to refine elixirs, wouldn't it be possible to refine fourth-grade elixirs? God help me!"

Si Yufan turned over his hand and summoned a horizontal sword, suddenly attacked the old man, and shouted angrily: "Who are you? Let go of Xiaobai!"

"Xiao Bai? Is this spiritual beast yours?" The old man noticed Si Yufan then, raised his palm, gently held the horizontal knife, and said in a calm tone:

"This spiritual beast belongs to me."

"Get lost!" Si Yufan glared at the old man: "If you want to use Xiaobai to make elixirs, let's see if I agree first!"

Xiaobai turned his head, an inexplicable color flashed in his eyes, and his tone was obviously much softer: "This old thing is not simple. I don't know why, but I can't use any strength now."

When the old man heard Xiaobai speak, ecstasy appeared on his face: "I can still speak human words. I'm really lucky."

He looked at Si Yufan, narrowed his eyes slightly and threatened: "Boy, don't be disrespectful!"

"You are so old, you are really like a dog." Si Yufan raised his foot and hit the old man's forehead with a whip.

The old man snorted coldly, released his hand and raised his foot to kick Si Yufan in the chest, knocking him back more than ten steps in a row.

The pain all over Si Yufan's body was amplified countless times by the medicine. This kick made him feel as if there was a big invisible hand stirring his chest, and he almost fainted from the pain.

But for Xiaobai's safety, Si Yufan bit the tip of his tongue to disperse the pain.

He stared intently at the old man's face, holding the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, his knuckles gradually turning white from the excessive force.

"I try to persuade you with good words, but you are stubborn and stubborn. It seems that I need to teach you what etiquette is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man jumped out and curled his fingers toward Si Yufan's face.

Si Yufan sidestepped to avoid the old man's gleaming eagle claws, slashed out with his knife, and went straight to the old man's left hand that was holding Xiao Bai.

I didn't feel anything during the training, but it was only when I officially played against him that I realized that his strength had improved so much.

The old man was obviously far superior to Han Qingshan in terms of realm and combat experience, but he could still dodge the opponent's attacks.

This gave Si Yufan a sense of expectation and wanted to have a hearty battle with the opponent.

However, the first priority now is to rescue Xiaobai first.

The old man reacted very quickly. He quickly retracted his left hand and swung out his right hand. The fierce palm wind cut through the air and caused bursts of explosions.

Si Yufan's pupils narrowed and he raised his sword to resist. The force shook him and he took a few steps back.

He stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the spiritual energy flowed into the horizontal knife along his arm, and a faint black light emerged from the blade.

The old man's pupils shrank first, and then he sneered:

"Boy, you have such great skills, that is, a middle-level human being, and you still want to use them against me? I am standing right here. As long as you can touch me, I will return the spirit beast to you immediately."

Xiaobai, who had a similar connection with Si Yufan, was so shocked that he could fit two eggs into his mouth.

On weekdays, besides practicing and traveling, what Si Yufan does most is research new attack methods.

I didn't expect that at this juncture, he would actually research it.

Seeing that the sword light in his hand was successfully condensed, Si Yufan was relieved, shouted "Watch the move", stamped his feet on the ground, and rushed towards the old man's face with murderous intent.

The old man looked at Si Yufan with disdain, waved his sleeves carelessly, and a spiritual light shield formed in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Si Yufan's sword completely ignored his defense and struck him with one strike.

The old man was immediately frightened and leaned back quickly, but his cheek was still cut by the blade.

Si Yufan swayed and stepped forward. The old man hurriedly pushed out a palm, but Si Yufan was unable to dodge and was pushed aside.

The old man stretched out his hand to touch the scars on his face and said angrily: "You kid, how dare you hurt me? I will crush you to ashes! Exploding Palm!"

Si Yufan's pupils suddenly narrowed, he quickly clenched the handle of the knife, and his body twisted into an extremely weird arc.

"Nine Mysteries Sky-Covering Blade, One Mystery - Destruction!"

Boom!

The sword light collided with the wind in his palm, and the violent waves stirred up a burst of smoke and dust, causing Si Yufan to vomit blood.

The old man's face instantly turned pale, and he was off guard, and his right arm was cut off by the black light.

He hurriedly released his left hand and struck out with another palm to resist this death-like attack.

Xiaobai took the opportunity to snatch the storage bag from the old man's waist, turned around and flew back behind Si Yufan.

Two figures, one old and one young, retreated dozens of steps behind each other.

Si Yufan stabilized his body, raised his horizontal sword and shouted to the old man: "Come again!"

The old man was shocked and turned pale. He pondered for a moment, and then said harsh words without confidence: "I have written down the revenge of my broken arm. Don't let me see you again!"

Before he finished speaking, the old man disappeared without a trace, leaving Si Yufan dumbfounded.
Chapter completed!