Chapter 5: Pain

The morning is infinitely good.

In the sky, the sun slowly rises from the east, basking in warm sunlight, and hitting the ground through the gaps of giant trees.

Xuanyuan's forehead was swollen. Last night, he "sneaked" Yin Zhenluo 17 times and ended with a complete defeat. Yin Zhenluo hit Xuanyuan's forehead every time, so Xuanyuan's current head bag was now.

Looking at Xuanyuan's grinning look, Yin Zhenluo felt in a very good mood. Her hands were on her back, her round shoulders and her clavicles gave people the feeling that it was the most exquisite work of art in the world. She walked slowly for a few steps, and she was mopping the floor with a white skirt, like a fairy in the painting. This scene made Xuanyuan look a little more aware of it.

The silver hair on the side of the star on the body emitted a ray of separation under the sun's illumination. The star opened its wolf's mouth, fangs, and yawned a big yawn, giving Xuanyuan a blank look. It seemed that Xuanyuan made it unable to sleep well last night.

"Before practicing, I want to ask, Dou Yi, how do you understand?" Yin Zhenluo looked at Xuanyuan, whose eyes were wandering on him, and asked with a smile.

Xuanyuan came back to his senses and blurted out.

"One of the fights, fighting with people, fighting with earth, and fighting with heaven, there is endless joy."

A brilliant light suddenly burst into Yin Zhenluo's beautiful eyes. She didn't expect Xuanyuan to give such an answer, which surprised her and was also a little happy. Maybe the disciple she had accepted for the first time would be a genius in cultivation. As long as she practiced with this will, she would naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort.

"Okay, a good person fights people, earth, and sky, and there is endless joy. It seems that you are indeed suitable for the cultivation path. If you work from the sunrise to the sunset, just to eat and spend three meals and spend your whole life, you will not be able to get rid of it. When you return home, a handful of loess and a few drops of tears will be gone. It would be a pity." Yin Zhenluo's words were as gentle as water, which made Xuanyuan enjoy it very much. But when he heard this, Xuanyuan said lightly:

"If it were me, I would probably have to corpse and feed the beasts in the mountains and forests. I'm afraid no one will shed a few tears for me."

"So, you can only practice with all your heart, don't let my expectations of you." An unexplained throbbing flashed in Yin Zhenluo's eyes, and a long ink hair fluttered in the wind, with an indescribable aura. Yin Zhenluo's hand suddenly shook, and a powerful sound of breaking the wind exploded, which scared Xuanyuan.

"It is rare to be valuable for ordinary people to have only one ox's power at most. It can be regarded as natural divine power, one way of fighting, the first realm, for the fighter, cultivating the fighter's realm to the peak realm, and can improve human power to the nine ox's power."

When Xuanyuan heard Yin Zhenluo start talking about practice, he no longer became stupid, but listened very attentively and asked quickly:

"What realm will be after surpassing the power of Jiuniu?"

"That's a fighter. Don't be too ambitious. In the realm of a fighter, it is not easy for ordinary people to practice. In this realm, they need to practice their own skin. There are holes on the skin. If there is no practice, the holes are blocked. It is difficult to integrate the spiritual energy between heaven and earth into the body. When they get older and have passed their prime, they will gradually grow old and lose their vitality. If they practice to the realm of a fighter, they can delay aging, strengthen their bodies, and prolong their life."

Yin Zhenluo knew that Xuanyuan was extremely confused about practicing, so he explained it very carefully.

Xuanyuan's ability to comprehend is very good, and he immediately understood as soon as he heard it. Yin Zhenluo continued:

"Only after you can refine all your skin on your body and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, you can enter the realm of a fighter and condense the fighting energy. However, if you want to practice, you must have magical powers. Now I will pass on the "Celestial Dragon Scale Refining Technique" to you, my Yin family. Take a good look and see how much you can understand!"

After saying that, Yin Zhenluo took out an extremely hard dragon scale in his hand, which was golden and covered with dense fly heads.

After Xuanyuan took the golden dragon scales, he read the content above and started to operate it. Suddenly, he felt that there was a breath between heaven and earth breaking through his skin, with a slight tingling pain.

Yin Zhenluo did not expect that Xuanyuan's comprehension was so good. In just one hour, he could use the "Chenlong Scale Refining Art" to communicate the spiritual energy between heaven and earth and impact the hole in his skin.

"Master Beauty, I already have a feeling. My whole body is tingling. Is this feeling right?" Xuanyuan felt very magical and said excitedly.

"That's right, it's just this feeling. Since you are my first disciple, I can't treat you badly. This is extremely rare. Sprinkle these 'dragon scale powder' on your body, which can help you break through the hole as soon as possible. The impurities are blocked, and it can also have a trace of dragon scales on your skin." Yin Zhenluo took out a bottle and threw it to Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan took the bottle and returned the golden dragon scales to Yin Zhenluo. Yin Zhenluo just shook his head and said:

"Forget it, I'll give it to you. It's useless to me. This dragon scale can be sold for a lot of money. I can't teach you for a long time, but if you want to sell this dragon scale, remember to cross out the ones above."

Since it was useless to Yin Zhenluo, Xuanyuan naturally accepted it with a clear conscience. Anyway, it is natural for the master to give his disciples things.

If Yin Zhenluo knew that Xuanyuan was thinking this way, he would probably be angry. Although the "Chenlong Scale Refining Technique" on this dragon scale was useless to her, the protection ability of this dragon scale was still very good. Ordinary weapons could not break their defenses at all, and they were of great value.

After Xuanyuan put the dragon scales into his mouth preciously, he grabbed the yù bottle containing the "dragon scale powder" with a smile:

"Master Beauty, please apply it for me?"

Yin Zhenluo rolled her eyes and didn't want to pay attention to Xuanyuan:

"If you think beautifully, apply it yourself."

Xuanyuan nodded, but didn't care. He immediately took off his clothes in front of Yin Zhenluo, making Yin Zhenluo turn his head and halfway over his body. He saw a few blush on his beautiful face. After all, Yin Zhenluo is only two years older than Xuanyuan.

Looking at Yin Zhenluo's white silk dress on her shoulders, which made her neck look long and her indescribable, giving people endless imagination, Xuanyuan swallowed a saliva and said:

"Is this going to be applied to every part of the body?"

"Of course." Yin Zhenluo was angry and said to Xuanyuan in his heart: "This guy is really shameless."

Xuanyuan was naked and sprinkled the "dragon scale powder" in the bottle into his hands. He felt a coolness in his palm, which was extremely comfortable. Xuanyuan moaned and moaned.

"Oh...oh...oh..."

"You just apply it, what's the point of luàn?" Yin Zhenluo said angrily.

Xuanyuan was feeling comfortable, and when he heard Yin Zhenluo say this, he was crazy and groaned even more violently:

"Well...ah...oh..."

Yin Zhenluo's body shivered for a moment, speechless. Xuanyuan once applied all over his body, looked at his lower body, but he didn't apply it here, and muttered:

"The skin here should also be refined, well, just apply it."

Xuanyuan poured out some "dragon scale powder" on his hand, and applied it to his lower body, a cool and comfortable feeling conveyed to his whole body. He immediately moaned from the bottom of his heart.

"Ao...oh...Yafen butterfly...Yafen butterfly..."

Listening to Xuanyuan's moaning, yín spitting out a few words that he couldn't understand, Yin Zhenluo became more and more disintegrating as he heard it, and wanted to beat Xuanyuan to death.

"If you dare to yell again, you will be dead." Yin Zhenluo's body shivered again and issued a warning.

Xuanyuan immediately shut up very consciously, put on his clothes very quickly, sat cross-legged on the ground, with a hypocritical look on his face, and said:

"Master, I've wiped it. I'm going to start practicing. Don't disturb me."

Yin Zhenluo turned his head and looked at Xuanyuan's serious appearance. He was so angry that he glared at Xuanyuan. After a glaring at him, he suddenly remembered something, with a peerless face and a smile as if he was indescribable. He was already ready to watch a show.

Xuanyuan closed his eyes, naturally couldn't see Yin Zhenlu's colorful expression, and his heart started to move "The Dragon Scale Refining Art" and only felt his skin opening and closing, a lot of spiritual energy of heaven and earth sweeping towards him, and a violent stinging sensation spread throughout Xuanyuan's body.

Xuanyuan only felt the holes in his body being torn apart one by one, as if they were stabbed by needles.

Yin Zhenluo did not expect that Xuanyuan was really tough. Although this "dragon scale powder" had an auxiliary effect, he had to endure the pain like being stabbed by a needle. He also experienced it when he was clenched. At that time, he didn't scream. Now Xuanyuan didn't even hum, which is really commendable.

Time passed by a time.

As Xuanyuan general "The Dragon Scale Refining Technique" moved from top to bottom and to his lower body, Xuanyuan's face suddenly darkened. He covered his lower body, twitched a few times, fell to the side, and screamed in pain:

"Master, I feel sore, my egg hurts so much, my egg hurts so much..."
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