"Refining the body with divine marrow is the first step in physical cultivation. The marrow transforms, breeds precious blood, and baptizes the physical body. How much you can endure at this step will determine which step you can take in the future!"

At this moment, the mysterious voice sounded in Mo Que's mind again. Mo Que didn't bother to ask about the origin of the voice. He immediately closed his eyes and devoted himself to refining the divine marrow.

"Once!"

"Twice!"

"Three times!"

The precious blood generated after the transformation of the divine marrow kept washing all over Mo Que's body. Every time it washed, it seemed to tear him apart, making him miserable.

This process is a kind of inhuman torture. If you are weak-willed, you may have a nervous breakdown the first time.

But there were no other roads left, and physical cultivation was his last hope. He had no other choice, so he gritted his teeth and persisted hard.

"Seven times!"

"Eight times!"

"Nine times!"

When Mo Que finished holding on for the ninth time, there was a boom, as if a loud noise came from his body, as if someone had opened up a world inside him.

Then, a surging force spread throughout his body.

At this point, the power of the divine marrow recedes, the precious blood no longer breeds, and the body refining is completed.

"Nine turns to open the sky! If you can persist to this point, in the future, you may be able to compete with the strongest men in ancient times in the martial arts. At that time, your body can hold down the heaven and the earth, a strand of hair can break the mountains, and a drop of blood can shatter the stars!"

The voice in his mind sounded again, and Mo Que felt that not only had his injuries healed and his broken bones regenerated, but his body seemed to have undergone some kind of change, and there seemed to be a steady stream of power coming from his body.

He has truly stepped into the path of physical cultivation and is no longer a loser who can even be bullied by a spirit dog!

"After three years, I finally entered the cultivation realm again!"

Mo Que could not suppress the excitement in his heart and wanted to look up to the sky and roar.

So what if his Dantian is shattered, his meridians are cut off, and all his orifices are destroyed? Even if his body is a waste, he can still embark on an invincible path!

After getting excited, Mo Que was about to ask about the origin of the mysterious voice, when suddenly there were footsteps, followed by a familiar voice.

"Bitch, are you dead yet? If you died so easily, I would be so disappointed!"

This voice made Mo Que's eyes immediately turn cold. The person who came was none other than the culprit who put him in his current situation, Han Zhou, the Young Master of the Yun Family.

After a moment, Yun Hanzhou appeared in front of the stone prison, leading a wolf-like spirit dog.

The spirit dog that had been injured by Mo Que stared with a pair of scarlet eyes and growled at Mo Que, as if it wanted to pounce on him and devour Mo Que alive.

"You're still alive, that's good!" Yun Hanzhou was about fifteen or sixteen years old. Although he was young, he had a domineering look on his face.

He stood in front of the stone prison, raised his head high, and said: "I heard people say that you were one of the top geniuses in Baizhou before? No wonder my spirit dog pounced on you when it saw you that day. It must have smelled your scent.

The bones are delicious!”

The spirit dog he was holding barked a few times when he heard this, and seemed to want to pounce on Mo Que again.

"Do you know why I let you live?" Yun Hanzhou grinned, with a cruel and contemptuous smile on his face, and said: "Since you were a genius before, even though you were crippled, your body must be extraordinary. If I use you

If you feed my spirit dog with your own flesh and blood, it will definitely make it grow faster!"

"So I asked Master Ye to save your life and raise you. Didn't you say that your bones are breakable but not bendable? From now on, I will let my spirit dog bite off one of your bones every day until the last one. Look,

Look how hard your bones are!"

His intention was very obvious. He wanted to save Mo Que's life because he didn't want Mo Que to die too easily. He wanted Mo Que to die of humiliation and torture.

While talking, Yun Hanzhou took out a key and opened the cell door.

He didn't notice at all that Mo Que's injuries had recovered, because Mo Que's clothes were covered with blood. Judging from his appearance alone, he looked like a seriously injured person with only half a life left.

"Which bone should I bite off from you first today?"

Yun Hanzhou had already opened the cell door. He smiled ferociously, loosened the chain holding the spirit dog, and said, "Go ahead and bite off one of his fingers first!"

"Woof!"

Hearing this, the spirit dog barked wildly, opened its bloody mouth, and pounced on Mo Que.

At this moment, Mo Que started to move, and the power gushing from his body converged on his right hand. He stretched out his right hand and pinched the throat of the spirit dog.

"Woooo..."

The ferocious light in the spirit dog's eyes disappeared, and it whimpered and struggled hard in Mo Que's hands.

However, although it is a spiritual beast, it is not a ferocious beast in the first place, not to mention that Mo Que has entered the path of physical cultivation, so it is not weak just by the strength of the physical body.

"The evil beast deserves to die!"

With a click, the spirit dog's throat was pinched and severed by Mo Que. It whimpered and struggled for a few times in Mo Que's hands, and never moved again.

"How dare you kill my spirit dog, you loser?" Yun Hanzhou didn't expect that Mo Que, who was seriously injured, would have such ability.

But he was used to being domineering. Before, Mo Que only hurt the spirit dog, which made him furious. Now seeing the spirit dog die tragically, his eyes turned red, and he whipped a whip usually used to tame animals in Mo Que's face.

"Crack!"

Mo Que grabbed the whip with one hand and pulled it hard. Yun Hanzhou suddenly lost control and fell forward, lying in front of Mo Que in a miserable state.

"You useless person, I am the Young Master of the Yun family, you dare to do this to me, you are seeking death!" Yun Hanzhou felt humiliated and roared at Mo Que.

He has always been domineering, and because of his brother's existence, he took it for granted that no one dared to disobey him. Therefore, even if he noticed a certain change in Mo Que at this moment, his first reaction was not panic, but anger to Mo Que.

Let him suffer this humiliation.

Mo Que didn't say anything. He raised his foot and stepped on Yun Hanzhou's right palm. With a click, Yun Hanzhou's entire hand bones were crushed to pieces under his feet.

A painful scream resounded in the stone prison, shaking the heaven and earth.

Yun Hanzhou could hardly even scratch his skin on a normal day, but the severe pain of being crushed under his palm was simply beyond what he could bear.

But he became even angrier and yelled resentfully: "You loser, if you dare to do this to me, my brother will never let you go. I want you to die. I want you to be damned!"

"Now that things have come to this, you still dare to be so arrogant?" Mo Que raised his foot again and crushed his other hand.

Yun Hanzhou screamed in pain and rolled back and forth on the ground. His luxurious clothes were now completely stained with the filth of the stone prison. He was no longer as bright and shiny as before. His hair was disheveled and he was extremely embarrassed.

"I want you to die, I want you to die!"

"I want to cut off your flesh piece by piece, and break your bones piece by piece. I want you to suffer all kinds of torture, and I want you to regret everything you did today!"

Even as Yun Hanzhou screamed, he still didn't forget to look at Mo Que with hatred.

Mo Que's eyes showed a cold light and said: "You ask the head of the Ye family to break dozens of bones in my body, and I will break your bones one by one, so that you can also taste the pain of broken bones!"
Chapter completed!