MTL - Punch In a Perfect World-Chapter 11 The shadow of the real dragon, the cry of the green eagle!

  Chapter 11 Real dragon phantom, blue eagle cry!

   "Patriarch, look, the pattern on this tripod seems to come alive!" Someone exclaimed.

   Sure enough, when everyone took a closer look, they found that the patterns on the tripod were shining with light, the sun and the moon were turning, fish and animals were swimming, and the mysterious Sanskrit sounds of the ancestors' sacrifice seemed to faintly sound in everyone's hearts.

   "This tripod is amazing!"

  Some clan elders said in surprise.

  They have all heard the legends about this tripod, it seems to have a great background, but there is no basis, but now it seems that those legends are likely to be true, this is a treasure!

  These patterns have a kind of magical power, no matter how much the liquid in the tripod boils, they can’t escape the suppression of the tripod’s mouth, as if there is a barrier blocking them.

  When the liquid level returned to normal, the originally black liquid had completely turned into a dark red color, shining brightly like agate.

  The patriarch nodded to the stone clock, indicating that the time had come.

  Shi Zhong jumped into the liquid, submerging his head in it.

   "Feng Ding!" Shi Yunfeng shouted.

  Several strong men carried the black cauldron cover over. They walked heavily and panted heavily. They worked together to put the cauldron cover on. With a dull sound, the stone bell was completely sealed inside.

  The faces of the Pihou and other children turned pale, and the water at such a high temperature still simmers people in it. Who can bear it? Will something big happen.

The old patriarch glanced at them, guessed what they were thinking, and said lightly; "Shi Zhong has refined bone inscriptions into the flesh and blood of his body in the past few months, turning them into rays of light, and becoming Shenxi, which can attract the gods in the world. The essence stays alive, even if you don't breathe."

  Even if they knew that there would be no chance of survival, the tightly stitched cover inside was like stewed animal bone soup, which made these children panic.

   Not long after, the cauldron lid shook violently, was knocked loudly, and there were bursts of dragon roars, as if something was about to break out.

  The mountains, rivers, sun, and moon on the tripod turned more frequently, and the Sanskrit sounds of the ancestors' sacrifices became louder and louder. They were all trying to suppress the things in the tripod to prevent it from getting out.

   "Why don't you open it and see if the stone clock is in danger." Pihou whispered.

  His father immediately glared at him, "What are you thinking? Open the lid now, and all the divine essence will come out and dissipate in the heaven and earth. It's okay. This is the fragments of Taoism in the blood of the true dragon's essence rioting."

  Indeed, at this moment, Shi Zhong is in dire straits. He closes his eyes, lets go of his body, and lets the medicinal liquid seep into his body from his limbs and bones.

But the blood of the real dragon is so domineering, the Dao fragments in the blood follow the liquid medicine into the body continuously, washing every part of his body, this kind of change is rapid and violent, and Shi Zhong's internal organs have been severely impacted , all cracked.

  Afterwards, the life essence in the medicinal liquid repaired his injured body. Shi Zhong endured these tortures repeatedly in the tripod, and his body's muscles and bones were broken countless times.

   This is extreme torture, not only physically, but also mentally. The endless pain and confined space are likely to drive a weak-willed person crazy!

True dragon blood essence is domineering in nature, but the green scaled eagle is different, it was beheaded by Shi Zhong himself, the blood in this heart is full of resentment towards Shi Zhong, at this moment it turns into a phantom, trying to kill his spirit Will to destroy!

  Even so, Shi Zhong couldn't resist, otherwise his body would be tense and the medicinal bath would not be able to penetrate into his body to transform him. He could only rely on his own willpower to protect the clarity of the Lingtai, waiting for the phantom of the blue-scaled bird to fade away.

  The dark red medicinal liquid kept pouring into his body, washed it away, and then brought out some filth, repeating over and over again.

   Gradually, gradually westward, night falls!

   The baptism is still going on, Shi Yunfeng and a small number of people stay here to prevent accidents.

   Baptism at the age of five is very important. The time of baptism can vary from one day to three months. No one can tell. It depends on the true blood used for baptism and the absorption speed of the individual body.

The night passed quickly, and the monkey ran over early in the morning, wanting to see the change of the stone clock, but unfortunately he was disappointed, the lid was still there, and the boiling sound still sounded, the baptism was not over yet, so he could only mumble The mouth added a few pieces of black floodwood to the bottom of the black cauldron.

  At this time, the trembling inside the tripod became more intense, and the legs of the tripod were shaking, as if they were about to overturn the tripod. Red and blue light reflected through the tripod.

The sun, the moon and the mountains and rivers are becoming more and more realistic, as if they are about to come alive, the birds and beasts are leaping and jumping, the ancestors have solemn and solemn expressions on their faces, the sound of sacrifices is loud and loud, and the sound of chanting sutras is one after another, and they are trying their best to suppress the tripod. things within.

The baptism of Shi Zhong came to the most critical moment, a large amount of bright red medicinal liquid poured into every part of his body, the internal organs cracked long openings, a large number of skeletons were broken, and even the meridians could not bear the bursting force. broken!

  The rune fragments began to intertwine in the stone bell, turning into infinite Shen Xi, hiding in every corner of his body.

  If anyone can see the scene of Shi Zhong at this moment, he will find a long winding dragon entwining him, roaring, and a blue eagle constantly hitting the top of his head, trying to destroy his spirit.

  Shi Zhong was in excruciating pain, trembling with pain, but his closed eyes revealed unyielding and tenacity, and he was silently enduring everything.

  If you want to be stronger than ordinary people, you must endure pain and suffering that ordinary people cannot bear. This is like a rule and an order.

  His physical body was in extreme pain, as if he had been skinned and dismantled, but his spirit became fuller. All the materials used for baptism were absorbed by him into his body, and he gained great benefits.

  His internal organs had to be incomparably tough and full of vitality, his bones were also glowing with precious light, his meridians had been widened several times, and the flow of Shen Xi was more smooth and natural.

  In addition to the physical body, there is also a spiritual transformation. After such a long period of inhuman torture, Shi Zhong's will has become as rigid as iron. This is the true essence of every strong man.

   Another day passed, the dragon chant and eagle cry in the cauldron gradually shrunk, were almost absorbed by the stone bell, and disappeared in the evening, the tripod stopped shaking and calmed down.

  The third day arrived, and finally there was movement in the tripod. First, there were three knocks on the tripod,

  Then the cauldron cover was propped up from inside, everyone turned their heads and saw Shi Zhong was holding the cauldron cover with one hand, and then jumped out lightly.

  The bright red transparent liquid in the tripod has turned into a pool of turbid black water, and the divine essence inside has been completely absorbed by Shi Zhong's body, leaving only the impurities in the body.

  But the power of the real dragon blood essence is so great, how can it be easily and thoroughly refined by a stone bell, most of the essence remains in the body, just waiting to be excavated in the future.

  At this moment, Shi Zhong's body seems to have shed a layer of old skin, blooming with a hazy precious light, warm and clear like a piece of beautiful jade, and the skin is thin and elastic, like a newborn child.

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