C91 dog shit luck

What the father and son found inconceivable was that although Murong Fenghuang's body was still green, it was much lighter compared to last night. After all, last night, Murong Fenghuang's body had already turned dark green once, and now, it could at most be considered a normal green. Furthermore, it felt like it was still shallower.

This kind of situation confused both father and son, because yesterday, Duanmu Weili had clearly said that Murong Fenghuang was not saved, and even he was powerless. But what exactly had happened in this kind of situation? Is it good or bad?

"Where's Old Devil?" When Murong Badao came back to reality, he turned his head to look for Duanmu Weili. However, after walking a few rounds, he could not even see Duanmu Weili, who clearly remembered that he was the one who brought the old fogey over?

"Uh, my father is ?" Duanmu Xiaosheng remained bashful, pointing under the table with a red face.

Murong Badao took a few steps to the table, and with a flip of the tablecloth, he looked under the table. The old ghost was fast asleep with his arms around the table legs, it seemed like he was going to go back and check just how many jars of wine he had lost, and this fellow actually did not die from drinking it, he was truly lucky.

Murong Badao was not in a good mood, he turned around and picked up the water basin that was about to help his son wash, then poured all the water in the basin onto old man Duanmu's head.

"Ah... It was raining... "Ah ?" Duanmu Weili instinctively wanted to jump, but he did not realize that he was no longer on the bed, but ? Under the table, the second 'ah' was already a scream. Old man Duanmu covered his head with tears trickling down from the corners of his eyes. He seemed to be in extreme pain.

Anyone who wanted to compare the hardness of their head to that of a mahogany table would feel an aching pain in their heart, and the parts that were hit would feel a normal reaction of pain and swelling. Duanmu Xiaosheng, who was standing at the side, sympathized with his father and really wanted to ask him a question, 'How hard is your head exactly?!'

"Are you awake?" Murong Badao's huge face was right in front of old fogey Duanmu. He bellowed at him.

"Mm, I'm awake!" Even if he wasn't woken up by the water, the pain caused by the collision at that level would have made him sober up even if he didn't want to.

"I'm awake! I should hurry over to see what's going on!" As Murong Badao spoke, he took old man Duanmu's clothes and carried him to the bed. After throwing the old man onto a chair in front of the bed, he stared at Murong Fenghuang with rapt attention.

"Huh?" Duanmu Weili discovered the problem with a single glance, and he did not expect this situation to happen. He discovered that the poison had completely changed after he cut open his meridians the day before, so he could conclude that the poison would not be successfully treated, and it would be even more impossible to dispel. But what was going on now?

"After I left yesterday, what did I give Phoenix? or did anything? " Duanmu Weili uncertainly asked Murong Kuanglong. He was the one who had been on guard the night before, so he didn't ask who. Of course, as he continued to ask, his hands naturally did not idle around, and they began to pulse the Murong Fenghuang.

"No, I haven't even fed her in this situation, let alone any medicine." Furthermore, I will guard it until morning. I can confirm that I will be the only one there and no one, including me, will be able to feed my sister. " Murong Kuanglong said sincerely.

En, that's strange then, I don't really understand, but after carefully thinking about it, yesterday, this old man had really forgotten about a problem, and now that I think about it carefully, it is quite strange, the amount of poison in Murong Fenghuang's body has decreased by a lot, it's not even one in ten thousand, and just now, after this old man cut her meridians, I realized that the poison's concentration has decreased by another bit, this situation is very strange, unless there is some treasure in that little girl's body that is currently absorbing or evolving poison, otherwise it's impossible! Duanmu Weili stroked his beard and explained to the others.

"Does that mean my sister is fine?" Murong Kuanglong did not care about all these. All of these things were useless to him.

In the past two days, this old man has encountered too many unimaginable things, so I can't give you an affirmative answer without permission. But, based on this old man's many years of experience in the field of medicine, this little girl, Phoenix, is showing signs of improvement. Duanmu Weili was a little afraid, every time he came to a conclusion, he would turn it around and go in a bad direction. He did not dare to easily come to a conclusion, and what happened to Murong Fenghuang was just too strange.

"Then there's hope? And there's still hope? " Murong Badao asked.

"Mm, that's right, if this old man is not wrong!" Duanmu Weili did not speak much, but nodded his head with a smile on his face. Of course, he still had to say a few words later on, for fear that he would cause another ruckus again. Of course, he was also in a good mood right now. Although this process could be considered very thrilling, at the end, it was still very surprising. It had still allowed Murong Fenghuang to live, after all.

Gongsun Ze Tian, the biggest contributor to this, was still using all of his power to absorb and convert the poison. He did not dare to delay in the slightest as his only remaining consciousness was to direct the poison to circulate the body-tempering technique, while simultaneously continuously absorbing the remnants of the highly toxic poison that was left in Murong Fenghuang's body.

With every cycle completed, there would be a little less poison. Gongsun Zaitian had shown his enthusiasm as an idiot, vowing to be able to achieve the feat of an ant gnawing on an elephant.

However, what he did not know was that his power was constantly being raised. At this time, he had already stepped into the realm of the Rock body, although it was the most basic realm of the body-tempering technique, but his body had already reached the Postnatal realm.

It was easy to understand one's skill, but difficult to improve one's physical body and mental state. It would take a lot of effort and sweat to increase one's physical strength by a single point, but it would also take a lot of experience and time to improve one's mental state.

Without this sort of highly toxic body tempering method, it would be impossible for Gongsun Ztian to cultivate to the Rock Body without three to five years of hard work. No one knew what kind of dog shit luck he had gotten.

The reason was very obvious, if you were to let so much highly toxic poison exist in your body and think it was very safe, stable and reliable, you can choose to stop it. But who would dare to take their life as a joke, and this method had yet to be verified, Gongsun Zaitian would become the first person to eat a 'crab'.

Of course, if Gongsun Zaitian were to write down his thoughts or experiences, he would definitely warn those who came after him with tears streaming down their cheeks, "Don't even try it. It's true that those who try will regret it." However, it was too late for him to regret it now.

From the lowest to highest, they were divided into the stone body, steel body, heavy crystal body, secret silver body, copper body, black iron body, black gold body, cold iron body, black iron body, black iron body, refined gold body, cloud mother body, black light body, and meteorite body. When one reached the body of a Meteor Shower, they would be an existence surpassing all else. It was not an exaggeration to say that one's body would become a Saint.

One must know that it would take a person at least five years of age to start cultivating. However, to reach the Houtian realm, even with the help of a great treasure or medicine, it would take at least ten years of tempering and tempering. However, Gongsun Ze Tian was still in his mother's womb and was already a master of the Houtian realm, not to mention he was still unceasingly increasing his own strength.

Was he envious of Gongsun Zaitian's little friend? However, he was envious of ordinary people. Who would be so free to find trouble to play with themselves? If he could choose again, Gongsun Zaitian would rather die than choose this method to cultivate. This kind of unforgettable pain was something only he could experience. How many others could understand it?

While he was envious of experts and gods, he had also thought about the hardships and pain they had gone through along the way. Don't just look at the bright side and ignore those painful moments.

Roads or roads, will not change just because of anyone, no matter who that person is, roads will never have shortcuts to choose from.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye as everyone waited expectantly. In the past few days, Murong Fenghuang still had not woken up, but the green color on her body had already become very shallow.

Even if Duanmu Weili swore with his life on the line, Murong Fenghuang would be fine, he just needed to recuperate and the poison in his body would continue to disappear, so he didn't need to take off his pants and fart, and use this to make some medicine to dispel the remaining poison.

Who would be able to take him on time every two hours while he went to the teleportation gate? He glared at Murong Badao like a tiger watching its prey, and even forced him to prescribe the medicine, even if he did not agree. Helpless, he only needed to prescribe some nourishing medicine, and this burly man would not be able to understand the prescription, nor would he know the true effects of the prescription.

Of course, Duanmu Xiaosheng would not sell out his father, he just said that the recipe was only a medicine to nourish the Yin and nourish the Yang, that it was used to cure the weak meridians and weak blood flow, and so on. He could only stand at the side and silently blush.

After a few more days, even Eunuch Wei and the other representatives from the other families had reached the Murong Family, but Murong Fenghuang still had not woken up.

Of course, the imperial physicians that Eunuch Wei had brought along all confirmed that Murong Fenghuang was alright, and only then did Eunuch Wei feel slightly relieved. However, after he found out that Duanmu Weili was always present, he put his heart back in his stomach.

He reckoned that other than the poison that the Clan Head Situ couple had been poisoned by, the illnesses that could cause trouble for this old fogey were not even present. This old fogey was the number one genius doctor of the 'Living Dead, Flesh and Bones'.

When the imperial doctors found out that the number one genius doctor was here, they no longer pretended to be lords, and they all modestly acted as if they were juniors. So the celebrity effect was the same no matter where it was. The school of idols was the school of idols! Praise me!

At this moment, Gongsun Ze Tian had almost lost his consciousness. All of his actions had become a subconscious action, whether it was guiding the poison into his body or circulating a cultivation technique to cultivate the body-tempering technique.

However, what he did not know was that as the poison decreased, the Innate Qi from the outside world once again flowed through the meridians in Murong Fenghuang's body, and unceasingly poured into Gongsun Ze Tian's body.

Furthermore, at this time, Gongsun Ze Tian's body-tempering technique was circulating according to the fixed great circle of Qi, and as the number of Upper Sky Qi in the outside world increased, Gongsun Ze Tian's mental cultivation technique was also continuously strengthening the illusory realm that he had reached, while at the same time, there was a faint possibility of increasing it.

It had to be known that for every increase in the Heart Reaching Codex's power, both mental and physical cultivation had to improve at the same time. In other words, if one's mental cultivation wanted to advance from the illusory realm to the Phantom realm, and their body techniques wanted to have a stone body rise up to an iron body, then they had to first cultivate both to the peak of the illusory realm and the stone body before they could both break through. If the two ascends were not synchronized, then one would never be able to think of breaking through to the next realm.

Only the more abnormal, had he ever seen the most abnormal?

Since he had previously focused on mental and illusion techniques, he had completely forgotten about body transformation. In his opinion, body transformation could at least wait until after he was born before he could start cultivating. Now that he was in his mother's womb, how was he supposed to temper his muscles and bones?

Of course, Gongsun Ztian also discovered that although his cultivation progress was very fast, it became more difficult the more he cultivated. However, at this moment, his mental and physical cultivation speed up his progress by who knows how many times.

Other than calling him 'blessings from misfortune', the only other way to express his' jealousy and hatred 'was' truly knowing how to step on dog shit luck '.