Mortal Mirror

Li Ergou was heavy-hearted. The medicine pot gurgled and bubbled, the steam causing the lid to rattle. Looking at the pot, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he slapped his thigh, cursing himself for being an idiot. Didn't he have a Qi Cultivation and Foundation Strengthening Pill on him? The last time he took it, it almost made him explode. He hadn't dared to take it since.

But he thought, this pill is not simple, it should be greatly related to cultivation. Anyway, he didn't die last time, so it wouldn't hurt to take it once more. For freedom, he would risk it.

He took out a pill and found that this time, because it had been stored for a long time, the light on it was even brighter. What he found most incredible was that there was a red line on the pill.

The red line was as scarlet as human blood, wrapped around the very center of the pill, encircling it completely.

He didn't understand why, but he trusted the bronze mirror, which would only make the pill's potency more abundant.

He opened his mouth wide, still feeling lingering fear, after all, the pain from last time seemed to be right before his eyes, but he really had no way out.

After calming his mind, he closed his eyes and swallowed the pill in one gulp. Then he immediately sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate the nameless technique, feeling the pill melt and flow down his throat.

Immediately afterward, he felt the pill turn into a line of fire and drill down into his stomach. To his surprise, this time the pill was much gentler, no longer so hot, no longer so violent.

Unfortunately, without the guidance of a cultivation method, this medicinal power began to dissipate into his limbs and meridians.

He thought it would be better this time, but he was wrong. Immediately, a sharp pain followed, as if his body had been thrown into a frying pan.

It was at this moment that he realized that it was just more comfortable when he swallowed it, but the medicinal strength was more than twice as strong as before.

The sharp pain struck, making him want to shout out, but if he yelled here and attracted those martial arts instructors, it would be terrible. He could only endure it.

He looked around and grabbed a wooden stick next to him and bit it in his mouth. Fresh blood flowed from his mouth. Under the intense pain, he didn't even realize that his lips had been bitten through, and his teeth were crunching as if they were about to shatter.

Li Ergou was in pain, a pain that went deep into his bones, but he told himself in his heart, 'Li Ergou, you are the best, you are the best, you will definitely be able to persevere!'

Just when he felt that he couldn't bear the pain and was about to faint, he heard his voice tremble, 'No, no, I'm going to die.'

He roared, suddenly jumped up, and then fell heavily to the ground. Being forced into a corner, he could only use this method of fighting pain with pain, trying to prevent himself from fainting.

The heavy fall to the ground, a pain that went deep into his bones, made him realize that not only did it not alleviate the pain, but the two pains combined were extremely painful, beyond description. If he had to say it, it was as if eighteen knives were stabbing him at the same time, life worse than death.

Just when he was despairing, his heart suddenly began to contract, and with each contraction, countless medicinal powers were absorbed into his heart, and his pain immediately lessened.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide and said with joy, 'It works, it really works.'

Then he did not hesitate to jump up again and fell heavily to the ground. Each time the sharp pain would cause his heart to contract violently. After a dozen or so repetitions, the medicinal power in his body was completely absorbed.

His whole body was covered in sweat at this moment, from the pain. He lay on his back on the ground, laughing foolishly.

Because he discovered that the strand of martial arts true energy in his Divine Palace, which used to be only as thick as a strand of hair, an inch in length, was now, although the length had not changed, twice as thick, as thick as two strands of hair.

He was not only happy that he was no longer in pain, but also discovered this huge secret. While he didn't know if he could cultivate the Divine Path.

Perhaps this is also a good way. If this can improve his martial arts, he would be willing even if his body was torn apart.

Martial arts are internal and invisible, while the Divine Path is external and integrates with the heavens and earth.

As long as he doesn't deliberately release his martial arts power, no one will discover that he is practicing martial arts. Thinking like this, he couldn't help but think that if he were to swallow the pill again, he should go to the martial arts field, that would be the best place to expend the energy.

He felt that his physical strength had slightly broken through again, and he found that his bones and flesh had become stronger. This Qi Cultivation and Foundation Strengthening Pill is really a magical pill, but it is too painful to use.

It was because he had been beaten since he was a child, and he was beaten every day in the martial arts hall, otherwise, someone else would have been tortured to death.

In any case, he felt that he was one step closer to freedom.

Unfortunately, Li Ergou didn't know that the red line on the pill was called a pill pattern, and one pill pattern could increase the pill's power by one times.

Even for ordinary martial artists with ordinary roots, such a Qi Cultivation and Foundation Strengthening Pill would

definitely increase their martial arts true energy by four to five times. Unfortunately, his roots are not just ordinary bad, they are simply the worst.

Fortunately, he has a firm mind and is assisted by the bronze mirror, but even so, he doesn't know how long or how far he can go on this path.

Li Ergou lay on his back on the ground to rest for a while, feeling the comfortable feeling all over his body. After the intense pain, there was endless refreshment.

Then he did a carp jump and stood up. At this moment, he seemed to be reborn, full of fighting spirit.

He muttered in a low voice, 'I, Li Ergou, will not be defeated.'

Secretly giving himself a boost, he walked out of the pharmacy and came to the martial arts field. There were quite a few people in the martial arts field at the moment. Shi Tou was sparring with someone.

His opponent was Liu Dachui, also known as Man Niu. He saw that Shi Tou was indeed extraordinary. He wouldn't just be beaten like himself. This guy should know some martial arts. He saw that every move and every style of his had profound meaning.

When fighting, every attack of Liu Dachui would be intercepted by his pair of big hands, and it could be seen that his posture was flexible, as if he was not feeding Liu Dachui punches, but Liu Dachui was practicing martial arts with him.

After a series of clanging fights, Liu Dachui was so tired that he was panting. Li Ergou couldn't help but shake his head slightly. Although this Shi Tou is powerful, he is not a qualified sparring partner. If you don't get beaten, how can you feed punches? It seems that he doesn't know the essence of a sparring partner.

It seemed that Shi Tou had completely angered Liu Dachui. He saw Liu Dachui roar and use his ultimate move, Man Niu Charge.

Boom boom boom, at this moment, he was like a mad bull, and his whole body exuded a powerful aura and charged towards Shi Tou.

Li Ergou was slightly stunned and couldn't help but worry about Shi Tou. He shouted loudly, 'Shi Tou, be careful, this is Man Niu's ultimate move.'

Shi Tou glanced at Li Ergou in amazement, and a different light flashed in his eyes. Then he didn't care at all and stretched out a hand.

He saw that the moment Man Niu touched him, his hand drew a circle in the air, slightly mysterious, and then rested on Man Niu's head. Just when Li Ergou was worried that his hand would be broken by Man Niu, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, his eyes full of disbelief.