Super Gene Hunting Ground

Early the next morning, Yang Xiao began to participate in the training of the gold medal guards.

In a square, dozens of large vats were lined up, and each large vat contained half a vat of black potion.

Yang Xiao had already read a few steps about the cultivation of Feibao's magical skills yesterday, and knew that this was the "medicine dip" before running every day.

Yang Xiao glanced at it. Although it was the same big vat, the color of the potion in the big vat was different, some were as black as ink, and some were as thick as porridge, but the potion in the pot in front of Yang Xiao was just a faint black color. .

The name "Yang Xiao" is written on the front of the big tank, and the next tank is written "Wan Yan He".

Yang Xiao turned his head and asked Wanyan He,

"Why are the potions in the Wukou jars thick and different in color?"

Wanyan He smiled and said:

"You're new here, and your and I's genetic evolution levels are both emperor-level intermediate, which is the worst among all of them. Naturally, this potion should be weaker.

Don't underestimate this potion, you will know when you sit in it. "

"I read the training instructions yesterday and said it would be extremely itchy?"

Wanyan smiled without saying a word.

The staff is still adding different potions to different vats. It seems that everyone's potions are specially prepared.

Yang Xiao now knows why the number of Royal Gold Medal Guards is so small. This task alone is not easy. If he guessed correctly, the medicine in the vat is also very valuable.

"Why didn't you see Wanyan Kang and the elders from yesterday?"

"Do you think they still need to continue practicing the Flying Leopard? Everyone has their own evolutionary ceiling. When they have made no progress in practicing the Flying Leopard, there is no need to continue practicing."

Yang Xiao nodded.

Wan Yancuo, the elder of the training hall, stood on a big rock and said loudly:

"Okay, everyone, the potion has been adjusted, you can start to practice, it's the old rules, I don't need to say more."

More than 30 practitioners jumped into the vat one after another and sat in it.

Yang Xiao saw that Wanyanhe was also sitting in the water tank, so he jumped into it too.

Yang Xiao adjusted his sitting posture, and the potion in the water tank just submerged up to his neck.

The temperature of the water was a little warm, and Yang Xiao felt a slight numbness on his skin, thinking, that's all, the effect of this potion is not good.

The elder of the practice hall walked to Yang Xiao's water tank, glanced at Yang Xiao,

"Yang Xiao, how do you feel?"

"Elder, it feels normal. Is the potion not enough?"

Wanyanhe, who was soaking in the water tank next to her, heard this, and quickly cast a look at Yang Xiao, and said softly,

"Yang Xiao, don't seek death."

Wan Yancuo, the elder of the training hall, smiled lightly and said:

"The medicine is not effective enough? If you don't cry for your father and mother after ten minutes, let's talk about it."

After hearing this, Yang Xiao had no choice but to shut up and sit in the medicine jar with peace of mind.

According to the requirements of cultivation, you only need to simply sit in the medicine tank, and you don't need to practice any exercises.

Within a few minutes, Wanyan He's face turned red with pain, his teeth were clenching, and he groaned a few times.

Yang Xiao could tell that he had deliberately suppressed the hum, otherwise, if he let go of his throat and shouted, it must be very painful.

Yang Xiao felt it carefully, and found that apart from the slightly aggravated numbness on the surface of the skin, there was no particularly painful feeling.

"Hey, Brother He, what about it? Is it that painful?"

As soon as Yang Xiao finished speaking, he heard several cultivators sitting in the medicine vat on the other side of him also start to grit their teeth and hum in a low voice.

A few minutes later, the whole yard was filled with low-pitched, painful groans.

"Fuck, what's the matter? Are all the men in the Flying Leopard Empire so sissy? It's just a little numb feeling?"

Wanyan, who was on the side, grinned in pain at this moment, and was no longer in the mood to chat and laugh with Yang Xiao.

Wan Yancuo, the elder of the training hall in the distance, glanced at Yang Xiao, frowned slightly, and walked over.

Looking at Yang Xiao, he asked in surprise:

"You, you really don't feel anything?"

Yang Xiao smiled and said:

"It's not that I don't feel it, it just feels a little numb, like scratching an itch."

Elder Wan Yancuo was accompanied by two guards, and after hearing this, their expressions changed.

Elder Wan Yancuo shouted to the guards around him:

"Go and call the person who made the medicine today."

After a while, the worker who was in charge of adding the potion to the vat ran over.

"Elder, did you call me?"

"You added the potion in Yang Xiao's water tank?"

"Back to the elder, I added it."

"Is there any medicine missing? Why doesn't he feel it?"

The staff member glanced at Yang Xiao, saw that Yang Xiao's expression was calm and not in any pain, and he didn't even turn red, so he felt strange in his heart, and muttered:

"Impossible, how could the potion I added myself have no effect?"

After speaking, he dipped his hand into the water tank for a while.

Then, Yang Xiao heard a scream,

"ah!"

I saw that the staff member's entire hand became red, and it quickly doubled in size.

Elder Wan Yancuo was startled, and with a light wave of his right hand, a white ice mist sprayed out, wrapped the staff's swollen hands, and then took out a detoxification pill and put it in his mouth.

"Swallow it!"

The staff quickly swallowed the detoxification pill, while Wan Yancuo kept spraying white ice mist on his hands. After a few minutes, the staff quickly eased the pain and stopped howling.

"You go back and rest, soak your hands in ice water for an hour."

Wanyancuo waved to the staff.

"Yes, thank you elder."

The staff hurried to the nearby dormitory.

Yang Xiao was also a little frightened all of a sudden, he quickly looked down at the potion in the water tank, and stretched out his hand to wipe his skin, he was afraid that he would be the same as that staff member.

The guy just stretched out his head to check the potion in the water tank, but his whole body was soaked in it, especially the sensitive parts of his lower body, in case...

Yang Xiao couldn't imagine it.

Elder Wan Yancuo glanced at Yang Xiao's face, and said with a sneer:

"Why are you panicking? You are an intermediate emperor-level realm. The person just now is only an intermediate-level king-level realm. His defensive attributes and resistance are much worse than yours, so he was hurt by this potion."

After hearing this, Yang Xia calmed down a little and asked:

"This potion is so powerful, but why don't I feel anything?"

"..."

Wanyancuo and several staff members looked at Yang Xiao with a confused look on their faces.

Yang Xiao turned his head and glanced at the several evolutionaries nearby. He was soaking in the water tank at the moment, his face was flushed, his expression was painful, and he gritted his teeth and hummed in a low voice.

Wan Yancuo put his hand into Yang Xiao's water tank, touched the potion, put his hand with the potion in front of his nose, smelled it, and then stuck out his tongue to lick it.

"The potion is fine, the problem lies with you."

"On me?"

Yang Xiao opened his mouth wide with doubts on his face,

"What questions can I have?"

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