The Dream Master

Shen Luo hurriedly straightened up from the water, swept around, then probed into the boat and looked around for a while, then slowly dipped his body back into the water, his complexion a little gloomy.

It seems that he accidentally got into trouble, he released something that shouldn't be released.

Shen Luo frowned, raised his hand and gently stroked the tooth mark on his right shoulder, and found that there was no pain at all, and the skin there did not rupture and bleed, as if the tooth mark was painted on.

But he clearly remembered that before he fell into a coma, his right shoulder was indeed bitten by the skeleton transformed by the ghost head, and even the ice cold when his teeth touched his skin clearly remembered.

After pondering for a moment, he picked up some river water and sprinkled it on the tooth prints, rubbing it with some strength, but the result was only rubbing the surrounding skin to become a little red, and there was no other change.

The dark red color on the tooth marks seemed to be caused by blood stasis and stagnation, and I don't know if it can be eliminated after a while.

Shen Luo left thinking for a long time, but couldn't think of a clue, so she had to give up temporarily.

He waited for the hot feeling on his body to gradually fade away, and grabbed the edge of the stern with both hands, and his arms made a sudden force, trying to use the strength to climb the boat again.

Who would have imagined that as soon as he exerted force, the entire stern seemed to be hit by a boulder, and it sank suddenly and was buried directly under the water, while the bow of the ship was raised high with half of the hull. Pointed to the sky.

Inside the cabin, there was a jingle, and all sorts of things inside slipped down.

Fortunately, the sinking eyes were quick and fast, and he hurriedly lifted the stern that he had depressed, and the bow of the bow fell into the water again, causing the surface of the water to splash and fluctuate.

"How is this going?"

Shen Luo gently supported the swaying hull, looking straight at his hands, his eyes full of incredible expressions.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and faced the turbulent river on the other side, raised a palm, gave it a little strength, and slammed it toward the water.

Hearing a dull sound on the surface of the river, the river immediately seemed to hit a huge boulder of hundreds of kilograms. Suddenly, the waves were surging, and the waves rose up, pushing away a wave of waves up to the upper reaches against the current.

The water wave leaped a few feet away before weakening his strength and falling back into the river. There was a deep whirlpool in the place where he hit, and it disappeared gradually after a few breaths.

"My strength...how did it become so great?" Shen Luo stared at his palm, still feeling incredible.

He walked around the hull and climbed onto the rocky beach. He saw that the cable used to fix the hull in the bow had been broken by the moment the bow was pressed. In order to prevent the boat from being washed away, he again He quickly tied it up again.

Shen Luo turned around and looked around on the rocky beach for a while, and saw a head-sized stone on the ground with a fairly flat surface, so he squatted down beside it.

He stretched out his palm, made gestures on the stone, suddenly made a soft drink in his mouth, and then patted it with a palm.

There was a crisp "pop"!

Shen Luo frowned, his palm hurts a bit, and immediately took it back.

He lowered his head and glanced at the stone, the floating dust on it was patted off, leaving a clear slap mark, but the stone itself remained unchanged.

Shen Luo rubbed his palms and stood up slowly, with an embarrassing smile on his face.

"Crack"

But when he was about to turn around and return to the boat, a slight noise suddenly came from his feet.

He frowned slightly, leaned down and touched the stone with his hand. On the seemingly intact stone, cobweb-like cracks appeared, and they were directly broken into slag.

Shen Luo's eyes suddenly lit up, twisting the gravel on the ground, gently rubbing it, and the corners of her mouth hooked up hard to contain.

When he entered the Spring and Autumn Festival at the beginning of the year, Tian Tiesheng once exposed his "green sun hand" in front of him.

"What the hell is going on? What happened when I passed out in a coma?" Shen Luo became more confused.

"Could it be that……"

In Shen Luo's mind, a guess that he didn't even dare to think of before suddenly appeared.

In order to verify this guess, he quickly sat down cross-legged with his hands in front of him, embracing Yuan, and silently chanting the Xiaohua Yang Gong formula in his heart, and the power of Yang Gang in his body was also mobilized and started to run on its own.

At the moment he moved his power, the red light between his hands immediately skyrocketed, and solid red filaments that were three inches long emerged from them, densely twisted and twisted together like a dragon, forming a huge ball.

The red ball exudes warmth, even some scorching breath, just a few breaths, the sinking body is evaporated and the clothes are dried by heat.

After a few dozen breaths, Shen Luo took a deep breath, and the red silk in his embrace rushed back, directly submerged in his mouth and nose, making his entire face flushed.

After the red light disappeared, Shen Luo lowered his arms and slowly opened his eyes.

There was an unquenchable smile at the corner of his mouth, and his figure suddenly leaped to a height of one foot. When he landed, he stepped on a pebble and made a muffled sound.

"Full strength, light muscles and bones, the yang qi is condensed like a red sun, and the introverted qi will reflect the red glow, which is the shape of perfection." Shen Luo clenched his hands and muttered in the "Xiao Hua Yang Gong" Content.

All the changes in his body at this moment all proved one thing, his Xiao Huayang Gong has actually been completed!

"Consummation, consummation... Haha, consummation!" He couldn't help but jumped up again and shouted.

However, as soon as he moved, he felt that all the meridians all over his body began to ache again.

This pain caused him to suppress his excitement, and he began to bow his head to think about why he would suddenly go from a state where he was just starting from a small yanggong, and he suddenly improved to completion.

"Is it because of that ghost head phantom?" Shen Luo subconsciously glanced at the tooth print on his shoulder.

He fainted after being bitten by that ghost head. After waking up, he became the way he is now. This is the most likely reason he can think of.

It's just why this is so, but I don't have a clue.

However, in any case, this Xiaohua Yang Gong consummation is a great thing.

According to Feng Yang Zhenren's inference, this means that he has a few more years to live.

As long as he can obtain the qualifications to practice "Pure Yang Jian Jue" or learn something from "The Unknown Book of Heaven" during this period, he is likely to extend his life again, and there is even hope that he will truly embark on the path of immortality!