Chapter 846 Body Tempering Liquid [Additional update for Yizui=Qianchou leader]

It wasn't that Fang Laoliu didn't want his son anymore, but he left after making sure that his son's life was not in danger.

And Fang Laoliu, as the number one undercover agent, certainly knew that his mood was not conducive to lurking.

Watching others beat his son again, his mood fluctuated violently, and people like Sun Wutian might not be able to detect it.

so……

Out of sight, out of mind.

You go ahead and beat me up, I'm leaving.

Boom boom boom...

Fang Che once again entered the cycle of constant beatings.

I was just speechless: Lao Deng must have seen it, and he ran away without saying a word...

My dad is really... 6!

I have to say that Fang Che is happy, because at the same time, there are three top masters who take turns beating him and tempering his body.

It has to be said that Fang Che is proud: Who in the world can do this: let Xue Fuxiao, Sun Wutian, and Fang Yunzheng take turns teaching?

but!

What also needs to be said is: Fang Che’s experience was extremely tragic!

There is no harm in polishing like this, but who can withstand such waves of continuous hellish torture?

As Fang Che said in his speech: A happy death in battle is just one blow, but what if it is torture that lasts forever?

One word becomes a prophecy.

Now Fang Che is constantly wandering in hell. Even if this hell is for his own good, hell is still hell.

"Your cultivation is progressing very quickly, but your physical body still needs to be tempered, because your cultivation will still grow like this in the future, but your physical body still needs to be polished!"

After being tortured for two hours, Sun Wutian looked at Fang Che who was covered in bruises, smiled with satisfaction, and said: "Now, find a place to soak in the body quenching liquid I brought you this time to absorb the medicinal power."

"This is the secret that our Solipsism never teaches!"

Sun Wutian was very proud.

He really asked Yan Nan specifically to make this thing.

And this thing is indeed something that the guardian cannot obtain.

Even if you can get a little bit of body quenching fluid, you will never get a prescription.

Sun Laomo's thoughts are very simple: Isn't Fang Che's physical body now perfectly integrated and unified?

It doesn't matter, I'll think of a way to make his cultivation level improve by leaps and bounds. Isn't the strength of his physical body not enough?

In this way, won't the things I bring back be used without any waste?

This plan is simply perfect.

Besides, wouldn't it be much better for Fang Che to be promoted like this than to be promoted only once?

The more he thought about it, the more Sun Wutian felt that he was a genius.

As for the time between two upgrades being too short...what's the problem? With me by your side, beating him all the time, no, it's to hone your martial arts, combat power, soul, consciousness, soul, body...

How could that kind of disconnection problem occur?

So Sun Wutian carried Fang Che around for a few steps, then woke up and threw Fang Che into his own domain.

He made a pot of hot water out of nowhere, and it was steaming. He stripped Fang Che naked with a slap, and threw him in naked.

This posture looks like a bald chicken.

The movements are extremely skillful.

Fang Che had just entered the potion. Although the heat was scalding, he could naturally endure it with his current body, and he didn't even take it seriously.

But the medicinal power of the body quenching liquid was beyond Fang Che's expectation!

It was like millions of sharp knives were inserted along every pore of Fang Che. After they were heated red, they were thrust in crazily.

"Ah~~~"

Fang Che exhausted all his strength and roared to the sky with a ferocious expression.

At this moment, I truly realized what it means to be miserable!

Sun Wutian sat by the bucket and said seriously: "Now you know how painful it is when your body can't keep up, right? So, you still need to train your current body."

Sun Wutian's expression was very serious.

But even in such extreme pain, Fang Che felt that there was a faint flavor of schadenfreude in this old guy's tone.

Although the old devil has tried his best to hide it and show that "I am doing it for your own good".

But Fang Che can better understand the emotion of "watching the fun and watching other people's pain".

Because he himself is full of such bad taste.

Now I feel that my evil deeds have been punished.

He gritted his teeth and said: "Disciple... can... blah blah blah... can bear..."

"As long as you can bear it." Sun Wutian said happily: "This is just a basic body quenching fluid. I will slowly make better ones for you in the future."

"There is... something even more powerful..." Fang Che was defeated by these words.

I couldn't hold back the tears in my eyes.

Sun Wutian became even happier: "There are others that are several times more powerful than this."

Fang Che groaned: "Grandmaster...how long should I soak? Oh my god..."

"It's only an hour." Sun Wutian said lightly.

"Ahhhh..."

Fang Che couldn't help but moan loudly. Anyway...it didn't have much of an image. He might as well just moan and call out twice, which would alleviate the pain a little bit.

Sun Wutian sat with a comfortable expression on his face, crossing his legs and listening to Fang Che's screams of pain. He actually had time to taunt you: "I beat you before, with broken legs and arms... I didn't see you scream, I thought you wouldn't."

Call."

"Grandmaster..." Fang Che asked in agony: "Disciple just wants to ask, with this thing... is there anyone who can hold back his screams since ancient times?"

Sun Wutian thought about it carefully and said: "You really asked me about this. As far as I know, there is no one who doesn't scream."

Fang Che sighed: "Then I'm relieved, it's not too embarrassing."

Sun Wutian said calmly: "It's embarrassing and no one sees it."

Fang Che howled for half an hour before finally feeling a little more accustomed to it.

It's not that the pain has diminished, it's that the body has adapted a little.

His mind slowly returned to clarity, but his face was still convulsed and twisted, and he begged: "Grandmaster... tell me something else..."

"What do you want to hear?"

Seeing Fang Che's painful look, the old devil was in a very good mood and said, "It's okay anyway, I just want to chat with you for a while."

"During the time when the Patriarch was at the headquarters... how he killed everyone and shocked the ugly people... I want to hear it."

Fang Che gritted his teeth and said.

Sun Wutian's face turned dark for a moment.

During this period of time, there were really few such heroic deeds.

I just run naked in the sky against the strong wind every day and spread out the stench...

Besides, it's not worth mentioning that I went to Wang's house and broke things up.

Then he muttered: "The word "ugly" is used well. But I drank a lot when I went back this time."

Fang Che endured the physical pain and complimented: "Of course, the Patriarch is senior and powerful, so of course he is the guest of the Vice-Chief Leaders. Being rushed to buy a drink by many Vice-Chief Leaders, the Patriarch's face is very leveraged.

.”

Sun Wutian thought inwardly that he actually didn't drink much wine this time back.

Said: "Yes, yes."

Sun Wutian was also willing to give Fang Che a lecture on the situation in order to distract his attention and relieve some of his pain.

After all, Sun Wutian himself knew that if he could give Fang Che real time to go to class, he would probably have the most sufficient time when he was quenching body fluids every day.

And it will be good for the other party's future.

This was Sun Wutian's previous plan.

But what he was only worried about was that Fang Che was grinning in pain... Can he remember what he said?

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to start with something interesting.
To be continued...