Wu Sheng glanced at Lu Yin secretly and found that Lu Yin had no intention of interrupting. He couldn't help but said: "Teacher Wu Jun, you haven't told your classmates how to train the physical body to the extreme!"
How many years of practice will it take to defeat a flying sword with your physical body?
Do you really think that just practicing casually will be enough?
Di Jun paused and said, "It's not that difficult to say. As long as ordinary people use medicinal baths to refine their bodies every day and cooperate with my witchcraft, they can achieve some success in ten years. If you meet a golden elixir practitioner, you can just beat him casually." !
Hence how many Qi practitioners have practiced for hundreds of years, and even until they die of old age, they may not be able to get a glimpse of the golden elixir path.
What Di Jun said made Wu Shengdu stunned.
Is witchcraft so powerful?
If this is true, within a hundred years, the witchcraft religion will be able to unify the world!
"Teacher Wu Jun, do you have any requirements for accepting a disciple?" The students on the field became more and more excited and had completely forgotten about the sword fight between Bai Weiwei and Lu Yin just now.
Wu Jun pondered for a moment and said: "If you want to practice witchcraft, it's best to start practicing it from an early age, but it's not impossible for you, it's just that the results will be a little slower and the process may be a little more difficult."
Wu Sheng felt that things had gone a bit wrong. The students present were the source of students for all the immortal sects. We had agreed before that in the first month, everyone would teach together, and after one month, the students would be allowed to choose which sect to join.
Witch Jun did this, and a month hadn’t even come yet, and everyone had joined their witch sect. After struggling for a long time, they finally made wedding clothes for others?
"Teacher Wu Jun, what do you mean by difficulty, specifically?"
Di Jun raised his eyebrows and said: "In the beginning, if you have to take a medicinal bath to refine your body, there may be a little bit of pain, that's it, nothing else."
Humbling in a medicinal bath to refine your body, there may be a little bit of pain.
These are Di Jun's original words. In the ears of these people, they feel like they are going for a big health care. During the massage, the young lady's strength is a little stronger.
So relaxed and comfortable, you can challenge the golden elixir master in ten years.
It makes me happy to think about it.
Di Jun didn't care what they thought. His eyes fell on Bai Weiwei, stared at her and said, "Girl, are you willing to learn witchcraft from me?"
Lu Yin couldn't help but look at him deeply when he heard what he said.
Di Jun wants to go against him?
Bai Weiwei was also stunned, and she quickly reacted.
「I do!」
Her cultivation has been abolished now. If the immortal cultivators who followed her find out, her fate will definitely be tragic.
I believe that this powerful man from the witchcraft religion must also be able to see that Lu Yin has ruined her cultivation.
But he still wants to accept Bai Weiwei as his disciple.
Could it be that he didn't have a good relationship with Lu Yin, but his strength was about the same as Lu Yin's, so he accepted her as his disciple just to disgust Lu Yin.
"Very good!" Di Jun smiled with satisfaction and glanced at Lu Yin, his smile getting wider.
It probably means, boss, are you satisfied if I do this?
Lu Yin rolled his eyes at him and turned away.
He has already destroyed Bai Weiwei's cultivation. As for Di Jun wanting to accept her as his disciple, that is Di Jun's business and Bai Weiwei's opportunity, so he is too lazy to care about it anymore.
Lu Yin's sword was meant to make Bai Weiwei understand and not to test him again and again.
Old love?
I'm sorry, Lu Yin is not that affectionate.
If Bai Weiwei provokes Lu Yin again like he did just now, it will definitely not be as simple as abolishing his cultivation.
Di Jun didn't quite understand what Lu Yin meant. He just felt that he should have done the right thing.
"What's your name?"
Di Jun is quite concerned about the first disciple he accepted after coming out. Although Bai Weiwei's cultivation has been abolished, he has absorbed a trace of Lu Yin's essence and blood before, and his physique is definitely stronger than other immortal cultivators present. In Di Jun's view, Bai Weiwei is a good seedling.
Bai Weiwei's current mentality is no longer that of a delicate girl. She made a discipleship ceremony to Emperor Jun with the etiquette of the Han Dynasty and said: "Master, my little disciple Bai Weiwei."
"Very good!" Di Jun looked at Bai Weiwei and nodded, then said to the other students, "I think you may not know much about body training, so why not let Bai Weiwei show it to you on the spot, and then you can decide whether you want to be my disciple."
Witch sect advocates bravery.
Di Jun also knew that body training was not as simple as it sounds.
You get what you pay for. If you have been practicing witchcraft for ten years and want to be on par with those who have been practicing for hundreds or even hundreds of years, then the price you have to pay for daily practice must be ten times and a hundred times that of others.
After Di Jun finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a copper pot the size of a bathtub appeared in front of everyone.
Di Jun used space magic to move this copper pot from the tribe. All kinds of strange runes were painted with blood around the copper pot. The copper pot was also filled with various medicinal herbs and the blood of some ferocious beasts.
Di Jun waved his hand again, and the copper pot was already filled with water.
Those standing nearby could vaguely smell the faint smell of blood and the unpleasant smell of herbs.
"Go in!" Di Jun's eyes fell on Bai Weiwei.
As soon as he finished speaking, the potion in the copper pot began to boil, and the smell of blood became even stronger.
The dark red smoke was rising above the copper pot, which looked extremely weird.
"The water is boiling?" Those who have only passed the test of cultivating immortality but have not officially cultivated immortality exclaimed.
"It's boiling water, and you won't be able to peel off a layer of skin when you put it in?"
"It looks so scary."
It is obvious that it can cook people!
When Bai Weiwei saw the scene in front of him, his cheeks couldn't help but tremble.
She does not have the cultivation level to become a god now!
Is it really going to be okay if you go down now? !
Di Jun saw her confusion and just said lightly: "Don't worry, you can't die. If you don't dare to go down here, why do you learn witchcraft?"
"In our tribe, babies can go down!"
Is this a place for babies to practice?
I’m afraid I’m going to eat the child!
The students present heard the words and felt a chill on their backs, and aversion to cold arose.
Witchcraft is not orthodox, and it is not without reason. It seems very evil at first glance.
Bai Weiwei glanced towards Lu Yin and found that Lu Yin was chatting with a man at this time and didn't pay attention to the things here at all. She gritted her teeth and finally turned over and jumped in.
Bai Weiwei, who jumped into the copper pot, instantly felt severe pain coming from his skin.
This is the burning sensation when boiling water is poured on the body.
She clearly felt that every inch of her skin was being cooked.
But there is a mysterious power coming from the soup in the pot.
It hurts even more!
That kind of bone-piercing pain is like falling into eighteen levels of purgatory.
Is this what Wu Jun meant by a little pain?
Bai Weiwei resisted the urge to scream, and finally passed out from the pain, even his head was immersed in the medicinal soup.
The mysterious witchcraft words painted on the copper pot seemed to come alive, and streaks of blood-red light sank into the pot.
Bai Weiwei woke up from severe pain again, this time she subconsciously let out a heart-rending scream.
But the scream only lasted for a moment, and she endured it again.
When her head came out of the medicine soup, many students nearby covered their eyes in fear.
Bai Weiwei used to look like a fairy before, but now, her face was covered with burns and red marks from various blisters, which was simply terrifying.
Some girls were so frightened that they cried out and sat down on the ground.
Handong had already walked up to Lu Yin just now, chatting with him all the time. When he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but cursed.
“Damn it! This damn thing is completely disfigured!”
Lu Yin looked at Bai Weiwei who was holding back the pain in the copper pot with an expressionless face.
He didn't know how to describe his current mood.
The reason why Bai Weiwei wanted to kill Lu Yin to prove the Tao was simply because she had learned the Forgetfulness Art of Emperor Black Water Xuanming. Maybe she thought that set of techniques was really invincible.
Or maybe she thought that as long as she could be ruthless enough to kill Lu Yin, she would be able to attain enlightenment.
It's a pity that she didn't know that even if Emperor Heishui Xuanming came in person, he would still be a stinky younger brother in front of Lu Yin.
Can Guo Shengtong's memory of reincarnation really change a person's mind so easily?
Lu Yin always felt that he understood people's hearts very well, but now, he felt that he couldn't understand them.
Disfigured?
Bai Weiwei's heart trembled violently, but she still clenched her fists and did not move in the copper pot, nor did she make any sound of pain.
"Bai Weiwei will not die, right?"
"Boiled water, how can one survive? Everyone is cooked, right?"
"I don't dare to learn any more witchcraft. How can this be a little painful? It's obviously going to cost people's lives, and it's over before it even begins."
...
The students around him were talking about it, but Di Jun didn't say anything, and just looked at Bai Weiwei quietly.
Witchcraft body refining must be painful, but the power of the witch formation on the copper pot and the soup are enough to ensure that the person in the copper pot will not die.
The burned skin will actually recover very quickly. If you practice for a long time, your body will become extremely powerful after you practice it to the extreme.
Time passed little by little, and some people could not help but vomit, and some were trembling with fear.
Han Dong next to Lu Yin whispered: "Lu Yin, that Bai Weiwei is not dead, and I feel that she will become stronger because of this..."
Lu Yin raised his eyebrows and said, "Really?"
Han Dong nodded and said, "Do you believe it, brother?"
Lu Yin said, "Believe it, why don't you believe it?"
Han Dong patted Lu Yin on the shoulder and said, "You have such poor qualifications. You probably won't be able to cultivate immortality. Why don't you try witchcraft? I feel like it. I think I can do it."
Lu Yin said with a smile: "I'm afraid of pain."
Handong sighed and said, "You have poor qualifications and are afraid of pain. Do you plan to stay in the realm of Qi training for the rest of your life? How is this different from a salted fish?"
Lu Yin said: "It's good to be a salted fish, I just want to be a salted fish."
Handong shook his head helplessly, looking like a piece of rotten wood that could not be carved. In the end, he could only sigh and said: "But don't worry! I will protect you from now on!"
Lu Yin glanced at Han Dong and said, "Thank you in advance."
Han Dong was still immersed in the dream of being a big brother. , said: "It's a trivial matter, just wait! I plan to learn witchcraft!"
Han Dong clenched his fists, stared at the copper pot in front of him, and said, "I feel that Bai Weiwei's face will get better, just wait!"
Lu Yin was a little curious, and asked: "Why do you think so?"
Han Dong smiled wisely and said: "Isn't this simple? Look at this teacher Wu Jun, is he disfigured? And after reaching a certain level of cultivation, he can definitely reshape his appearance."
"Also, Bai Weiwei may not be as painful as we thought. All of this is probably Teacher Wu Jun's test for us!"
Lu Yin couldn't help but nodded and said, "I think what you said makes sense."
At this time, Lu Yin's eyes fell on Li Xiaofeng, who was not far away.
This descendant of Li Chunfeng also came to Xiuxian Academy.
Di Jun's eyes swept across the people present, and with a wave of his hand, two more huge copper pots appeared in front of everyone.
"I take back what I said before. Now I will accept two more people as my disciples. If you are willing, go in!"
Di Jun could see that not everyone had the courage to enter the copper pot to refine their bodies.
The tribesmen in the tribe have faith. They believe in the witch god, so as long as they say what he says, the tribesmen will listen. Even if they are asked to die, those tribesmen will never have any doubts.
But these people in front of me are different.
They want to gain powerful power, but also want to be able to easily defeat the Qi Refiners in the Golden Core realm without paying any price. They are already afraid of the first step of body refining.
What would he do with such a person?
It is better to lack than to overdo it!
"The last two spots are left! Lu Yin, are you going to be a coward for the rest of your life?" Han Dong grabbed Lu Yin and wanted Lu Yin to follow him to join the witch sect.
Before Lu Yin had time to react, Li Xiaofeng rushed out, stood in front of a copper pot, and said to Di Jun: "Teacher Wu Jun, I would like to join the witchcraft religion!"
He has fought against Lu Yin...
No, it should be said that he tried to attack Lu Yin.
Lu Yin just flipped through the book and broke his innate Bagua Formation, so that Li Xiaofeng still doesn't know what realm Lu Yin is.
But now that he has entered the copper pot, he may have seized Lu Yin's opportunity.
Handong saw that Li Xiaofeng had seized the opportunity, gritted his teeth, let go of Lu Yin, and said, "I gave you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it!" In front of the copper pot, he said to Di Jun: "Teacher Wu Jun, Han Dong is willing to join the witch sect!"
Di Jun had just noticed that Han Dong seemed to be familiar with Lu Yin, and thought that this person should also be recommended by Lu Yin.
"Very good! Go in!" Di Jun nodded, indicating that he could go in, and accepted the disciple.
The moment Han Dong jumped into the pot, he immediately let out a scream.
"Damn! It's so hot!" Han Dong was still in the realm of Xudan, so he had some basic knowledge, but after entering, he still felt so hot that he screamed.
He is very depressed now. Why don't Li Xiaofeng and Bai Weiwei feel hot?
Soon, he discovered that as the blood-colored witchcraft text that solidified into substance was integrated into the soup, the Qi mobilized around him was actually swallowed up and assimilated by some mysterious power.
The pain is getting worse...
"Ah ah ah! Damn! It's burning to death!"
Han Dong's voice spread throughout the Xiuxian School, which is called heartbreaking.
But he still didn't come out of the copper pot, and kept screaming in pain.
Compared to Han Dong, Bai Weiwei and Li Xiaofeng are much quieter.
Suffering the same pain, Bai Weiwei, a woman with a ruined cultivation level, could not even hold back a hum.
What can’t be done with this kind of will?