Almighty flower care master

"Hiss... Pain, the pain of flesh and blood being torn apart!"

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Qin Yang only felt that his body had been nailed with nails, and there was no pain in every part of his body. His body seemed to no longer belong to him. His hands and feet could not be coordinated. The organs in his body seemed to be completely broken. As soon as he moved, he gasped in pain.

But fortunately, he did not die after all.

Qin Yang let out a low moan, let out a low breath, gave a wry smile, and slowly opened his eyes.

The moment the eyes were opened, the eyes were as red as blood, the whites and eyeballs were not visible, only a layer of blood mist lingered in them, the brightness was astonishing, as if it was enough to penetrate the boundless darkness.

Qin Yang saw the door at a glance. There were a few special plastic bowls and chopsticks, three bowls of water, and three bowls of rice... How could I eat so much? Could it be that the prison guards knew about my physical condition and sent more on purpose? Food for me?

But, no!

Qin Yang woke up quickly. He was taken to prison because of murder in the detention center. Without any interrogation, he was directly locked in a small black room, and his personal freedom was completely restricted. It is used to imprison vicious and vicious criminals, not to mention personal freedom is restricted, even the freedom of survival is restricted.

In this way, there is no possibility of extra meals at all.

Moreover, if it is an extra meal, it is impossible, it is three bowls of rice that are exactly the same.

Then it can only be explained that these are three meals a day sent to him by the prison guards.

"According to this calculation, wouldn't I be in a coma for a full night and a day, a full 24 hours, maybe a little longer, and I don't know if it is day or night." Qin Yang murmured He said that he didn't even know that his unconscious practice had tortured him for so long.

He had shed too much blood and sweat, lost too much energy, and was already very hungry. Even if he was given a piece of bark at this time, he would probably be able to eat it with relish.

Qin Yang is no longer picky eaters. Under such circumstances, picky eaters will undoubtedly be difficult for his stomach. What's more, he has to bow his head under the eaves. He doesn't know what he will face in the future. If he cannot maintain enough physical strength , is definitely a slow suicide.

Qin Yang was really hungry, no matter how unpalatable the food was or how unpalatable the water was, he started to eat bowl after bowl, eating three bowls of rice and three bowls of water in just 5 minutes. inside.

But the stomach is like a bottomless pit. After eating so much food, he doesn’t feel full at all. Qin Yang feels that he can eat a cow. He greedily looks at the six empty bowls with a regretful expression. Turn around and sit down against the wall again.

I don't know if it's because all his physical strength was overdrawn last night, but Qin Yang couldn't concentrate at this time, and even his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't close his eyes. In the small space of square meters, there is a wooden toilet. There is a layer of dirty yellow stains on the edge of the toilet. The stench in the room is also coming from the toilet.

And the clothes on his body were even more as if they had just been pulled out of the mud. They were black and smelly, covered with a layer of black mud, and the soft clothes became hard, as if wearing a stone.

It's better not to wear this clothes, Qin Yang moved his mind, he simply took off the clothes, anyway, he was locked here, no one saw it, but just after unbuttoning, Qin Yang's heart suddenly trembled.

"How can I see so many things clearly? Is it dawn? Or is it the light?"

You must know that after staying in a closed and dark space for a long time, although the eyes can gradually adapt to the light inside, it is only adaptation, and it is absolutely impossible to see so clearly.

And Qin Yang knew very well that although he could see things at night after breaking through the third layer of dark energy, he was only able to see things. It was impossible to see the situation at night as clearly as during the day.

With doubts, Qin Yang probed his head and looked around. In the enclosed space, even if it was dawn, the sun's rays could not shine inside.And in this kind of place, it is even more impossible to have such a thing as a light bulb.

"Is it an eye problem? Yes, it must be an eye problem!" Qin Yang discovered the crux of the matter, and looked around again, and it became more and more certain that there was a mutation in the eyes.

"Could it be the sequelae left over from last night, but it's not right..." Qin Yang sat up straight, ignoring the pain all over his body, and forced himself to calm down, gradually feeling the changes in his body.

Like a body that has been completely torn apart, but not completely torn apart, there is an invisible breath sustaining every part of it, keeping its vitality alive.

"This is, is it time to break through Huajin?" Qin Yang was startled for a moment, and then he was incomparably ecstatic.

Although Qin Yang has never touched the threshold of Huajin, he has heard from the beautiful master that Huajin refers to the strength of transforming emptiness, also called through the whole body.

Toukong's whole body is easy to understand, it means to use all the energy and energy of the space to break through and then stand up, allowing the human body to return to the pure state of a baby, to reconnect with the natural world, to understand and see through the world.

"Yes, it must be Huajin, otherwise it would be impossible to become like this!" Qin Yang's heart was shocked again and again. No wonder the old man always emphasized that suffering is a blessing. Qin Yang was not willing to believe it before, but he did not expect it. The word "blessing" can be interpreted in such a way, and the mystery in it is really indescribable.

But Qin Yang is very clear that he has only touched the threshold of energy transformation, and is far from breaking through. Otherwise, the body's self-healing ability would not be so bad.

However, the threshold from the third stage of dark energy to transformation energy is like a moat to practitioners. I don't know how many people have never been able to cross it throughout their lives, and finally died in depression.

You must know that the breakthrough from dark energy to transformation energy is not just a breakthrough in strength and realm, but the most important thing is a transformation of spirit and spirit, a leap from quantitative change to qualitative change. Represents countless possibilities in life.

It is even rumored that if you practice to the extreme, you can initially experience the gods.

Qin Yang doesn't know what kind of state a god is, but in his eyes, the beautiful master is close to a god-like existence.

Could it be that the beautiful master has already transcended the mundane world, and has already crossed the threshold of Huajin... Then, what kind of state is she in now?

Originally, Qin Yang was complacent about his breakthrough this time, but when he recalled the beautiful master's every move, eye-catching and smiling, he was extremely depressed.

"Damn it, I want to become stronger, beautiful master, one day, I will make you look up to me!" Qin Yang let out a low growl, not daring to slack off, putting his whole body into it, mobilizing the last bit of energy in his body, and meditating Pranayama.

Three hours later, Qin Yang's closed eyes snapped open, and the figure leaped up to the roof, punched out, and with a bang, the steel wall panel pierced through.

Qin Yang looked at his unscathed fist, then at the hole on the top of his head, his eyes were as sharp as a knife!

Huajin, Xiaocheng!

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"Kang Dang...Kang Dang..." Two sounds, the heavy iron door was opened from the outside, and the light forced people to come, piercing Qin Yang's eyelids with slight pain.

"Bring the food." Qin Yang thought that the prison police had brought food and water, so he got up and reached out to ask for it.

The prison guard who opened the door saw Qin Yang standing up, jumped in shock, and took two steps back hastily. A group of five prison guards hurriedly pulled out the pistols around their waists and pointed them at Qin Yang.

Qin Yang said angrily: "I just asked you for some food, what are you doing so nervous, I won't eat you."

The jailer who opened the door still couldn't recover, stared at him with wide eyes, terrified as if seeing a ghost, and said stammeringly: "You...you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Qin Yang asked wonderingly.

"You...how come you have nothing to do?" Panting heavily, the jailer finally finished a sentence.

You know, Qin Yang has been locked inside for more than 48 hours. Ordinary people are locked in a small dark room, and within twelve hours, they will be forced to become insane and crazy.

But Qin Yang has been imprisoned for such a long time, but there is nothing wrong with him. Not to mention the changes in his facial expressions and physical strength, even his speaking speed is so calm and powerful.

He doesn't look like someone who has been imprisoned in a small black room for so long. Those who don't know will think that he was just imprisoned.

Frowning, Qin Yang said displeasedly: "Why, do you really hope that I have something to do? Did you bring food and water? If you don't bring it, get out!"

Hearing what Qin Yang said, the prison guard became more and more sure that Qin Yang was not only fine, but seemed to have had enough energy, was terrified to death, and lost his mind. After a while, he said in a daze: "Qin Yang, someone wants to see you , please follow us."

"Who wants to see me?" Qin Yang said impatiently.

Another prison guard pointed a gun at him and sternly shouted, "Stop talking nonsense, let's go!"

Qin Yang looked at him contemptuously, smiled lightly, brushed aside the pistol he pointed at, and said, "If I were you, I'd better put the gun away quickly, so as not to accidentally wipe the gun and let it go off, that would be bad." .”

The prison guard faintly remembered what happened in the detention center, his mind shook slightly, his arms lowered involuntarily, but he still shouted loudly: "Take it away!"

Five prison guards guarded him layer by layer, carefully leading Qin Yang to turn around an iron gate, pass through a narrow corridor, and come to a door.

The door was pushed open, and the inside of the room was divided into two sections by a special transparent bulletproof glass. On the other side of the glass, An Yi Qingyin sat there with a sullen face, fidgeting. Hearing footsteps, he raised his head and looked at Qin Yang. The sound He said in a low voice: "Qin Yang."

"So it's you?" Qin Yang smiled indifferently, sat down on the chair, took a few deep breaths of fresh air, and said lightly, "What's your business!"