Countryside Magic Doctor

"Oh, really? Let me pay attention!" He Feng nodded and said.

He really didn't notice just now, so he used a little more strength.

With the huge real Qi flowing in, those real Qi that are active in the meridians of the ethereal limbs in an instant seem to encounter a powerful compressor.

It shrinks rapidly and then shrinks into a small mass, a small mass along the channels of the meridians.

In He Feng's true Qi, he gradually went around, and then surged along the meridians, along the muscles and veins of piaomizi, towards the distant sea of Qi.

In just a few minutes, an old face of misty son became pig liver color, as if he was enduring great pain.

He Feng was a little worried. He was afraid that the old man suddenly hiccupped and farted. He hurriedly asked, "is everything all right, old man?"

"It's all right, I can stand it!" piaomizi said, wiping a trace of congestion at the corner of his mouth with his hand.

It seems that the old man has strong pain tolerance.

So he Feng went on and increased his efforts to inject Qi again. Originally, the channels and collaterals of misty son were full of Qi.

After all, he just broke through once some time ago. Although it is empty, his body seems to be full of containers.

At the moment, he Feng suddenly injected so much real Qi.

It's like pouring another pot of water into a bottle that has been filled with water. If you want them to fill it, you can only carry out one step.

Either expand the volume of the container, or compress some things to make room.

Or kick something out.

Squeeze out some space!

Both the front and back are not allowed. Squeeze out the real Qi and squeeze yourself. Then you can't help piaomizi solidify the real Qi.

If you squeeze out the ethereal person, the ethereal son must be unwilling. He is now in a period of hunger and thirst. It is called a desire for strength.

Where can he Feng spit out the true Qi He has inhaled into his body?

As for changing a container, it is even more impossible!

Just made a breakthrough, and the misty son who has changed a larger container, how can he make another breakthrough one after another?

He is not the protagonist in fantasy novels. He is covered by the halo of the protagonist of the chosen son. How can he break through so easily.

If he Feng had this possibility.

Who let others lead?

So there is only one road left.

But compression is not so good.

Those who have seen the hydraulic press work and compress the iron block know that every molecule and atom are forcibly squeezed and broken, and then fused together.

The pain is great.

As the subject of suffering, he Feng is really a little worried. If he really can't stand it, he will be guilty.

Saving a person's life is better than building a level 7 floating slaughter, but killing a person's life?

The Buddha didn't say, and he Feng didn't dare to ask.

"Old man, be patient!" after saying this.

He Feng began.

A continuous stream of majestic Qi directly merged into the misty son's body, and then squeezed the Qi that had become thin in his meridians.

Compress the real Qi and inject it into the air sea in an instant.

It's like a constantly working compression software that compresses various folders, then packages and sends them to the cloud.

"Ah!" misty son uttered a sad cry, then said with his teeth: "it's all right. I can stand it."

He Feng doesn't believe this. Shit, the old man can't see it.

Now I'm compressing Qi more and more, but the effect is very few, and there is no effect at all.

It seems that he suddenly lost this function.

If it weren't for those minor achievements, he Feng felt that he was doing useless work.

"The old man can't seem to get it? Why don't we stop first and consolidate the in the sea of Qi?" He Feng said to piaomizi.

He did not dare to do so now. At the moment, the misty sea of Qi was filled with real Qi, just like an oxygen bottle.

If you continue to inject oxygen into it, it is likely to explode the pressure gauge and then explode directly.

So he really didn't dare.

"It's all right. I can hold on for a while and continue!" misty son said quite hard.

But he Feng could clearly feel that piaomizi's face had been twisted into balsam pear, his forehead was shaking, and his sweat was rolling down.

Seeing him like this, he Feng had to continue to act, after compressing several wisps of true Qi into the sea of air of misty son.

He Feng suddenly widened his eyes.

He was surprised to find a wonderful thing.

That is the chance that you have just compressed into the misty sea of Qi, and the real Qi comes out again.

Back to the meridians.

It's just useless work. The Qihai belongs to the place where the misty son can control. Now it's no longer accepted, or instinctive resistance.

That can only explain one truth.

It can't hold any more here.

"Can't the old man?" He Feng was frightened and asked.

"Master, stop quickly. If you don't continue, it's dangerous." Yunzhu stopped he Feng and said.

"What's the danger?" He Feng had some strange questions.

"The violent explosion may destroy this place!" Yunzhu said with lingering fear.

"No!" He Feng said with some fear. He was thinking that he should not. Although he thought so, would it be difficult for the cultivator to explode!

Doesn't this mean that every cultivator is a natural "human bomb"

At this time, he Feng found that the misty son on one side had been unconscious, and there was a trace of red blood in the corner of his mouth.

"I'll go, the old man won't be able to explode?" He Feng said in surprise.

"No, he can't stand it. He feels too painful, and then he faints. Or his physical instinct makes him unable to hold on, but he still wants to hold on mentally." Yunzhu explains.

Even if he Fengdang understood, he came forward and kicked the misty son with a few feet. He scolded and said, "old man, you're really TMD not a thing. You almost killed me. I don't know."

Misty son struggled to get up from the ground, immediately fell to the ground and said to He Feng, "why did I stop? When did I hurt you? Didn't I wronged people so much?"

"Still dare to argue?" He Feng just kicked it.

Yunzhu hurriedly pulled him down and said, "don't hit him, master!"

He Feng extinguished the fire, then lowered his head and said to piaomizi.

"More than half of this time has been completed. Your gas sea is about to burst. You'd better wait for the next time. You'll consolidate the gas sea for a while. You can't be a fat man at a bite."