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Volume 3 Tianshan Trial Chapter 103 Blood Exchange

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    For the first time, the figure of Teacher Madu appeared in Ling Fan's mind, that strange teacher who did things regardless of other people's feelings and used Ling Fan as a guinea pig for experiments!

    He has never been as eager to see Teacher Madu as he is now, because he understands that without a powerful alchemist like Teacher Madu, he would not be able to survive.

    How much he wanted to scream, how much he wanted to enter the alchemy hut that he had resisted before, but he couldn't.  He didn't cherish the time in the alchemy hut before, but now he regretted it. He vowed that if he could enter that hut again, he would not waste a single moment of time and study hard with Teacher Madu.

    Now he understands how valuable an alchemist is and how helpful it will be to become an alchemist.

    Just lying on the dry ground, you can easily see the open Douyin hut and the closed spiritual hut.  Not to mention the Spiritual Hut, the chance of Uncle Kenny appearing is almost zero. As for the Douyin Hut, although it has been open all year round, Ling Fan has never seen Libisna step out of the Douyin Hut.

    Every time I come to the Douyin hut, I see Lipisner carving seriously, starting over and over again, never stopping.

    The time spent lying on the ground passed extremely long. Ling Fan even felt that he had been lying on the cold ground for several years. The gradually drying up of his body had affected his consciousness. He really didn't know how much longer he could lie there or whether he would be miserable.  Die in the rookie world?

    There was not much vitality left. At this moment, a choking smell of smoke mixed with the faint fragrance of women's flowers floated into the nostrils. In this fragrant but not fragrant gas, there was a vague smell of thousands of herbs.  , after taking such a sip, the originally exhausted body actually gained a little strength.

    Using the last of his strength, he moved his head slightly to the right, and a female figure with mysterious curves came into view. The woman held a pipe in her red lips and blew out circles of smoke that seemed to be illusory and real, covering her with a cloud.  A veil of mystery.

    "Boy, are you planning to stay here and wait to die?" Teacher Madu still spoke in the tone of not treating you as a human being, but to Ling Fan's ears, it sounded extremely pleasant to the ear, even if it cost him his whole life.  Listen, it won't be annoying.

    Opening his chapped lips, Ling Fan didn't know if he had made any sound. He looked at Teacher Madu with pleading eyes, as if to say: "Teacher, your excellent disciple is about to die, you still have  Do you want to smoke? Saving people is more important. If you delay it any longer, the King of Hell will really take away your soul."

    "Boy, with your body in this state, it seems that you really want to die. But it's about to happen. It will take an hour at most. No matter how strong your consciousness is, you will die."

    Teacher Madu patted Ling Fan¡¯s unconscious cheek, and even made sarcastic remarks at this time, but Ling Fan knew from her calm eyes that Teacher Madu had a solution!

    If even she can't do anything, then Ling Fan will just wait for death. In his understanding, Madu is the most powerful alchemist he knows.

    "But it's not impossible." As Ling Fan thought, Teacher Madu's words immediately turned things around.

    "Your body is easy to deal with external injuries. Even the holes in your body can be repaired by soaking in the Taiyi body nourishing liquid I prepared. The most troublesome thing is your blood, tsk tsk, with such a loss of blood, your  Blood has completely lost its ability to regenerate. Without blood, death is certain."

    Ling Fan rolled his eyes in his heart. I'm almost dead. If you have something to say, you can't say it directly. You have to make a big detour and analyze your current situation to let yourself know how old you are. Do you want to tell me the solution at the end?

    teacher!  This is human life, don¡¯t joke, hurry up and get to the point!

    Ling Fan almost roared, but he no longer had that ability, so he could only respond to Teacher Madu with blank eyes.

    "Not bad, not bad, my eyes can still move." Teacher Madu put his pipe on the ground and knocked it, his face suddenly became serious: "Boy, if you want to live, you must have a blood transfusion and replace all the blood in your body. But it's a pity, I'm here  There is no powerful blood, only a kind of artificial blood that I configured. The blood essence of various powerful beasts is added to it. I am not afraid to tell you whether it is blood or not. I still can¡¯t tell. It is forcefully poured into you.  Whether your body can be revived is one thing, and what will happen after it is revived is another. You are likely to be greatly repelled by the blood, and you would be worse off than dead. It is also possible that the animal breath in the artificial blood is too strong.  It will directly make you lose your mind. In short, all kinds of things may happen. By then, your death may be even more painful than now."

    Teacher Madu¡¯s stern explanation finally made Ling Fan realize how bad his physical condition was. It seemed that he really went too far this time and even had to replace all his blood.

    If another alchemist said something like blood transfusion, Ling Fan would definitely slap him in the face.?Is this nonsense?  But Teacher Madu was different. Although she was not in a hurry, what she said was worthy of belief, at least Ling Fan believed it.

    Blood transfusion was enough, but there was no blood source. Teacher Madu made so-called artificial blood as if he knew this would happen. I don¡¯t know if it was blood or just an experiment of Teacher Madu.

    After all, Ling Fan discovered the hard way that he had become the guinea pig for Teacher Madu's experiment again, but even Teacher Madu was not sure whether it would succeed this time.

    If you don¡¯t try, you will definitely die. If you try, there may be hope. Under such circumstances, will Ling Fan give up?

    Of course not. Since meeting Deacon Lu, he has been in desperate situations more than once, but he gritted his teeth and persevered. Now that he finally has hope of survival, how can he give up?

    Ling Fan's answer was conveyed by his firm eyes. At this moment, Teacher Madu stopped talking nonsense. He put away his pipe and waved his hand, and a majestic force immediately swept Ling Fan into the air.

    Being wrapped in this power, Ling Fan felt that his whole body was extremely hot, as if he was in a sea of ??fire.  This kind of power was so strong that it could kill Deacon Lu instantly with just one finger. Ling Fan could not imagine how powerful Teacher Madu, an alchemist, was.

    Just like that, Ling Fan was like tissue paper, enveloped by energy, floating in the void, flying closely with Teacher Madu.

    The medicine refining hut was cleaned by Teacher Madu at some point. In addition to the bookshelf, there was also a one-meter-high wooden barrel placed in the center of the hut. Next to the barrel was a long square table.

    There are various items placed on the long table, including knives, magical herbs, and medicine bottles. It looks like a doctor's workbench, complicated but neat.

    After entering the hut, Teacher Madu started working in an orderly manner, while Ling Fan kept floating in the void. I wonder if it was Teacher Madu¡¯s intention. He was floating in a position where he could see the entire process of Teacher Madu¡¯s work.

    The bucket was filled with scalding hot water, and bottles of potions that Ling Fan couldn't name were poured into the bucket.  Some of these potions are fragrant, and some have a foul smell. Their reactions when falling into the water are different. Sometimes they just add color to the hot water, and sometimes they explode like bombs in the water.

    Teacher Madu is very skilled in her movements. Every time she adds ingredients, she will carefully confirm it with her eyes, nose, or hands. She is so serious that she almost forgets herself.

    The liquid medicine was almost added, and the hot water had turned red at this moment, and Teacher Madu did not stop.  She took dozens of kinds of spiritual herbs, and threw some directly into the water, while others used flames to extract the essence before putting them in again.

    The boiling hot water did not cool down due to the passage of time under Teacher Madu's tossing. The hot water seemed to be affected by some kind of law. Under the stimulation of the drug, it always maintained a temperature of about 80 degrees.

    The water in the barrel kept changing colors in Teacher Madu¡¯s hands. In just ten minutes, it changed a total of thirty-six times.

    Boom!

    As the last drop of spiritual grass essence dripped into the water, the originally turbid hot water suddenly erupted with a thunderous sound. Then the turbidity in the hot water gradually receded. After a while, it was crystal clear again, except for the surrounding areas of the hot water.  Except for the slight difference in the lingering heat, I really can't tell the difference between the hot water at this moment and the beginning.

    When everything was completed, Teacher Madu shed a rare sweat and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeves. Even Teacher Madu took a deep breath.

    "Boy, from now on, you have to soak in the water for two hours. During these two hours, the water in the bucket will drain the blood from your body. Don't worry, as long as you have a living consciousness and don't give up, you won't  dead."

    Teacher Madu explained casually, and with one move, Ling Fan floated above the barrel.  He was still half a meter away from the barrel, and the heat rolling in from the barrel already made him feel like he was facing a sea of ??fire, but his body was already exhausted. Although he was in pain, he couldn't even sweat.

    "This temperature won't kill you, so don't worry."

    Teacher Madu said a word lightly, raised her jade finger in the air, and the energy surrounding Ling Fan disappeared instantly. Ling Fan fell into the barrel like a stone.

    As soon as he entered the wooden barrel, the scalding hot water made Ling Fan almost faint from the pain. He gritted his teeth and twitched all over, but finally survived.  But even if he loses consciousness, he can still know that his skin must be extremely red now, and a piece of flesh can be extracted with just a little push.

    The temperature was just the beginning. After soaking in the water for about a minute, the hot water began to roll. They seemed to suddenly come to life, like a sea tide, rushing towards Ling Fan crazily.

    The body surface is already riddled with holes, andThe hot water rushed into Ling Fan's body through the holes on the body surface.  This kind of pain is beyond words. Judging from Ling Fan's distorted expression, it is at least the most painful thing he has ever experienced.

    "The hot water enters the body and flows throughout Ling Fan's blood vessels, meridians, bones internal organs. Whenever it encounters blood, the hot water is like hungry wolves, swarming up and swallowing the blood cleanly.

    Hot water uses this method to clear the blood in Ling Fan's body. What is strange is that while the hot water clears the blood, the strange gas emitted from the hot water actually enters Ling Fan's blood vessels and temporarily acts as blood.  It circulates in his body.

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