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  "What's it to you? Anyway, the world is big enough for everyone." The old man rolled his eyes and obviously didn't want to tell Yifeng about this matter.

  Yi Feng saw the situation and had a clear understanding in his heart: "The old man should not be lower than the fifth level of the Honored Rank. Tsk, tsk, Honored Rank Fifth Level, it's stunning! No wonder the old man has always been so arrogant."

  "Alright kid, I'm going to take action now, you just bear with it for a bit." The old man said with an evil grin, as if he had been waiting for this opportunity.

  Yi Feng glared fiercely at the old man, but there was nothing he could do. He had to drag his somewhat limp hand out of the Na Ling ring that Ning Xuan had given him and take out the Zi Jin water, handing it over to the old man and saying: "This is Zi Jin water, will it be beneficial for treating injuries this time?"

  The old man's eyes lit up, and he snatched it away, looking at Yifeng with surprise and asking: "How did you get this treasure? And also, when I went back home, I managed to get the Nalring Ring too?"

  "Wow, you're so handsome, wherever you stand, someone will always come to deliver something." Yifeng said, looking at Yifeng with a smug expression.

  The old man suddenly realized: "Oh, so he's gone to be a gigolo. No wonder."

  "Boom..."

  Yi Feng plunged his head into the bucket, Yi Feng's eyes widened and he gritted his teeth, saying: "Old man, you're ruthless."

  The old man looked at Yifeng with disdain, opened the small bottle of Zi Jin Shui with one hand, and said with a tilted head: "When you go to be a gigolo in the future, remember to ask for more Zi Jin Shui for me. Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that being a gigolo would get such a treasure. Should I go do it too?"

  Grass, old man, why don't you just die? For a little bit of purple gold water, you actually instructed your own disciple to be a white lotus. What kind of master is this?

  However, when Yifeng saw the old man pouring the entire bottle of Zijin water into the bucket of medicinal water, Yifeng's heart ached terribly and he hastily stopped him, saying: "Old man, what are you doing?"

  Good heavens! This was what I managed to scrape together from Ning Xuan's place, and now it's all gone just like that?

  The old man didn't pay attention to Yī Fēng, poured the remaining purple gold water into the bucket of medicinal herbs, threw away the bottle, and said lightly to Yī Fēng: "If you want to suffer less pain and make the whole process of re-casting your meridians smoother, just be honest and don't speak."

  Yi Feng heard this sentence, he quickly shut his mouth. A bottle of purple gold water, although he was heartbroken, but the inhuman pain was even more unbearable for him.

  The old man nodded in satisfaction, his palm once again stuck to the back of Yifeng: "You little stinker, although the Purple Gold Water is precious, but the medicine in this bucket of mine is not inferior to it? You've remade your meridians three times and made me lose nearly half my family's fortune."

  A faint yellow aura flowed into his body along the back of Yifeng, and under the control of the old man, the aura was obedient and brought a warm comfort to Yifeng.

  However, Hou Yi knew that this was just a brief sweetness, and after this brief sweetness came endless hell.

  "Kid, don't need me to remind you, right? Remember, you must hold on." The old man reminded.

  Yi Feng nodded slightly, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, waiting for the old man's move.

  The old man saw that Yifeng had entered a state of fury, his eyes also became serious, and with a sudden burst of light from the hand touching Yifeng's back, he shouted: "Break..."

  As soon as the words fell, the gentle and warm aura in Yifeng's body suddenly went into chaos. The aura seemed to be like a meat grinder, cutting off Yifeng's meridians segment by segment.

  All of this was accomplished in an instant. The pale yellow aura, like a fierce beast, tore apart the delicate meridians, leaving them completely shattered. The originally clear and distinct meridians had transformed into segments of rotten rope.

  "Hmph..."

  A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, falling into the bucket, and the originally pitch-black **was dyed red, but was immediately swallowed up by the pitch-black medicinal liquid.

  Yi Feng's face was as white as snow, the blue veins on his forehead bulged, and beads of sweat the size of beans poured out from his body. It can be seen that he is enduring great suffering.

  Yi Feng clenched his lips tightly, fresh blood constantly gushing out from the corners of his mouth, dripping down, and then being swallowed by the black medicinal liquid, repeatedly.

  The old man saw that Rong was speechless and hadn't uttered a word, he nodded his head in satisfaction. This is just the beginning, if he can't even bear this, then there's no need to persist.

  Yi Feng couldn't help but bitterly smile in his heart: His meridians, which had been tempered for four years and had already taken shape, were severed by the old man with a single move. Compared to the previous two times, the pain was indescribable. This was also why Yi Feng said he absolutely wouldn't be able to withstand a fourth time.

  After the old man cut off Hou Feng's meridians, he didn't slack off. The fresh blood surging out of Hou Feng's body was drawn into his throat by the strong internal energy, and then suppressed again by the powerful internal energy to prevent more blood from flowing out. He wanted a clear internal environment, so that he could guarantee no more mistakes would be made.

  Fresh blood gushed out of his mouth, one mouthful after another. The originally black medicine was also unable to swallow the redness, and soon, with the place where the blood fell as the center, the black color turned red.

  This scene makes one wonder if Yifeng will cough up blood and die from it.

  The old man took a deep breath, and his thoughts merged into the body of Yi Feng. The meridians that had been strangled like rotten ropes were pulled by him with strong internal energy, forming a strange route.

  Of course, the pain of the meridians was so intense that it made Hou Feng's entire body's veins bulge deeply, his muscles tense like steel plates. His face turned deathly pale, completely bloodless, as if he had been dead for several days.

  He wanted to yell out in pain, but his throat couldn't produce a single sound, and he felt like he was in hell.

  The old man obviously also knew about Yī Fēng's situation, but he didn't dare to rush. The lessons from the previous two times told him: he had to be extremely careful.

  "Hou Yi's little boy, just bear with it for now. After you've endured, I'll give you beauty, wealth, and even limited edition items - aren't these what you desire most?" the old man thought to himself.

  The old man's infuriating energy surged again, and more broken meridians in his body were pulled together. The meridians combined into a familiar route in the old man's mind, and the medicinal properties in the bucket also merged into these meridians at a visible speed, as if they were viscous, perfectly combining these meridians.

  At this moment, Hou Yi clenched his teeth tightly, fearing that he would faint and never wake up again. All over his body, beads of blood oozed out from his skin, and his entire person seemed to twist into a grotesque shape.

  "Drink..."

  The old man let out a loud shout and closed his eyes, as if he had been suddenly awakened by a sharp arrow.

  "Come on, kid, just a little more, just a bit longer."

  Yi Feng forcibly nodded his head, and his lips were bitten until they bled.

  Time, in a state of extreme quietness, ticked away, and finally, when Yī Fēng relaxed his clenched lips, his whole body seemed to no longer belong to him. Under the faintly discernible spirit, the old man let out a breath, and gently patted Yī Fēng's forehead. His entire person was weak, with sweat dripping all over his body, his face pale, clearly extremely exhausted.