I want to go back to my original world and live an ordinary life.

As the pain continued to spread throughout his body, Qiu Yan felt that his master was not taking a bath to remove the odor from his body, but rather a medicinal bath prepared by his master. Thinking of this, Qiu Yan felt that it was possible, because he had read in novels that some practitioners often took baths with herbs, commonly known as body tempering, and this process seemed to be quite painful. Thinking that the pain was caused by his master to temper his body, Qiu Yan felt relieved. After all, his master was doing this for his own good, and he had to endure it no matter how painful it was.

In this way, as the temperature in the barrel continued to rise, Qiu Yan's pain became more and more intense. In the end, bubbles even appeared in the barrel, just like when the water was boiled. At this time, Qiu Yan felt as if his body was cut into pieces. The pain was really beyond words. But even so, Qiu Yan still tightly grasped the edge of the barrel, gritted his teeth and soaked his body completely in the water, not daring to cut corners. Because Qiu Yan knew that his talent was already very poor. If he couldn't even bear a little pain, then what was the point of practicing? He would just let the master send him to the human world, work as a waiter in a restaurant or grocery store, and then live his life as an ordinary person. But since Qiu Yan decided to be a strong man and return to his original world, he would jump into the oil pan without hesitation even if he was asked to fry, not to mention boiling in boiling water.

Gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, he didn't know how long it had been, maybe just a moment, or maybe a long time, the bubbles in the wooden barrel stopped rolling, the water temperature began to slowly drop, and the pain in Qiu Yan's body began to slowly ease. As the water temperature dropped, Qiu Yan's skin, which had been scalded red, began to slowly return to normal.

After a while, the water temperature had completely dropped, and the originally boiling water became cold again. At this time, Qiu Yan moved his body and found that his body was not injured by the water temperature just now. Everything was normal and there was no discomfort. This made Qiu Yan feel very magical. You know, it takes a long time for a general burn to heal, but he was boiled in boiling water for a long time and nothing happened. This was really incredible.

Just as he was thinking, Qiu Yan suddenly heard the door being pushed open, so he stopped thinking about it and turned to look at the door. As Qiu Yan expected, the person who came was none other than his master, because there was no one else here except him and his master.

"Master!" Seeing the master coming in, Qiu Yan called out first, and then continued, "Master, are the flowers and herbs you put in the wooden barrel for me to temper my body?"

Seeing the light in Qiuyan's eyes, Qiuyan's master smiled and shook his head. He walked towards Qiuyan and said, "Of course not. Have you ever seen any herb soaked in cold water?"

Hearing the master's question, Qiu Yan was a little confused. He scratched his head and asked, "What were those flowers and plants used for? And they boiled the water so hot that I was almost boiled."

"Haha." Hearing Qiu Yan's words, Master Qiu Yan stroked his beard and smiled, then said, "Those flowers and plants are of no use to cultivation. Their only function is to induce hallucinations."

Qiu Yan was a little confused when he heard the master say this. After thinking for a while, he said, "In that case, I was just confused by these flowers and plants, and what I experienced was all an illusion?"

"That's right!" Qiu Yan's master nodded affirmatively, then pointed at the flowers and plants in the wooden barrel and continued, "Look now, are the flowers and plants in the wooden barrel different from the ones you experienced before?"

After listening to the master's words, Qiu Yan took a look at the water surface and found that there were all kinds of flowers and plants floating on the water surface, and these flowers and plants were the same as when the master first put them in. Qiu Yan had clearly seen that these flowers and plants had rotted before.

"Is it really an illusion?" Qiu Yan whispered in disbelief when he saw the flowers and plants. He didn't understand why the master did this, so he looked up at the master and asked, "Master, since these flowers and plants are useless for cultivation and can only cause hallucinations, why did you put them in?"

Hearing Qiu Yan's question, Master Qiu Yan took a deep breath, and then said to Qiu Yan earnestly, "I just want to see your determination and will to practice. After all, practice is not a joke. If you can't persist, then it's better not to start. This way you can save yourself the trouble, and I can save myself a lot of trouble."

"Oh!" After listening to the master's words, Qiu Yan probably understood what the master meant. It turned out that the master wanted to use this method to test his willpower, so as to judge whether he could withstand the future training. Thinking of this, Qiu Yan asked the master, "Master, have I reached your standard?" Qiu Yan was not angry about his master testing him, because as his master said, if he couldn't even hold on to this, then it would be better not to seek punishment. After all, Qiu Yan had chosen this path and didn't plan to take it easy.

"Of course!" Hearing Qiu Yan's words, Master Qiu Yan smiled with relief, and then continued, "Although your talent is not high, your endurance is something I have rarely seen in my life. With such endurance, plus my help, even if your talent is poor, I will definitely make you a strong man who can look down on others."

After hearing what his master said, Qiu Yan smiled awkwardly, and then said, "I don't want to be a powerful man who looks down on everyone. I just want to become a holy spirit master and find a way to go back to my original world." Qiu Yan's tone was very flat. Although he had once fantasized about becoming a strong man in another world and then becoming a great hero of the world, now he only thought about one thing, and that was to go home. As for looking down on everyone and being admired by everyone, Qiu Yan really had no interest in it now. After all, compared to a strong man, she preferred the ordinariness of her original world.

"If you can still think like this after becoming a strong man, that would be great." Master Qiu Yan said with a meaningful smile, then he waved his hand and a new set of clothes appeared in his hand. He put the clothes on the edge of the wooden barrel and said to Qiu Yan, "Okay, put on this clothes, and then go to the west room to rest. Starting tomorrow, I will start special training for you."

After saying that, Master Qiuyan turned around and left. Qiuyan wanted to ask the master some questions, but when he saw the master turned around and left, he didn't ask any more questions.

Since the master asked him to leave, Qiu Yan didn't want to stay in it any longer. After soaking in the water for such a long time, he felt a little bloated. So Qiu Yan got out of the wooden barrel and prepared to put on the clothes prepared by the master. However, when he opened the clothes, Qiu Yan was a little overwhelmed. The clothes prepared by his master were different from the clothes he usually wore. They were similar to the clothes worn by ancient people, but they were not particularly good clothes. They were just ordinary dark brown coarse cloth shorts. Qiu Yan had only seen this kind of clothes but had never worn them, so he didn't know how to wear them for a while.

After looking at the clothes and thinking for a while, Qiu Yan slapped his forehead and felt that he was really stupid. No matter what kind of clothes it was, he just had to put on the sleeves and wrap them around his body! It was not that complicated. Thinking of this, Qiu Yan did as he thought, put on the two sleeves, and then wrapped the clothes around his body. After putting on the top, Qiu Yan put on the pants. Because the pants were similar to what Qiu Yan usually wore, there was no question of whether he could wear them or not.

After putting on his clothes, Qiu Yan tied his belt again, and then looked at his clothes carefully. Although they did not look very neat and even a little funny, Qiu Yan nodded with satisfaction. Anyway, for Qiu Yan, as long as it could cover his body, it didn't matter whether it looked good or not.

After putting on his clothes, Qiu Yan put his original clothes in order, and then went out with his clothes in his arms. After arriving at the main hall, Qiu Yan looked around and found that his master was not in the house, so he walked to the door and looked at the peach wood outside, but he did not see the shadow of his master.

"Strange, where did the master go in the middle of the night?" Qiu Yan scratched his head curiously, but he didn't care too much. After all, his master was not an ordinary person. He was a character who had lived for thousands of years and could fly in the sky. Even if he went somewhere in the middle of the night, he didn't have to worry about anything.

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan closed the door, and then opened the door of the west room according to the master's instructions and prepared to go to bed. Compared with the main room and the east room, the west room obviously had more furniture. There was not only a bed, but also several cabinets. There were some books and some bottles and jars on the cabinets. Because he didn't know what those were, Qiu Yan didn't dare to touch them, but walked straight towards the bed.

Although it is a bed, there is neither bedding nor pillow on it. To be precise, there is nothing on it except the bamboo bed board. Seeing this, Qiu Yan is very curious about how the master lived in the past. Although it is not necessary to be too particular about one's life, this is too unsophisticated! At least you have to make a bed and quilt when you sleep!

Although there was no bedding on the bed, it was at least a place to lie down. In addition, the bed in the staff dormitory where Qiu Yan lived before was not much better than this one. Although there was a quilt under the bed, it was almost the same as a wooden board when sleeping. Therefore, Qiu Yan was not very resistant to this hard wooden bed. Thinking of this, Qiu Yan lay down on the bed. Perhaps because the illusion just now made him too nervous, Qiu Yan felt particularly tired after relaxing. Not long after lying on the bed, Qiu Yan fell asleep in a daze.