The harvest was much greater than expected.

In this experiment, Xu Guangling originally planned to pick up some small sesame seeds piecemeal, but he didn't want to pick a big watermelon directly, and it was the kind that would automatically crack with a flick of a sweet finger on it.

But when you think about it, it's not surprising.

It should be said that it was unexpected and reasonable.

In this experiment, the risk is completely controllable, but this is for a former great sect and great master, it is simply a great sect of medicine, no, it is simply a great grandmaster, it is not good.

And if it weren't for the great sect and the great master in one, the cultivators below this level would not have to think about it.

If there were such a cultivator who carried out this experiment, it would really be a death to death, not to mention any gains.

In this respect, the requirements of this experiment are quite high.

And from this, we can also know that the achievements of the previous life and the first life have been exchanged for the capital of "death" within the limits of this life.

Then, the more you "die", the greater the harvest.

Because those are areas that are simply beyond the reach of idle cultivators.

Whether it's a human level, a ground level, or a heavenly level, all of them seek upwards.

Who would have thought of "downward"?

Or, when the upward reaches the top and falls into a bottleneck, there are people who think of "going down" and tossing and turning, but whoever can think of this is already a great great monk.

Even if he is only a human-level cultivator, or even if he is just a cultivator of the Qi Condensation Realm, he is completely worthy of the title of "Great Cultivator".

However, if you think about it, will you really do it?

Even if you do it, how far can you "go down"?

Do you really hit the bottom like Xu Guangling this time?

Impossible.

What is needed is not only courage and wisdom, but also the biggest key, or capital, or qualifications.

One lifetime of accumulation, for this generation of vertical and horizontal.

Exploring the path of cultivation up and down.

The starlight lives up to the passers-by, and the time lives up to the heart. This is a quote from a previous life.

For Xu Guangling, one more sentence can also be added to this sentence, "Creation does not live up to the seeker".

Getting a glimpse of the secret of rebirth and gaining the opportunity to be reborn is already a great and great creation.

But this inadvertent "small experiment" made Xu Guangling once again glimpse a deeper mystery about the avenue, for heaven and earth, for creation, and for the operation of life.

The kind of great joy that bursts out from the depths of body and mind is uncontrollable even with Xu Guangling's mind.

But.

And why control!

How many times can you get drunk in life?

Today, Xu Guangling is going to get drunk.

There is no need to indulge in this drunkenness, and there is no need to be strong in this drunkenness, but this day, just this land, just this wind, just this rain, just this clean and fresh air, just this ......

There are too many things to count.

And all of these are too many, any one of them is enough to make Xu Guangling intoxicated.

It was evening, and the light rain was slight.

Xu Guangling walked with crutches and walked through the forest corridors of the compound with some difficulty.

Teeter.

Like an old man, and an old man who is extremely weak and seriously ill, the kind that the fire of life can be extinguished at any time.

Xu Tonghui was extremely worried and accompanied behind him.

"Young master, you're really fine, right?"

Many times, he couldn't help but want to ask this question.

Especially when changing two steps from the garden path and turning onto another path, the rather gentle steps made Xu Guangling stumble and almost fall to the ground.

Of course, to help is to hold on, and there is no reason why you can't hold on.

Xu Tonghui is now the first "vein" of the Eight Classics, although he has only passed the first "vein".

There is only one pass, and it is still a vein.

A cultivator of the Tongmai Realm, who let the person who was guarding him fall down at such a close distance, then he didn't need to say anything, he could directly wipe his neck.

But although he held on, Xu Tonghui broke out in a cold sweat.

Not fear, but worry.

He really didn't expect that the young master's body would be so weak!

But many times he opened his mouth to speak, but he still kept his mouth shut.

Young master, now, I can't hear it!

In fact, not only can't he hear, Xu Guangling's eyesight has been greatly weakened, even if it is close at hand, all he can see is just a vague shadow, and he is only one step away from being truly "blind".

Then, he was able to speak, but his voice was extremely hoarse, and it was accompanied by pain.

The sense of smell, which is usually quite sensitive, is basically lost at this time.

In fact, at this time, even the extremely light crutches seemed quite difficult in his hands.

And more than half of the reason for the previous stumbling was the weight of the crutch in his hand, which made his body unbalanced!

The reason for this is that he was out of balance when he walked up the stairs on his legs.

This can be unbalanced, and the degree of weakness does not need to be said.

It can be said that Xu Guangling's current body is truly on the verge of despair.

Moreover, as he walked such a short distance, not even five hundred steps, the pain inside and outside his body began to intensify, so intense that he couldn't control his trembling.

The heart is like an aging engine that is close to scrapping, gasping, struggling, and letting out a hoarse roar, desperately trying to provide the body with a paltry amount of power.

Xu Guangling's breathing was not violent, but it was heavy and heavy.

The kind of overwhelming burden that seemed to have pressed down on the whole mountain made Xu Tonghui's fists involuntarily clench and let go, let go and clench.

He couldn't do anything.

All he could do was follow and follow.

On crutches, he was on the spot for a while, even if it was gentle, he was wheezing.

Xu Guangling finally couldn't take a step, he stretched out his arm, motioned for Xu Tonghui to hold him up, and put him under a big tree.

Tonight, he'll spend it under this big tree.

He signaled Xu Tonghui to leave again and do his own thing, but Xu Tonghui said nothing this time and stubbornly stuck here.

Xu Guangling grinned, let him be.

And even this grin also involves the whole head and face, and it hurts.

The tree is very large, and the branches and foliage are very thick, but the rain today is very small, and as a result, the whole area covered by the big tree is rainless, and the ground has never been wet.

Xu Guangling regained his composure, sitting with his back slightly leaning back on the trunk.

Then, he closed his eyes slightly.

In fact, it is the same whether it is closed or not, even if it is open, in this case, it is no different from closed, it is all dark.

When the eyes are closed, the mind converges.

Feel it only with the instincts of this body.

Inside the body, it was a mess, and it was extremely bad.

The limbs are lost, the internal organs are lost, and the qi and blood that are flowing slowly, heavily, and hard in the body are also lost.

In fact, at this time, it cannot be said to be qi and blood, but only blood, because the "qi" that belongs to the vitality of life is almost none, just pure blood, which continues the last bit of vitality for the limbs and organs that have been lost in the struggle.

And this body, most of the remaining vitality, is all gathered in the spine.

This is also the last "evening light" of this body.

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