Zhao Wuxian had already sensed an incomprehensible fluctuation in his heart, and he slashed over his body, extracting the power of the divine soul, and then there was incomparably severe pain. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

That power seemed to be able to ignore the light mask in front of Zhao Wuxian's body, and directly pass through the light mask to reach Zhao Wuxian's body.

"Ah!!h

Zhao Wuxian screamed miserably, the pain that directly burned his soul was a torment that no one could bear! In a particularly lucid state, the feeling of the divine soul power being extracted went straight to the bottom of my heart.

Zhao Wuxian suddenly understood in his heart the reason why the Bronze White Jade Sword and the Fire Seal didn't take him away directly. The turbid airflow after the death of those Yin officials can directly replenish the divine soul, and those turbid airflows can even be directly said to be the power of the divine soul, so that Zhao Wuxian can replenish it, and even feel the feeling of fullness of the divine soul, it is possible to break through this passage and leave.

Zhao Wuxian didn't know where he was before, but he was able to know that it was the land of hell, and he also guessed that he might be the body of a divine soul.

Suddenly, Zhao Wuxian remembered that before he fell into a coma, wasn't he seriously injured by the demon suppression pestle of the old monk of the Pure Sect that day?

"Did I go to hell once?"

"If it weren't for the help of the Bronze White Jade Sword and the Fire Seal this time, I might have died!"

"But where does this passage lead?"

Thoughts quickly crossed Zhao Wuxian's heart. It's just that he didn't have time to think about it, he couldn't stand the severe pain, and it was estimated that the pain of hell was nothing more than this.

Fortunately, Zhao Wuxian is the body of a divine soul, otherwise if he extracts it like this, Zhao Wuxian's ** will definitely not be able to stand such torture.

Thinking about how long it would take for this pain to take, the power of the divine soul passed quickly, and Zhao Wuxian felt that the exhaustion from before hit again, and he was drowsy.

The sound of the bronze white jade sword shook Zhao Wuxian's thoughts again, he understood that if he fell asleep here, he might just wait for him to fall asleep, sleep forever, maybe the underworld would not be able to go down, reincarnation could not enter, and it would dissipate in this world forever.

Zhao Wuxian secretly gritted his teeth, retaining a trace of clarity at the end of the spiritual platform, trying his best not to let himself fall asleep.

Although he couldn't see the existence of that power clearly in the passage, he could feel it like a gangfeng, and the gang wind blew directly on Zhao Wuxian's soul, and Zhao Wuxian was a tremor of pain.

I don't know how long it took, as if he heard a burst of turbulent waves in front of the passage, Zhao Wuxian couldn't hold on, and when he heard this voice, he couldn't help but be shocked, and said secretly: Are you going out after all?

Looking up, there seemed to be a circular exit in front of the passage, and there seemed to be endless waves above the exit, I don't know why, looking at the waves, Zhao Wuxian felt very familiar in his heart.

"What the hell is that?"

A faint doubt crossed the bottom of Zhao Wuxian's heart, and the bronze white jade sword led him out of the exit.

At the last moment, Zhao Wuxian looked back at the passage for the last time, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart, there seemed to be an existence, or a feeling, that was pulling him, as if to tell him that sooner or later Zhao Wuxian would come back.

A burst of white light dazzled Zhao Wuxian's eyes, and he only felt that he had returned to an extremely familiar place. His body seems to be infinitely magnified.

As soon as my eyes froze, the waves of the sea that I had seen before seemed to be just a calm lake. The more Zhao Wuxian looked at it, the more familiar it became, and suddenly exclaimed, "This is my sea of knowledge?" ”

"But when I came out of hell, how could I return to my own sea of knowledge!!

No wonder Zhao Wuxian was so surprised, all this in front of him was too impactful. When you return from hell, you can cross the passage and know the sea of your own knowledge, and no one can calm down.

After a long time in Zhao Wuxian's hands, he finally pressed the question in his heart, and no one told him the answer to all this, only he went to find it himself.

In the sky above the sea of knowledge, the bronze white jade sword emitted a misty blue light, as if all this was none of his business, and he didn't even disdain to say it, suddenly the bronze white jade sword shook and disappeared.

The brilliance of the fire mark in the center of the eyebrows also subsided.

Zhao Wuxian thought for a moment, and then jumped into his own sea of knowledge, at this time Zhao Wuxian's soul was slightly illusory, but after entering the sea of knowledge, a feeling of water and milk swelled up in Zhao Wuxian's heart, and after a while, he felt his body.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a sea of fire and magma swirling around him. Zhao Wuxian was shocked in his heart, and then there was endless severe pain. The spiritual sense was swept away, and it was immediately clear to his heart.

Behind it is an incomparably large hole, and the blood stains on it seem to have not dried, and you can see that the heart in the middle seems to have been shattered.

But these magma circulated on Zhao Wuxian's body, but they didn't hurt Zhao Wuxian in the slightest.

The moment Zhao Wuxian opened his eyes, the surrounding magma spun around him rapidly, Zhao Wuxian was surprised in his heart, but his face had not changed at all, today day, or this burst was enough for him to be surprised. It's nothing.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Wuxian touched the fire mark on his eyebrows.

"Fire Dao Dry Spirit!"

But he is still very dangerous now, although the soul has escaped from the underworld, but the injury is still there, if it is not treated in time, it may be that the peryin mansion can't, can only let the soul wander in the world and then lose the spiritual wisdom, if it is caught by the cultivator, it will inevitably become a machine spirit.

Even if he is not caught, after thousands of years of absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, the soul and sanity can only be reduced to a monster if he opens again, not to mention, the sanity is still not Zhao Wuxian.

Zhao Wuxian knew it in his heart, and immediately held back the severe pain and started to exercise.

After a week, he found that he was weak or even weaker, and the spiritual power in the dantian was also close to exhaustion, and Zhao Wuxian couldn't help but feel a faint panic in his heart.

Between life and death, there is great terror.

Zhao Wuxian didn't want to die, he still had a lot of things to do, he still had his grandmother, and Qiu Yao was waiting for him. He needs to become stronger, he wants to cross the world, to explore a secret, and he wants to see what the world is like after all.

Just when Zhao Wuxian was becoming more and more weak, the fire mark in the center of his eyebrows moved again.

The red light looked very weak, probably because it was too consumed when penetrating the underworld, and the rotating magma stopped rotating, as if it had been pulled towards Zhao Wuxian's eyebrows.

The fire seal seems to be the king of fire, constantly absorbing the magma rush.

Zhao Wuxian's heart trembled, and along his eyebrows, a warm current went straight to the injured hollow.

Gradually, Zhao Wuxian's body was surrounded by a group of firelight, forming a fiery red light mask. The magma seemed to be inexhaustibly absorbed by the fire seal, and then transformed into a force that entered Zhao Wuxian's body.

Zhao Wuxian clearly felt that the warm current had entered the wound position, washing it over and over again along the meridians. The process is painful.

Zhao Wuxian's pupils contracted, and the intense pain made his face very pale. Traces of blood were already oozing from his lips. But Zhao Wuxian knew in his heart that this was mending his broken meridians.

With his eyes closed, he sank into his heart and watched a red energy slowly mend the broken veins of his heart. It was very difficult to repair the heart veins, and those meridians were only slowly recovering.

Suddenly, Zhao Wuxian's eyes froze, and the broken meridians that had not yet been repaired seemed to have a faint red phantom, its shape was no different from the meridians, but it seemed to be formed by fiery red energy.

The phantom gradually became solidified. In the end, a crystalline meridian was formed, glowing with a faint red light, and unlike other meridians, this section of the meridian was wider and seemed to be softer.

But although it seemed that the meridians had been cured, they were all temporary meridians, and the red energy was always repairing Zhao Wuxian's original meridians, but it was repaired according to the temporary red meridians.

The pain in my body seems to have been reduced a lot.

It didn't seem to take that much energy to repair the meridians, and the red energy flowed again to Zhao Wuxian's back, that is, a hole that had been punched out by the demon pestle.

The hole is equivalent to Zhao Wuxian's entire **, it is not very huge, but the human body's bearing, such a large hole is already at the limit.

The fire mark in the center of the eyebrows seemed to increase the intensity of absorption, and the red energy melted into the rushing river and kept rushing down. Zhao Wuxian seemed to be able to hear the sound like a river. The hole in the back was not so difficult, nor was it so painful, and the energy seemed to be piling up and washing directly against the wound.

The visible wound was repaired.

The meridians are too important and can only be washed away slowly, and the wounds on the back are directly piled up, which is not so fatal. Zhao Wuxian's heart crossed a glimmer of clarity.

A few days later, when Zhao Wuxian looked inward again, the wound was basically intact. Only the meridians are still slowly tinkering.

Suddenly, there was a burst of heat in Zhao Wuxian's dantian, as if it had been exhausted for a long time, and a powerful suction force came from the dantian's divine base like hunger.

Zhao Wuxian was shocked in his heart, knowing that his spiritual power had been exhausted. In the past few days, he has been recuperating from his injuries, but he has forgotten that the spiritual power of the dantian has been exhausted.

Zhao Wuxian's heart froze, and he turned on the Qing Ming Decision, but the spiritual power he absorbed was weak. The reason is naturally that he is in the magma, and most of the energy is extracted by the red seal.

But Zhao Wuxian didn't give up, knowing in his heart that this should only be temporary, because not only was his injury almost healed, but there was also a reason why his spiritual power was depleted.

In the light mask, Zhao Wuxian slapped open the storage bag, his eyes stared, but he took a fancy to a jade bottle inside.

This jade bottle was naturally exchanged for a bottle of mixed yuan pill with the old man at the time of the trade fair.

This was actually what Red Lotus asked him to buy, and he didn't know what the specific effect was. After knowing the price of the Mixed Yuan Dan, it was a heartache for a while.

When Zhao Wuxian was about to give up, an extremely familiar voice came from the bottom of his heart.

"Drink it!"

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