Many people have said that people feel very slow in the short period of time when they are dying.

I am more able to recall the experience of my life in a short moment, and even those details that have long been forgotten will be remembered clearly.

However, after Jingqing was caught in the pool, he didn't have time at all to recall the so-called life.

The instinct to survive occupies a qiē!

The cold groundwater ran down the nostrils into the respiratory tract, and everything around was cold and dark.

The huge force in the whirlpool was desperately tearing at his body, and for a while, Jing Qing even strangely rose up in his heart with a kind of happiness:

Fortunately, there is a passage under the dark river!

Indeed, if he hadn't been in a narrow underground river, but had allowed that Hundred Waves Talisman to play freely in a wide place, the turbulent water waves would have torn him to pieces long ago, how could it be just pain?

In his ears, the sound of the water colliding with the rocks was very harsh, and sometimes, the rushing water would carry his body and rush towards the stone wall.

Every collision would make him feel a sharp dizziness and pain, and in this hopeless underground river, his heart was filled with a kind of fear.

A fear of death, a fear of the unknown.

The body was numb from the impact, and what was even more terrifying was that the air in the abdominal cavity was quickly consumed, and a hot pain spread from the inside out to the whole body, making the body begin to weaken and the hands and feet weak.

"No, it's over, no, it's oxygen!"

Without the strength to struggle any longer, Jing Qing's consciousness gradually blurred, and at this moment, his left eye shook suddenly, and the scorching air flow quickly circled around his body, which made him regain a little consciousness, and in front of him, a message appeared again:

The physical body is on the verge of death, in a state of extreme state, and has the five realms of remnant souls, do you choose to improve your cultivation?

"Yes!"

Although he didn't understand what the use of improving his cultivation was in the current situation, Jing Qing understood that if he didn't do something, what was waiting for him would only be death.

He had just been resurrected.

He didn't want to die yet.

So even if it may be in vain, Jingqing will work hard and desperately like grabbing a life-saving straw, just for a glimmer of hope of survival.

Consciousness shook suddenly, and in his left eye, five cold remnant souls were entangled together, forming a round air current, and then exploded at an extremely fast speed.

Rumble!

Obviously it is a cold air current, but what it brings to the body is a fire-like feeling, blood, bones, skin and flesh, in an instant, happy and scorching burn.

The hot sensation spreads along the veins and quickly spreads throughout the body, causing every cell to start a joyful movement.

Just like a regular meditation retreat, the body is still drifting at a high speed in the underground river, but the consciousness has calmed down.

Suddenly, he entered a state of forgetting about things and self, forgetting joy and joy, without fear, and the way of breathing automatically turned to internal breathing, and every pore was absorbing oxygen from the water.

The abundant aura, at least a hundred times more than the usual cultivation, was released from the airflow.

The mysterious glow unique to the spiritual root also gradually wrapped Jing Qing's body, and stretched and contracted, extremely greedy to absorb the spiritual energy flowing between the tendons and veins, and led them into the dantian.

These incomparably pure, almost liquefied spiritual energy can be directly transformed into the most refined spiritual power without any need to be purified at all.

A sense of transparency through the initiation, the initiation enters, and the world is silent in an instant.

Jing Qing's senses seemed to be magnified dozens of times in an instant, and his consciousness became extremely sharp.

He seemed to be able to see the shattered excitement of every splash of water hitting the rock wall, and grasp the dynamics, microscopic, and every trace of spiritual energy flowing in the meridians of every white fish swimming beside him.

I don't know how long it took, the spiritual energy in the body was gradually consumed, and unconsciously, little by little spiritual power had filled the dantian.

At this time, those spiritual powers that could no longer be increased were like breaking through a barrier, suddenly rushing out of the dantian, circling the veins around the body, circling around, and when they returned to the dantian again, the total amount of spiritual power had been reduced by as much as double.

With the help of the current state, Jing Qing found that although the total amount of spiritual power was less, the quality was more clear and pure, and the spiritual power consumed did not disappear out of thin air.

The once narrow tendons and veins have become thick and elastic, and some of the tiny tendons and veins that were once not taken care of at all have finally been connected with the main meridians to form a more stable whole.

His body has also changed, and the strength and flexibility of his muscles have also increased by as much as half a time.

At this time, Jingqing was swept by the current, and had already traveled dozens of kilometers in the underground river, and after many corners, the speed of the water began to calm down.

Finally, in the darkness, Jingqing was washed out of the narrow river channel and stranded on a flat stone platform.

Boom!

The body shook, fell to the ground, and the state of selflessness was suddenly broken, and the spiritual consciousness took control of the body again.

When he opened his eyes, Jing Qing only felt that it was pitch black in front of him, and he was completely plunged into a boundless darkness.

Standing up from the water, Jing Qing did not panic, his left eye opened hard, a piece of blood red overflowed the whites of his eyes, the darkness could no longer stop Jing Qing's sight, and the surrounding environment appeared in his eyes at a glance.

This is a river that is close to exhaustion, and the mind is gathered, and Jingqing observes it carefully.

The river is not wide, it can only accommodate four or five people at most, and the blue-gray stone walls on both sides are covered with mosses, which are very slippery to the touch.

Five or six meters above the head, there is an irregular sandstone, and the drops of water are dripping down, which is very pleasant.

Perhaps because there are too many tributaries, the amount of water dispersed, and the river under your feet is quite shallow, just enough to submerge the instep.

And because of the long-term river washing, it also looks very flat, there is no gravel, but it is a bit similar to an artificially built platform, which is very comfortable to step on, and there is no feeling of awkwardness.

Knowing that he was safe, although the crisis had not really passed, Jing Qing still breathed a long sigh of relief and began to investigate his information.

He had a feeling that he had experienced life and death, whether it was cultivation or will, had already transformed.

"I've practiced qi at the fourth level, it's really good."

Looking inwardly and feeling his current cultivation level, Jing Qing couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

What could be happier than being out of the realm of death and gaining strength again?

What makes Jing Qing even more excited is that now he has changed from internal breathing to external breathing, but there is not much feeling of suffocation in his chest and abdomen, that is to say, there is plenty of oxygen here, and there must be an outlet not far away.

It's just that I don't know where the exit leads, and it is not uncommon for the undercurrent to run through the mountains and spread for thousands of miles, among which there are countless tributaries.

If the exit of the river is a desperate situation, it is not good.