Refining divine power is by no means an overnight thing, I am completely immersed in refining divine power, forgetting everything else for the time being.

If someone tries to wake me up at this time, he will be disappointed to the end, because at this time, I can't hear any sound from the outside world, or even perceive any changes in the outside world.

I was like a man of the living dead, a man of the realm of Monton, outwardly indistinguishable from the living dead.

Of course I am not the living dead, and I will not become the real living dead.

The divine power was slowly refined by the ascension of immortals, which was extremely slow, and it was described as an inappropriate metaphor, just like the drop of water that we humans often say.

Without thousands of years, it would be impossible for a drop of water to leave a small hole in a hard stone.

Refining divine power is like a drop of water leaving that hole in a stone, and the time and patience required are almost endless.

I don't know when I'll be able to completely refine this divine power, and I don't know if I can really wait until that day.

It's just that now I have no other way but to persevere, in order to survive, I can't help myself, I can only grit my teeth and persevere.

When I died, it seemed to outsiders that I was completely unresponsive.

The elders and my friends saw me the same way, but they knew that I was not dying, but fighting against the divine power within me.

They won't bother me, they will protect me unconditionally until I wake up again after overcoming my divine powers, or I will lose my life and die completely.

No one around me will give up on me easily, except for my Yuan Shen, who has already cultivated on the side at this time, and he doesn't care whether I die or not.

The Yuan Shen understands the Yuan Shen decision, and when there is no me, he can completely cultivate on his own and maintain the stability of the Yuan Shen.

The divine power is still destroying my body, and the Holy Communion is constantly repairing itself, and it is like a rally with no end in sight.

The energy needed to repair my damaged body is provided by my aura, and the aura I absorb from my cultivation of the mind is used to restore the consumed aura...... This cycle repeats itself, and I don't know when it's the end.

To my surprise, the aura in my body not only did not appear to dry up with this circulation, but instead showed signs of getting thicker and thicker.

This may be the reason why the aura of heaven and earth absorbed by me when I was cultivating increased, the divine power in the dantian spread out, and the aura that could be stored also increased.

This is probably the only good news I know so far after the sudden attack of divine power.

Cultivating day and night, I am like a super being who has become an immortal, not eating, drinking, or resting, except for cultivation is cultivation.

I don't know how long I've been cultivating like this, and I don't know all the changes around me, but I know that the divine power in my body hasn't been refined yet, so I definitely can't stop.

This is no longer a kind of persistence, but a kind of bitter suffering.

This kind of day is like a year, and it is difficult to stay for a minute on this kind of day.

But I had no choice, the destructive divine power was still raging in my body, and I couldn't say anything that could be distracted in the slightest.

Maybe after a few more years, or even a few decades, I can completely refine this divine power, and then I will be free.

The years are the most ruthless, and life is always short.

What ordinary people fear most is to waste time and achieve nothing when they die.

The lifespan of the warrior has become longer, and the influence of time on the warrior has become slightly weaker.

But at present, I am still tired by time.

The point is that during this period of time, I lived like a year, and it was really hard to endure the pain.

And every time I was distracted by pain, I would immediately wake up to the astonishing destructive power of the divine power, and I had to enter the realm of Monton again, so that I didn't know what I was doing now, and what it was for.

Although the realm of Monton is good for cultivation, it is not a good thing for the martial artist personally, if he doesn't know anything except cultivation, is it no different from a fool and a living dead?

The years have passed, time has stood still, and I now feel that I am dead.

Or that I am no different from death, mechanical cultivation, mechanical refining divine power, and nothing else.

At this point, if someone wants to disadvantage me, give me a knife, or give me a punch, I won't react.

What is the matter of ascending to the Immortal Gate, what friends and family around me, what treasures and exercises, it has nothing to do with me......

Spring goes to autumn, a year passes and a new year comes, the long years are endless, and the divine power in my body seems to be endless, and it is always inexhaustible.

The same was true of the pain in my body, which tormented me endlessly, until my nerves slowly got used to it, until I became numb and could not feel the pain.

A hundred years have passed, two hundred years have passed...... I don't know how much time has passed, I'm just guessing how long time has passed.

If you extrapolate from the amount of this divine power in my body that has been refined, from the time I was attacked by the divine power to the present, I have been silently cultivating here for at least five hundred years because of this divine power.

After 500 years of not eating or drinking, I didn't feel anything else, maybe it had something to do with divine power.

Legend has it that only gods and men can possess divine power, which can make gods and men clear valleys without feeling hungry and thirsty.

Up to now, this divine power has not been completely refined by me, and the remaining about one-third of the divine power is still amazing, and my meridians are constantly being destroyed by it, and they are being repaired by the Holy Body all the time.

The endless cycle continues, but I can no longer feel the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing my heart, and it is okay to occasionally exit the Monton realm and perceive things in the outside world.

I can't perceive the outside world for a long time, a little longer, the destructive power of the divine power seems to become greater, and I will once again perceive the intense pain caused by the destruction of the body and meridians by the divine power, and I have no choice but to force myself to concentrate on cultivation again.

Occasionally I can feel someone rubbing my face and hands, and occasionally I feel a little hungry, but this feeling is always like a dream, and I don't know if it's real or not.

For example, feeling hungry is that I don't want to eat, even though I feel it once in a while.

The aura and refining divine power that I have gained from my continuous cultivation seem to be my current food, which not only satisfies my own needs for the Eucharist to repair myself, but also keeps me from starving to death because I haven't eaten for a long time.

Maybe in a few hundred years I will be free, and more than once I have told myself when I am distracted that I can succeed if I hold on a little longer.