"That's right......" the soul villain muttered, Ling Feng suddenly understood that the way of cultivating immortals, if he did not encounter great setbacks and great pain, it was impossible to reach the peak, and now it was the heavens who were testing him and testing his willpower. If he just gave up, then his soul would also dissipate as a result.

"I can't give up!" The soul villain's expression became serious, and then he closed his eyes, feeling the slightest hint of feeling, the feeling of death.

At this moment, Ling Feng felt that death was so close to him, if it weren't for the fact that his soul still existed, he would even think that he had completely disappeared.

It's just that after Ling Feng entered a meditative state, his body, which had originally turned into white bones, quietly changed.

Countless tiny points of light floated around the white bones, and then, like fireflies, they turned into a band of light in the sky, surrounding the white bones in the middle, if you look closely, you can find that Lingfeng has become the flesh of the white bones, recovering the flesh and blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tiny flesh and blood continued to grow from the white bones, and the flesh grew more and more, forming muscles and tendons, after the muscles completely wrapped the white bones, the skin was also slowly born in the points of light, and in the end, Lingfeng's body was completely recovered, and it looked stronger than before, and the edges and corners of the face were more distinct.

The soul villain opened its eyes at this time, and when it saw itself and its body recover, it couldn't help but be ecstatic, and it turned into a streamer of light and burrowed into its flesh.

After the soul villain entered the body, the body was dominated again, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes, he stretched out his hand, feeling the sense of power to regain the body, and couldn't help laughing.

"My Lingfeng is finally alive again!" The laughter echoed in the torture room, and after being reflected by those weapons, it was transmitted back to Ling Feng's ears.

The darkness gradually receded, but Ling Feng had a very inexplicable feeling in his heart, "This is...... Dreamland? Lingfeng finally realized that everything he had seen before was unreal, it was just an illusion.

"This ......" Ling Feng stared at his hands, a little unable to believe that what happened before was just an illusion, and that kind of pain was clearly the same as what he really encountered! It's just that he is still standing next to the stone mill well, and his eyes are looking at the somewhat yellowed stone mill in a daze.

"Congratulations, little one, you have passed the perception of life and death!" Yao Ling's ethereal body floated out of the space ring, and at this moment, there was a trace of excitement and surprise on his face, how many years have passed, and finally there is a disciple who can comprehend life and death.

"Life and death? That illusion is the perception of life and death? Ling Feng was a little surprised by his previous experience, under his last trace of obsession, he finally persevered and did not let his soul finally dissipate, but he also passed the life and death perception of the torture hall by mistake.

"That's right, little guy, it's the perception of life and death, the cultivator of the Immortal Dao, if his heart is not firm, he doesn't have enough to see through life and death, and he doesn't have a trace of obsession on the way to cultivation, then he will eventually be overwhelmed by the vast avenue, and eventually under the inducement of the demons, he will be reduced to a puppet without a soul, and the Heavenly Punishment Lord set up this test, it is precisely to temper the will and perseverance of future generations, how many years, someone has finally passed the test of life and death perception!" Yao Ling said, the wrinkles on his face moved, he looked up at the roof, and remembered the original Heavenly Punishment Lord, once he cultivated to reach the realm of Heavenly Punishment, it didn't matter whether he accepted the disciples or not, he set up this Heavenly Punishment Hall test, in order to better let future generations inherit his mantle, you know, a disciple who is impeccable in all aspects is something that can be met but not sought, and because of this, Heavenly Punishment chose to leave the Heavenly Punishment Hall as a test.

"This Heavenly Punishment Lord is really a painstaking ......" Ling Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly after listening to the medicine spirit, the pain he suffered before, only he himself knows, however, the perception of life and death does play a considerable role in refining the soul and mind, Ling Feng feels ethereal in his heart at the moment, many of the obscure places in the previous cultivation can not be seen, but now he has been enlightened, and his soul has been qualitatively purified.

"Senior, next, are we approaching the end of the torture hall?" Ling Feng asked with a smile, he was becoming more and more interested in the last level of the Torture Palace.

"Hehe, little one, don't worry, you continue to walk around here and see what else you can learn?" Yao Ling was not in a hurry to let Ling Feng enter the next location, but let him continue to stay in this room full of torture instruments, and there seemed to be something in this room.

"Oh? Is there something else here? Ling Feng smiled, then looked to the left, and when his gaze fell on a torture instrument with a sword hanging from it, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

Although that sword was not even a spiritual weapon, the chill that emanated from it, even Ling Feng's current heart, couldn't help but shudder.

After approaching, Ling Feng carefully looked at the ordinary sharp sword, the tip of the sword had been sharpened off after I don't know how many times it had been used, and the gaps on the blade of the sword were already covered with rust.

However, it is such a sword that has become scrap copper and rotten iron, but it exudes a sense of slaughter from the battlefield, the meaning of the sword!

Let me use a broken long sword, and I will kill thousands of troops!

The sharp sword intent continued to radiate from the sword body to the surroundings, and this kind of will, which was completely inspired by the sword itself, made Ling Feng can't help but raise his eyebrows.

"The previous owner of this sword seems to be very difficult." Ling Feng stretched out his hand and gently stroked the curly blade, feeling the fierce aura coming from the sword, he seemed to have reached the master of this sword, and he was on the battlefield, and a long sword cut the scene of thousands of troops.

"The sword is for me, and I am the sword!" Ling Feng chuckled, with his current perception of the sword, he quickly understood why even if this sword lost its owner, it still seemed to have its own will, which made people shudder.

While Ling Feng felt the fierce sword intent, he was also refining his perception of the artistic conception of the sword, and unconsciously, he had already stood in front of the remaining long sword for a cup of tea, and this time was better than a year's cultivation for Ling Feng.

"Whew! It seems that behind every weapon here, there is a story and a feeling. Ling Feng withdrew his gaze from the long sword and walked over to a long knife again.

Surprisingly, this long knife did not cooperate with any weapon, but was inserted upside down on the ground alone, looking at the long knife, Ling Feng felt as if there was a domineering general standing in front of him, holding the long knife, glaring at him angrily.

Facing the gaze that he imagined, Ling Feng couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat behind his back.

"What a strong sword intent!" Although Lingfeng doesn't use a knife, he understands that a knife is the same as a sword, a sword has sword intent, and a knife also has a sword intent.

When the sword intent or sword intent is cultivated to the transformation realm, even the aura emanating from the sword will make the other party tremble.

"How's that, little guy, it's not a small harvest, hehe." Yao Ling looked at Ling Feng with a smile and said.

"Indeed, every weapon that exists here, their owner must be a powerful one, senior, I can clearly feel that these weapons seem to have life."

"Yes, the owners of these weapons were indeed generals or powerful people when they were alive, and the Heavenly Punishment Lord collected these weapons after their deaths and put them here."

Ling Feng nodded and said, "Senior, Ling Feng is here to thank his seniors, if there were no seniors, the juniors would not have gained so much in this torture hall." "Lingfeng is right, if it weren't for the medicine spirit, he would probably have ignored those broken weapons a long time ago, and when Lingfeng was inspired by life and death, it was also the medicine spirit that reminded him not to give up, so that he could get out of the illusion and regain his life. If there is no medicine spirit, I'm afraid that Ling Feng is really dead.

"Hehe, little guy, I said it, don't thank me, our meeting is fate, those who entered the medicine hall before didn't have the possibility of discovering me at all, but you can find out, what does this mean?" Yao Ling said with a smile.

Lingfeng also smiled, speaking of fate, this thing is really strange! However, the fact that he was able to meet the medicine spirit really helped him a lot.

"Boy, you don't have to say kind words to me next, hehe, let me remind you one more thing, you look around now." Yao Ling smiled mysteriously, looked at Ling Feng and said.

Ling Feng was stunned, and then looked around, and when he saw that the wall that was originally gray suddenly emitted a white light, and a picture similar to a magic circle appeared on it, the expression on his face became very interesting.

After frowning and looking at it for a while, Ling Feng suddenly realized that it was not a magic circle at all, but a very complicated visualization map.

"It's ...... Visualization map? Ling Feng was a little surprised, he would see the visualization map in the torture hall, which only exists in legends, you know, every visualization map is the condensation of countless efforts and wisdom of the ancestors, although Ling Feng still can't see the artistic conception expressed by the visualization map that appears on the wall of the torture hall, but he is extremely excited in his heart.

"What a surprise!" Lingfeng said excitedly.

"Can you tell what's on this visualization map?" Yao Ling was also looking at the mysterious visualization map, but he couldn't see what artistic conception the complicated pattern represented.

"My predecessors couldn't see it, so how could I be able to comprehend the contents of this visualization diagram in such a short period of time?" Ling Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, but he didn't give up, this kind of big opportunity is not something anyone can encounter.

Taking a deep breath, Lingfeng sat down, closed his eyes, released his spiritual sense, and carefully contemplated the strange pattern.

As the strange patterns on the visualization map continued to change, Lingfeng was also immersed in the visualization, the light blue light emanated from his body, and as the patterns on the visualization map flickered brightly and darkly, at this moment, every meridian on Lingfeng's body gradually followed the lines on the visualization map.

"Don't move the Xuantian Jue!"