Chapter Ninety-One: Fighting for the Initiative of the Body

I can only try to let Qingsi absorb the power of that bead itself, and see if I can make him transform into a part of his body.

Hearing the words of her master Snow Goddess Ji, Qingsi nodded her head, endured the sharp pain in her body and the feeling of discomfort, and presented a meditative posture on the ground.

"The mind and mind are one, the qi sinks into the dantian, forgetting the disturbances of the outside world, immersing his divine consciousness into his own body, using his perseverance to fight against that air current, fusing it into his own body, making her a part of her own body and using it for her own use. ”

The cold words came from the mouth of the Snow Goddess Ji, the Snow Goddess Ji looked at Qingsi's current painful appearance, and there was no concern in her eyes, as if the person with a face full of concern before was not herself at all.

Qingsi, what I can help you do, it is estimated that the only way to teach you to use that air flow for your own use is now, since it is a unique thing in the world, then, if you want to get it, you must pay the pain that ordinary people can't bear, if all the powerful abilities in the world come so easily, then, power, will not be an existence pursued by so many people, the method I have told you now, as for whether you can fight it to the end, whether you defeat that air flow, or that air flow that defeats you, then it can only depend on your creation。

Qingsi, if you succeed, it is the beginning of your path to being a strong man, and if you fail, then you can only explode and die, and you can only blame your fate.

Snow goddess Ji looked at Qingsi and thought to herself in her heart.

What was wrong with it? It was originally my own body, and after returning to my own body, even if it didn't have any good effect, it wouldn't have such a powerful side effect.

It can't be that after returning to one's own body, he still wants to control his own body and let it be used for his own use, right?

"Qingsi, you must control that air flow. ”

When she thought of such a possibility again, the words of the snow goddess Ji to Qingsi were already with a trace of coldness.

However, this coldness was not aimed at Qingsi, but the snow goddess Ji suddenly thought of a terrible result.

If any of the purple beads really have their own consciousness after entering Qingsi's body, then things will become troublesome.

According to Qingsi's current situation, it is estimated that the bead already has its own consciousness in Qingsi's body, and as long as Qingsi has the idea of accepting it for his own use, it will suffer strong resistance, so it can also be explained that the bead does not want to be a part of Qingsi's body, and does not want to be used by Qingsi.

If that bead stayed in Qingsi's body honestly, it would be better to say a little, but now, she actually has an independent consciousness, and, according to Qingsi's current statement, that purple bead is now in Qingsi's body, it seems that she is still competing with Qingsi for the initiative of this body, and she doesn't dare to imagine it, if it ...... What if the initiative of this body is really led by the purple bead?

Qingsi is a person who has worked hard to create, and the greatest use has not yet come in, and it has not yet played its greatest role, so it can't be destroyed like this.

Slowly stretched out his hand, attached to Qingsi's back, and transferred his internal force from his hand, along Qingsi's back, to Qingsi's body, although it is not of much use, but it is always good to increase a little hope.

"Don't have other messy thoughts, control your own breath, and don't let that air flow have a chance. ”

Feeling that Qingsi was in a trance because she had teleported her inside, the snow goddess Ji opened her mouth to remind.

Qingsi was just about to open her eyes to see what was going on, but she heard the words of her master, Snow Goddess Ji, and quickly stabilized her mind, and tried her best to fight against the air flow in her body.

The master's words were very cold, and the master's internal force was also the same cold, transmitting along his back to every part of his body, roaming in his body, as if he was about to freeze the blood in his body.

However, feeling that the master was helping herself, Qingsi didn't dare to relax a little, and the guide's own breath struggled with the air flow that did not belong to her body.

Immersed his divine consciousness in his body, Qingsi herself was shocked.

I saw countless purple airflows in my body, scurrying along my veins, out of order, no wonder my body felt so painful, being hit like this, it was strange that I didn't feel pain.

Hurriedly endured the discomfort of his body, and slowly approached the air flow with his own breath, cautiously, afraid that something would suddenly conflict.

Little by little, he slowly approached, and when his own breath approached the airflow, Qingsi was surprised to find that the airflow did not reject the approach of his own breath this time.

Bit by bit, he wanted to integrate his own breath into that airflow, but he didn't expect that the two would be fused so smoothly and smoothly, Qingsi began to wonder if the disobedient airflow just now was this one.

However, just when Qingsi sighed that things were going so smoothly, she found something, the air flow formed by the purple beads seemed to be devouring her own air flow little by little.

I was anxious to summon it back, but I seemed to find that my own air flow was actually not following my own mobilization.

It was as if his own breath had been slowly dissolved by the air flow formed by the purple beads, and it slowly turned purple, and then, under his gaze, he actually made the same action as the original air flow, and rampage through his body.

Puff..............

A mouthful of blood spit out along Qingsi's throat, staining the ground in front of Qingsi, and the blood splashed on the ground seemed to be a large piece of Manzhu Sawa that had been opened, symbolizing the enchantment of death.

In an instant, Qingsi was in the mood to scold, what the hell is going on.