"So what should I do." Originally, the pain was enough for Zongtian, and his own imagination was like another stick on the head, so at this time, Zongtian even slowed down his breath a lot.

"Just punch."

"But I've already been out of it."

Yang Ling, who is accustomed to simplicity, also has to be considerate of Zongtian's understanding, but Zongtian will seem so stupid at this time, and it is only because of nervousness.

"Of course, it's with soul energy."

This sentence naturally solved Zongtian's doubts, and it was only at this time that he thought that in fact, as long as he understood Yang Ling's previous words a little, it was enough to come to such a conclusion. There's nothing to say, since it's to adapt to soul energy, most of the time I'm at the same time as the beginning of my previous training. Although Zongtian's desire to fight like this can be regarded as modesty, he still ignores the strictness in Yang Ling's mouth, again and again.

As before, Zongtian was not in a hurry to do the practice of punching, and he was not familiar with soul energy, so it was naturally necessary for him to recall how he felt before. What did you do at that time? It seems that he is just a little impatient to direct the energy in his body, right? While thinking about such a question, Zong Tian also slowly punched out.

Although this slow-motion fist is so soft, in Zongtian's own opinion, this punch is a bit of a shock, but his so-called shocking is not what kind of stamina this punch has, but the pain of the shocking suddenly penetrates his entire arm.

"Well, it feels good."

Just when Zongtian kept pumping the air conditioner, Yang Ling gave such an evaluation.

"Is this alright?" Such pain naturally made Zongtian follow his already habitual train of thought, but even though he had already accepted the lesson, he still reacted immediately, "You mean that this is the kind of pain I am looking for?" ”

"And the more it hurts, the better."

Although Yang Ling seemed to have completely reversed the punishment of that kind of training, and in the early stage of this training, Zongtian was also able to bear less pain because he was not skilled enough, but this process of finding pain by himself was still a little too perverted.

"I suddenly felt that the training was really good."

"I think so too." In the eyes of Zongtian's expectation, Yang Ling didn't say any ruthless words, "This method is still somewhat suspicious of draining the will." ”

"Please remove the deceptive words, somewhat, somewhat."

"Removing it doesn't change the fact that you can only train like this."

As it turned out, it was the only way to go.

Because of such perverted training, Zongtian's progress can only move forward at a turtle speed, but he can gradually use his soul energy, and Zongtian really has nothing to complain about.

It's because of the way it is, it's already a very painful training, and it's been pulled a lot, but there are a few good things that happen in such a time.

The first thing is the awakening of the soul, just after that monotonous and painful month, the soul finally awakens from Zongtian's body, and her ability to wake up so quickly is probably due to those toxins. The soul creation that was immune before was not spared at this time, but this experience probably made her understand her brothers and sisters better.

The second thing should be regarded as Zongtian's own growth, and allowing him to notice these is also thanks to the awakening of the soul. Human change is always slow, but the accumulation of such things is also immeasurable. And this awakening of the soul is also a little more surprised after pain and understanding, and this is naturally because of the change in the sky.

The third is the Horcrux, as Zongtian gradually can control the soul energy, the Horcrux has also had some reactions. The thing that was carried by Zongtian made it inadvertently release a little warm current to ease Zongtian's pain. Although I don't understand the reason for the trigger at all, even so, it is enough to make Zongtian feel lucky.

It's just that after these joys, what awaits him is still a painful and long cultivation.

The sun and the moon change, time flies, and three years pass in the eyes of most people. It's just that most of them can't represent all of them after all, for example, Zongtian doesn't have such a feeling, these three years are like a hellish experience for him, and spending days like years is no longer an exaggerated description for him.

If it was just a simple fist and kick, maybe the past three years would not be too difficult for Zongtian, but after Yang Ling's serious warning, there was really a world that Zongtian couldn't imagine.

From soaking one's body in toxins, to the pain in the arms that penetrate deep into the bone marrow, and then the pain begins in the arms and gradually moves throughout the body. After all this, there seemed to be only one final training, and that was what Yang Ling had warned him about, and Zongtian also knew the punishment behind that warning in the last time.

When Zongtian filled his body with the soul energy mixed with toxins for the first time, there was no accident, Zongtian directly fainted as he deserved, and this situation naturally frightened the onlookers. Although at Yang Ling's request, the soul creation during the training period has always been separated from the Zongtian body, but the sin suffered by this younger brother seems to make her more sad than hurting herself.

"God, don't do this kind of training again, okay? Even if it weren't for you, I believe the soul plane would have been saved. Although it was the person in front of him who chose to go to the sky at the beginning, the soul creation was really full of serious looks.

"Don't say it so nicely." Zongtian, who had just recovered a little, actually smiled a little at this time, "Even if I finish these trainings, I may not be able to save the soul plane. ”

Although Zongtian's words were indeed closer to the truth, such self-deprecation made the soul-making heart tingle even more.

"It doesn't matter if Sister Soul Creation, it is my own decision to insist, because I don't want to waste the opportunity that God gave me this time, which is enough to change my fate."

While saying this, Zong Tian also slowly stood up, but the result of continuing to train continued to faint. However, in Yang Ling's opinion, such a result seems to be a good phenomenon.

"Don't say anything like that again." Although Yang Ling could also understand the feelings of soul creation, he still said such words while he was in a coma.

"But, but ...... "The soul maker is still gone after all."

"Although I also don't understand what made him change so much." Evaluating Zongtian, Yang Ling is naturally qualified, because he has participated in almost every stage of Zongtian's growth, "Now he is really a little different from his childhood, he used to be greedy for pleasure and indulged in those dazzling entertainment methods, but now he ......"

Speaking of this, Yang Ling didn't even know how to explain this, maybe it was just the stubbornness buried deep in Zongtian's character, but the sharpness that had been buried when he was comfortable.

"But it's a good sign that he's fainting continuously."

"What's the good thing!" Probably because of the bad mood, the soul maker even started a temper without asking.

"Although I know that you have an extreme aversion to this kind of training, but such a fainting is also a manifestation of his progress, and that kind of progress is also the harvest he wants, and the progress at least proves that the training will end faster, right?"

"I, I know......" Yang Ling's explanation was indeed impeccable, and the soul creation also softened at this time.

Although so many things happened when he was in a coma, these did not change his situation in any way, but his training gradually came to an end at this time. Pain was not Yang Ling's purpose, it was just the price that Zongtian had to pay, and such frequent fainting naturally made Yang Ling gradually dilute the concentration of the toxin. Such a weakened concentration not only keeps Zongtian from slowing down his training progress due to frequent fainting, but also allows him to feel some subtle touches more obviously.

On the day of the end of training, the haze in Zongtian's heart finally dissipated. Although at this time, he already has a feeling that soul energy is not inferior to that of soul, but I have to say that the price he paid is also very large.

In three years, he has cut off the childishness of Zongtian categorically, and the young man who has grown up on campus has finally had some adult appearance, but he doesn't look like a young man in his early twenties, and he is in his twenties? Such a thought couldn't help but make Zongtian chuckle and shake his head, it seems that his cranky character has not changed much.

"What's wrong? What are you laughing at? Seeing Zongtian's smile, the soul creation who had been by his side naturally asked with concern, but her words were a little cautious and a little excessive.

"It's nothing, it's just a little emotional." Zong Tian didn't explain anything, he just raised his foot and walked outside that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Lao Yang, Xiao Tian can't be sick, right?"

The title of soul creation has also become like this, and this is naturally due to the friction she often has with Yang Ling, but these are naturally unimportant at this time, and Zongtian did not directly answer her question, which is what soul creation is most concerned about.

"Sick? He's in good health. Although he didn't understand what Soul Creation meant at first, when he saw Soul Creation's expression clearly, Yang Ling also looked at Zongtian's back, "In terms of spirit, it's not very easy to say. ”

Although the end of the training made the soul maker sincerely happy, but the way Zong Tian was like this, she couldn't help but show her pain, but after all, it was when Zong Tian couldn't see it.