"One, two, three......"

Fang Xing's divine soul has endured three impacts in these thirty breaths, and each time his divine soul will be shattered by the impact, life is worse than death, but he insisted on gritting his teeth, and the young man knew that if he slackened a little, he would be doomed!

In those several times of disillusionment, Fang Xing's spirit became more and more solidified, and the light on the word "punishment" behind him became more and more dim, and finally regained calm!

Outside, the red mangs disappeared, the cold poison was restrained, and Fang Xing opened his eyes panting, sweating profusely.

The cold poison dissipated, but it was only suppressed, and the root of everything was still the word "punishment" that could not be placed.

Fang Xing's face was pale and his mood was low, except for the name on the stone tablet, he had found nothing this time.

If the star fails, the life star is broken, and the path of cultivating immortals is cut off, you must know that a person can only point the life star once in his life, and if he fails, he will have no chance.

And the initiator of all this, is the word "punishment" behind him, for as long as he can remember, the crimson word "punishment" has been engraved on the back of the young man, he has washed with water, rubbed desperately with a cloth, and even scraped with a knife, even if the blood is dripping, the mark has always existed, and it seems to have become an inseparable part of him.

Back then, the teenager was excluded by the people in the village, and the word "punishment" accounted for most of the reasons.

"Fang Xing, what's going on?" Ning Qiumian walked up to Fang Xing and said with concern, she saw the pain of Fang Xing in her eyes, and she was also extremely worried.

"Aunt Ning, it's okay, I'm not here well. Fang Xing said with a smile, he didn't want Ning Qiumian to worry about him.

Ning Qiumian took a deep look at Fang Xing, and after making sure that the young man's cold poison was indeed temporarily suppressed, he said: "Fang Xing, your life star is the star of the first heaven?", the matter of the life star is very important, and it is no wonder that Ning Qiumian asked after determining the safety of Fang Xing.

"Aunt Ning, I ......" Fang Xing lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly into Ning Qiumian's eyes, like a child who had done something wrong.

If the star fails, all the lofty ambitions become empty talk.

"Child......" Ning Qiumian looked at Fang Xing's lost appearance, and already knew something, "Don't blame yourself, you can live well here, and you don't have to carry such things anymore." ”

"And Aunt Ning, and everyone in the tribe will accompany you, you will still have a lot to do. A soft voice came out, no blame, only gentleness.

In this world, only the people closest to you will encourage you so much after you live up to their expectations.

Fang Xing nodded slightly, Ning Qiumian held him in his arms, live a peaceful life, don't carry anything, and there will be a lot of friends to accompany you, it sounds really comfortable and comfortable, what these teenagers once wanted, after parting from the fishing village, is it really what he wants?

"Fang Xing, although you have failed to light the stars, but you still can't slack off!" Fang Xing's tired voice came out, Fang Xing looked up, and saw that the tree god who was still green was now in the twilight, the leaves were yellow, and the fallen leaves were extremely decadent, and there were constantly yellow fallen leaves falling from the heights.

In just a few moments, the countless dead leaves had already fallen to the ground, and their eyes were full of desolation.

"Grandpa Tree God, what's wrong with you?" Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly asked, in his heart, the Tree God is omnipotent, even Aunt Ning has to respect it incomparably, and it is the belief of the entire merman tribe.

"Child, the cold poison broke out before you, and it was so turbulent that even the nectar couldn't suppress it, and the tree god used too much of the power of the origin in order to save your life. Ning Qiumian said on the side, if it weren't for the tree god, Fang Xing would have fallen a long time ago.

"Grandpa Tree God!" Fang Xing kowtowed fiercely, his star was so dangerous this time, even the tree god paid a great price, but he still failed to point the star, which disappointed Aunt Ning and the tree god!

"It's okay! I'll be able to recover this lost source power for a while. The tree god said lightly, but Fang Xing knew that the power of this origin was not so easy to recover, and the tree god said that it would take a long time.

The more the tree god and Aunt Ning were so lightly, the more sad the young man became, but he didn't dare to show it for fear that they would worry.

I seem to be disappointing people who value me all the time.

Before the words fell, the tree god said again: "Fang Xing, although you fail to point the star and cannot practice, but the "Creation Zhentian Tower" must practice more, this tower has its own world, which can temper the soul. Although this divine soul cultivation is not welcomed in this Flying Rainbow Realm, it is equally broad and profound, the word "punishment" behind you has been engraved on your divine soul, and its next attack will only be more violent, now my vitality is greatly damaged, and honing your divine soul is the only way for you to live!"

Fang Xing clenched his fists, the word "punishment" behind him had already forced him into a desperate situation, the only tree god who could restrain the cold poison had been greatly injured, and the next time the cold poison broke out, he could only rely on himself!

Therefore, now, this divine soul cultivation has become the only means for Fang Xing to live!

"Child......" Ning Qiumian wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it, no matter how much encouragement he had, it became extremely pale, and in the future, he was the only one who could help Fang Xing.

"Aunt Ning, don't worry, even if there is no tree god and you for the poison next time, I will try my best to live. Fang Xing stood up and looked at Ning Qiumian's firm words, living has become Fang Xing's final bottom line, and the young man has no way to retreat!

He wouldn't have the luxury of expecting his next round of reincarnation, and after reincarnation, all his memories would be lost, so would he still be him?

"Even if we can only cultivate the Divine Soul, our punishment will still have to go out of our own path!" Fang Xing secretly made up his mind in his heart, no matter how painful the training in the "Creation Earthquake Tower" was, he would never give up!

"Fang Xing, that cold poison was suppressed by the Heaven-Shaking Tower, so it won't be poisoned so quickly, you still have a year, and after a year, the toxicity of this cold poison will only be ten times and a hundred times as much as it is now, and then your divine soul will at least be promoted to the top-grade spirit realm, only then will there be a trace of vitality!" The tree god reminded, he had consumed too much of the power of the origin, and he would soon be in retreat, and these things could only be explained first.

"One year ......" Fang Xing looked at his palm, the cultivation of the soul also has a realm, this spiritual realm is also the title of the spiritual soul condensation and strength, the spiritual realm is divided into three small realms, the breakthrough of each realm is extremely difficult, if you want to reach the upper realm of the spiritual realm in a year, the difficulties and obstacles can be imagined.

The road of the teenager is destined to be tortuous.

Because the tree god consumes a lot, so he has to retreat early, the tree god retreat, the stakes are very high, Ning Qiumian, as the patriarch of the merman tribe, naturally has to deal with many things, she pulled Fang Xing and said for a long time, and then left quickly.

Under the tree, the boy's fist crumpled.

His path of cultivation is that if he does not advance, he will retreat, and if he does not go against it, he will die!