To collect grievances is to incorporate the grievances of this world into the internal organs. The seven branches of the Lonely Immortal Sect, in the process of cultivation, must absorb the qi of the seven emotions respectively, use the five internal organs and six internal organs as containers, and when necessary, they can be adjusted for their own use.

This is the difference between the Lonely Immortal Sect and other cultivation sects, and the other sects all incorporate the essence into the dantian in their cultivation, and then transport it to the major meridians. In the Lonely Immortal Sect, the role of the dantian is not small, but it is not used as a place to accept qi.

Chen Xiaoyi wanted to practice the secret technique of hating words, and there happened to be resentment all around him. Although most of the resentment has drifted elsewhere, the resentment here is already quite strong. In the human world, it is difficult to find such a suitable place for him to practice.

Although Chen Xiaoyi's body was locked, it did not affect him to absorb resentment. In ancient records, the seven emotions have a great relationship with the seven tricks. In their cultivation, the disciples of the Lonely Immortal Sect absorb the qi of the seven emotions through the seven orifices.

Different Qi of the Seven Emotions needs to be absorbed through different knots. In the practice of hate, it is through the mouth that resentment is absorbed. At this time, Chen Xiaoyi's mouth was already wide to the limit, which was just right for him to absorb resentment. The resentment as thick as smoke and dust began to gather towards him, and it was sucked into the internal organs through his mouth, this was the first time he had absorbed the resentment, and he didn't dare to do it too quickly.

As a wisp of resentment was included, Chen Xiaoyi only felt as if his internal organs had suddenly come to life. At this time, a feeling of hunger actually arose in his heart. After his first attempt, he sped up the pace at which he could absorb resentment.

Endless resentment gathered towards the stone platform where he was, and was swallowed by his wide mouth. The absorbed grievances are stored in the internal organs, filling the previous void. The power of the Seven Emotions originally stored in the five internal organs was transformed from the medicinal power of the Lonely Immortal Tea, and then merged into his divine soul and consolidated his Yuan Shen.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of this that he can persevere and finally obtain the secret technique of hating words.

At this moment, the stone platform where Chen Xiaoyi was located had been overwhelmed by resentment. The resentment here is not only very strong, but also extremely mellow. It's like an old wine that has been sealed for endless years, and it's intoxicating. His cultivation here is like soaking in the liquid of elixir.

No wonder before coming, several seniors said that after breaking through, they would benefit immensely. Once he breaks through the predicament, all the resentment here will be used by him and become a resource for him to improve his strength.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaoyi was immediately full of confidence. He sucked in his anger even more frantically, and his internal organs began to roar. They seem to have developed an autonomous consciousness, and they actually take the initiative to absorb these grievances.

As a result, his mouth seemed to become a hole. The resentment was as strong as ink, and all poured into his mouth.

Suddenly, Chen Xiaoyi's soul trembled. A cloud of black mist invaded his sea of divine consciousness at some point, drifting towards his primordial spirit. Chen Xiaoyi felt an ominous aura, and suddenly felt a little at a loss.

It was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and he didn't know how to deal with it at all, but he had a premonition in his heart that he must not let that black mist come into contact with his divine soul, otherwise, something extremely terrifying would happen.

However, that black mist, as if conscious, increased its speed countless times in an instant, and it came to it in the blink of an eye. Chen Xiaoyi couldn't resist at all, and the Yuan Shen was enveloped in black mist in an instant.

At this time, he remembered that the last time the power of the Seven Emotions exploded, it also enveloped his soul in this way.

Yes......

Chen Xiaoyi's soul kept trembling, and at this moment, he felt as if there were thousands of needles piercing his soul, extremely painful. This pain had surpassed the physical pain, and his primordial spirit also wailed.

Chen Xiaoyi was shocked in his heart, he was too familiar with wailing like this. Around him, I don't know how many people are making such painful wails. And now, he is wantonly absorbing the resentment in the hearts of those people.

At the same time, Chen Xiaoyi's consciousness also began to loosen, and he could collapse at any time. In a trance, he seemed to see countless miserable scenes. Countless people are being tortured, pulling out their tongues, cutting off their fingers, going up the knife mountain, going to the oil pot, burning, freezing, burning and burning, and Ling Chi......

A total of eighteen kinds of torture seemed to be inflicted on him at this moment.

Yes......

Chen Xiaoyi let out an extremely painful wail, this voice was like the sound of the years endlessly, forever. His consciousness began to blur, and there seemed to be a resentment rising from the depths of his heart.

At this moment, an extremely contradictory thing was happening in him. His internal organs were frantically absorbing resentment, and resentment began to arise in his heart.

The resentment he generated gradually coalesced and drifted in one direction. Chen Xiaoyi still retains a trace of consciousness in his heart, and an unwilling will is still working hard to fight.

Just a tongue-pulling punishment had almost made him lose his senses, and it took him a thousand hardships to survive. Today, eighteen forms of torture are inflicted on the spirits. Chen Xiaoyi's consciousness has begun to collapse, and his willpower has begun to loosen. He knew that if he couldn't get through it, he would become a wailing living dead like those around him. The result is no different from death.

Chen Xiaoyi's divine soul kept tumbling and struggling in the sea of divine consciousness. Then, he plunged headlong into the sea of divine consciousness. This black mist has an incomparably mysterious magical power, and countless memory fragments are blocked from the black qi. Chen Xiaoyi continued to dive until he came to the depths of the Sea of Divine Consciousness.

His divine soul trembled incessantly because of the pain, and finally came to the deepest part of the Divine Consciousness Sea, passed through the mysterious three gates, and finally arrived at the colorful space where his immortal tea tree was located.

At this time, Chen Xiaoyi was on the verge of collapse, he touched the fairy tea tree, and once again saw the countless colorful rhizomes under the tree, the closed cocoon, and the mysterious demon god.

Chen Xiaoyi tried to ask him for help, but his divine sense fluctuations could not break through the shroud of the black fog. When he came back to his senses, he was suddenly shocked in his heart, his own immortal tea tree seemed to be gradually withering, and the blood-colored camellia seemed to be about to wither.

A desperate thought hung over him, and his will would collapse almost instantly. What supports him is a wisp of stubbornness in his heart, his nature.

Chen Xiaoyi stretched out his hand again and approached the blood-colored camellia, his last thought was to pick this flower, which was a strange idea, but now he was powerless to think about it.

The arm transformed by the power of the seven emotions was still trembling, but it slowly approached the blood-colored camellia. He saw wisps of resentment, overflowing from the blood-colored camellia.

The moment he caught the blood-colored camellia, he felt an endless darkness that broke through several doors and drowned everything, even the dazzling space could not be stopped.

His divine consciousness was gradually crumbling, but the divine soul solidified by the power of the seven emotions was still intact. At the moment when his soul was extinguished, he seemed to see another blood-colored camellia blooming on the fairy tea tree.

In the next instant, his divine consciousness completely collapsed, and the entire sea of divine consciousness became extremely dark.