The golden light continued to rise and dim in Ye Yang's body, his state of mind was constantly stirring, and the white bones were constantly inhaling the dark breath, and the two contradictory mediums were completely separated from his body.

The dull rotten stones on the ground were scattered all over the ground, one after the other, piled up like a hill. For some reason, Ye Yang's body was no longer controlled this time, but it was no different from being controlled, as if all this was not done by himself.

"Silly boy, are you crazy? Stop! Suddenly, in the depths of Ye Yang's state of mind, a familiar voice came, and he reminded Ye Yang and motioned to Ye Yang not to continue. However, Ye Yang didn't have the slightest intention to listen, and the movements in his hands kept repeating.

"Stinky boy, you're going to die if you keep going like this!"

Xuan Lao's voice sounded again, but Ye Yang didn't appreciate it at all, and now he couldn't listen to anyone's words at all.

Ye Yang, who has always had no good impression of Xuan Lao, in this case, how could he pay attention to Xuan Lao, the appearance of Xuan Lao's voice will only make Ye Yang's terrible mood even more irritable.

However, Xuan Lao has never had evil thoughts towards Ye Yang, on the contrary, Xuan Lao has been secretly helping Ye Yang, but Ye Yang didn't notice it, he can't help too obviously, because in that way, Ye Yang's growth is too ordinary, and even Ye Yang can't grow up at all. However, Ye Yang couldn't comprehend Xuan Lao's good intentions.

Indeed, Ye Yang had already felt the signs of his mood soaring, and the feeling of swelling and pain made Ye Yang unbearable, and the pain of breaking bones and tendons was nothing more than that. The golden color in the state of mind is constantly expanding, from the size of a grain of rice before, to the size of a thumb. It doesn't sound very big, but it's already many times larger than before.

"When~"

The last small Buddha statue, when Ye Yang was thrown on the ground, Ye Yang's whole person was already inside the Buddha temple, on the tall Buddha hall, the only thing missing was a big Buddha, but the big Buddha was gone, the little Buddha had lost his god, and the only thing left in the Buddha hall was Ye Yang.

The golden brilliance in his heart was constantly surging, Ye Yang had a feeling of losing his appetite, and there was also a burning pain between the white bones, and the black aura was also sucked by the black bones without exception.

Is it going to explode? Ye Yang's body was extremely painful, he had never felt this way, the golden brilliance was beating in his mood, the black aura was expanding in every part of his white bones, and the painful feeling would not stop at all, tormenting Ye Yang non-stop.

"Plop!"

Ye Yang's whole body was weakly paralyzed on the ground, and he rolled back and forth on the ground unbearably, trying in vain to reduce the pain he suffered, but there was no sign of alleviating it.

"Silly boy, do you know the pain now?" Xuan Lao's annoying voice sounded again, and Ye Yang's pain seemed to be even deeper. However, Xuan Lao's words continued: "Recite the mantra silently, start cultivating, and try to see if you can digest these things, otherwise, you can only swell your whole body and die." ”

Practice? This is the present world, can you still cultivate? Ye Yang had a puzzle in his heart, this was not because he wanted to talk to Xuan Lao, but because he was complaining. However, it still passed to Xuan Lao, and Xuan Lao said with some anger in his tone: "Isn't there no Xuan Realm, cultivators can't live?" ”

Hearing this, although Ye Yang was very unwilling and reluctant, but this unbearable feeling, Ye Yang didn't want to bear it anymore for a moment, he sat up with difficulty, recalled the cultivation mantra and cultivation method that Bai Ling had taught him before, and began to breathe the power of the Xuan in his body.

Ye Yang, who was depressed by a trace of inexplicable pain, was out of breath, to say that his body was unbearably swollen, this kind of pain was probably ten times better.

Gradually, the golden brilliance swirled and flickered around Ye Yang's body, and the black aura also began to gush along Ye Yang's white bones, and began to continue to gush out to the outside world.

The two completely exclusive caste forces kept rotating around Ye Yang's body. The energy circle fluctuated, with strong ripples, and the two different forces produced a strong conflict, forming a strong confrontation force in the middle, and that force also caused severe pain to Ye Yang's body to varying degrees.

Meditation, pranayama, his state of mind was extremely unstable, on one side plus the impact of the two opposing forces, and on the other side he was extremely sad because of the loss of Bai Ling, Ye Yang was extremely low at the moment. The two forces that swelled in his body kept jumping out of his body, but fortunately he didn't directly blow up Ye Yang's body.

Xuan Lao couldn't stop sighing in Ye Yang's body, Ye Yang was already upset, and when he heard this sigh, his mood couldn't be calmed down.

"Boy, your heart is very chaotic, if you want to live, calm me down, and deal with the two forces for me, otherwise you will destroy yourself."

"You have to take care of it!" Ye Yang is still childish, he hates certain people, so he will not have a good temper with them.

"Yo! also has a temper, you don't want to be soft when you die, but this surname is very similar to the old man when he was young. But you will slowly mature, you have to experience much more than that, your road is still very long, don't give up here, you can look forward to the future, not because of a short period of disappointment, there are thoughts of suicide. Your actions have already brought you to the brink of death. ”

Seeing that Ye Yang was sullen in his heart and didn't care about himself at all, Xuan Lao sighed again and said, "Bai Ling, that girl, don't necessarily die like this!" ”

"What?" Ye Yang instantly came to his senses, although his body and state of mind were suffering a lot, he still focused on his spirit and heard this sentence, because it was about Bai Ling, and what he said involved Bai Ling's life and death.

"You're saying Bai Ling, she's not dead?" Ye Yang asked eagerly in his heart.

"Hehe, I didn't say, she's dead or not, how can I guess?" Xuan Lao still pretended to be a mysterious tone.

I can't ask why, but Ye Yang doesn't know why, he has rekindled hope, and Xuan Lao's words seem to explain a problem to himself, just like Bai Ling, she still has a chance to live. Before Bai Ling's bones were found, how could he die first, even if he died, he had to stay with Bai Ling's bones, after all, Ye Yang knew that after people died, they could still communicate with each other.

A person can be lonely and needs a companion. Ye Yang didn't want to look back on those five hundred years of torture, but for some reason, whenever he thought of those five hundred years, there would always be a trace of inexplicable sweetness in Ye Yang's mouth. That sweetness can penetrate into every corner of the body, and it feels really real, making Ye Yang's body instantly refreshed, and his spirit is also uplifted.

What is that water droplet, Ye Yang thought about it for a while, but he didn't think about it anymore. What you need to deal with at the moment are the two forces that fill your body. If you want to live, you have to find Bai Ling, you have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death, and you must not end it like this.

Gradually, Ye Yang stabilized his emotions, he began to meditate and feel the powerful air flow surging in his body, first of all, the state of mind, that golden light would inevitably attract Ye Yang's attention, his feeling of expansion made Ye Yang extremely unbearable, there was always a feeling of pain that made people comfortable to the extreme, and there was a feeling of pain that swelled, that kind of explosive feeling, in the mood of constantly attacking, Ye Yang found that his dark state of mind had been illuminated by the golden light.

"Calm down and press down the power of Xuan."

Xuan Lao's voice was secretly prompting, and when Ye Yang heard it, he immediately did it. That golden breath is really his own Xuan power, at first the Xuan power was golden, Ye Yang thought that he was mistaken, and regarded other things as Xuan power, but now, Xuan Lao has opened his mouth to verify it, how can it be fake.

The body continued to endure the destruction of the dark power, but Ye Yang's heart was surprisingly silent, the disorder of his mind gradually subsided, and the beating and irritable golden brilliance gradually stopped, Ye Yang tried to restrain his breath, the golden power of Xuan was still resisting at first, and then under the control of Ye Yang's mind, it began to slowly converge towards the source of the finger-sized Xuan power.

Is it going to be successful? A trace of blood gushed out from the corner of Ye Yang's mouth, constantly surging outward, this scene was extremely weird, there was blood hanging from the corner of the skeleton's mouth, whoever saw this scene would not be able to suppress the fear in his heart.

The warmth at the corners of his mouth, but Ye Yang couldn't notice it, the pain on his white bones was tormenting him, if it weren't for the firmness of his will, I'm afraid Ye Yang would have been unconscious because of this.

The brilliance in the state of mind, the small beat, and the small amount of unyielding, Ye Yang had to adjust them one by one. Until the dry bones were about to shatter, the golden brilliance was finally suppressed. The power of the mystery increased dramatically, and an inexplicable force filled the whole body, when the power was injected into the bone marrow.

"Ahh ~~~”

Ye Yang really couldn't bear the pain, roaring and roaring, he couldn't bear it to the extreme. The power of the mystery seeped into the bone marrow, contradicting the dark power, causing the dark power to run around.

"Hurry up and suppress the power of the spirit!"

"Spiritual power?" Ye Yang endured the severe pain and silently thought in his heart, this dark power is actually spiritual power?

"Don't worry so much, your bone marrow is full of spiritual power, do you still want to completely eradicate spiritual power as a necromancy?"

Yes, that's right, he has been dead for more than a thousand years, and he is already an out-and-out necromancer, no matter how much he cultivates the power of the Xuan, he still can't get rid of the root of the power of the dead, and his body is the root of the power of the spirit.

Ye Yang couldn't help but think of why Xuan Lao made himself think twice when he had just cultivated the power of Xuan, it turned out that his cultivation in the future was so painful. Once the balance between the two forces is lost, then one side will immediately backlash against the other, and then it is the self that suffers the torture and pain.

With a wry smile, Ye Yang calmed down the power of Xuan that was wandering around his body, and began to use all his strength to force the spiritual power that dwelt in his bones, suppress it, and use it for his own use.