Rong Xian Immortal withdrew from Ning Qingyun's sea of knowledge and returned to his body. She thought of the electric light just now, what was it? Things like thunderbolts are specialized in overcoming souls, and knowing the sea is the abode of souls, how can there be electric light?

After returning to her body, she checked the state of her soul and found that although the pain was unbearable, her soul was not actually damaged.

Rong Xian took a Soul Solid Pill and performed the Soul Transfer Technique again.

When she was struck by the electric light before, she vaguely saw a disc in the dense electric light, which seemed to be the Sky Crack Disk that had disappeared before, the Sky Crack Disk was originally Ning Qingyun's magic weapon, and it was not surprising that it entered his body, Rong Xian Xian guessed that Ning Qingyun's disappeared divine soul might be in the Sky Crack Disk.

After this soul transfer, Rong Xian Xian went straight to the lightning-shrouded compass.

Inside the Sky Crack Disk, Ning Qingyun asked the white-haired old man for advice on how to return to his body.

"This is exactly what I want to tell you, your body was injured by the thunder of heaven's damnation, the thunder group is entrenched in your sea of consciousness, your soul body is immortal, the thunder group is immortal, if you return to the body at this moment, the soul will be consumed by the thunder little by little, until the soul is gone." The white-haired old man sighed.

"It's also possible that if you can't wait for the moment when your soul is gone, you will choose to break yourself, after all, no one can endure the pain of soul refining." He looked at Ning Qingyun with a look of compassion on his face.

"And when can I return to my form?" Before Ning Qingyun lost consciousness, he remembered that no matter how he dodged, he couldn't dodge the golden thunderball the size of a fist, and the thunderball was like a maggot attached to the bone, slashing straight into his mind, the pain was like a piercing heart, unbearable.

"If you still want to live, it is impossible to return to the original body, and continuing to practice in the form of a soul body in the Heavenly Split Disk is your only way to survive." The white-haired old man said with his beard curled.

"Then how long will I have to practice before I can get out of the Heavenly Crack Disk and return to my main body?" Although Ning Qingyun's divine soul was in the Sky Split Disk, he could still vaguely feel that the Sky Crack Disk should be in his body at this moment.

Maybe his divine soul cultivation reached a certain level, and he was not afraid of thunder.

"That thunderstorm is specifically for you, as long as it is in your body, no matter how powerful your divine soul cultivation is, you can't get rid of the thunderstorm." The white-haired old man seemed to have insight into Ning Qingyun's thoughts, and ruthlessly shattered his thoughts.

"The time is almost up, I can't last long with this distraction, let's make a long story short, the Sky Split Disk is an artifact, although it is congenitally disabled, it is still a treasure, you can become the owner of the Sky Split Disk, it can be regarded as luck, the aura of the fairy world is prosperous, and countless heavenly and earth treasures have been bred, only by coming here, your problem can be solved."

"The Sky Split Disk is made by the ancestor of this sect, and there is a summoning circle left in the sect, as long as you, the master of the instrument, cooperate with my body to cast spells, I can recall the Sky Split Disk back to the fairy spirit realm, and your soul will also come to the fairy spirit world with the Sky Split Disk, and then I can find a suitable body for you to help you regain your reconstruction." Although the white-haired old man's tone was steady, Ning Qingyun still heard a sense of urgency between the lines.

"Gone there, when will I be able to come back?" Ning Qingyun frowned and asked.

"If you practice well, it may only take a few hundred years to come back." The white-haired old man said thoughtfully.

"Then I'm not going, senior, please go back." Ning Qingyun said categorically.

The future situation on the earth is not optimistic, the fairy and the children are in this dangerous environment, I don't know how far they can go on the path of cultivation, once they go, it will be hundreds of years, and then the fairy and the children will not know if they are still alive, even if he can really come back then, where to find them?

"Are you worried that you won't be able to find a suitable host in the fairy world? Rest assured, I can make a promise to help you find the right accommodation. The white-haired old man's figure began to blur a little, and his tone of voice became more and more urgent.

"If I abandon my body, I won't be a complete me, and it's against heaven for lonely souls and wild ghosts to occupy other people's bodies!" What's more, what if the immortal can't recognize him? As long as he can meet the immortal again, even if he has to endure the pain of soul refining, he will admit it.

"Cultivation is against the sky, if you mind taking away others, as long as your heart is strong, you can endure loneliness, and directly cultivate into a spirit body in the Heavenly Crack, you can go to the source stream to be reborn in the body." The white-haired old man said.

"No need, senior." Ning Qingyun refused.

Listening to the meaning of this senior, if he can return for hundreds of years, everything has gone smoothly, he has taken a shortcut, he can endure loneliness, and he can cultivate into a spiritual body, wouldn't it take thousands of years.

"If you refuse to give up your body, there is only one way to die, don't expect to return to your body and continue to practice, your ontology dantian will be destroyed, the qi bridge will collapse, and the spiritual energy will overflow, and it will not be able to support the consumption of the Heavenly Split Disk at all, once you start cultivating, the innate essence of this physical body will be quickly consumed, and it will decay after a long time." The white-haired old man spoke faster and faster.

Ning Qingyun was silent.

"What you are in at the moment is a nascent realm, the aura is thin, the resources are scarce, it is difficult for cultivators to advance, the realm is unstable, changeable, cultivators are facing many dangers, it will take at least tens of thousands of years for the realm to grow into a mature cultivation realm, in this environment, you can't find a way to reshape the dantian, if you miss this opportunity, your lifespan will only be a few years at most!" The figure of the white-haired old man was almost transparent.

In other words, if he could reshape the dantian and his body could continue to cultivate, he might not be able to suppress the thunder, Ning Qingyun heard the implication in the old man's words.

"Life or death, it's just in your thoughts! I'll give you a day to think about it, and I'll use summoning at this time tomorrow, and hopefully you'll make a wise choice at that time. After the white-haired old man finished speaking, his figure had completely disappeared.

"Ah", Rong Xian Xian was once again struck by the golden lightning, and couldn't help but exhale in pain.

She gritted her teeth and tried back and forth dozens of times, trying to enter the Sky Crack Disk to find out, but she was never successful.

"Huh", Rong Xian Xian suddenly felt a burst of relief, and many small electric lights that had been wrapped around her suddenly disappeared, and the thunder and lightning that were originally scattered around the Sky Crack Disk gathered into a golden thunder ball, hanging directly above the Sky Crack Disk, ready to go.

Rong Xianxian's heart throbbed, she stared at the direction where the thunderball was aiming with wide eyes, only to see a white ball of light fly out of the Sky Crack Disk at once, and the golden thunderball was like a shark that asked about the smell of blood, fiercely rushing towards the white ball of light.