No matter how unbearable the days are, they will pass little by little.

Yanhua finally watched as the last trace of mist broke, left, and floated away.

After the last wisp of mist was absorbed, all the muscles and veins in Yanhua's body happened to be "widened".

The belated pain finally came to Yanhua's body.

At this time, Yanhua finally understood why the milk doll had to let him play with him in the dantian, instead of the doll coming out to accompany him.

can compare to the pain of this time, in the past so many years of Yanhua, there is only the one that has transformed the demonic forging body. But compared to the intensity of that time, the pain this time was longer and more unforgettable.

During the time when he was waiting for the phantom piano to break out of the cocoon, although it was like a year for Yanhua, it was not a long time for Yuqiong and the wine master who were waiting outside. After all, there is no reference point where Yanhua is located, and where the two of them are located, you can see the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, and you can see the moon cloudy and sunny...

Yanhua, who had not moved for so long, suddenly began to tremble, his knobly jointed fingers twitched unnaturally and bent, his nails had unconsciously buckled into his palms, and blood flowed out unscrupulously...

In the midst of the long pain, there was something else that went with it. So the feeling of smoke is not monotonous.

Soreness, numbness, itching, swelling, pain...

"Ahh

Yanhua, who was finally able to make a sound, finally screamed. His gums were bleeding, and he had been clenching his teeth and holding on to the consequences of the pain.

The two people who had been not far from Yanhua heard Yanhua's voice and rushed over directly.

What they didn't expect was that the barrier that had kept them from getting close to Yanhua didn't know when it would disappear. They pounced like this, and almost pounced directly on Yanhua's body, or because they were physically strong, they forcibly changed their landing position in mid-air, so as to avoid a disaster.

But in fact, even if they are worried, the two of them can't do anything. After studying it for a while, he could only choose two people to set up a formation around Yanhua together, and then the two of them would sit next to the formation.

In this way, the life-and-death game of Yanhua can be prevented from being affected to the greatest extent.

Yanhua, who had been able to sense what was going on in the outside world, now had no time to care about the outside world, and was concentrating on dealing with the sudden convulsions of the phantom music qin in the dantian - the phantom sound qin had stayed in his dantian peacefully, and there was no abnormal movement.

Yanhua has also observed the phantom sound piano, and there is no change in anything else, except for a lot of changes in appearance.

So Yanhua didn't care much about the phantom piano.

The first and second days were fine, nothing went wrong. But early in the morning of the third day, I was dealing with the painful smoke that had been somewhat adapted from all over my body, and suddenly noticed a strange movement from the dantian.

For some reason, the phantom piano suddenly released a large amount of its own energy.

The phantom piano before breaking the cocoon looks like an ordinary piano in the ordinary world, and there is nothing special about it. Unless it is the owner it recognizes, the piano is thrown directly into the mortal world, and no one can find it at all.

After breaking the cocoon, the phantom piano is like being reborn. The ordinary piano has become quaint and simple, and the carvings on it have become very smart.

It's such a phantom piano.,It looks obedient.,There's nothing wrong with it.,But it's like a wilted child.,On the surface, it looks like it's well-behaved and sensible.,In fact, it's a little devil.。

So Yanhua began to bear the sharp pain from various places on his body in a hurry, absorbing the abundant energy released by the phantom piano.

Now the phantom piano has no instrumental spirit, just like a child who is ignorant and doesn't know anything, without its own thinking logic, or even without its own consciousness, and does everything only by intuition, or only by feeling.

But probably because of the shift in consciousness, when a person focuses on one thing, everything else becomes unimportant.

It's like the smoke of now. He concentrated on absorbing the energy that filled his entire body but was skillfully controlled and did not overflow a single cent, maybe it was the pleasure brought by cultivation, and the smoke and clouds that frantically absorbed energy also came quickly.

However, whether it is for Cloud Robbery or Yanhua, they can be regarded as acquaintances with each other (Yun?). up. Yanhua alone, once successfully survived the thunder tribulation that immortal cultivators must go through, and also experienced the thunder tribulation of falling demons, and now because of injury, he has to experience a new batch of thunder tribulations when he re-cultivates immortals...

It's really getting more and more familiar.

The clouds began to brew in a familiar way, and the whole cloud became darker and darker.

No one can say anything like this, and naturally no one knows what the cloud is capable of. Most people think that the clouds are not intelligent, and only a small number of people will think that the clouds are emotionally fluctuating. Yanhua happens to be one of them.

For those who believe in themselves, Zaiyun has never been stingy.

The tribulation cloud, who had already discovered Yanhua's current physical hidden dangers, began to seriously brew this different thunder tribulation.

Yanhua, who was trying to absorb the energy in his body, actually wanted to say hello to the clouds he hadn't seen for a long time, but it was really too difficult for him to live now.

In the blink of an eye, the busy Yanhua abandoned the love he had known for many years and cultivated seriously.

One person and one cloud have a very tacit understanding, he does his thing, and it splits its thunder.

But this time the thunder is different from the ordinary one, although it doesn't hurt, but this time the thunder didn't destroy anything, but went into his body.

This thunderbolt traveled around his body, muscles, veins, flesh and bones... All kinds of places, it's like a cat patrolling its own territory.

It's just that this "cat" gets smaller and smaller as it moves around.

One after another thunderbolts struck him, and one "cat" after another roamed around his body.

The clouds are very serious, and they will withdraw after splitting, and there is absolutely no nostalgia.

Yanhua nodded at it as the clouds left. Zaiyun didn't think Yanhua was rude, or rather, Zaiyun didn't care about these things. Yanhua said hello to him, and he naturally had to say something.

So on this day, everyone saw a cloud that was getting whiter and whiter, and suddenly thundered...

Suddenly, caught off guard.