Looking at the star soul of the stone stele that had reached a saturated state of star energy, Ye Qingyang felt a little helpless, and the next moment, he frantically urged the spirit soul axis, and the speed was desperately speeding up, and a wave of invisible spiritual thoughts condensed to the grid point instantly transmitted into the broken stone stele.

When the whole is bright to a certain extent, the light gradually gathers in the center, while the other positions slowly dim and return to normal, and the center point is slowly brightened to the extreme.

Seeing that the light around him was about to merge into the light source in the center, Ye Qingyang's heart was raised, the string of his nerves collapsed very tightly, and the spiritual soul axis was even more desperate to speed up.

It's almost successful, Star Soul, you give me some strength!

Suddenly, the stone tablet star soul suddenly shook violently a few times, the central point light source was extremely dim for a while, and flashed a few times at a very bright time, and with a click, the light source was like glass shattering, and countless light points exploded in an instant, and then the light points dissipated, and the star soul was completely dimmed.

Failed again!

Why!

Why!

Why is it always unsuccessful, even if the star contract degree is zero, why can't you even awaken the soul heart!

Ye Qingyang's heart swelled with a burst of unwillingness, as if venting his anger, he once again frantically urged the spiritual soul axis, and the fluctuations of spiritual thoughts seemed to be endless, constantly spreading into the star soul void body.

The light source gathered, dissipated, gathered again, dissipated, and so on five more times, but the limited spiritual mind was still overconsumed after all, but the soul heart still failed to awaken successfully.

Five times! Generally, the soul cultivator condenses the soul heart once or twice at a time, and the spiritual mind will not be able to support it, and the condensation of the soul requires that the human spirit should be concentrated to the extreme, and all the attention should be put on this one thing, and each time it is like using the spiritual mind as a bow, trying to pull it to the limit, and it will be exhausting the spirit and energy after shooting only one arrow, not to mention the continuous high-intensity consumption of the mind.

Ye Qingyang only felt a feeling of dizziness and fatigue hit, his consciousness was a little groggy, and the vision of the perceiving heart began to become blurry, as if he opened his eyes and closed his eyes, it was pitch black for a while, and the light was dense for a while.

But he didn't want to give up, and tried to endure all kinds of discomfort, insisting on not quitting the state of perceiving his mind, and wanted to force himself to try again.

The spiritual soul axis stopped and turned for a while, like a person with weak energy, staggering and pulling a large stone mill to rotate, and the brightness of the light of the star soul void body had not yet reached one-tenth of the strongest, and this strange star energy space "kicked" Ye Qingyang out fiercely.

In the field of vision, the starenergy space was instantly shattered and disillusioned like a building collapsing, and with a buzz, Ye Qingyang's consciousness was forced to retreat to the original space.

At the same time, there was a violent ringing in both ears, and the feeling of a headache and a split brain hit immediately, and the head seemed to be torn apart by someone, and the pain was unspeakable.

Ye Qingyang didn't open his eyes, he fell to the ground in pain and struggled with his head, the green tendons on his face burst out, bulging and winding like an earthworm, his face was hideous and terrifying, and pale as paper, mixed with sweat and sweating, sweating profusely, as if he had been splashed with a bucket of water, his clothes were so wet that he wrung out several basins of water, and sweat stains spread all over the ground.

I saw that Ye Qingyang gritted his silver teeth stubbornly, tried his best to endure the pain without saying a word, his body was so painful that he shrank into a ball of exhaustion, and he never let out a cry of pain, he was afraid that even if he made a sound, he would wake up Ye Qingxue, who was sleeping below, and make him worry about himself.

This is what he doesn't want, it's enough to bear the pain himself, this is the responsibility that a family pillar should have, and he has long been used to being so painful every night!

Who knows, Ye Qingxue was not asleep as Ye Qingyang thought, but stared at the pale ceiling with her eyes open, her eyes seemed to be able to see Ye Qingyang who was in pain through the wall, and her face was a little stunned,

In fact, Ye Qingxue knew for a long time that Ye Qingyang went to the roof in the middle of the night, although she didn't know that Ye Qingyang would suffer so much, she could guess what Ye Qingyang was doing.

Before the auxiliary exoskeleton was installed, Ye Qingxue could only look at the ceiling and guess, but after installing it, she would sometimes sneak to the window and listen to the sound of whirring dancing sticks from the roof, she was almost certain that Ye Qingyang was cultivating.

Ye Qingxue felt very sorry for her brother, she knew what a heavy burden Ye Qingyang's heart carried, and she also knew how complicated Ye Qingyang's heart knot, she only hated herself for not being able to share the slightest, she could only be a burden.

She often wondered how good it would be if she didn't have this strange disease, at least she didn't have to do nothing like she did now, and she would only drag her feet.

Ye Qingxue didn't think about revealing Ye Qingyang's secret, she understood that what Ye Qingyang didn't want her to know, if she knew, it would only increase Ye Qingyang's psychological pressure, she didn't want her brother to increase the pressure anymore, because Ye Qingyang was really under enough pressure!

......

After experiencing the pain of mental collapse due to excessive mental consumption, Ye Qingyang slowly opened his eyes, stretched his limbs, spread out into large characters, and looked at the twinkling starry sky, as if enjoying a moment of peace for the rest of his life.

The slight night breeze blew through his soaked body, which was very comfortable, but Ye Qingyang's thoughts were only empty for a long time, and many pictures soon flashed involuntarily in his eyes, and he would think of those pictures every time he finished cultivating before, but for some reason, some of the pictures tonight were exceptionally clear.

He guessed it was probably because there were so many things happening today, people are not old, but they always like to remember inexplicably.

Thinking about it, Ye Qingyang couldn't help but take out a gray stone from his right trouser pocket, put it in front of his eyes, and squinted his eyes to observe it carefully.

The stone is the size of an egg, with many edges and pits, some places are very sharp, the whole is conical-shaped, but the bottom of the cone is uneven, it is a hemispherical concave and convex stone face, and the end of the cone is more rounded and not sharp.

With the terrible shape of this stone, it is not a handicraft at first glance, just a rotten stone on the side of the road, but this rotten stone is very magical, even the huge power that Ye Qingyang now has in his high-level physical body cannot be crushed in the slightest, and the material is extremely hard.

What's even more amazing is that this gray stone statue has an inexplicable magic, which feels very ordinary at first glance, but after staring at it for a few more minutes, you will feel dizzy and dizzy, and your heart will beat rapidly, as if you are pressed by a boulder to the heart, and then the body will begin to be heavy, as if there is a force that presses you down, and the whole person will be out of breath.

Ye Qingyang stared at the gray stone for a few minutes, his eyes were bloodshot, the green tendons on his face broke out again, and his mood was very depressed and depressed.

Whew, whew, whew......

Ye Qingyang quickly looked away from the gray stone, his body was liberated in an instant, and he gasped for breath violently, his hand was squeezing the gray stone tightly, almost wanting to crush it.

I don't know how many times I've observed this gray stone, but I still haven't seen anything, and I always feel that it's not simple, but I don't know where the unsimple place is.

Ye Qingyang hated this gray stone very much, if it weren't for this gray stone, the star soul he hunted was very likely not the broken stone stele, he was confident that he would hunt another star soul casually, it would be stronger than the stone stele star soul, at least the star contract degree would not be so deceitful only zero.

But he didn't dare to throw away this gray stone, he had a very wonderful feeling, this gray stone is very important to him, as long as he had the idea of throwing away the gray stone, just made the action of throwing it, his heart was like being dug out of a piece, faintly uncomfortable, like about to lose something important.

After several years of continuous thinking, Ye Qingyang guessed that this gray stone was very likely to be the culprit who knocked him down into the abyss of hell, and it should also be the rope of vitality that pulled him up, but he had not yet found where to put the rope.

Ye Qingyang slowly closed his eyes, and recalled a big change that happened to him when he was six years old.

That shocking scene, he was forced to imprint it deeply in his mind, and he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to!

......

Early in the morning of a certain day in the year 3042 of the Star Soul Calendar.

Six years old is the age at which Terran children participate in the soul hunting ceremony, and it is a dividing line in the life of every human race.

Xiao Ye Qingyang, who just turned six years old today, is running around downstairs in the community where he lives, venting his excitement, and his energy is extraordinarily strong.

Because after lunch, he was going to participate in the soul hunting ceremony, and when he thought of visiting the sacred place of the Soul Hunting Star Tower, he could go to the starry sky to hunt the star soul, his blood boiled inexplicably.

Since childhood, the children of the human race have heard many legendary stories about soul hunters from the mouths of their elders, and they have been very yearning for the profession of soul hunters, which can fight against the murderous star beasts.

Open the mountain and crack the stone, dance the fire and resist the wind, the sword slashes the tiger, the knife splits the giant snake, holds the star soul, vertical and horizontal, is the young little guys, the blood is just burning, the dream is budding, if there is a chance, who will not want to fight!

Due to excessive excitement, Xiao Ye Qingyang's face was flushed, he didn't look at the road much, he ran and ran, he tripped over something under his feet, stumbled and fell to the ground, and his right palm pressed on a stone and slid for a long distance.

Some of the edges and corners of this stone are very sharp, and it hurts to press it, and under the sliding, it actually cut a hole in Xiao Ye Qingyang's palm, and a trace of blood began to come out.

There was also a lot of sand on the ground, and Xiao Ye Qingyang's knees were wiped several times, Ye Qingyang's face did not change, his little face was still very excited, and he just fell, although it was a little painful, but it was not enough for him to do anything.

He immediately stood up and was about to pat the dust on his body with his hand and continue running, but when he just wanted to use his right hand to pat his clothes, he was surprised to find that his right palm was sticking to a blood-red stone, and the scene in front of him was extremely strange.

Xiao Ye Qingyang hurriedly shook his little hand, wanting to shake off the stone, but he was horrified to find that the blood-colored stone was like a magnet stuck to the iron stone, and he couldn't shake it off, even if he pulled it vigorously with his left hand, he was just hurting himself.

For a while, his heart was a little flustered, he didn't know what to do, but fortunately, Xiao Ye Qingyang's temperament was calm, otherwise he would have cried and screamed.

At this time, the first person Xiao Ye Qingyang thought of who could solve the problem was his father, who was as tall as a mountain, and in his heart, his father had always been omnipotent.

Xiao Ye Qingyang didn't think about why the stone stuck to his palm, the child's thoughts were not so complicated, he just ran in the direction of home.

But he slowly found that his limbs gradually weakened, and as he ran, his feet could no longer exert his strength, and his speed became slower and slower, and his face became more and more pale, which was very frightening.

Eventually, his feet were completely weak, and he fell to the ground in an alley.