Pain!

Incomparable pain!

It's even more painful than being tortured by Gao Xuan before. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this moment, Wan Tingjun, according to the records in the Burning Soul Heart Sutra, he was sitting upright in his consciousness space after turning into a soul body, ready to start peeling off his soul domain.

He didn't expect that he was actually going to use the flames of his own exercises to burn his soul!

After repeatedly asking Qiao Lao if it was true, under the affirmation of the other party, Wan Tingjun began this time that made him feel painful.

In Wan Tingjun's consciousness space, he had already covered the purple yang vitality on his soul.

After letting out a long sigh, Wan Tingjun gritted his teeth and directly ignited it.

Qiao Laoyi, who was sitting outside, saw that Wan Tingjun's expression began to distort, and at the same time, the cold sweat on his body began to pour down.

also knew that Wan Tingjun had begun to peel off.

"Wan boy, but you must hold on, now that you have just begun to take the first step, you can't just die like this. ”

If Wan Tingjun could hear these words, he would definitely say that Qiao Lao had changed his sex, and he would actually be worried about him.

It's a pity he couldn't hear that.

"Ah~~Ah~~"

In Wan Tingjun's consciousness space, the screams have resounded in this space.

In the empty space of consciousness, there was a flame standing burning, and the screams came from here.

In the middle of it sat a figure sitting cross-legged, its own flames burning incessantly.

This figure is Wan Tingjun's soul body.

Now he really wanted to die, and the pain of burning his soul like this was much stronger than any pain he had experienced before.

If it weren't for Wan Tingjun's current soul being far more tenacious than the soul that had just broken through to the Triple Heaven because he had absorbed the remnant soul of the High Void,

I'm afraid I can't hold on to it anymore.

As time slowly passed, Wan Tingjun had gradually adapted to the pain, but the corners of his mouth still grinned a few times from time to time.

In the midst of the flames, his expression was extremely hideous.

The book just says that you should first ignite your soul in this way, and then refine your soul domain little by little.

The details are not explained, but Wan Tingjun knows that the time has not yet come.

He hadn't opened the Soul Domain yet.

After he opened the soul domain, he gathered the part of the soul that had released those fields in his soul.

And then it's okay to get it out of here. But the difficulty is far beyond his imagination.

This is what Qiao Lao told him, Wan Tingjun also chose to believe Qiao Lao, and the other party should not harm himself.

At this time, Qiao Lao's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, "Wan boy, listen well, no matter what kind of attribute of the exercise wants to separate the soul domain, it has to go through the two processes of condensation and detachment. ”

"You must persevere until you hold on to all the parts of your soul that can release the soul realm, and then, in one breath, break free. ”

"Be sure to remember all the parts that can unleash the realm of the soul. ”

"Otherwise, what you have done will not only be as simple as abandoning your previous achievements, your soul will be permanently traumatized at that time, and your soul realm will always stay at this step!"

Sure enough, nine out of nine monks would not choose this path.

Wan Tingjun scolded in his heart, who wants to bear this feeling that his soul is about to collapse!

If Qiao Lao had carefully said the harm before, maybe Wan Tingjun would not have chosen it like this.

This old immortal fellow!

No matter how much he scolded in his heart, he knew that there was no turning back for him now, so he could only do what Qiao Lao said.

Enduring the pain of burning, Wan Tingjun began to search for those parts of his soul that could release the soul domain.

With the delay of time, Wan Tingjun began to slowly discover that small points of light appeared in his soul.

These points of light are like stars, all over the body.

Wan Tingjun realized that this might be the things that Qiao Lao said in the book that could release the soul domain.

Finally seeing this, Wan Tingjun's heart began to get excited.

As long as he brought all of this together, he would be able to detach the soul realm from his body, and he would no longer have to suffer like this.

But when Wan Tingjun pushed a small one, his eyes suddenly went black, and there was a sharp pain again.

The pain almost made Wan Tingjun faint.

If the pain of being burned before was hit by a big man.

Then the pain of moving this point of light now is to be hit hard by a battleship that has driven to maximum speed.

"Wan boy, your body is already foaming at the mouth, and it seems that you have almost begun to move those points of light in your body. At this time, Qiao Lao's voice came again, "There are a total of 36,000 of these points of light, and after you gather all these 36,000 points of light together, you will directly separate them all, so that your mind seed is complete, come on." ”

Wan Tingjun was shocked in his heart, and almost didn't scold.

I'm foaming at the mouth, what are you going to do, there are still 36,000, isn't it fatal!

Wan Tingjun was already starting to regret it a little, he looked at the light spots in his body, and almost cried.

This is the rhythm that will hurt him to death!

But what else can he do when he gets on the thief ship, he doesn't have to do it obediently.

Looking at those points of light, Wan Tingjun finally chose to move them all to his chest.

The time has gone from morning to night, and from night to day.

Seven days have passed, and Wan Tingjun is still struggling with those points of light in his body.

From the beginning of moving one of them hurt half dead, to rest for a while, and then to the numb pain can push two in a row, then three, five, ten.

In this way, Wan Tingjun's speed is getting more and more blocky, and those points of light are almost all moving.

Outside the body, Qiao Lao pressed one hand on the top of Wan Tingjun's head, and streams of almost transparent pale cyan energy poured out of his hands.

shrouded in Wan Tingjun's flesh.

I saw that Wan Tingjun's flesh was now covered with cracks, like a dry field.

And this energy is like a clear spring, mending these cracks finely.

Seven days have passed.

In the past seven days, if it weren't for Qiao Lao, who had been relying on his own energy to repair Wan Tingjun's body, that body would have been useless a long time ago.

At the same time, it is also Wan Tingjun who transmits pure energy, so that the flames around it will not be extinguished until it fails.

This bit of energy is nothing to Qiao Lao, and the energy transformed by taking a sip of spiritual essence is not something that Wan Tingjun can absorb casually.

He watched with worry as Wan Tingjun continued to crack and repair his body, and he didn't know if this kid could survive it.

In a few days, even if he has the ability to ascend to the sky, he will not be able to repair Wan Tingjun's physical body.

Suddenly, a dazzling light came from Wan Tingjun's chest.

After Qiao Lao saw this light, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, this kid did it in seven days, otherwise it would be really dangerous." ”