Huang Cong laughed bitterly a few times, and could clearly feel that all parts of his body were being torn, and every piece of flesh and blood emitted bursts of pain.

His body had already adapted to the original amount of aura, and it suddenly increased at this moment, how could his body withstand it? Every piece of flesh and blood was already full of aura, and it was still drilling into it, Huang Cong could only watch this qiē happen, but there was no way.

At this moment, the flesh and blood that had been saturated could no longer store the aura, and the aura drilled into every vein, and the pain of drilling the heart rose in his mind again.

As the aura continued to drill in, the body finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Hiss"

One meridian could not withstand the squeeze and tore apart, and the flesh and blood in other parts of the interior were also torn apart.

"It's not good, is it really going to explode?" Huang Cong's face suddenly turned pale.

The sound of continuous tearing came out, and the muscles and flesh everywhere appeared one by one.

Huang Cong thought a lot at this moment, thought of everyone he had experienced, every place he had visited, and thought of his life, he originally thought that he didn't have to continue to live a muddy life, but in the end he was still like this.

But in the face of sudden death, Huang Cong didn't have any fear, after all, he should have died in the Despair Forest, at this time he suddenly remembered Dugu Yanran in his body, and was worried that although if he died, this body would be lifeless, but what would she do?

Huang Cong didn't know why he thought of her?" "Maybe it's because of the imprint in his mind," he reluctantly comforted himself.

Just when Huang Cong was still thinking nonsense, the "All Things Born" in Huang Cong's mind seemed to sense that he was in danger at this time, although the speed of absorbing spiritual energy did not slow down, but a warm current flowed out to all parts of his body that were damaged.

Although I don't know what kind of power it is, but Huang Congmingbai, "All Things" already has the effect of self-healing, but this warm current is more surging than what he usually perceives, and where the warm current passes, the pain is not so strong.

At this time, the ice and fire, which had not made any action, suddenly exuded a cold and icy aura, repairing various damages in the body, under the combination of the warm current of "All Things" and the cold aura of ice and fire, Huang Cong had an indescribable feeling, with a trace of coolness in the warmth.

Under the inner view, Huang Cong saw a shocking scene, the originally torn meridians and flesh and blood were repaired together, a strange feeling came to his heart, and after careful internal viewing, he found that the muscles and veins formed again were much wider than before, and after the pieces of torn flesh and blood were repaired, they were able to store more spiritual energy.

Since the last time the deepest yuan power stored in the flesh and muscles in the body was consumed by himself, he could no longer recover to a state of saturation, because after the flesh and blood and tendons were closed, he would no longer absorb spiritual power, at this time Huang Cong made a bold idea, that is, to let the spiritual energy continue to invade.

After all, he is just an ordinary person at the level of a martial artist, and any master can end his death with one blow, if he hadn't squeezed out the last trace of Yuan Force in the forest of despair, the horror would not have lasted to the end, and he might have been killed by the Nine Swords Elder, so if he can store one more strength, he can store one more strength, and he can save his life at a critical moment.

With so much aura, even the newly repaired flesh and veins seemed a little difficult to bear such a large amount, and after a while, the originally repaired ones were torn apart again.

Huang Cong hopes that he has not made a mistake this time, if he wins, he will go to a higher level, and if he loses, this life may be over.

Slowly, when the warm current and the cold qi repaired the damaged flesh and veins again, a smile appeared at the corner of Huang Cong's mouth, although the moment of shattering was painful, but what was it? When the flesh and veins were repaired again, the amount stored was wider than before.

With the help of this momentary tearing and repair, Huang Cong secretly began to try to run the majestic aura of his body, with the continuous change of expression, after a few hours, all the aura was turned into yuan force and stored in the body, and the tendons and flesh and blood were also more extensive in countless tears and repairs, and the more power was stored.

After a few more hours, Huang Cong opened his eyes, firstly, because the continuous tearing and repair had reached the limit, and he had to get a period of cultivation, otherwise it would be counterproductive, and secondly, "All Things" had stopped running autonomously, and it had returned to the ordinary book floating in Huang Cong's body.

After looking at it, the originally injured five organs were moistened by this aura, and they were much better, just breathe a little, and the musculoskele of the whole body was also like a new life, full of vitality, and punched at will, it should be not much worse than Wang Hu, he is now in the realm of martial arts great perfection, if he continues to cultivate here, I am afraid it will not be long before he breaks through.

Although Huang Cong was happy, he was also shocked, the mutation of "All Things" made him feel a sense of fear, feeling that this exercise actually had its own consciousness, and recalled that he had heard that sigh in this book before, as if a terrifying existence was dormant in his body.

Huang Cong looked inward again, and his body was as usual, but the dead qi that had disappeared and the demonic qi hidden in the deepest part of ** appeared in his body at this time, and when he saw these two substances, his back couldn't help but feel cold again.

"Why is this demonic qi always there? And has this dead qi not been completely eliminated from the body after so much aura purification?" Huang Cong couldn't help but be shocked again, could it be that this qiē was all related to that exercise?

After meditating for a while and not getting an answer, Huang Cong simply stood up, because after this hard work, the sky had already lit up slightly, and the pain of tearing his muscles and veins just now made him drenched in sweat, and at this moment he was going to take a bath, and by the way, he changed into the clothes of the inner door service.

However, yesterday, the internal affairs elder didn't explain anything, and Huang Cong didn't know what he was going to do in the sect, and Erniu, although they were only outer disciples, they all had to be their own mentors, so they might be training in the martial arts arena at the moment.

However, the abrupt scene made Huang Cong's eyes widen and he couldn't speak, because he found that those spiritual qi that had immediately drifted away were materializing and floating above the abyss next to the cliff.

"Could it be that all the aura comes from under this abyss?" Huang Cong knew that he didn't notice the abnormality of this abyss at all when he was running the exercises last night, maybe it was because "All Things" felt that the aura under this abyss was abnormally abundant, so he absorbed it independently.

Since Huang Cong arrived in this world, he has obtained a lot of knowledge about cultivation from many cultivators, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly realized, and sighed: "No wonder this Infinite Sword Sect chose to build at the foot of this mountain, no wonder I felt a strong aura as soon as I entered the mountain gate, it turned out that there was a spiritual vein under the sect!"

Thinking of this, it is not difficult to think that the internal affairs elder did it intentionally last night, Huang Cong found a pool in the back mountain and cleaned himself, after all, no one came to the back mountain at all, and changed into that set of outer disciples to serve, the quality of the clothes was good, but how to look at it is not pleasing to the eye.

After a few times, Huang Cong made a good qiē, and by the way, he was narcissistic again on the surface of the water, and walked out of the back mountain.

He didn't rush to the internal affairs elder, but went to the martial arts arena first. Since it was late when he came in yesterday, there were not many people, at this time, Huang Cong almost fainted, and countless disciples shouted deafeningly, one head after another, estimating that a person with a mouthful of phlegm could drown people.

Just as he was taken aback, a bronzed-skinned woman passed by and said contemptuously, "Make a big fuss, this is just a cultivation ground for outer disciples." ”

Looking at the direction of the woman's departure, Huang Cong recognized that she was the woman who had been watching him yesterday, and he didn't know if she said that to herself, but she didn't even look at herself.

He laughed a few times and said, "The figure is not bad, it's just a little darker, and the dress is too masculine, don't worry, I won't chase you," and made a disdainful gesture to the woman's departing back.

It's not whether the woman has any feelings, but she turned her head abruptly, glared at him with angry eyes, Huang Cong laughed a few times and said, "Ahem, it's so blue this day!" After saying that, he slipped away to the side.

Although there are many people in the martial arts arena, it is very standardized, each piece is an area, and there is a mentor to teach, which is worthy of being one of the several major sword schools represented by the sword school. After Huang Cong searched carefully, he finally saw Erniu's figure, but he didn't bother him, firstly, because his mentor had a face full of horizontal flesh and a beard, and he was not a very good talker at first glance, and secondly, he really couldn't bear to disturb him when he watched Erniu sweat like this.

After getting roughly acquainted with the direction of the sect, there was a question in my mind, that is, all the inner disciples went there to train? What other core disciples and the like? Huang Cong had heard Erniu introduce a lot of plans between the sects before.

Huang Cong simply arrived at the cabinet elders, after all, he was a person who swaggered among the sects, which was a bit too conspicuous.

The door was open, Huang Cong pushed it in, just like yesterday, there was no one, all the places were in a mess, maybe every day after that was a mess, there was such a cabinet elder, what could he expect him to do that would be beneficial to the sect?

After several searches, he finally found him in a corner, at this moment the sun was up to his buttocks, the old man was still snoring, Huang Cong gently pushed him awake, the cabinet elders opened their eyes, and after a glance, they were ready to continue sleeping, Huang Cong felt tasteless and was about to leave, the cabinet elders suddenly jumped up and looked at Huang Cong seriously.

Huang Cong was really a little uncomfortable by this abrupt gaze, and after a long time, the cabinet elder said to himself: "It seems that the dead old man still has a good eye," Huang Cong saw this, and asked softly: "Elder, what did you just say?"

"No, nothing, by the way, what are you doing?"

Huang Cong's head was confused for a while, this housekeeping was too careless, and he said with a little silence in his voice: "Elder, you should tell me what I should do, if there is really nothing to do, I will leave, anyway, I will come to serve the meal when the meal is ordered." ”

Only then did the cabinet elder react and drank: "Your sect is your family, do you know why everyone is practicing hard now?" Because in a month, the sect will go through the Great Competition, and then the top ten who participate in the Great Competition will have the opportunity to go through the Sword Continent Youth General Competition after three months. ”

"Oh," Huang Cong naturally replied, and the cabinet elder seemed to be angry, and drank: "Oh what, do you know what a youth ratio is? That is, the age cannot exceed twenty-five years old, and the cultivation must be above the general." ”

Hearing this, Huang Cong was relieved, he was only at the level of the Great Perfection of Martial Arts, although he was only one layer apart, but he didn't know when he would be able to reach the general.

The cabinet elder saw Huang Cong's somewhat smug expression, and said, "You were introduced by the elders I sent, so this sect should be cultivated by you, so let's do it, I will report your name for you, and now you immediately go to the assessment hall to assess your strength." ”

Huang Cong asked with some confusion, "What is this for?"

"There is a place in my sect called the Spirit Tower, which was originally only open to inner disciples and core disciples, but it will also be open to some potential disciples, although you have not yet reached the level of a military general, and you can't become an inner disciple, but as long as you can pass the guò assessment, you are also qualified to enter the tower to cultivate. ”

After speaking, Huang Cong thought about it and asked, "Can you bring someone with you?"

The cabinet elders smiled thoughtfully: "You have reached a certain strength, naturally there is no problem." ”

Huang Cong wanted to excuse himself or something, after all, he came here just to avoid the pursuit of the Guiyuan Sword Sect, and when the matter passed, he would leave, at this time, the eyes of the cabinet elders who were originally a little old suddenly glowed with vitality, as deep as the sun, moon and galaxy, and a rival power erupted all over his body, and Huang Cong's feet trembled a little in an instant, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat behind him, at this time, there was only one thought, except for Dugu Yanran, this old man was probably the most powerful one he had ever seen.

Under this majesty, the cabinet elder said: " Only the sects that participate in the Sword Continent Youth Contest and get the ranking are eligible to allocate how many people to enter the Dark City, which is only opened once in a hundred years, these are all discussed in advance by each continent, and this time the young people from the four continents of the entire Immortal Fantasy Continent will come out, and those young masters who are hidden from all over the place, and some disciples of the ancient sect will appear, and even people from the Magic Continent will come over, so whether more people from our faction can enter the Dark City this time is particularly important to the development of our faction in the future. ”

At this time, the cabinet elders restrained their aggressive momentum, and Huang Cong instantly felt as if a mountain on his back had disappeared in an instant.

The cabinet elder smiled thoughtfully, and said: "Boy, I really didn't waste my cultivation, the back mountain is not in vain, but under my spiritual pressure, my face has not changed, let's go to the assessment, I wish you a good result." ”

Huang Cong laughed a few times, walked out of the door, sat on the ground when he went out, rubbed his legs, and sighed: "Fortunately, I persevered in front of the good leader," remembering what the old man said, young people are better than entering the dark city, and suddenly felt helpless, I was not interested in this at all, but the matter has come to this, let's move forward step by step!