Although what Ling'er said was an understatement, Wang Xiaoyun understood it, this is to send the spiritual sense into the fire to roast, can this not be painful.

However, the path of cultivation is inherently difficult and dangerous, and the higher the stage of cultivation, the more pain you have to endure, without thinking too much, Wang Xiaoyun is ready to do what Ling'er says.

He slowly approached the platform, the colorless flames on the bronze candlestick pulsed more and more violently, Wang Xiaoyun felt that his sea of consciousness was also fluctuating more and more violently, and even the mother qi mass of all things, which had been stable, began to show a trace of ripples.

Wang Xiaoyun slowly separated a trace of spiritual consciousness from the sea of consciousness and transported it to the colorless flame, and at the moment of contact, a sharp pain came, this pain from the sea of consciousness entered the bone marrow, Wang Xiaoyun's body was unconsciously convulsed and almost fainted, and the fire of the soul seemed to have obtained some nourishment. It began to burn violently.

Re-stabilizing his mind and under the strong pressure, Wang Xiaoyun, who was in pain, saw the flames of the old high, and felt as if he was delivering nourishment for free. It didn't take long for the flames to begin to get smaller, and slowly returned to their original appearance, and Wang Xiaoyun tried to retract that trace of spiritual sense.

At a glance, only one-fifth of the output was recovered, and it became extremely pure, and this trace of spiritual consciousness was even contaminated with a layer of colorless spiritual fire.

It seems that he has to refine all his spiritual sense, Wang Xiaoyun thought so, and at the same time began to convey a large stream of spiritual consciousness into the spiritual fire, and the spiritual fire immediately changed from a bean light to a raging fire, and from time to time there was a crackling and popping sound.

The entire crystal clear space was reflected with flames jumping everywhere, and I don't know how long it was, Wang Xiaoyun was numb to the pain of the spiritual consciousness being smelted. With the last trace of spiritual consciousness withdrawing from the colorless flame, the tempering of spiritual consciousness was completed.

However, Wang Xiaoyun didn't have a clue about the Eye of Heavenly Power that the Demon Emperor said, and he couldn't stop complaining about the Demon Emperor in his heart, and he didn't speak clearly, he just said that he wanted to hone his spiritual sense, but he didn't say a word about how to condense the Eye of Heavenly Power.

I couldn't think of it, Wang Xiaoyun didn't think about it anymore, and instead stared at the spiritual consciousness sea that had just been smelted, which was only one-fifth of the original, and it had completely changed.

The entire sea of spiritual consciousness was covered with a layer of colorless spiritual fire, and under the continuous flow of spiritual consciousness, these spiritual fires began to slowly condense together, and the prototype of a spiritual fire began to take shape over Wang Xiaoyun's sea of consciousness.

With the formation of the fire of the soul, the sea of knowledge began to shake again, and at this time, even the mother of all things began to vibrate, and a mother of all things quickly merged into the fire of the soul that was about to take shape, and with the integration of the mother of all things, the colorless fire of the soul gradually brought a touch of yellow.

The formed spiritual fire quickly burst out from Wang Xiaoyun's sea of consciousness, and followed the main meridian all the way to his heart and occupied the most central position, the flames continued to flicker, illuminating Wang Xiaoyun's heart with a pale yellow, and at the same time, the spiritual fire emitted by the silk was also constantly refining his heart.

In the sea of spiritual consciousness that has lost the fire of the soul, the fluctuations of spiritual consciousness have not stopped, and there is a tendency to become more and more intense, at first it is just like the fluctuation of the waves, and gradually there are whirlpools, and after a while, the whirlpools will stir the entire sea of spiritual consciousness, constantly rotating.

At the same time, an inexplicable aura also began to emanate, as if it was affected by this breath, and the bronze ancient lamp carrying the fire of the soul on the platform suddenly shattered, wrapping the fire of the soul, and rushed to Wang Xiaoyun's sea of knowledge.

Wang Xiaoyun buzzed in his mind, and then a bell-like voice sounded in his head: "The upper and lower four directions are the universe, the ancient and modern exchanges are the sky, the red sun and the sky are the sky, the stars are changed into potential, understand the sky and know the potential, and become the avenue."

At the same time as the voice sounded, the bronze fragments that wrapped the soul fire emitted a misty purple light, and at the same time, there were many small inscriptions on it that were constantly flying, these flying inscriptions were the same as the inscriptions on the Demon Clan's Supreme Treasure Chaos Bell that Wang Xiaoyun had seen, it should belong to the same kind of writing, it looked powerful, but he didn't know it.

Those inscriptions continued to merge into the whirlpool of the sea of spiritual consciousness, and the spiritual fire on the bronze lamp was also stripped off by the unknown force and also integrated into the spiritual consciousness vortex, and the constantly rotating vortex, with the continuous integration of the mysterious inscription and the spiritual fire, gradually began to bulge in the center of the vortex, and it seemed that something was constantly forming.

At this time, Wang Xiaoyun sat cross-legged in front of the stage, his eyes were closed, he had not opened his eyes since he began to hone his spiritual sense, Ling'er flew around him with a anxious face, looking anxious, after all, it was the method she told Wang Xiaoyun, and it was only a method obtained from the inheritance memory, seeing that Wang Xiaoyun still didn't look like he was going to end after so long, he was naturally in a hurry.

At this time, Wang Xiaoyun was not in a hurry, but he was in a bad mood, in short, he was depressed, quite depressed.

So many changes have constantly taken place in him, it seems that it has nothing to do with him, no, it can't be said that it doesn't matter, it also happens in his body, but Wang Xiaoyun doesn't like this feeling that it is not under his control, as if everything has to depend on the will of God,

The changes in Zhihai continued, but Wang Xiaoyun couldn't insert his hand at all, so he could only watch silently, thinking about the safety of the little beauty, thinking that Xiaokun should be out of the customs.......

Time passed little by little in Wang Xiaoyun's cranky thoughts, the mysterious inscription had been completely integrated into the whirlpool of the sea of consciousness, and the fire of the soul was only a little bit left, and it was about to be completely integrated, and the thing in the center of the whirlpool was already about to come out, but it was still covered with a little spiritual sense on the surface.

Wang Xiaoyun immediately retracted his mind and paid attention attentively, and as the last trace of spiritual fire melted in, the thing in the center of the vortex was also revealed.

Wang Xiaoyun stared, it was one eye, yes, it was one eye. A closed purple-black eye, with many inscriptions flying up and down around it.

"Wouldn't this be, the Eye of the Heavenly Potential, it's really an eye," Wang Xiaoyun muttered to himself, he had always thought that the Heavenly Potential Eye that the Demon Emperor said would be an item that looked like an eye, but he didn't expect it to be really an eye.

With the appearance of the eyes, the fluctuating sea of spiritual consciousness also regained its calm, and the mother qi of all things also regained the ancient well without waves.

The eyes that appeared did not stay in Wang Xiaoyun's sea of consciousness for too long, and at the same time that the inscriptions flying around were attached to it, they moved towards the center of his eyebrows, and slowly a pair of closed purple eyes appeared on Wang Xiaoyun's forehead.

Ling'er, who was flying around Wang Xiaoyun, covered her mouth in surprise when she saw the eyes that appeared, it seemed that there was nothing about this in her inheritance memory.

The moment the purple eyes appeared on Wang Xiaoyun's brow, a feeling of spiritual connection appeared in the bottom of Wang Xiaoyun's heart, he felt that this eye had become a part of his body and could be controlled by him, Wang Xiaoyun tried to open it.

Suddenly, the sea of consciousness shook a large strand of spiritual consciousness and quickly surged towards the purple eyes, and in an instant, the sea of spiritual consciousness was empty by a third, and the excessive consumption made Wang Xiaoyun feel dizzy for a while.

When the purple eyes melted into Wang Xiaoyun's brows, Wang Xiaoyun also had a lot of things in his mind, it turned out that the bronze lamp was the thing left by the previous Tianshi Master, and the inscription inside recorded how to sense the heavenly potential, how to use the Eye of the Heavenly Potential... and so on.