Chapter 57: Death Horizontally and Vertically
Ye Qiantong's eyes narrowed slightly, and her red lips opened lightly: "You mean, if you want to lift the shackles and seals on the spiritual root, you must control the alien fire, make it your own use, and break the shackles, so that you can absorb the spiritual energy and start the path of cultivation, right?" ”
"Yes and no." Emperor Ming never hooked his lips.
Ye Qiantong looked puzzled: "What do you say?" ”
"There are actually two seals for you, the first seal of the cultivation enlightenment has been unlocked for you, and you can start absorbing the aura of heaven and earth to cultivate." Emperor Mingjue said slowly, and an imperceptible light suddenly flashed in his eyes, "But the second bloodline shackles attached to the spiritual root have not yet been unsealed, and there will be obstacles on the way to cultivation, especially the bottleneck period, and in serious cases, the cultivation will be lost, everything will be zero, and you can't start from scratch." ”
"Unless the seal of the bloodline is completely unlocked, this danger is like a knife around your neck, and it will kill you with a click at any moment."
Ye Qiantong was immersed in his explanation, as sharp as she had not noticed the fleeting pale pain in the depths of Di Ming's eyes.
Hearing this, Ye Qiantong frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "However, capturing the different fire, refining the different fire, and controlling the different fire must have strong spiritual power. ”
If you are shackled to death along the way of cultivation, you may also die if you refine the alien fire.
Not to mention her mental strength, but she is now a mortal fetus of flesh/body, and she can't withstand the devastation of alien fire at all.
"Scared?" Emperor Ming's eyes were full of light, and his voice was shallow.
Ye Qiantong raised her eyebrows slightly, hooked her lips and smiled: "Stretching out your head with a knife, shrinking your head is also a knife, and you will die both horizontally and vertically, so why are you afraid?"
Fate can be unjust, but people can't admit it.
My life is up to me.
Even if in the end, this mortal body can't stand the calcination of the strange fire, then it can only be stopped.
But she hasn't worked hard yet, how can she be afraid to retreat?
Di Mingjue smiled and stroked a few strands of green silk on the side of her face, "Even if you are afraid, it doesn't matter, with this king here, how can you let your little princess suffer." ”
Again?
Is she really his?
Ye Qiantong looked at him speechlessly, thinking about how a person who was so handsome and noble could be sultry everywhere like a merry prince.
If she hadn't been a little more determined, she would have knocked him down like a nymphomaniac.
Ye Qiantong stared at this peerless face with inquiring eyes.
The man's delicate and profound evil face is like a hybrid of angels and demons, with an evil and lazy noble and domineering aura, but it exudes strength, stiffness, and the power and ruthlessness that destroys an obstacle.
Those handsome eyes like obsidian, vast as stars, deep as the starry sky of the ages, but full of demonic energy, just like a huge black hole vortex hidden in the depths, revealing the arrogance that devours everything, as if just a glance will fall into the abyss of no return.
This young man, this man, as soon as he appeared in the crowd, had the prestige of controlling everything, despised the domineering and tyrannical of everyone in the world, and even had the posture of looking down on the earth like an eagle and despising all things!
However, such a domineering and awe-inspiring noble king, his unfathomable eyes seemed to turn into a soft light around his fingers through hundreds of steels, gorgeous and enchanting, scorching and wild.
Ye Qiantong's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and his eyes looked carefully, but he only saw the beautiful eyes with a glazed luster, evil and charming, exuding an irresistible wild atmosphere, both bewitching and full of mysterious and unpredictable evil.
"You ......"
Before she could say her words, Ye Qiantong's body suddenly moved, and her eyes were bright, and the gloomy room was empty in an instant.