Chapter 368: Cultivation in the Fire

The so-called illusion is a certain space, or a specific place, because of a certain object, will cause people to hallucinate.

Whether it is natural, man-made, or some kind of treasure, it is possible that in a specific place, it is possible to generate an illusion on its own.

This kind of illusion is not comparable to the formation, the power of the illusion depends on the conditions and geographical problems caused, and the illusion controlled by someone will be more terrifying.

After Zeng Hao thought about the time of a meal, the blue flame that was originally just burning on the surface suddenly burst out, and the next moment the fire became infinitely larger.

Zeng Hao frowned slightly, but he quickly became relieved, if this illusion was just a little flame burning on the surface just now, then he was really a little distracted.

After all, with the tone of the Venerable Master of Seven Wounds, this place is absolutely ordinary, and it is difficult to be troublesome, and even more so, the space where he is is already burning with blue flames.

Of course, even Zeng Hao also let the blue flame shroud him, but his body was protected by the natal blue fire, and it was okay for a while.

Zeng Hao thought for a while, and suddenly burst into laughter, and the smile was very bright.

The next moment, Zeng Hao meditated cross-legged, and the natal true fire on his body, which was originally low against the peripheral blue fire, slowly retreated from his feet to his forehead, exposing the whole person to the blue flames.

At first, Zeng Hao's face looked a little painful, although he regained his calm again.

He sat quietly in the blue flames, motionless, and the golden light on his body flashed wildly.

Zeng Hao, who is like this, is not trying to find a way to break the illusion, but he wants to take this opportunity to temper his mind.

This place is an illusion, so the exercise of the body does not play a big role, on the contrary, the pain of this illusion has unexpected benefits to the original spirit.

Gritted his teeth, persevered in the pain, and let his extreme pain stimulate his own primordial spirit under the burning of the flames again and again, and even more his own primordial spirit was discharged on the edge of pain again and again.

The effect of this is to make one's primordial spirit stronger and more condensed.

Although Zeng Hao was already an immortal cultivator at this time, his physical strength was far beyond that of ordinary monks, and he must still be just a flesh and blood tool.

In the face of the constant burning in the flames, the pain still made him unacceptable, and still made him on the verge of collapse several times.

However, Zeng Hao himself knew very well that if it was changed to before, he would never have been able to withstand the fire for so long, but since he experienced the baptism of the endless dark world.

Now Zeng Hao's heart is more stable, and he is moving forward step by step towards the realm that capable people cannot.

The pain, the heart-rending pain was beating Zeng Hao's heart again and again, making him face the contraction of his heart again and again, and he was almost broken.

When Zeng Hao faced this unbearable pain, he didn't even snort softly, didn't make a sound, meditated quietly, relaxed his whole body, and enjoyed the pain as if he was enjoying it.

He didn't know how long he had been doing this, until he had begun to get used to the pain, until he began to feel that his heart was no longer straining for the pain, until his primordial spirit began to become numb to the pain.

However, Zeng Hao still didn't get up, but his eyes were still closed, and his spiritual sense began to be released.

Invisible hands were formed again and again on the top of Zeng Hao's head, and the waves of qi generated by pinching his hands hit the blue flame wave after wave.

That's right, at this time, Zeng Hao was cultivating the third layer of his Yuan Shen Duel, and he planned to break through the third layer of this Yuan Shen Duel here.

In the past, Zeng Hao had never had time to calm down and practice this Yuan Shen Jue, but now he knew that he had been locked up here for hundreds of millions of hours, which made him no longer in a hurry.

So he decided to take this opportunity to break through the third layer of the Yuan Shen Duel in the Blue Flame.

Although Zeng Hao also knew that in Blue Huoyan, the difficulty of breaking through the bottleneck of the Yuan Shen would be several times that of usual, and even dozens of times that of usual.

However, he also knew very well that only in this extremely difficult place could he have a chance to get a better harvest.

For mortal cultivators, only by constantly working hard, several times or even dozens of times, hundreds of times that of ordinary monks, can he gain a foothold in the cultivation realm and go further.

Now that his Yuan Shen has reached the third level, only when he reaches the fifth level can he turn the void into reality, and before the Yuan Shen does not turn the void into reality, he must lay the foundation for the future Yuan Shen to turn into reality.

And what he wants to break through now is the third layer of the Yuan Shen Duel, in order to turn the fifth layer into reality, he chose to break through the bottleneck in extreme pain.

The difficulty of each layer was ten times that of the previous room, and in the second layer, he pinched out 360,000 different and habitual hands in a row in that blood-red world.

If he wants to break through the fourth layer, then he must be able to pinch 360,000,000 different and habitual hands in a row.

Zeng Hao endured the great pain, while controlling the Yuan Shen to pinch his hands again and again in the flames.

The passage of time is often the most terrible thing, but now Zeng Hao is no longer calling for the length of time, and he has been locked up here for an unknown number of years.

All people or things, I am afraid that they have long been away from him, which makes him feel helpless deeply.

In particular, every time he thought that Li Wanting could have already sat down, his heart would always ache like being pricked by a needle.

The burning of the blue flame is definitely not comparable to the ordinary flame, and in Zeng Hao's view, the pain of losing Li Wanting is far above the fact that he has let the blue flame burn now.

This is also the reason why he is not in a hurry to leave this place, because he does not dare to face it, and all subconsciously choose to escape.

And the way to escape is to let himself forget about it for a while, which is why he thought about it for a while, and chose to remove the protection of the natal true fire and let the blue flame burn himself.

Three million and sixty thousand different hand duels would be a great difficulty for ordinary monks, even if they were to use their physical hands, let alone use their spiritual sense.

However, Zeng Hao was like this, controlling his spiritual sense again and again to pinch his hands.

At first, he could only pinch out less than a few thousand hands, and the Yuan Shen was exhausted and became very weak.

Zeng Hao himself, he didn't know how long he had been practicing here, and finally, he was able to pinch out more than tens of thousands of hands in a row, of course, this was also his limit.

And he was not in a hurry, he just endured the great pain again and again, controlled his spiritual sense, and pinched his hands.

He knew that time had lost its meaning to him, and if it was so, why should he be calling for the length and amount of time?