Yes!

Lin Zhize's face was distorted, and he crawled on the ground in extreme pain. His arms were propped up, and his back and clothes were torn inch by inch.

Fish scale-like snake patterns stretch along the spine to both sides, and under the hands and elbows, snake patterns are slowly growing.

Lin Zhize has tried his best to restrain himself, but he is still deeply trapped in this nightmare. This time it was too real, whether it was the pain suffered, or the serpentine streaks breeding, it seemed like a real thing.

Under each snake, it was as if hundreds of maggots were biting in his flesh and blood until they broke out of the skin, making Lin Zhize feel painful.

However, he could not wake up from this terrible nightmare, so much so that he could barely tell if it was a nightmare or if it was real.

Lin Zhize finally couldn't bear it anymore, raised his hands high, and shouted loudly. It's just that what came out of his mouth was not a sound, but a sigh.

There was a thin and long red letter spurting out of his mouth, and then he turned his face sideways, and through the bronze mirror on the rock wall, Lin Zhize's left cheek was already covered with snake patterns, and his left eye was also in the shape of a mangzhu. He has completely transformed into a half-human, half-snake monster.

It's a dream! Not real!

Lin Zhize was almost frightened into collapse by himself in the mirror, he held his head in his hands in despair, and pressed his head against the ground in pain, trying to wake up from this terrible nightmare.

This time, however, he didn't get his wish. Even though his forehead had been blurred by the flesh and blood, the half-snake man in the mirror was still clearly visible to him.

I don't know how long it took for Lin Zhize to gradually recover from despair, and now he has been forced to accept this half-snake body.

Lin Zhize weakly lowered his arm and raised his arm, turned to stare at the snakeskin lines on his palm and elbow, and finally made up his mind. He took out a dagger from his bosom, gritted his teeth and stabbed at the snake lines. He did not hesitate to endure the pain of skinning, and he also had to pull out the snake stripes from his skin and flesh.

A quarter of an hour later, Lin Zhize's left arm was already drenched in blood, and a pile of flesh was piled up under his feet. And a dagger almost red with blood. At this time, Lin Zhize was trembling all over, and his left arm seemed to have been scrapped and he had lost all perception.

However, Lin Zhize did not regret it at all, on the contrary, his eyes were full of determination.

Therefore, under the skin of the snake, there is normal flesh and skin. His left arm has now regained his human hand.

Next, Lin Zhize began to peel off the snake skin on his body, and the dagger passed under each snake pattern, which immediately brought a bloody aura, and the snake pattern was already linked to Lin Zhize's flesh and blood nerves, so every snake pattern peeled off made Lin Zhize experience the pain of skinning.

When he tore the last snakeskin off his spine, his whole body was like a shelled shrimp, covered in blood and blood, and on his hideous cheeks, blood mixed with cold sweat, trickled down, and merged into a stream at the corner of his mouth.

Lin Zhize took out another Peiyuan Pill from his arms and swallowed it, this was already the seventh one he had swallowed. Originally, this was the amount of fifteen days he used to cultivate the sword spirit, but at this time, in order to resist the pain caused by peeling and the damage of his vitality, he swallowed all seven Pei Yuan Pills in one go.

Pei Yuan Dan has a very strong Yang Yuan aura, which has a strong effect on cultivators to consolidate their foundation and Pei Yuan. However, it should not be eaten too much, and once it exceeds the amount that the human body can bear, it becomes a heat poison.

Lin Zhize naturally didn't care about it so much, and now there was nothing more important than resisting the pain of peeling.

After Lin Zhize peeled off the snake lines on his face, the whole person was exhausted and collapsed. He snuggled up to the rock wall, his hands trembling to protect the dantian. He gritted his teeth and used the Qingyun Sword Technique.

As his fingers kept circling, a cyan sword qi swirled from his fingertips.

Lin Zhize held one with both hands, his fingers together, and pointed towards the Heavenly Gate, and suddenly an illusory sword shadow hung in the air at a distance of three feet from the door in front of him.

Lin Zhize's cultivation can't be called a sword spirit, at best, it's just a relatively condensed sword qi.

As the sword shadow gradually condensed, the sword shape had already been seen.

A trace of sword intent also burst out from the sword body.

Although the shape is small, it is extraordinary.

Just when Lin Zhize was getting better, a black aura burst out from the sword body, and its form was like a small snake, rotating around the sword body.

Lin Zhize's eyebrows tightened suddenly, and a trace of black qi seeped out from Tianmen.

Then, the left eye slowly opened, and a colorful reckless bead with a trace of ferocity wandered around in the dim space.

At this time, the little sword spirit had also transformed into a strange black and white color, and there were also circles of small sword qi around it.

Time passed in Lin Zhize's cultivation of the Qingyun Sword Technique, until he woke up again, he felt all the pain in his body be swept away, and then he ran to the bronze mirror and found that his left eye had also returned to normal.

Was it just a nightmare!

Lin Zhize fell into deep confusion again, but when he turned around and walked to the pile of flesh and blood blurred snake skin, he realized that the scene that had just happened was real.