"Just what?" Yun Yun asked after landing with Qin Ergou.

"They are unique, there can only be one, otherwise... Otherwise..."Qin Ergou cowered.

"You talk like a woman. Yun Yun glared.

"Otherwise, it will disappear out of thin air!" Qin Ergou said after swallowing his saliva.

"It doesn't matter, I can let you cultivate, but there is no guarantee that you will survive, because I am too..."

"What is it?" Qin Ergou asked timidly.

"It's nothing, are you sure you want to go down this path?" Yun Yun shook her head.

"I'm pretty sure!" Qin Ergou said without thinking about it.

Yun Yun didn't say anything more, she took Qin Ergou to find a safe place.

Along the way, she didn't say a word, just covered her forehead and didn't know what she was thinking.

Seeing this, Qin Ergou naturally didn't dare to ask more, he was just curious.

In Yun Yun's mind, there were some more memory fragments that she had never seen before.

These fragments appeared when Qin Ergou stepped out of the cliffside, and they were the main reason why Yun Yun decided to help Qin Ergou.

"Take it. After Yun Yun took out a spirit stone from the package, she handed it to Qin Ergou as she spoke.

With her ability, she couldn't make a spiritual artifact out of thin air, so she had to make do with a package first.

Because it was just a package, she only loaded some high-quality spirit stones.

What was handed to Qin Ergou was a medium-grade spirit stone that could almost be counted as a high-grade spirit stone.

"Spirit stone, I can't absorb it?" Qin Ergou said confusedly.

"Wow~" In Qin Ergou's frightened eyes, Yun Yun used the power of the color of creation to fuse the spirit stone into a sharp cone without damaging the aura.

At the same time, this spirit stone seemed to be mixed with some of the power of Creation Color.

Perhaps, more.

"Hold it steady, if you fall, I won't care about you. After patting Qin Ergou's shoulder, which had been trembling, Yun Yun said with a pale face.

Immediately afterward, the spirit stone was lit up with simple lines composed of the color of creation.

Although these lines are simple, they can't be read or remembered.

After watching it for a long time, you will even have a feeling of dizziness and the illusion that your head is about to explode.

They are similar to the lines carved by Qin Ergou in the "wooden box".

"You... Are you alright?" Qin Ergou asked without stopping.

"The next thing is up to you. Yun Yun said after sitting down cross-legged.

She seemed to ignore Qin Ergou's greetings.

"Yes! full of determination!" Qin Ergou suddenly stopped trembling.

As soon as the words fell, Yun Yun raised her hand and made a pulling gesture towards Qin Ergou in the air.

Suddenly, in front of Qin Ergou's forehead, there was a white flame that was still burning although it lacked momentum.

In an instant, Qin Ergou's face turned pale, and he fell to the ground with a "plop~".

"Engrave all those patterns, that is, formations, on your soul. Yun Yun said after controlling the white fire and flying in front of Qin Ergou.

Qin Ergou struggled several times and couldn't stand up, so he had to nod prostrate on the ground.

At first, Qin Ergou didn't think it was difficult at all.

But when he carved the first trace, he knew what purgatory was.

The unbearable pain swept through his mind directly, and he couldn't feel the pain yet.

"Time is limited. While Qin Ergou was screaming, Yun Yun looked at him who was already spasmed with pain and said.

At the same time, the traces that Qin Ergou had just engraved were also disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Cheering up, Qin Ergou only hesitated slightly, and then started to engrave it.

There is no numbness of pain, this kind of pain cannot be numb at all, it will only make people more energetic, but Qin Ergou just miraculously persevered.

His eyes were bloodshot and he persisted with obsession.

Originally, it only took a day to engrave the entire formation at his speed, but every time he carved a pattern, he had to redraw the previous pattern, or even the previous one.

When he will finish carving, no one knows.

No one will know what kind of pain he will endure.

Even if someone can know about it, and they won't want to know about it.

Yun Yun on the side couldn't help him, so he could only close his eyes and breathe.

It didn't really make any sense to her because she couldn't cultivate on her own.

And what she had just lost was not spiritual power, but all the color of creation.

She gave the color of creation to Qin Ergou willingly.

Because if she could bear the purgatory-like pain, she thought that Qin Ergou had more potential as a so-called monk than her.

If she could choose, she would rather spend her life as a mortal in Zi Zhenxiao.

Yes, if it were a mortal, there would be no dazzling feuds, there would not be so many intrigues.

She didn't think about cultivation at all.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

What Yun Yun gave to Qin Ergou was not helpful, he only used spiritual power to help him relieve his fatigue and hunger.

After a month of boring and boring engraving, and a month of purgatory-like pain, Yun Yun had already gone insane.

But Qin Ergou still stubbornly still had a trace of sober consciousness, and insisted on portraying the formation that had become muscle memory many years ago.

As the last trace of that spirit stone dissipated, Qin Ergou also finished carving all the formations at the same time.

It also coincidentally persevered to the end.

Suddenly, the pain was gone, and the feeling of weakness was gone.

Qin Ergou stood up holding the white fire full of fine lines around his body.

In an instant, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, Yun Yun disappeared, and everything disappeared.

There was only a blank space enveloping Qin Ergou, who was already extremely tenacious.

"Kill her, and you will be able to cultivate! You will be extremely powerful! You will fly to the sky!" With a sound like the friction of rotten wood, Yun Yun, who was standing in place stupidly, appeared in front of Qin Ergou.

"I don't want to. Qin Ergou raised his head and said.

Suddenly, the white fire held by Qin Ergou cracked for no reason.

The familiar purgatory-like pain, the feeling of extreme weakness swept through Qin Ergou again.

Only this time, he still stood in place and remained unwavering as if he were nothing.

You can only tell from the look on his face what kind of suffering he is going through now.

But the torture was far from over, and the cracked white flames scattered like dandelions.

As they got farther and farther away from Qin Ergou, Qin Ergou's consciousness became more and more blurred.

He had a hunch that when these white flames disappeared, it would be the time when his Qin Ergou died.

At that time, he will no longer even have the opportunity to be reincarnated.

The speed at which these white flames scattered was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but whether it was fast or slow, Qin Ergou did not waver for half a minute.

As time passed, Qin Ergou could "smell" it, and the breath of death became stronger and stronger.