Xiao Ling nodded, and immediately sat down cross-legged, concentrating and calming, holding on to his mind, waiting for the Dao of Life and Death to cast a spell to erase the mind on the Yuan Shen of Pity.

The Dao of Life and Death sat opposite Xin Ning, and the True Yuan in his hands slowly flowed out, completely encircling Xin Ning, forming a cloud of green light full of vitality.

After surrounding Xin Ning with Zhenyuan, the hands of the Dao of Life and Death suddenly changed rapidly, and one after another tricks flowed out extremely quickly.

Under these tricks, there are flowers of True Yuan for a while, and black qi for a while, all of which are injected into Xin Ning's body.

At the same time as these tricks were played, lightning flashed in Xiao Ling's sea of knowledge, and these electric lights slashed on the sea of knowledge, cutting out grooves one after another.

When these lightning flashes, Xiao Ling's face frowned, and a sharp pain in his head came, causing his body to tremble.

Cutting off the connection between the primordial spirit and the sea of consciousness is a great pain that directly acts on the consciousness and mind, and this pain is like cutting the heart, which is a pure pain that cannot be cured.

The sharp pain in Xiao Ling's head became more and more intense, and when he arrived, his entire body twisted, curled in a circle, and rolled on the ground.

The hand of the Daoist of Life and Death did not stop, Xin Ning's head was green and black, and yellow smoke came out and floated in the air.

At the same time as these clear smoke came out, Xin Ning's body was full of vitality, and the vitality became stronger and stronger, and the burned muscles and bones in his back turned from black to red, slowly turning bloody, and new cells and tissues slowly grew out.

However, the growth rate is very slow, and each part of the musculoskeletal growth consumes a lot of green true element.

Time slowly passed, and when the yellow smoke no longer came out of Xin Ning's head, Xiao Ling's subtle moans of great pain stopped, and he fainted to the ground.

The Dao of Life and Death still pinched with both hands, but at this time, black qi was no longer played out in his hands, and most of the patterns formed by the green true yuan were played.

Seeing that Xiao Ling was no longer moving, the Daoist of Life and Death said to the boy in colorful clothes: "Xiao Ruan, you take him to the second floor of the Drunken Dream Pavilion, and use that dream-inducing wine to help him relieve his pain and heal the pain of his divine consciousness splitting." ”

The boy in colorful clothes nodded, stepped forward to help Xiao Ling up, and walked towards the wooden house.

On the second floor of the wooden house, Xiao Ling was lying on an armchair, slowly opened his eyes, and could barely see several wine jars on the table, and the boy in colorful clothes on the opposite side of the table stood and looked at Xiao Ling.

The sharp pain in Xiao Ling's head did not go away, he only temporarily regained some consciousness.

"My head hurts. Xiao Ling subconsciously clenched his head with both hands.

The boy in colorful clothes picked up a wine jar on the table, opened the seal on it casually, and handed the wine jar to Xiao Lingdao: "Drink it quickly, this may be the only medicine that can divert your great pain." ”

Xiao Ling reached out and took the wine jar and gulped the liquor into his stomach.

The entrance of this dream-inducing wine was extremely strong, and there was a burning feeling of heart-rending, but after only a while, Xiao Ling felt drunk, his consciousness was scattered, his body was light, his five senses were magnified, and the pain in his head was reduced a lot.

Feeling the pain weakening, Xiao Ling suddenly picked up another wine jar, opened the seal, and drank it in a big gulp.

The more I drank, the more I felt erratic, the feeling became numb, but the pain was reduced a lot.

When the pain disappeared, all kinds of illusions arose in Xiao Ling's mind.

These visions are all about Liu Yixu, those scenes that were once real, those lives that I have longed for countless times in my dreams, all emerge one by one.

Entering these illusions, a happy smile flowed from the corner of Xiao Ling's mouth, full of happiness,