Chapter 1572: Hell Experience

In the boundless and unfathomable oil pot, the ancestral spiritual power in Chu Yun's Qi Sea was rapidly decreasing.

If he didn't use the ancestral spiritual power to protect his body, it would be difficult for him to bear the pain of the oil pot.

One of the characteristics of the lower six layers of hell is that it will produce different degrees of torture and pain according to the intensity of the soul of the person who enters it.

That is, the stronger the entrant, the heavier the ordeal to suffer.

If the mortal soul were to bear Chu Yun's pain at this time, it would inevitably be wiped out in an instant.

"If Gu He hadn't helped me heal my injuries, I might have really fainted inside......" Chu Yun had palpitations in his heart, and silently attracted the spiritual power of the ancestors to protect his body.

There was ancestral spiritual power in his body that was constantly circulating, so that the frenzied force in the oil pot was slightly dispersed and slowed down a lot, and Chu Yun was far from the level of ashes.

However, Chu Yun's own sea of qi was not endless.

He had already tried his best to avoid the consumption of his strength, but he had to persist in the oil pot hell for two and a half years, and even if he continued to replenish his strength from the Immortal Mansion, it would not be enough at all.

"Can't make ends meet, can't waste it like this......"

Chu Yun clenched his teeth and thought silently in his heart.

Since it is a protracted war, it must not be able to rely on Xianfu. If you cultivate in the oil pot hell for a few years, the spiritual power of the Immortal Mansion is exhausted, then the meaning of cultivation will be lost.

"First gradually reduce the consumption of ancestral spiritual power, and gradually increase my own endurance, so that it is more realistic. ”

As a result, Chu Yun slowed down the flow and dissipation of spiritual power at a very slow speed.

In this way, his own suffering will naturally increase.

But this is like boiling a frog in warm water, and this long process can make him more accustomed to the environment in the oil pot......

"Master, while you're still awake, take out the sorrow. Lao Xuan found an opportunity to remind him.

Chu Yun didn't have the heart to think about it, and immediately put the sorrow beside him.

The fierce boiling oil and water suddenly caused a crackling sound near the mournful roar.

The environment in the oil pot is by no means weaker than the flame that forged it when the sorrow was born, but the current sorrow is no longer what it used to be, even if it is in the oil pot, it is not damaged at all.

It's just that the sword body was stimulated by the rage, and it constantly emitted red light.

Chu Yun was slightly distracted and paid attention to Sorrow, and found that Sorrow was stimulated by the outside world, not only was it not damaged, but it was being tempered by thousands of tempers, so it gradually became stronger.

The sorrowful sword spirit and Chu Yun's mind were connected, and the sword spirit initially showed negative emotions such as resistance and discomfort, and the sword spirit seemed to be saying: Scalded to death! It's going to be melted, isn't the master afraid that I will be melted away?

But soon, the mood of sorrow turned into anger, arrogance, and disdain—just a pot of oil, what do you want to do with this sword? Hmph, this sword wants to see what the result will be if it continues to be refined!

The tempering of the oil pot hell has instead become an opportunity for the sorrow to further improve.

The light emitted from the sword's body flickered continuously, and it didn't look very dazzling in the huge oil pot, but it made many of the tortured souls in the vicinity instinctively escape.

Chu Yun's ears echoed with many soul wails and cries of pain, making it difficult for his emotions to calm down.

There was also a faint mournful roar on the mournful scream, which made the howl of the unjust soul even more miserable.

"Grief, just follow me, I can't be distracted to take care of you. ”

Chu Yun's heart moved, and then he took the initiative to reduce the perception ability of his divine sense.

The negative emotions from the resentful spirits in the oil pot were actually part of the torture, and Chu Yun didn't like this atmosphere very much.

He can gradually adapt to the pain in the oil pot, and it is time to concentrate on improving his strength.

Now that Grief has tempered itself, how can Chu Yun fall behind?

The furious scorching ingredients in the oil pot were also polishing Chu Yun......

"The Rock Body Technique that Lord Earth God once gave me is very useful for protecting my physical body now......"

"If the Panju can be stronger and stronger, maybe my physical body will be unscathed even if it is in the oil pot. The power of the five elements, the avenue of the earth, thick and defensive, ......"

"The Golden Avenue is also good at defense, but it is different from the earth. If I could combine the two, would I really be able to treat the oil pan as if it were just a lake?"

While thinking and contemplating, Chu Yun also carried out various cultivations in his fantasy world.

Time passed slowly, day after day, Chu Yun gradually felt numb to the torture in the oil pot hell.

The pain was still there, but it wasn't as hard for him as it had been at the beginning.

One month, two months, three months......

During the period of torture, the ghosts outside the oil pot threw their souls in and out again and again, but Chu Yun always stayed in the oil pot.

He was like a dead thing that had lost its life, causing no movement. Only the luster on the sorrow always accompanied him.

In the meantime, the Thirteen Ghost Kings were probably worried that Chu Yun would die inside, and they came over to take a look, and when he found that Chu Yun was in the same state as an old monk, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"This kid seems to have entered a state of deep perception, and he is completely cut off from the outside world...... It's really unreasonable, is this oil pot ineffective?"

The Thirteen Ghost Kings couldn't believe it, and personally put the slap into the oil pot, making sure that Chu Yun was indeed suffering.

Even though he was suffering from pain, he was still able to cultivate with peace of mind? And it was a state of enlightenment that required extreme concentration.

"Hell yes, it's okay if you're not dead anyway. ”

The Thirteen Ghost Kings muttered, and then turned to leave.

............

Two and a half years have passed in a blink of an eye.

In the first layer of the underworld, a huge black stone platform was born.

If Chu Yun was here, he would definitely find that when he first came, the first floor was empty, and there was no stone platform at all.

The stone platform is as wide as a square, and many top ghosts and strong people come and go in it, busy and busy.

Even, several ghost kings were present in person, constantly building the lines of the formation on this huge high platform.

At this moment, a spatial gap appeared, and the Middle Hades King stepped out of it.

"Hades!"

Many ghost messengers and ghost kings immediately stopped their work and said very respectfully.

The Middle Hades King waved his hand lightly and said, "No need to be polite, how is the progress of this Immortal Passage?"

As soon as the words fell, a ghost king walked out, and said with a somewhat helpless face: "Rebuilding at this rate, even if it takes another two years, we can only barely build the outline of the foundation, and we have to chisel out the space of the small world...... I'm afraid it's a bit difficult for ten years. ”

"Ten years can't be done?" the Hades King raised his eyebrows, "Ten years is indeed not much, but recently it is obvious that the Three Realms have been shaken, we can't afford to wait......"

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