Chapter 320 The stars shape the bones, and the moonlight cleanses the skin

The galaxy is splendid, and hundreds of millions of stars are shining in the sea of stars. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoIn the middle of the sky, there are eight stars suspended in the sky: golden light, chlorophyllous green, lake blue, fiery red, earth yellow, ice blue, azure and bright purple.

The witch raised her hand and flicked her index finger, and the eight stars flew into Cheng Ziming's body with a "whoosh".

"Ahh

The great pain made him want to struggle and curl up, but he immediately found that he couldn't move at all, as if he was frozen in the air, and he couldn't even move his hair.

"Ahh But the intense pain made him speechless, and only a venting scream could take away a little pain.

This kind of pain seems to come from the bone marrow, and it spreads all over the body along the blood, and every corner of the body, every hair, is painful.

"As for it. The witch pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "Do you need to shout so miserably?"

Yes, Cheng Ziming answered silently in his heart. He wanted to shout at the witch to answer the question, but he couldn't say anything now, only a hoarse scream that spread through the sea of stars.

"Alas. The witch scooped up a full moon from the water and sighed, "No way, it may be uncomfortable." But it's unavoidable, and you have to be aware of it. Don't worry, it won't be too long, as long as you get through the pain. ā€

The witch held the full moon in both hands, put it in front of her, and blew softly. A misty moonlight floated out of the full moon and slowly covered Cheng Ziming's body.

"Ahh Cheng Ziming took a big breath, and the pain on his body was actually reduced by half.

"This moon is the essence of the moon, and it has a miraculous effect on healing. Even the top monks in your big world have no chance to use Yuehua to relieve pain and heal injuries, you little monk is really lucky. The witch smiled and blew again.

A large piece of moonlight floated towards Cheng Ziming, enveloping him inside, like a pure mist enveloping a wounded little beast.

Cheng Ziming took a deep breath and inhaled the big mouthful of Yuehua into his heart, feeling the cool pleasure flowing along the meridians to the whole body.

He finally relented, gasped and asked, "What are you doing?"

The witch smiled slightly, "I'm helping you reshape the spiritual root." What enters your body are the stars of the eight attributes, and only the most primitive stars and the like can help you shape your spiritual roots. The spiritual roots in your body are too weak, and only by beating the stars into your body can you get the most powerful spiritual roots.

As long as you survive this pain, you will become a monk with all spiritual roots, and all spiritual roots will be equal in strength and weakness, and the most perfect harmony will be achieved. Your path of cultivation will be smooth sailing, and there will be nothing to worry about anymore. ā€

Cheng Ziming's eyes lit up: In this case, it is worth suffering so much.

The witch really has a wonderful insight, and her spiritual root theory is very different, subverting Cheng Ziming's entire cognition of spiritual roots. He once thought that it was his messy spiritual roots that were holding him back from his cultivation, but now he realized that it was not the problem of the chaotic spiritual roots, but the uneven strength and weakness.

Cheng Ziming understood in his heart that the witch reshaped the spiritual root for herself, giving herself a great opportunity. And the reason why she did this was because Cheng Ziming found another way to help her unlock the seal. Being able to regain her freedom naturally meant a lot to the witch, and she had been waiting for a day for tens of thousands of years.

And Cheng Ziming, who helped her regain her freedom, naturally became the object of her repayment.

Reshaping the spiritual root is not to prepare for any trial, this is because the witch sees that his cultivation is too low, and she is trying her best to pave the way for him.

Cheng Ziming figured out all this, so he stopped thinking nonsense and immersed himself in getting through the difficulties. He must grasp this kind of great opportunity.

As time passed, the pain became more and more intense, but fortunately, the witch would blow out a mouthful of moonlight from time to time to alleviate Cheng Ziming's pain.

Before you know it, the light on the full moon gradually disappears, and the white and bright moon gradually turns into a lifeless stone.

The witch sighed lightly and muttered, "It seems that it will take 10,000 years of immersion in the sea of stars to recover the loss of this moonlight." ā€

After saying that, she casually threw the moon into the sea of stars, bent down again and scooped up a full moon, put it in front of her and blew it.

Cheng Ziming was relieved: It seems that the witch's moon inventory is still a lot, so don't worry about not having Yuehua. He felt that this kind of severe pain all over his body, without Yuehua's help, he couldn't support it.

After consuming eight moons, Cheng Ziming suddenly shook his whole body, and the severe pain disappeared.

He let out a long breath, a sense of luck that he had died once and was born again.

"Alright!" the witch threw the moon in her hand into the sea of stars, clapped her hands and said, "It's done, you can feel it yourself, but what's the difference?"

"Like, it's no different. Cheng Ziming took a closer look and said, "It seems that I am more afraid of pain than before." ā€

"Haha. The witch was amused, patted Cheng Ziming on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "If you feel it well, there must be a big difference." ā€

Cheng Ziming lowered his head and looked at his reflection in the sea of stars, only to see that although his appearance had not changed, his temperament was more handsome, and in his eyes, it seemed that the stars were shining and radiant.

"Looks a little more handsome. Cheng Ziming replied honestly.

"Well, it's a rebirth. What else?" asked the witch, her eyes twinkling.

"And?" Cheng Ziming raised his arm and found that his skin was as clear as jade, which was simply better than the best spiritual jade he had ever seen in his life. He replied honestly: "It seems to have turned a little whiter." ā€

"Well, that's the effect of Yuehua. Your current skin has a defense power comparable to that of a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and even if you are injured, you can heal quickly. The Moon Essence is comparable to the best elixir in the world, not just to make you white, but equivalent to a combination of refining and healing. ā€

"So fierce!" Cheng Ziming's eyes were so happy that he almost jumped up, he had long been fascinated by refining the body, but unfortunately he couldn't find the right way. At the beginning in the demon capital, he was a coriander Zhenjun for a long time for the purpose of refining his body, and he was ridiculed by Moon Bear for a long time.

And now, he couldn't imagine that he had an adventure in the lamp, and he had cultivated a body that was almost impregnable, how could this not make him excited.

"Look at your little bit of talent, how can Yuehua's refining body compare to the shaping bones of the stars? The witch laughed and mocked.

Cheng Ziming touched his head meaninglessly and asked: "Xingchen Shaping Bones sounds very tall, but I feel like I was born like this, and I haven't found anything different from before." ā€