Vertigo, endless vertigo, the transformation of time and space, from the body to the mind, are like being thrown into a high-temperature furnace, burning, smelting, forging, tearing, condensing, and reforging, from a intact whole, as if it was torn into countless tiny molecules, each tiny molecule of thought, there is no other feeling, only pain, endless pain, pain that melts into the bone marrow and nerves.

However, the young Bai Butong knows that this is a kind of tempering for himself, a kind of sublimation of life, and a kind of reborn life. A person's potential will be maximized under the pressure of the space-time tunnel, and the person's ability will awaken, of course, this kind of tempering will not kill people, if you can't bear it, the space-time tunnel will teleport you out quickly.

Of course, the stronger the will, the more thorough the development will be, and it is said that if the trialist can endure the whole process, he may become a body of time and space that makes people envious, jealous and hate, and cultivating various avenues will no longer be a problem.

However, no one has ever been able to do this, and legends are still legends.

Most of the trialists persist in the time of breath, can persist in a hundred breath of time, can become a genius, if can persist to thousands of breath time, then, his future achievements will be limitless.

All kinds of light burst out in the space, the first thing to smelt the boy was the power of red flame, the red light was like fire, scorching to the eyes, it seemed to suddenly appear from the space, there was no root and no reason, it was so abrupt, so capricious, there was no reason at all, it was burning, endless. Flames, lava, flamingoes, and spirits of fire form a world of fire, and in the eye, there is only fire, red, and red is terrifying. Scorching, scorching, as if the space was going to be burned through.

Teenager, and still feel. The blood and flesh, bones and spirits all over the body are constantly trembling, like hundreds of millions of insects wriggling, pain, itching, numbness and all kinds of tastes come to my heart, just like opening a grocery store that sells spices, all kinds of pain seeping into the bones and infiltrating the spirit, what kind of feeling?

In the imperial era, during the reign of King Yin, a cruel punishment set up in order to suppress the rebels was a kind of burning torture. Burn the copper pillar with charcoal fire, and make people crawl on the pillar, that is, they will be burned to death by falling on the coal.

It is recorded in the history books that "the punishment is severe, and there is a method of cannon branding." "If you put oil on the pillar of brass, and burn a fire of coals underneath it, and teach the prisoner to walk barefoot over the pillar of brass, that is to slide down, and if you slip down, you will fall on the coals and burn to death.

This is the feeling, the skin, the flesh and bones, the head and face, the limbs are scorched, hot, red, an unpleasant scorching smell, rushing to the face, burning at the stake, the people are about to be burned to death, imagine that the body becomes black coal, the flesh turns into hot air, the horror and fear that leaks out of the bones, what could be more terrible?

What is more terrible than death? Yes, life is better than death, and this is the case in the space tunnel, you are scorched, but your skin, bones, blood, head, face, and limbs are all fine, but you just feel that you have no skin, you have turned to ashes in pain, and the process is still so long, endless nights, endless darkness, life is more terrible than death.

Time seems to stop, all kinds of pain, from the outside to the inside of the burning pain, from the inside to the outside of the itching pain of the heart, indescribable, the pain to death, the pain to die, the pain to die, the brain to explode, the heart to tear, the bones as if to be broken, the limbs as if pricked by needles, the flesh and blood seem to be bitten by all kinds of poisonous insects, all the ants eat the heart, from the body to the spirit, must be slowly crushed, little by little, little by little, the heart hurts, and the soul hurts.

Persistence, persistence, I don't know why the young Bai Butong can insist. The teeth were bitten to the brim, the muscles twitched and twitched, the blood all over the body was evaporated, the body was severely dehydrated, the skin was cracked, the body was thin, only the bones remained, and the bones had begun to evaporate. The already thin boy has shrunk into a ball. Like a dead dog, only heavy breathing remained, indicating that the boy still had breath.

Despite this, the young man Bai Butong was able to not die, as if a strange energy was injected into the young man's body, protecting the dying young man from losing his life.

The young Bai Butong is still insisting, 5,000 breaths, 6,000 breaths, 7,000 breaths...

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine breaths, ten thousand breaths.

Persevered, the boy persevered for 10,000 breaths, this is really an unprecedented miracle!

The power of red flame was injected into the young Bai Butong's body like flowing water, and the thin body swelled up like a balloon, swelling and continuing to expand, and the young Bai Butong's body couldn't stop expanding. Soon, the power of the red flame disappeared, and the young Bai Butong's body began to condense, like a red crystal, crystal clear, and the flesh and bones could be seen. The young man Bai Butong burst out with the power of red flame between his breaths, and the temperature around him slowly rose as he breathed. The body was extremely strengthened, and between the stretching of the limbs, it felt like it could poke a hole in the heavens and the earth.

The young Bai Butong became excited, and he was willing to come to the bitterness, anyone who reaped great happiness after suffering endless suffering, he would not be able to turn his brain, and his mood would be in one word - cool.

However, happiness is often short-lived and precious, and in the blink of an eye, the happy teenager is stupid with a pair of titanium eyes.

I saw that all of a sudden, the space was bursting with infinite orange power of the earth, heavy and slow, surrounding the young man's body, oppression, oppression, or oppression, the young man's body suddenly deformed, if it was a person who had been hungry for seven days to see it, he would feel extremely happy, the meatloaf, the fragrant meatloaf, the poor young man Bai Butong witnessed and practiced the creation of the meatloaf. Infiltration, infiltration, or infiltration, the power of the orange soil penetrated into the young man's body little by little, a little bit, it still hurts, it still hurts, the young man's teeth have just been repaired, and they are about to break again, fortunately, he has experienced it and endured it, the young man Bai Butong pretended to be numb to accept all this, the benefits are endless, although it hurts but is happy, the young man has transformed the infinite pain into the strength after success.

How happy it would be to have power, wave your hand, I have the world.

The steely nerves have been tempered, the young man Bai Butong has learned to endure, the young man's perseverance has been tested again, the orange power of the earth, squeezed, squeezed again, the young man felt that every drop of flesh and blood, every nerve, every bone, and every soul in his body was squeezed, and it became heavy, as if he was pressed under the giant pillar that supported the sky, unbearable pain, and irresistible pressure. Every nerve, every cell, is shattering.

There is no other way to alleviate the pain, but to endure it, and I don't know what is so different about the teenager that he can actually bear it.

Time flows slowly, it's so long, it's like a year, no, it's like a year.

Roll quickly, O wheel of time, so that the painful tempering may pass as soon as possible.

One, two, three...

100 interest, 1000 interest, 10,000 interest.

Yes, another 10,000 interest, another record, 20,000 interest.

This is, a miracle, no, it can't be described as a miracle anymore.

Miracles, yes, miracles!

Isn't it? Since ancient times, who has endured such a cruel trial, remembering not ten, hundred, or thousand breaths, but a full twenty thousand breaths?

The pain is finally gone, the harvest is rich, the young Bai Butong feels that his body is full of power, in addition to the power of fire, there is also the power of the majestic earth, he feels, the endless power of fire and earth, just around him, around, they are like elves, kind and friendly elves, one by one towards the young man's body, veins, unstoppable flow, hundreds of rivers into the sea, his body is like the sea, welcoming all kinds of earth and fire force, happiness, Rejoice, no word can describe the young man's bitter mood at the moment. Neither joy nor sorrow, how can the feeling be clear?

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Bai Butong waited quietly, what was going on? Why didn't the door of the trial space open yet? No, the young man's heart couldn't help but worry.

Sure enough, the time to come is still coming, one after another golden-colored Jin Ge power inexplicably born from the space, needless to say, it is another painful tempering, this time, it is a knife and axe, Jin Ge's power turned into eighteen kinds of blades rushing to the face, revealing cold light and murderous aura, a little bit of cutting, Ling Chi, what is it like? I can't express it in words, the pain of tearing! What torture can compare to the tempering of this Jin Ge's power.

The body was cut again and again, and it was restored again and again, but the endurance of the young man was strong and terrifying. Even fainting is better than this pain.

Again and again, the head was hammered, hollowed out and repaired, and new flesh and blood grew out again and again, wandering between life and death, dancing in front of the ghost gate, the limit of life is nothing more than this, right?

In the blink of an eye, it's 10,000 breaths again, how can I say it, a miracle?

But it's not going to end, is it, it's starting again.

As he spoke, the green wood power seeped out from the boy's body, and the wood power turned into rattan, turned into weeds, and turned into all kinds of tenacious plants, growing in flesh and bones, growing, growing desperately, think about it, a small grass can break through a boulder, hundreds of millions of plants grow from your flesh, bones, soul, and nerves, and every cell of you becomes a forest, what is that feeling?

In this way, the strong heart dominates the fragile body of the young man, making him bear, making him unyielding, and finally winning again.

Of course, it won't be that simple, this is just the beginning, and the catastrophe is still early.

The power of the wood was gone, the power of the blue weak water returned, and the huge waves rolled in, and the heavy pressure of the water was suffocating, and it was impossible to breathe. All kinds of monsters transformed by the power of weak water devour and bite...... In short, all kinds of pain, all kinds of suffering.

The power of the indigo wind and the power of the purple thunder are rolling in, endlessly, and I can't say what it tastes like.

However, the heavens will descend on the people, and they must first work hard and work their muscles and bones, and they are honest!