Under Xuan Feng's description of a small mouth, Zhong Wei really saw a trace of vitality in it, and he could only wait for the day when the Yuan Shen was exhausted and died. Even if you don't die, you can only cling to this little sword forever, and it's better to die.

What Xuan Feng said was that if he could form a spatial spiritual root, he would be able to cultivate to a very high level in this excellent environment, and then he would break through the void like a Mahayana monk ascending. In the end, there is a beautiful imagination such as the sky and the fish, and it is in this paragraph that Xuan Feng said the most.

Speaking of which, it is still possible to have a spatial spiritual root, and all this can work. But the theory of condensing the spiritual root is like a fantasy, and it is cool to use the ox cart, and suddenly there is an F1 car that is 10,000 times faster than the ox cart, who believes it?!

"You may not believe it, hundreds of millions of years ago, in our time, everyone had a kind of mixed element spiritual root, which could absorb the aura of all things (also called mixed element aura) regardless of each other, and they could cultivate immortals, so there was no such thing as "mortal". Therefore, the exercises at that time were also common to the whole world. My current method is to help you dispel the fire spirit root in the Yuan Shen, and then guide you to form a mixed Yuan spirit root, which can absorb all the spiritual energy for your use. "Xuanfeng swears.

"According to you, if I disperse my Fire Spirit Root, I won't be able to form any 'Hunyuan Spirit Root'?

"Do you think success is so easy? Isn't that Sister Feng everywhere? High risk is high reward, doyou understand?"

So, under the influence of Xuan Feng, Zhong Wei began to do this seriously according to his guidance, in fact, he also knew in his heart that this might be the only way out.

According to Xuan Feng's guidance, Zhong Wei found a fiery red bead in his Yuan Shen, it turned out that his spiritual root looked like this, and there was a small flame on this bead, and the whole was slightly dim. Zhong Wei began to work hard to push the bead out, originally thinking that it would be an easy task, but when it took Zhong Wei a long time to push the bead slightly, maybe a centimeter, Zhong Wei knew that this would be a protracted battle. And during the period, there was heart-rending pain, if there was still a body, Zhong Wei's teeth were about to be crushed now.

"Don't worry, take your time, don't break or stand, break the old and establish the new, you always have to suffer something, boy, you still have a long way to go!"

It was a long, long time, so long that Xuan Feng had slept dozens of times. Suddenly, a violent vibration woke him up immediately.

"What's the situation?!" Xuan Feng said in a panic.

In front of his eyes, Zhong Wei's original dark red Yuan Shen Qi gradually turned gray, and the red bead that had just been squeezed out of the Yuan Shen - that is, Zhong Wei's spiritual root Fu turned into stars and disappeared as soon as Zhong Wei's Yuan Shen came out.

"Okay, I've dispelled the original spiritual root, what's next. Zhong Wei said breathlessly.

Xuan Feng knew that the critical time had finally come, and now Zhong Wei, who had no spiritual root, had become a complete mortal. If he couldn't reshape Zhong Wei's spiritual root in a short period of time, Zhong Wei's primordial spirit would dissipate forever, and the group of immortal figures would also drift forever in this endless void, thinking of this, Xuan Feng shuddered.

"Boy, listen up, now I'm going to give you a part of my own spiritual root, during this period, you have to do your best to control your spirit root and know that it is one with your spirit spirit. I will continue to sleep after this exercise, whether you live or die, you will do it here!" Xuan Feng's voice was so heavy for the first time, which made Zhong Wei a little uncomfortable. At the same time, he didn't expect that Xuan Feng would give himself a part of his spiritual root, and he was a little moved.

Don't allow him to think about it, Xuan Feng stopped drinking.

"It's coming!"

Just like the calm before the storm, Xuan Feng and Zhong Wei were silent for an estimated ten minutes. The Vulcan Sword floated in the darkness, and suddenly, the body of the Vulcan Sword began to vibrate violently.

In the next moment, Zhong Wei's Yuan Shen suddenly had an extremely white point of light, and this point of light seemed to be alive and ran around Zhong Wei's gray Yuan Shen Qi Mass, but every time it wanted to escape, it was blocked by Zhong Wei's Yuan Shen.

Ignoring Xuan Feng's state, because the momentum of the white light point became more and more fierce, making Zhong Wei tired of running for his life, and every impact was a battle for his life. Slowly, Zhong Wei felt that his consciousness began to blur, but the white light still did not show the slightest hint of tiredness.

Several times, Zhong Wei wanted to give up, the impact of the white light on Zhong Wei's Yuan Shen was so fierce again and again, making Zhong Wei's head chaotic, and the volume of the gray Yuan Shen Qi seemed to be getting smaller and smaller.

Just as this white point of light kept impacting, Zhong Wei's mind flashed various pictures of his past life and present life. There are bloody scenes where he kills targets one by one with a gun or a knife, there are also scenes where he faces the grave of his master, and there are scenes where he lies in swaddling clothes and cries when he is abandoned by his parents, and there are scenes full of surprise when he sees his master for the first time. It occurred to him that he had never cried in his memory, that no one had ever really cared for him in his short and lonely life. He saw the scene of him wearing a small melon skin hat sweeping the floor and moving stone locks in this life...... Looking at his own life, he was suddenly moved by a kind of extreme sadness, and couldn't help but leave two lines of tears- He did not cry when he was chased and killed countless times to the unimaginable predicament of ordinary people; he did not cry when he was abandoned by his own parents in a panicked wilderness; he did not cry when he was five or six years old when he was forced to squat for five hours at a time by his master; he did not cry when he was ten years old when the only master who was good to him died of old age and was once again lonely; when he was fourteen years old when he was forced to kill his companion for the first time and his face was splashed with blood.

However, as a Zheng Zheng man who once lived up to the sky, Zhong Wei thought that he had never lived a good life and loved him. He cried, unusually loud, unusually miserable, and heart-rending was not enough to describe the pain in his heart.

The white light spots in Zhong Wei's gray spirit seemed to be infected by Zhong Wei's extreme grief, and he no longer rushed around, but just stared blankly at the deep sadness of this strange man......

I don't know how long I cried, and the crying gradually subsided, Zhong Wei's brain was blank at this time, but he suddenly remembered that he was in a state just now like a wronged little girl who had been bullied, and he suddenly felt extremely funny.

When he looked at the white points of light in the Yuan Shen again, Zhong Wei suddenly found that his Yuan Shen had turned from black to gray and white, and most of them were white, and the only remaining gray was slowly disappearing!

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