Chapter Seventy-Two: Burning Yourself
Leaving the Red Leaf Fang, Ding Yin came to Changle Fang again and met Miao Kai. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Little Spirit Chef, why are you back again, do you want to trade any items?"
Ding Yin smiled and shook his head: "I've just left the sect, and I don't have anything of value on me, so I just want to ask, have you seen Su Hong and Jiang Youlan in the past two days?"
They are all disciples of Changle Sect, and Miao Kai naturally knows Jiang Youlan.
He shook his head and said with a lewd smile: "I didn't see it, what's the matter? You won't also take a fancy to Senior Sister Jiang, will you?"
"Senior Brother Miao said with a smile, I just met them on the road and asked casually. ”
"I said Xiao Lingchu, that Jiang Youlan is not easy to contact, if you want to be close to her, you have to bleed profusely!"
Facing Miao Kai's admonition, Ding Yin smiled indifferently and turned back to his cabin.
In fact, he doesn't care whether Jiang Youlan is dead or alive, it's just that Su Hong is an honest person, so it's better not to be cheated by Jiang Youlan halfway.
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For three days in a row, Ding Yin never took a step out of the hut, trying to attack the prohibition in the tiger talisman with all his strength.
With his current soul power cultivation, it is comparable to that of a peak cultivator in the Purple Mansion Realm, but what he didn't expect was that he had hardly stopped for three days and three nights, and the prohibition had not moved at all, and there was no sign of breaking it.
He slowly realized that this prohibition could not be broken with soul power alone, so he used mana and soul power at the same time, infiltrating it little by little.
After another two days, there was a faint fluctuation in the ban, but it was also small enough to break.
Only then did he realize that his soul power was strong enough, but his mana cultivation was still too shallow, and unless he broke through to the innate realm, he might not be able to break this prohibition.
Time is precious and can't be wasted any longer, so Ding Yin decided to put aside the matter of the tiger talisman for the first time and concentrate on cultivation.
Let's start with the alchemy of gods and demons "Heavenly Fire Wheel".
The first stage of the heavenly hot wheel, quenching.
The combination of the flame and the body is tempered in pain for seven hundred and forty-nine days, and only when the flame is completely integrated into the limbs and hundreds of remains, can it be successful. After success, the body is as strong as a magic weapon, and the sword is difficult to hurt.
As soon as he thought of this, Ding Yin quickly adjusted his mind, silently recited the mantra, and used mana as a guide to urge the evil fire in the dantian and refine the flesh.
To put it bluntly, this is a cultivation method of setting oneself on fire and torturing oneself.
Any kind of god and demon alchemy is an extremely severe test.
After all, human beings are flesh and blood, and trying to temper their bodies like steel and rocks is itself acting against the sky, so they often have to suffer greatly from the beginning.
There are two methods in the initial stage of alchemy, one is from the inside out, and the other is from the outside in.
The outside-in approach is simple and straightforward.
For example, the body is directly roasted on the flame, or sharpened in the hot iron sand, or left to the water under the waterfall, which is very vulgar and slow to produce results.
The inside-out approach is much more difficult.
First of all, you must have a certain amount of cultivation, use mana to incorporate various elements into your body, such as fire element, gold element, thunder element, etc., and then use the power of the elements to impact your own bones and veins to achieve the effect of rebirth.
Either way, it's extremely difficult.
There are thousands of monks in the small business world, and less than 30% of them have actually mastered the art of alchemy, mainly because the process is too painful.
In terms of physical body alone, Ding Yin is far worse than Zheng Datong, Zheng Datong is the body of dragon tendons and iron bones, and he is naturally strong.
Dan Ding Yin also has his own advantages, in his words, dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water.
Back then, Chi Ming tortured him like that, and he endured it, and he couldn't bear the boundless pain of the evil fire and the torture day after day.
"Isn't it just refining the body?
Ding Yin gritted his teeth, stepped up his mana, and took the initiative to trigger the evil fire in the dantian, wanting to use the power of the evil fire to temper the limbs and hundreds of bones!
Since the last time the evil fire devoured the resentment of the Hundred Ghost Yin-Yang Mirror, it had been silent for a while, no matter how Ding Yin took the initiative to provoke it, this flame just didn't move.
It wasn't until the night when Ding Yin came to Dongshan Market that the evil fire finally reacted.
With the traction of mana, a burst of warmth gushed out from the dantian, as if there was a hot spring flowing in the body.
"Strange, how did this fire become so docile?"
In the past, the pain of the fire was almost immortal, but this time it was very peaceful and orderly.
This made Ding Yin a little surprised.
After another moment, a full and gentle energy actually surged out from the bones and veins of his legs!
Ding Yin was greatly surprised, isn't this a 'stone milk from the scale'? I can't imagine that this strange thing still has any energy left?
Although the old guy Chi Ming is vicious, for Ding Yin, without Chi Ming, there will be no adventures in his future, and in the dark, it seems that fate is also playing some kind of joke.
These two drops of Dirt Stone Milk seem to be inconspicuous and have very little weight, but in fact, they are treasures that only the power of the level of the Red Shadow can have!
The treasures that can only be fully absorbed above the Guiyuan Realm are used on Ding Yin, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are overkill!
Under the dual impetus of evil fire and mana, the Liyan Stone Milk was finally completely absorbed by Ding Yin, and from this moment on, his physical body invisibly climbed to a new level, which was not inferior to Zheng Datong.
While delighted, Ding Yin unconsciously relaxed his vigilance.
Time passed minute by minute, and just as he was about to start the next step of refining, the evil fire suddenly went berserk without warning!
The faint blue flames surged wildly with a monstrous coldness, and Ding Yin's body instantly stiffened, and his face changed greatly.
"What's going on?"
Every time the evil fire broke out in the past, Ding Yin suppressed it with his powerful soul power, alleviating most of the pain.
This time, however, the fire that had lost its suppression began to rage!
This is the flame born from the origin of the Heavenly Dao, and its existence itself is a kind of punishment, punishing those evil demons who are guilty of heinous crimes, and this kind of suffering is simply not imaginable by human beings.
No matter how endurance and tenacity Ding Yin can endure, he can't bear such pain!
After a while, Ding Yin's patience had reached its limit, the corners of his mouth had bitten blood, and his handsome face was distorted by pain.
"No! I can't stand it!"
It seems that he still overestimated his ability to bear it, and in desperation, Ding Yin quickly adjusted his strategy to quell the fire.
As soon as his mind moved, his face immediately changed!
The fire is completely uncontrollable!
"Oops!"
A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he immediately thought of the reason.
For a long time, the evil fire has never been subdued and refined by him, but it is just hidden in the dantian, just like the original ten thousand worms, although they are in the body, they are not restrained at all.
It's a big game!
Ding Yin didn't care about giving up his previous efforts, and hurriedly urged his soul power to suppress the evil fire.
But his will was already a little unstable under the pressure, his ears were 'buzzing', and his eyes were blurry.
The soul power itself is manipulated by the mind, and once the mind is unstable, the soul power cannot be condensed.
And the uncontrollable evil fire is like a loose horse, galloping wantonly, and there is a faint feeling of uncontrollability, like a demon that has been suppressed for too long, and becomes furious.
"Lao Tzu didn't die in the hands of Mr. Dongguo, but died in his own hands, isn't this a big joke?"
Anxious and angry, Ding Yin's mind gradually became a little confused.
At this time, in Xiao Ding's space, Kui Yuan's face was gloomy, looking at everything that happened to Ding Yin with a bystander attitude.
Kui Yuan's attitude towards Ding Yin has always been very subtle.
On the one hand, he didn't look down on Ding Yin's qualifications, in the eyes of the real powerhouse, the 'Sanyang Acacia Body' was evil and despicable.
But on the other hand, he witnessed Ding Yin's growth, this kid has brains, perseverance, and his own set of standards for acting, valuing love and righteousness, as if he is different from the vast majority of immortal cultivators.
Kui Yuan hesitated for a long time, but finally sighed softly and decided to help him again.