The fog is thick, and if it is really as Di Chen said, when entering the soul pool, even if it is a few feet away, it is not clear that it is thick, and it is flashing with colored circles, and it is even more difficult to see what is in the distance.

The reason why the soul nourishing pool is called a pool is because over time, these mist will become more dense, slowly liquefied, and slowly accumulate in the pool, just like a pool, when Dichen was on it, he only saw the mist swirling, but when he jumped in, he completely changed his opinion.

He fell into the water.

That's right, it fell, but unfortunately this is not water, but a viscous liquefied mist, which is very different from clear water, and he and He Jiuxiao jumped into it and did not make a sound like entering the water, let alone make any waves.

As soon as Fang entered the Soul Nourishing Pool, a stream of Yuan Force passed through the skin of his body, passed through the pores and entered the body, and the meridians and muscles suddenly stinged, the reason why he said to the Ice Banshee before that he couldn't waste the opportunity was just to endure the pain and prepare to bring her in.

Those yuan forces were like the mist that drifted away in the early morning, slowly spreading in the body, fluctuating, from the soles of the feet all the way up, from the skin all the way in, without stopping for a moment, the stinging pain that was like being inserted into the body by a spike on the body, the pain Dichen gritted his teeth.

Although he has been exercising under the Luoyue Pond since he was a child, his body has been beaten by the water flow and his skin and flesh are open, but compared to this soul-nourishing pool, it is really a small thing.

These yuan forces penetrated into his body, bringing him not only tingling, but also bursts of numbness, and what was even more terrifying and unbearable for him was the itch, the heart-rending itch.

As soon as he entered the pool, he couldn't help but scratch a few skins, but what made him feel powerless was that the places he scratched not only did not stop the itching, but became more uncomfortable, like being burned by a stove, hot and painful, so that it was not painful.

"Damn, my master has been a hard life all his life. Dichen couldn't help but think to himself, he was an orphan since he was a child, he was identified as a waste wood since he was a child, he was determined to work hard since he was a child, and he believed that diligence could make up for his clumsiness since he was a child, so he forced himself to the limit since he was a child.

For more than ten years, few people know about the hardships he has experienced, but it is a pity to know that at the age of thirteen, his efforts and dedication have not been significantly rewarded, but then she understood the biggest gain from these years of hard work.

After more than ten years of diligent cultivation, although the improvement of Yuan Li cultivation was extremely slow, it laid a good foundation for him, and there was a reason why his strength was greater than others.

Yuan Li has been improving slowly, and he has been insisting on the exercise of the body, and even tempering, and over time, the skin and muscles on his body have undergone the initial training of Yuan Li, so he will be more solid and powerful than ordinary people.

In fact, the way of cultivation is not simply to absorb the yuan force, but to continuously absorb and refine its purity, and to constantly use the yuan force to quench the flesh and enhance the strength of the body, so as to store more yuan force and resist the pressure brought by the body as the yuan force is condensed and purified.

Many people only blindly absorb the Yuan Force, and even go to the kind of place where the Yuan Force is extremely strong to cultivate, but they don't pay attention to the physique that the flesh can afford to bear, and after a long time, the body is so fragile that it can't resist the load caused by too much and too much Yuan Force, and finally ends up exploding and dying.

Yuan Li is like a headless fly scurrying in the meridians in the body, impacting those meridians that are not completely opened or relatively narrow, and a strong sense of tearing sweeps through the whole body.

Dichen gritted his teeth and endured the pain and itching, feeling the Yuan Force that slowly jumped up to his head, as if a stream of extremely small water was slowly flowing backwards from bottom to top, although it was subtle, it was fierce and domineering abnormal, all the way through thorns and thorns, opening up territory, and heading directly towards Dichen's brain.

When encountering the narrow meridians, those Yuan Li silk threads are like being inducted, twisted into a rope and it doesn't matter if they can pass through it or not, they squeeze it inwardly, and the originally narrow meridians become much wider after they pass through domineeringly, and they can also accommodate more Yuan Li.

When encountering those meridians that are not passable, they stubbornly refuse to give up, nor do they turn around and find another way, but desperately prick like a needle, as if they will not give up until they pass through there, and they don't care whether others can stand it or not.

It is because of this that Dichen's pain is so great, even if he has long regarded pain as a daily routine, and even has begun to become numb, he can hardly bear it.

But he can't give up, he is still alive, which means that he can still bear it, he can still feel the pain and itching, which means that he has not reached his limit, how can he give up at this time?

If people, especially those who embark on the path of cultivation, really want to achieve something, they must challenge their own limits and improve their limits one at a time, so that they can make progress again and again.

In fact, this is no different from ordinary exercise, just like a person can only lift 500 catties at the beginning, and 500 catties is his limit. If he is self-motivated, after lifting 500 catties, he will challenge 600 catties, even if he never gets up, he will try, and he will try with all his might, and so on, one day he will be able to lift 600 catties, and his limit will be raised to 600 catties.

On the contrary, if after he lifted 500 catties, he knew that 500 catties was his limit, and he knew that 600 catties could not be lifted, so he didn't even try once, and over time, lifting 500 catties became his habit, and it will also be his eternal limit.

There will be no progress without challenges, which is what Dichen has always firmly believed.

The emperor he met was insisting, as long as he could still feel it, as long as he could still breathe, it had not reached the limit, since he could bear it, why should he flee?

Di Chen would not do this, because he knew that if he thought that he had reached the limit at this time, he would leave the soul cultivation pool, although he could make the pain and itch on his body disappear, but it would be difficult to enter it next time, not because of the sect, but because of the fear in his own heart, he did not dare to step into the pool again, even if he reluctantly stepped in, he would only escape in a shorter time.

Yuan Li persevered, and finally rushed to the door of Di Chen's head, spinning in his sea of consciousness, revolving around his battle spirit, and slowly wrapping the war spirit.

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Di Chen couldn't help but exhale in pain, after those yuan forces wrapped the battle spirit, an unprecedented sharp pain swept through in an instant, and Di Chen's entire body couldn't help but start to twitch, it was a sharp pain that the nerves were gnawed away.

The corners of his mouth were already dripping with blood, and he entered the soul pool along his body, drowning in mist, Di Chen didn't need to look to know that his whole body must be blood-red and blood-red, and the hot stinging pain never stopped.

Time passed by by minute by moment, Dichen's pain did not decrease at all, and even faintly intensified, but the effect of all this was also extremely obvious, and he could clearly feel that the skin and flesh on his body were more solid, firm and powerful.

The war soul in the sea of knowledge is even more effective, being wrapped and refined by those yuan forces, the severe pain produced is the greatest, and the change is also the greatest, he can clearly perceive that the spirit surname and strength of the war soul have been greatly improved.

"No matter what, master, I will fight to the death this time, so I will take this opportunity to refine my physique, even if the affinity of Yuanli is not outstanding, under such infiltration, I will definitely not lose to anyone. ”

Dichen has a firm belief, no matter what, he must insist, this is his best chance to catch up with others, three years later, the Five Elements Sect Championship, although he knows that he has little chance, but he still wants to try, because he wants to stand in front of everyone and prove to everyone that waste wood can also rise, and waste wood can also make them look up.

In the pregnant soldier pool, there are more than a dozen weapons standing in it, absorbing the vitality of the soldiers, which are slowly transforming and sublimating, and those rich white soldiers are wrapped in the weapons as if they are alive, and they are warmly invading into the weapons.

The Decepticon stood in the pool, slowly absorbing, transforming and growing, compared to the other dozen or so weapons, it seemed so small and fragile, but it did not have the slightest inferiority complex and carrying, and tried to absorb more soldiers.

More than a dozen weapons, swords, guns, swords, halberds, longbows, giant axes, and heavy hammers, including He Jiuxiao's Thunder God Halberd, all of them are yellow-level divine soldiers, and even one of the purple giant swords is already at the peak of the yellow level.

Dichen's Decepticon is just a mortal weapon, it was originally an eight-grade weapon when it was baked in the Jin Tianfeng Arsenal, but after Dichen fell into the Huoyun Cave, the quality was improved by chance, and it was already the peak of the ninth grade.

Cultivating and evolving in the pregnant soldier pool, sooner or later there will be the possibility of advanced divine soldiers soaring into the sky, and this is exactly what Di Chen is looking forward to, he has already reached the middle level, and he is in the biggest secret place of the battle mystery realm-the soul cultivation pool, and he will definitely not stand still after three years.

When the time comes, with the Yellow-level Divine Weapon Decepticon, at least when you advance to the King level in the future, you won't be in a hurry, and you won't need to spend time looking for rare metals to build a Divine Weapon.

One day, ten days, one month......

Time flies, three months in the blink of an eye.

He Jiuxiao stood outside the Soul Cultivation Pool, a purple coat on his body was simply draped over his body, through his exposed skin, it could be seen that he had endured pain in the past three months, and his whole body seemed to be penetrated by countless needles, and blood beads were gushing out.

"What kind of monsters are these two? They are still holding on?" He Jiuxiao persisted for three months, but he couldn't hold on, so he was ready to come out first to recover, originally he thought that he should be able to see Dichen cultivating outside, because Dichen's strength is the fourfold realm, and it is impossible to endure it for too long, but he was disappointed.

He was the only one in the entire cave, and under the sense of divine sense, he found that Dichen and the woman were still in the soul pool, and he couldn't help but wonder what kind of monster he was.

It was just that woman could persevere, after all, her strength was there, why could Di Chen last so long?

"Senior Brother He?"

Suddenly, a suspicious voice sounded, and a figure appeared in the cave.

"Senior Brother Chen?" He Jiuxiao looked back, and he was also a little surprised, the person who came was Chen Chong, the first disciple of the God of War Peak.

"Have you been here for a long time?" Tatsushige asked casually, looking at the two pools in front of him.

"Three months ago. He Jiuxiao said.

"You're still amazing. Tatsushige smiled a little enviously, he had worked hard to find this place, and after being reminded by the elders of the sect, he had been looking for this goal, and it had taken several months.

"What am I. He Jiuxiao smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and stretched out his hand to point to the misty soul pool. "Those two monsters are in there. ”

"Oh?" Chen Zhong was puzzled, very curious about who else could make He Jiuxiao feel ashamed. "Two monsters, those two demons, even you call them monsters?"

"The one at Ice Cliff. He Jiuxiao said. "There's another one you can't even think of. ”

"Who?" Tatsushige asked.

"Jin Tianfeng is the one who is famous. He Jiuxiao said with a smile.

"Jin Wuji?" Tatsushige blurted out, and then felt that something was wrong. "Emperor Xuanyuan?"

He didn't even think that it was Xuanyuan Emperor Chen, he wouldn't be surprised to say that it was Jin Wuji, but it was actually the famous waste wood disciple, he was a little unbelievable.

"That's right, I can't help but say that he does have the ability to rise, and I have to admire this perseverance and ability to endure pain. He Jiuxiao looked at the Soul Nourishing Pool and said. "Since you're here, let's go in quickly, don't waste time, I'm going to enter again. ”

"Good. Chen Zhong said with a smile, took out a handful of Zhan Ge and put it into the pregnant soldier pool, and he also disappeared into the mist of the soul cultivation pool after He Jiuxiao.