Gong Xue didn't know when Lu Dao had covered her ears, her beautiful face had been deformed, one eye was open, revealing panic, and the other eye was tightly closed, and her small mouth was grinning into her tight eyes, as if the scream made her unbearable.

In the black light mask of the thatched hut, the rickety old man looked calm, one hand pressed one of the young man's fingers, and the other hand kept twisting in front of the fingers.

The young man's face twitched, his red eyes were so fast that they burst out of his sockets, his eyebrows were raised one by one, and his face burst out with green tendons, which suddenly bulged and swelled with the sound of a bone-chilling roar. The young man's white face turned red and blue, and he kept trembling as his teeth clenched tightly. The muscles of the face and eyes trembled and there was already a phantom, and the neck was swollen as if it was about to explode.

The originally flat chest and arms burst out one by one, and with the high-frequency tremor of the face, it contracted violently and strongly. The unfixed hand was held tightly, and the knuckles became white and miserable, and on the jade tripod platform, clattering and scratching.

At the fingers of the rickety old man's twist, a thin green line that could not be seen by the naked eye pierced from the fingertips little by little, and with a miserable roar, the green line first slowly swam away, and after entering the blood, it flashed green light, with a crispy feeling of electric numbing from the fingertips all the way to the bone marrow, and then the bones of the whole arm ached.

The hot, sudden pain once again frightened the boy from the trembling of his whole body, and from his clenched teeth, he squeezed out a scream that shocked people's souls, as if the bones were shattered with this sound, a heart-piercing sound.

"Boy, don't shout so sadly, grit your teeth and endure it, do you know that I am sending you a great creation. It hurts, it hurts. You will have the opportunity to become the powerhouse of this holy realm, no saint can easily kill you, no saint can easily destroy you, as long as your divine consciousness is there, you will live, what a good creation! I don't have this kind of courage, otherwise I will give myself this kind of creation."

A whimper, echoing in the boy's throat. With that heart-wrenching aftermath. The boy felt a burning sensation, little by little, extending from the marrow of his fingers to the scorch, slowly becoming numb—numb in pain. Blood surged as the pain grew.

After a short and spasmodic period, the boy exhaled a long sullen breath, a suppressed, painful sigh, as if he had crawled out of the depths of his soul with difficulty, half demented and half dizzy. The whole body trembled slightly, and a line of tears flowed outward uncontrollably.

"Hey, you're too weak, it's just the beginning, and it hurts. Crying like this, the nineteen fingers below, how can you bear it?, if you can't do it. Just say it, I'll stop."

The rickety old man changed his fingers.

"Ahh The voice seemed to smell a little bit of blood. The young man clenched his teeth tightly, and his nose and face were together. The empty eyes were deadly open, the head kept stalking back and forth, and the tom was reborn on the Yuding platform. The jade tripod that hit it made a crisp click.

The rickety old man frowned. "Little guy, did you use to be everyone's child, how painful it was, hurt you like this, almost broke my jade, tell you, this thing is worth five million spars, I gave you this creation, and you only earned one million spars, if you break this, I will have to pay for it."

The rickety old man twisted on the crystal ball again, and a thin green line was pulled out again. Another finger changed.

"Ah", the boy's whole face was covered with green tendons, and with a violent drum, it almost burst, and a wave of sharp pain passed from his arm to his brain, and then formed a wave of vibration, making the boy's entire chest stand high, and his knees bent back violently. The unfixed hand shook it fiercely, and then patted the jade ding platform hard, making a knock-dong echo.

"Hey, I know that you are in a lot of pain, ten fingers are connected to the heart, not to mention that every thorn I pierce into the bone marrow, and I have to endure the pain, and your new master spent 10 million spars to buy this pain. I can't help it, you see, my hands are shaking when you shout."

In the thatched hut, an old man and a young man spoke softly, as if enlightening a miserable soul. A trembling, blue-lip and earth-colored face, let out an eerie howl of dejected soul and true soul coming out of its shell.

One after the other, one after the other. The cry is cold, the hair is numb, the neck is stiff, and the eyes are straight, as if every sad cry comes from the depths of the listener's heart. Those who are frightened want to cry, and those who are in pain want to hit their heads on the ground.

Time is in sorrow, a little bit of torment. Every sage outside the thatched hut floated in a state of pain and grief, and drops of round, oval, and tiny drops of water flowed down from everyone's hair and faces. It was the cold mist of the mountain that swept the heat on the head, and the condensation of the book was formed, a thin layer, flowing slowly in the darkness, converging into a large droplet, flowing down the black end to the end of the hair, heavy, falling down, hitting the black ground, making a startling ticking sound.

A night of terrible sorrow finally ushered in a new light. The sky gradually brightened, the sky began to dimly shine brightly, the gloomy sky turned white unconsciously, and the pale cyan sky was smeared with a layer of pink, followed by countless golden lights. Embracing the clouds and mist desert, climbing the Xiaohan mountain cliff, the trees are not blurred, the grass has become emerald green, and the dew is shining in the sun.

There seemed to be a brief silence in the hut. There were no cries of sorrow, no whispers, only a pair of eyes with a terrifying aura, lips and cheeks pale and elongated, the skin on the face contracted and deformed, teeth and teeth, and the sound of screeching and ghostly words echoing in the ears.

A hazy ghost like dust and smoke, with a dizzying grin, looks at his work.

Suddenly, the muscles and bones of the young man's whole body twitched violently, his mind was flipped and fainted, his legs trembled violently, and his hands kept clutching, with the sound of rattling. The distorted mouth couldn't suppress a call.

A burst of electric numbness emanated from the twenty fingers of his limbs, instantly stimulating every meridian arm of the young man, his whole body twitched, trembled, a burst of pleasure went straight to his heart, his cold hands and feet were wrapped in a warm trickle, and the whole person sank into the sunshine of the spring breeze.

The rickety old man laughed, stretched out his sleeve and wiped the sweat on his face, nervous, frightened all night, the rickety old man felt physically and mentally exhausted, and his heart that had been hanging high relaxed.

Don't look at this little soul twisting technique, you have to use your mind to twist the thousand-year-old deciding medicine essence into a soul line, and penetrate it from the limbs of the Holy Body into the bone marrow little by little. What this technique requires is to keep the Holy Body awake and conscious, and in the blend of pain and sound, the spirit of the medicine spirit will dissolve into the hundred remains. After the future tempering of the sage, he turned into a hundred souls and gods, and achieved the miraculous effect of breaking the body and restoring the soul

The rickety old man clicked on the jade tripod platform, and the bright hoop on the young man's body disappeared.

The boy regained his fair handsomeness, and his evil and handsome face could not but make people secretly marvel, and his dark and deep ice eyes looked wild and uninhibited, evil and sexy. At this time, there was a cold aura around his body, which was so cold that people avoided it, and it was refreshing and made people reluctant to leave.

The rickety old man did not have a trace of pity and grabbed the young man's neck. "Senior nephew, give the spar to Jingyang, leave with your holy body, remember my agreement." After speaking, he waved his hand.

The handsome boy flew down outside the dark room.

Fan Yi hugged the boy who flew out of the grass hut like a baby. With a wave of his hand, a silver armor was worn on the young man's body.

"Thank you, Uncle Shi will help, and I will come to visit after the master and nephew are done" Fan Yi admired Shen Xing. Don't look at this uncle's lower realm than himself, but the magic he has mastered and this mysterious organization is not something he can do.

"Okay, let's go, I'm going to rest for a few days, so don't bother me, what's more, my place is not a place where a famous faction like you wants to come, and it's hard to say if it's known to outsiders." A majestic voice came from the grass hut.

"Yes, Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, I still want to ask one more thing, what should I pay attention to when taking the Holy Sacrament." Fan Yi humbly sought advice.

"The key to giving up depends on the strength of the divine consciousness and realm. This body holy body has a strong divine sense, but the realm is low, so there shouldn't be much of a problem for the descendants to take away. For the sake of safety, you'd better weaken his divine sense, build a trapping consciousness array to trap his divine consciousness first, and then take it away, if the world's grandson's divine consciousness is strong enough, there is no need to be so troublesome, and it can directly devour his divine consciousness." The majestic voice of the thatched hut was a little impatient. He spoke a lot faster.

"Uncle Xie". Fan Yi bowed deeply to the grass hut and handed a holy bag to Jingyang. With a wave of his hand, he released the "Ten Thousand Miles Teleportation Crystal Ring", and disappeared in one step.

"Grandpa, you used all the thousand-year-old Decisive Grass." The grass house inside Gong Xue pouted and asked.

"No, how can your grandfather be such a stupid person, I only used one out of three. There are a few people who don't have anything to do to destroy their bodies to play, just have a few chances to regain their souls, and it's so good to create it." The rickety old man laughed.

"It's not good, you have turned an ugly monster into a beautiful man, and you still say that there is no creation." Gong Xue had hope on her face.

"Silly girl, haven't you seen refining the Holy Body before? Are there ugly ones who become handsome? People are born like that, but let the scar block it, we just soaked him white, and there is not one out of ten in ten days and half a month." The rickety old man smiled.

"Ah, grandpa, he used to be a beautiful man, it's a pity, it's not himself in the future, I heard that Fan Liang is like a pig" Gong Xue sighed for a while.

"Little girl, I'll tell you ......." The rickety old man's voice lowered.

"Ah, there is a worm soul in his sea of consciousness, grandpa, didn't you say that the sage and the worm world are not incompatible? Gong Xue said in a low voice. (To be continued......)