Xie Youran still had her eyes closed, lying flat under the old tree, but she no longer had the fragile, almost transparent, shattering feeling of the past. She looked no different from ordinary people, and the faint vitality emanating from her body became more and more abundant
"Senior, you can start." In the early morning, Gu Fenghua woke up from his sleep, adjusted his breath for a while, and then said to the old man.
Beside him, Luo Enen and the others also stood up, looking at the old man with vigor and calmness.
No matter how inhuman torture and pain, after more than two months of adaptation, I can gradually get used to it, or become numb. Moreover, after more than two months of cutting the pulse and washing the marrow, their physique is dozens or even hundreds of times stronger than when they first entered the abyss of Tianchao, and their ability to withstand pain has also been greatly improved, no longer like they just entered the abyss. It was so painful to begin with.
"No need." The old man waved his hand and said.
"No need?" Everyone looked at the old man suspiciously.
"The pulse cutting and marrow washing are almost done, and it won't do much good if it continues, it's just suffering in vain," said the old man.
"Oh." Gu Fenghua and others responded.
Finally, I can no longer suffer, I should be happy, but I don't know why, but I feel a little inexplicably disappointed.
Strange, how could you be disappointed? Could it be that pain, pain, pain has become a habit, and one day the pain suddenly disappears, but I feel unmotivated¡ªsimply put, it¡¯s cheap? Or, do you want to continue this continuous cutting of the veins and washing the marrow, and continue to improve? Gu Fenghua and the others couldn't figure out what kind of mood this was.
"It's time for your friend to wake up too. It's much earlier than I expected." The old man ignored what they were thinking and continued.
Gu Fenghua and the others lifted their spirits, turned their heads to look at Xie Youran without thinking about it.
Although Xie Youran was still in a deep sleep at this time, her complexion was ruddy, and she looked no different from a normal saint. The surging vitality was comparable to theirs, which made people secretly surprised. But what is disturbing is that his face is full of pain, and his handsome face is even distorted by pain.
"What's wrong with Youran?" Lonen asked worriedly.
In the past two months or so, although Xie Youran couldn't wake up, she looked peaceful. Why did she suddenly suffer so much?
"He was lured into making a weapon, and he suffered so much from burning his body and soul in the fire of the weapon. Before that, his soul was almost shattered. Now that his soul has recovered and gradually awakened, he will naturally think of those sufferings." The old man replied, looking at thank you There was a bit of pity in Leiran's eyes.
Hearing his explanation, Gu Fenghua and the others felt sad and felt a burst of relief.
"However, this is also his chance. If it weren't for this, if he wanted to cut his pulse and wash his marrow, he would have to break his menstruation and bones like you. With his cultivation, he may not be able to bear it." The old man said.
Hearing what he said, Gu Fenghua and the others felt much better. If there is gain, there must be loss, but if there is loss, there will be gain. No matter what, Xie Youran finally did not suffer in vain.
After comforting everyone, the old man stopped talking and slowly made a handprint.
In an instant, Qianqiu Xueqiu's brilliance above the midair was brilliant, and the mysterious spiritual power turned into raindrops, but it was no longer as gentle and gentle as before, but poured into Xie Youran's pulse points like a torrential rain.
This time, even if you don't need to concentrate your spiritual thoughts to observe carefully, you can feel the fluctuations of spiritual thoughts in every strand of rain. Not only Gu Fenghua, Liu Sanjue and Zhong Lingxiu, but also Luo Enen and Fang Tianyou saw the mystery. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com