Chapter 1566 Healing


Chapter 1566 Healing

Whether it is a human being or a monster, it is a miraculous creation that surpasses the heaven and earth. Absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth for your own use, and refine the body of the Nascent Soul. The body of the human body is abandoned, and the spiritual consciousness is placed in the Yuanying body, soaring up to ninety thousand miles, becoming an immortal and becoming an immortal. Infuse the body with the spiritual power of heaven and earth, wash the marrow and cut the bones, refine the immortal golden body, prove the Tao with the physical body, and survive the tribulations of the nine heavens. Also one.

Three thousand avenues, each with one branch.

Blood is dominated by the heart, stored in the liver, governed by the spleen, distributed in the lungs, rooted in the kidneys, and circulates in the blood vessels, endlessly. All organs are connected by blood, and the final power bursts out in one place. The so-called true meaning of blood is to control the power in the body to burst out at will. Relying on this artistic conception, one can form subtle control over the body through the blood. When you practice to a high level, when you are attacked by the outside, your body does not even need spiritual consciousness to control it. When you feel the external threat, you will automatically tremble and remove the external power. When you want to kill the enemy, your power bursts out from one point. There is no need to deliberately mobilize it, everything happens naturally.

What the Dragon Lion and the Ghost Fire Master said is true, the body and the blood in the body are tangible things, but the mind is an intangible thing. The power of black ice can freeze the circulation of muscles, bones, and blood, but it cannot freeze the body's spontaneous resistance to external threats.

It's just that Lu Xiaotian's level is naturally much lower than the original owner of Xuan Bing. But relatively speaking, the power of this mysterious ice is only partially absorbed into the body, and it is not the owner who takes action personally. At this time, the body was unable to control, but the true meaning of blood that he realized was still too shallow, and was covered up by the cold air under this external suppression. It’s not that it doesn’t exist.

The automatic resistance of each part of the body collapsed under the suppression of the power of the black ice, and it was impossible to form a combined force. When forces are gathered together, they are strong; when they are divided, they are weak. What Lu Xiaotian has to do now is to awaken the spontaneous instincts scattered throughout his body and unite them in one place. Organized fight against the power of black ice invading the body.

Lu Xiaotian calmed down and restrained his consciousness. Consciousness turned into a thin stream, soaking into the body and spreading around. The bones, flesh, and organs in the body are like mountains and flat rivers. Only when you pay attention to details can you realize how big the body is. Most of the blood lying quietly everywhere has now condensed into solid ice, clinging to the mountains and plains. On these high mountains, plains, and frozen rivers, the power of black ice blows like a howling cold wind, spreading the chill of the frozen earth and the silence of all things around the body.

Lu Xiaotian’s spiritual consciousness drifted everywhere, and some of his spiritual consciousness drifted too far and got lost in the mountains, plains, and rivers. Lu Xiaotian himself fell into waves of fatigue, and seemed to want to fall asleep like everything that was frozen.

The physical body is the foundation of the soul. If you wander in this infinite space for too long, your spiritual consciousness will feel trapped. And this sleep may be forever.

His consciousness traveled through the howling cold wind, looking for his companions. After an unknown amount of time, he finally found a pool of blood that had not yet completely solidified under a relatively shallow layer of ice. With his consciousness passing through the shallow ice, he could feel the gentle rhythm of his body nourished by the blood that had not yet solidified, shivering and numbing in the strange cold. When the consciousness comes into contact with the blood, one can immediately feel a sense of joy contained in the blood, a consciousness that is unwilling to be frozen in the cold. At this time, it becomes even more intense under the guidance of divine consciousness. The kind of drowsiness caused by fatigue under the severe cold, but also with a hint of desire for recovery.

Part of the spiritual consciousness settled here, and part of it continued its previous journey in the howling coldness.

Cultivation as an immortal is not just about longer lifespan, more powerful strength, and the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth. Behind this vast brilliance, there are more bloody killings and the impatience of cultivation.

At this time, the process of searching within this body, which is as vast as the starry sky and the universe, is extremely simple and extremely boring.

I don’t know how long it took, but the consciousness wandering over the mountains and rivers itself became extremely sleepy and fell asleep in the cold. Then he fell asleep like this. The first deputy soul was silent in the boundless cold. Lu Xiaotian frowned and used the second deputy soul. He had never experienced this before, and Lu Xiaotian didn't know how vast and infinite the space in his body was. Upon closer inspection, it felt to him that it was much vaster than flying over the entire Xiang Kingdom or even the Black Sky Mountains.

The second path, the third path, the fourth path, until the seventh path, the deputy soul is still as before, falling asleep in the boundless cold. Until the last time he used his main spirit, Lu Xiaotian still had no hesitation. If he couldn't wake up from his deep sleep, Lu Xiaotian would rather sleep like this for the rest of his life than waste time dragging his body unable to move.

As always, the main soul, like the deputy soul, has lost its original sobriety and energy.

While Lu Xiaotian fell into this boring, repetitive and troubled process, Xiang Qing had already woken up leisurely. When he woke up, Xiang Qingcheng found that the pillow under his cheek was already cold. Lu Xiaotian could no longer feel the slightest bit of body temperature on his body. Lu Xiaotian's body surface was even more chilly than before.

"Dongfang, Dongfang!" Xiang Qingcheng tried to push Lu Xiaotian, who was lying there quietly, but unfortunately Lu Xiaotian was not moving at all.

Xiang Qingcheng tested Lu Xiaotian's breath, then stretched out his index finger and pressed it between Lu Xiaotian's eyebrows. Except for the cold air, there was no response inside.

No matter which immortal cultivator, the first reaction to the invasion of spiritual consciousness from the outside world is to reject it. At this time, Xiang Qingcheng's consciousness that invaded Lu Xiaotian's body could not feel anything strange at all. This situation was a bit like entering an unconscious cold corpse.

Xiang Qingcheng's face suddenly turned pale. Originally, Xiang Qingcheng's face had a bit of heroic spirit that was not worthy of a man's eyebrows. Coupled with his beautiful face, his whole person was extremely agile. At this time, the aura on his face suddenly faded away, and he just held Lu Xiaotian's unresponsive body in a daze. Two lines of clear tears rolled down his face, and kept falling on Lu Xiaotian's body. The cold air condenses into crystal beads of ice.

"Dongfang, didn't you agree to Xiao Tiannan that you want to return to Qingyu Immortal City? Don't you want to go back to Wangyue Cultivation World to see it? Wake up quickly." Xiang Qingcheng, who had always been cold and arrogant in front of outsiders, was now He hugged Lu Xiaotian helplessly and cried like a helpless child.

"Dongfang, I don't want Long Yuan anymore, can you wake up quickly?"

"Dongfang, don't you want to go to Qingyu Fairy City? Do you want to go back to Wangyue? I will take you back." Xiang Qingcheng hugged Lu Xiaotian absentmindedly, his body swaying, and he slowly flew out of the Feihong-class battleship.

(End of this chapter)

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