Chapter 57: Five and Seven Heavens and Earth are a furnace to refine this body
Flying into the sinkhole, my feet were slightly hot, and the sound of shoes hitting me was like iron.
Zhao Shun looked around and saw fine lines carved on the four walls of the pit. Upon closer inspection, he found that there were actually comic strips that recorded events. The sea of clouds was misty, the immortals were rising in the wind, and the stars were guarding the mountains and rivers. A fairy gate opens above, and all the people play music, and the immortals feast and have fun, and then leave through the gate of heaven, and hundreds of tribes bow their heads.
The exquisite carvings and the grandness of the picture bring joy to the face.
It is a picture of a gift to the immortals in the upper realm!
But why is it carved here, in a desolate world?
Zhao Chun was puzzled in every possible way, and suddenly she heard the sound of music being played, which made her think that it was an unusual sound that came from her ears after viewing the painting.
Accompanying the fairy music is the sound of noisy conversation.
“The auspicious time has arrived!”
“Here I go to the paradise world! I will no longer be disturbed by the mortal world, how happy! How happy!”
"Cultivate immeasurable merits and create three thousand great worlds!"
I don't know how many stalwart figures appeared, laughing happily and cheering!
Zhao Shun was surrounded by many figures, hearing and watching the joyful scene, but suddenly felt a ray of resentment intertwined in it, making this ecstatic state extremely absurd and bizarre...< br>
As the sky darkened, Zhao Chun looked up and saw that the wasteland above his head was rapidly growing and closing, trying to trap her in it. Zhao Chun wanted to call out the smoke boat and leave, but the wasteland grew faster and faster, swallowing up the last trace of the sky. go!
There is a sudden feeling of heat on all sides, and colorful lights appear faintly in the recesses of the murals. All the pictures come alive, the sea of clouds rolls, the stars alternate, the immortals drink wine in the flowing water, and the shadows of clothes float between the waving sleeves.
"In the past...heaps...came...today...in the sky..."
The sound of vastness was intermittent. Zhao Xun could only hear a few scattered words. Her belly and back were all wet with sweat, and her Dantian was full of energy. The roots are even more restless, and they are really unable to distract themselves from other things.
Take out the Runmu fruit from the storage bag, bite the skin lightly, and the cool juice flows down the esophagus from the mouth, and you feel a little better. However, this only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. As the heat wave becomes more intense, These wood qi are difficult to contain the metal and fire qi.
Zhao Chun took out several of them one after another, and they were of some use at first. Later, he even took Centenary Runmu Guo, but he could only hold up half a stick of incense, and there was a slight pain in the meridians on his body, and his Dantian was saturated. I can't take it anymore.
In desperation, Zhao Shun suddenly recalled the "Fire Burning Furnace Technique". This technique can draw the fire energy out of the Dantian and into the skin, flesh, muscles and bones. I wonder if it can solve this situation.
Zhao Shun had written down the secret formula a long time ago. She originally wanted to obtain the weapon refining method and return to the sect to practice in the furnace. Now that the situation was critical, she couldn't help but give it a try!
Sitting on the bottom of the tiankeng, I can feel the heat even more. The fire spirit root is like a fish in water, showing a wanton and swaggering posture. The golden spirit root is beside me, happily following. But Zhao Chun suffered a lot. There was extreme heat outside, and there was a murderous and violent intention inside that shook his Taoist heart.
Introduction to "The Art of Forging the Furnace", first refine the skin and flesh.
Zhao Chun concentrated hard and pulled the fire spiritual energy around his body. The first thing that hit him was a burning pain, like tongues of fire rolling across his skin, licking all the flesh.
After I had endured the burning sensation, there was a stabbing pain again, piercing through the surface of the skin, as if it was going straight into the bone marrow!
If it weren't for the fact that after the pain, she could feel the skin and flesh tightening together and becoming stronger, Zhao Chun almost thought that this technique would destroy her body!
Fortunately, after part of the fire energy in the dantian was drawn out, the two qi of gold and fire gradually calmed down and continued to dormant in the dantian, which Zhao Shun did not dare to underestimate.
She has never learned the art of refining weapons, so it is difficult for her to understand the method of refining by fire. She can only explore forward with difficulty, using her body as a test subject, and trying slowly.
In the tiankeng, the heat accumulates to a certain level and stops rising. It occasionally drops, and then slowly climbs back to the original level after a while.
Zhao Chun had a change of thought and felt that the tiankeng, which looked like a cauldron, was not as solid as she imagined. As if to refute her idea, a heat wave rolled inside, and a sharp pain surged in Zhao Chun's Dantian. He quickly focused on refining his body, drawing the new fire energy into his skin and flesh.
Due to the illegal treatment, her body was already heavily scarred. Zhao Chun had to take healing elixirs and forcibly took wood spirit elixir to neutralize the violent anger.
The meridians and acupuncture points all over the body are worried about being overwhelmed, the energy and blood are surging, and even the mind is starting to feel lax.
This is a world without spiritual energy, but the heat wave in the pit becomes the source of fire energy for no reason, causing the fire spirit root to spread its teeth and claws!
The fire that burns through the skin cannot be tempered to perfection. Where it is excessive, the skin will become chapped and blood will flow out.
Zhao Shun dared not to ignite it, his Dantian was irritable and uneasy, and if he allowed the fire to flourish again, he was afraid that there would be signs of collapse!
It seemed that she was going to die here...
Even if she kept her sanity, the endless pain still made her confused. She didn’t know how long it had been before she heard a loud bang!
The whole sinkhole shook for a moment!
The heat wave gradually subsided, and after the fire spirit root lost this help, it became much weaker than before.
The two qi of gold and fire finally subsided, but Zhao Shun in the pit was already in the state of a bloody man, and he managed to hold on and did not pass out.
The eyelids were heavy, as if they were covered with blood. Zhao Xun lowered his head slightly and struggled to open his eyes. The murals on all sides were no longer shiny, and had returned to their previous darkness, and there were even thin cracks on them. Pattern.
"Boom!"
There was another loud noise, but not as violent as before. The sinkhole only shook slightly, but on the mural, small cracks gradually expanded!
“Boom!”
"Boom!"
As if it sensed something useful, the noises continued one after another, and the cracks on the walls of the sinkhole opened up. From the sea of clouds, to the mountains and rivers, and to the place where the immortals arrived, they were all cracked horizontally and vertically. open!
Someone is attacking the sinkhole from outside!
Zhao Shun raised her head with difficulty. In the darkness, a faint light shone from the rock cap above her head, which shocked her heart!
The man outside struck and paused. He thought that in this world, spiritual energy could not generate itself and had to find another way to restore it, so he paused.
The light became brighter, changing from strands of silk to pillars of light. Spider-like cracks expanded, and with a loud noise, they shattered into pieces of rock and fell!
Zhao Chun rolled to avoid the attack and was even more seriously injured. He gritted his teeth and rolled into a ball on the ground.
A heavy ruler fell from the sky and penetrated like the bottom of a pit!
The tall woman floated down on the ruler holder. Seeing the embarrassed Zhao Shu in the dust, she was slightly surprised, but did not ask any questions. She jumped off the ruler holder, pulled out the heavy ruler, and continued to swing the ruler. Hit the bottom of the pit hard!
The hair is tied at the back of the head, and a round of topaz hangs from the waist.
Qi Yunrong!
Even the late-stage foundation-building monks were sucked into this world!
Zhao Chun was really powerless. She had exhausted all her strength just now by rolling over, so she could only lie on the ground and watch her keep waving the heavy ruler, opening and closing her lips as if she was yelling.
"Save..."
Qi Yunrong looked back at her with a cold expression. He put the heavy ruler on his shoulders and snorted coldly: "I can't protect myself now, and you still count on me. Save you?”
"I... am... a disciple of the Lingzhen Sect, a senior... if I can rescue..."
"Lingzhen?" She heard these two words in her ears, and after a long while, she swung her heavy ruler and hammered On the ground, she replied: "Senior Qiu's sect?"
Listening to her tone, there was a hint of admiration: "You are lucky to be in the same sect as Senior Qiu. If you can go out today, I will take you with me. "Whether you can hold on or not depends on you!"
Qi Yunrong doesn't seem to be sure whether he can get out of this world.
Zhao Chun's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the sound of hammering sounded farther and farther from her ears. After a long time, the wind began to move, blowing over her body covered in blood and dust.
The author goes to school in another province and went home today. He took a car and a plane all the way, and even took a car in the evening. The plane was delayed (tears). I rushed out for an update while waiting for the flight. I wrote a little on the plane, and my body really couldn't bear it. There will be no shortage of one update. I will make up three updates for everyone tomorrow. Forgive me (tears)
(End of this chapter)