I Contracted Myself

Chapter 1265: [932] Seven Dreams of Life

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On Qilin's back, none of the three people laughed at Wuming.

On the contrary, both Lin Renmei and Lucyfiel felt sorry for Wuming, while Aries had mixed feelings, as he didn't think he could do better than Wuming, and at this moment he felt both admiration and fear.

The seven lives and seven deaths of a flower is really not something that ordinary people can bear.

On the third day, Wuming was resurrected again. After he was resurrected, he turned around and began to dig a hole in the ground, as if he was looking for a place to bury himself.

But after digging a few times, his body began to twitch constantly, and finally his head fell into the small hole he had dug, and he died again.

The three people on Qilin's back couldn't understand the logic behind Wuming's behavior, but they were greatly shocked.

Two days later, Wuming woke up again.

Aries looked at Wuming who was twisted into a knot on the ground and muttered to himself, "One more time left, come on!"

"not good!"

Lin Renmei suddenly sensed the danger and her biological force field instantly opened.

The next second, Wuming's body exploded violently, and the terrifying air wave exploded with his soul power, turning into a shock wave that quickly spread.

Lin Renmei gritted her teeth and held up the biological force field, but was still swept dozens of kilometers away by the shock wave, and traces of the Qilin's friction were left on the ground.

"Wuming...his soul has been torn apart...no trace of his body is left?" Aries said with eyes wide open, incredulous.

After the shockwave ended, Lin Renmei took a breath and said seriously, "Wuming will be fine. This is the last level. He will definitely be fine."

She knew very well that Wuming was the kind of person who would never give up the closer he was to success.

Although Wuming is lazy by nature and prefers to do less most of the time, once he decides to do something, he will definitely stick to it. The more he puts in and the closer he is to success, the less likely he is to give up.

In this situation, no matter how painful it is for Wuming, there is no reason for him to give up. He will persevere to the end.

At this time, Wuming turned into a mayfly, floating between heaven and earth.

Everything is stagnant and time passes like a wax.

The last death of the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Flower was unexpectedly painless, with only... death, death, death, death, death, death!

Wuming lived, then died, then lived again, then died. He was a tiny mayfly. His life lasted only a moment. Before he had time to see the world, his body had already died.

In countless lives and deaths, nameless pain, numbness, adaptation, overcoming, and gradually looking at the world and myself again in this way.

After taking the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Flower, he experienced countless lives and deaths, and countless different forms of pain. Some of the pain was physical attack, while some was magical attack. The pain was inexpressible.

If it was pure pain, he would think it was okay, but sometimes it was not just pain, but also guilt, indebtedness, bitterness, and something that was hard to explain...

And after thousands of temperings, his soul is now like iron turning into steel, then from steel into alloy, and finally from alloy into a tempered super alloy.

The last death, the last test, seems to be to allow the user to summarize all his past experiences between life and death, so as to comprehend his own unique soul technique.

Of course, if one's understanding is not enough and the mayfly transformed by the spiritual light is completely exhausted, then one will actually die.