It is still very troublesome for Long Qiu to take care of the seven slimes by himself. She can't help with cultivation, she can only try to help when someone goes mad to reduce the damage.
Unknowingly, the eight people have been here for several months.
The sword repair group is still going well, the Leifa group is still fighting with his own heart barrier, Su Xingzhou is the most difficult, and has not made any progress for several months.
Those who learn this way not only need to be familiar with the use of illusion, and wash away the primordial spirit over and over again, but also understand the essence of the way of illusion. The teacher told you that 1+1=2, everyone knows, but why is it equal to 2, how many can be demonstrated
The difficulty for Su Xingzhou is that he has no clue about the process of this argument.
He stopped and stopped, sometimes silent, sometimes chatting with Long Qiu, and sometimes observing his companion's progress. Seeing the rapid progress of the sword repair team, I couldn't help feeling anxious.
There are thousands of ways in the world, no matter what the external performance is, the foundation is two words: meditation.
If the mind is restless, nothing can be cultivated.
Su Xingzhou felt more and more that being here was a kind of torment, and he didn't even realize it, his thoughts had quietly changed and were no longer so pure.
Today, he managed to get into the state with great difficulty, and performed the exercises as usual.
It is still the same kind of virtue, once the soul power enters the body, it is extremely difficult to move as if stuck in a quagmire. He was agitated again, his divine sense dangled like a candle in the wind, and then there was a pop.
Went out…
boom!
In an instant, Su Xingzhou's Lingtai fell, and the primordial spirit was drilled through like a sieve. There are his own distracting thoughts, the interference of the consciousness naturally produced by the soul world, and many soul fragments are like small bugs, biting his soul crazily.
His thoughts completely turned into a grotesque world, lost in it, unable to extricate himself.
"not good!"
Long Qiu was the first to sense that something was wrong, and quickly reached out his consciousness to check, and then he was startled by the huge sense of chaos. Su Xingzhou's soul is even more flickering, big and small, as if it will disappear at any time.
"go!"
With a wave of Xiaoqiu's hand, the Sleeping Dharma Body flew out, directly escaping into Su Xingzhou's primordial spirit.
The dharma body was fully activated, and a majestic wave crushed the audience. In an instant, the restlessness stopped and everyone fell into a deep sleep. Including Su Xingzhou, they were also forced to sleep.
In the dream of Dharmakaya, he can get some respite.
"Send him back immediately!"
"Trouble..."
The dharma body responded lazily, wrapped the primordial spirit and swished into the lower realm.
In Kunlun, several months have passed.
Wang Rong and others were practicing daily when they suddenly felt the breath coming, so they hurried out to check. I saw a stream of light descending from the sky, entering Su Xingzhou's physical body, the physical body shook and fell to the ground.
After another flash, a fairy in white appeared.
Everyone recognized that it was Long Qiu's dharma body, and hurriedly said: "Master, what's wrong with him?"
"He has gone mad, and he is now in my dream. After this person wakes up, the damage will be quite serious. Do you have any medicine to heal the soul?"
"Yes, there are many."
"Then take it out quickly, I should go."
After the words fell, the body in white returned to the soul world. As soon as the dream she created was withdrawn, Su Xingzhou woke up immediately, and in the blink of an eye, his whole body became angry.
"ah!"
He let out a scream and simply passed out.
Everyone was startled and terrified, this is so serious? This is obviously about to hang up!
Wang Rong hurriedly directed several people, fed medicine to regulate breath, combed the Qi veins, and finally stabilized the injury after a long time of tossing. A group of friends looked at Su Xingzhou, who was lying on the bed, his face was pale, his soul was in a state of turbulence, and he was dying.
"Senior Sister, I'm afraid this kind of injury is..."
Tao Tong shook his head and did not continue.
"The real person must have a solution. Let's take good care of Junior Brother Su and don't let the situation worsen." Wang Rong said.
Everyone was silent, especially the immortals who decided to take a break. They didn't know whether to be grateful or empathize.
…
soul world.
Long Qiu saw the dharma body returning, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Delivered safely."
"Well, you worked hard."
"snort!"
The dharma body gave her a sideways glance, got into the body and began to sleep soundly again.
Long Qiu had no choice but to shake his head, and saw that the other six people had stopped. Although they had smooth slime skin, they could feel a strong sense of staring at them.
"There is no need to worry about your life in the boat, you continue!"
She paused, looked at a primordial spirit, and asked, "Susu, are you okay?"
"I, I still want to try."
An Susu's aura was much weaker than when he first came here, and he felt exhausted and exhausted.
"Don't hold on, if you think it's not right, tell me right away."
"I know, uncle."
The six of them barely got rid of distracting thoughts, drove away the disturbance brought by Su Xingzhou, and continued to practice.
This time, I don't know how long it took.
Tang Bole, Zheng Kaixin, and Jiuru are making the fastest progress, and they have made some achievements in forging swords and refining their souls. The shape of the round slime has undergone some changes, slowly developing towards the human form.
Not only that, there was obviously an extra breath in the three of them. It was the Chiyang Sword Intent and Fuyao Sword Intent that planted the seeds and just took root.
Long Qiu has also practiced sword art and has a clear feeling that Zheng Kaixin's primordial spirit is gradually transforming into a form where sword, mind and spirit are united.
The sword is the Bixiao Fuyao sword, with the highest attack speed;
Tang Bole and Jiuru are just the opposite, majestic and majestic, resplendent and dazzling, like a red sun crouching in his body, ready to move.
Rong Zhi's condition is not very good, and the progress is not good.
"..."
Long Qiu paused, he couldn't interrupt rashly, he just wanted to wait for everyone to rest and let them communicate again.
As a result of waiting and waiting, An Susu trembled slightly, his breath was greatly exhausted, and he reluctantly handed out his spiritual thoughts: "Master, I have exhausted too much energy and can't support it."
"Okay, I'll send you off..."
Before he finished speaking, Rong Zhi started to tremble violently again.
Startled, Long Qiu quickly released the Sleeping Dharma Body, and did the same to suppress the primordial spirit forcefully.
Whizzing!
Just like before, the dharma body took the two of them down to the realm.
Everyone in Kunlun actually had coping experience and was methodical. The situation of the two of them is much better than that of Su Xingzhou. An Susu's spiritual sense is depleted, and it is difficult to fight against the mental barrier, just recuperate for a while.
Rongzhi, on the other hand, was full of unwillingness, pounding the bed with one punch after another, "Just a little bit, just a little bit!"
"Brother, don't move!"
Tao Yi was so frightened that she quickly stopped and asked, "What's going on?"
"I didn't notice the loss of my spiritual sense for a while, and let out some breath, and was disturbed."
Rong Zhi felt sad and mournful, and sighed: "I missed this opportunity, I don't know if I won't have the heart to fight for it next time."
They have also had a great impact on Kunlun. In less than a year, three of them were scrapped. Who will be next? Everyone is like the old man in the joke, terrified all day long, waiting for the second boot to hit the ground.