Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 5 My Daochen Realm Chapter 1146 The Art of Mortal Refining

Su Ming was also silent. He sat cross-legged in the white ring and looked at the starry sky outside. The starry sky was endless and filled with countless hurricanes. Looking around, he couldn't see any stars. He could only see countless fragments of nothingness everywhere.

From time to time, there were still some huge rubbles swept across in the hurricane. Those rubbles were obviously once part of the stars of Daochen Zhenjie. However, under the roar of this hurricane, most of the stars of Daochen Zhenjie were destroyed, causing This world is filled with such gravel and dust.

In addition to gravel, there are also many fragments of magic weapons, and even some crushed flesh and blood, making the starry sky of Chenzhen Realm always filled with blood.

Silently looking outside, Su Ming felt as if he had returned to the ruins of Shenyuan. Even the current state of the Chenzhen Realm, even the ruins of Shenyuan, was much better than it.

In silence, the white ring that Su Ming was on whizzed forward, and all the hurricanes in the outside world seemed to be cut open. The moment they touched each other, they collapsed and shattered.

And to be able to do this with this white ring, it is only about one in a hundred of the power that Su Ming can use. As for making this white ring burst out with stronger power, Su Ming is more than willing but not strong enough. .

This thing is so powerful that even the old man in black robes and Xingji Dao cannot activate it. They can only use their own power to induce a cultivation level left behind by others in this treasure, which is an indirect control.

Therefore, when Xingji Dao used all his cultivation to activate this treasure, it was extremely difficult and extremely stressful, which gave Su Ming the opportunity to seize the body and devour it.

But here, Su Ming is now controlling this treasure, but it is different from Xingji Dao. He is not stimulating the cultivation power contained in this treasure to indirectly control this treasure, but... Bald-haired Crane is controlling it.

"How's it going?" Su Ming faintly sent out spiritual thoughts in his mind.

"It's still a little bit worse. It belongs to Grandpa He. This thing is quite difficult to get." Bald He's breathless voice immediately echoed in Su Ming's mind.

"Are you sure the method you mentioned will work?" Su Ming's eyes flashed imperceptibly, and a spiritual thought came out in his heart.

"Of course it works. Hehe. Don't worry. As soon as Grandpa He saw this baby, this memory appeared in his mind, and it will never be wrong.

In my memory, the art of ordinary refining was a once-famous art of refining treasures. This art has been lost for many years, but fortunately Grandpa He actually knew it. You just need to refine it according to what I said. I can't say that you can perfectly control this treasure, but you can still exert one or two percent of its true power. " Bald-haired Crane's proud voice echoed in Su Ming's heart.

Before, when Su Ming was about to control the white ring after devouring the Xingji Dao, divine thoughts suddenly came from the Bald-haired Crane. He told Su Ming about the so-called mortal refining method. This method allowed Su Ming to use his own power to perfectly control this treasure, but the refining process was more troublesome.

"The method of mortal refining... takes mortals entering reincarnation and refining them in reincarnation. After refining nine reincarnations, this treasure can have a hint of reincarnation. With this reincarnation, you can directly control its origin. It can be controlled without matching cultivation level." Su Ming's eyes flashed and he nodded silently.

"You said before that this technique was famous? If it is so strange, why has it been lost?" Su Ming suddenly asked in his heart, with a vague feeling that the bald crane seemed a little unreliable. …

"I don't know about this. Anyway, I think this technique is very powerful in my memory... Hey, I seem to have remembered something. It seems that this technique has some flaws. I can't remember it. Hey, do you use it? Su Ming, if you don't use it, Grandpa He won't prepare it. This work is too tiring." Bald-haired He muttered a few words.

Su Ming was silent for a few breaths, with a hint of decisiveness in his eyes.

"Continue to prepare!" Su Ming said calmly.

Time passed by for seven days. When the seventh day came, Su Ming looked at the broken Daochen Realm and looked at the starry sky filled with hurricanes outside. A star finally appeared.

This was the first star that Su Ming had seen in seven days. Most of the star was destroyed in the hurricane, and now only a small half remained.

Looking at the broken cultivation star, Su Ming's eyes flashed.

"This catastrophe has affected the entire Daochen Realm. Since there are stars left, it means that there must be monks who are lucky enough to survive this catastrophe!

The Daochen Realm has been destroyed. I don’t know what the Chen Sect is doing now, and I don’t know how... senior brothers and the others are doing, and whether the Land of Death has been affected..." The light in Su Ming's eyes dimmed, and after thinking for a while, he sent out his spiritual thoughts, and immediately The white rainbow that the white ring turned into flashed, changed direction and headed straight for the Cultivation Star. After approaching it in an instant, it flew directly into the Cultivation Star.

With a bang, the moment Su Ming arrived, the cultivation star shook violently and collapsed again. Countless gravel fell off and was swept away by the hurricane. It seemed that the cultivation star was already about to reach the limit of collapse. Su Ming The arrival of , invisibly increased the pressure, causing its edges to begin to collapse.

Fortunately, the collapse did not last long and gradually stopped. When Su Ming walked out of the white ring and stepped on the ground of the cultivation star, what he saw was a broken sky filled with hurricanes, and the ground seemed to have been blown up by countless layers. , revealing a scarlet surface.

There are no mountains in the distance, because all the mountains have been destroyed by hurricanes, and there is no sea, because the sea has been smoothed away.

Bursts of scorching heat emanated from the earth, intersecting with the coldness of the sky, forming strong winds, rolling in sand and sweeping across the stars.

There is no breath of life here, and even the life of this cultivation star itself has been extinguished long ago. This is a death star and a lifeless world.

Looking around, Su Ming raised his right foot and stepped towards the earth. Immediately, with Su Ming as the center, a huge vortex suddenly appeared on the earth. This vortex swept the sand and swept outward, but was immediately blown by the strong wind. Walking, the place became clear. In just a few breaths, a huge basin and deep pit appeared at Su Ming's feet.

After taking a look at the basin, Su Ming sat down cross-legged at the bottom of the pit. When he raised his head, he glanced at Bai Feng, who was looking numb at the edge of the pit. With Su Ming's cultivation level, he could naturally tell Bai Feng at a glance. Feng's life has come to an end, her breath is weak, and she is already dying.

I am afraid that within a month at most, my vitality will be extinguished and I will die.

Saving Bai Feng was Su Ming's emotion about the past. Bai Feng was Su Ming's ignorance about love. Maybe it was a joke. Although the initial bud had withered, when Bai Feng died, not even she herself could She knew that the man in black robes beside her was Su Ming.

The invisible fate vaguely connects two people, allowing one of them to be by the other's side when he is about to die. However, this relationship has been blown away by the wind and turned into a sigh in the wind and snow, which lingers for a long time. , I can only lament my fate and my life...

Su Ming closed his eyes and waited for Bald-haired Crane to complete his preparations before refining the white ring with the method of mortal refining and the meaning of reincarnation. Bald-haired Crane had been preparing it, but it had not yet been completed.

Su Ming sat there cross-legged in silence. Time passed day by day, and gradually it became another seven days. To Su Ming, these seven days may be just a moment, a short process of him getting familiar with this body. But to Bai Feng, these seven days are... It was nearly 30% of her last life.

Her life now only has half a month left, only two seven days left.

Human beings are complex lives, and no matter how complex they are, as long as there are emotions, the moment of death will be the purest moment in their lives.

Bai Feng looked at the sky silently. Until these seven days passed, the aging on her face became more obvious, and her breath was so weak that she seemed to have become a mortal.

"Thank you for saving me." She murmured, her first words in half a month.

The words came out and fell into Su Ming's ears. Listening to the familiar voice and looking at the woman who could vaguely see her past appearance despite her old age, Su Ming's heart gradually started to sigh.

It seemed that there was always a sigh in the contact between him and the woman in front of him in this life. This sigh may be his, or it may be hers. The one that went around in circles back then, one that appeared because of the blood moon The acquaintance has already destined this unchangeable and silent ending.

"I only have half a month left in my life, but I still want to thank you for allowing me to die on this earth instead of in the hurricane." Bai Feng murmured, with bitterness on his face. The bitterness was not because of The passage of life is more like remembering something, and what is gradually revealed in the eyes is the faint light immersed in memory.

"In the past, in order to ascend, I agreed to Di Tian's plan. In order to ascend, I would sacrifice everything..." Bai Feng looked at the sky and whispered softly.

"Now." Su Ming said calmly. His voice had changed as Suo She gained a new body. It was the voice of Zhangji Dao, not Su Ming.

"Now..." The bitterness on Bai Feng's face gradually disappeared, revealing a smile. The smile seemed to have seen through everything, with a sense of freedom and ease, but there was a touch of regret in the freedom and ease.

"It's strange. What I'm thinking about right now is not that I can have life, nor that I dream of ascending to the sky, but... some memories from the past are constantly popping up in my mind. Maybe those are memories belonging to my clone, but these memories follow The death of the clone has been placed in the corner of my memory forever, but now... I think those memories are very beautiful." Bai Feng said softly, but the usually beautiful voice has now become hoarse, like a beauty. The hair is white and the bones are falling off.

The update is late. I did a day of driving on the winding mountain road today. I am writing the second update. It will be late, but it will be updated before 12 o'clock.

The update time is unstable these days, please forgive me...