Chapter 394 393 Reconciling Pain
Pain, unspeakable pain.
There are allusions to hell punishment in many ancient legends.
Song He knew that hell was real.
Even the Green Prison was constructed with reference to the existence of the Eighteen Hells. It didn't seem so bad when reading the legend, but when it was his turn to suffer...
Well, it was very painful.
The intense pain forced him to faint.
However, the pain did not stop because of his fainting, but intensified. The increased endurance due to coma became a disadvantage.
The black air was transmitted from the shadow of hell to Song He's body.
They seemed to have a very good compatibility with the moon power, flowing along the channel constructed by the moon power towards Song He's meridians and the Mi Shen Tree.
Wherever they passed, there was endless pain.
These black air truly imitated the pain of hell punishment, and the pain even formed a entity in the Mi Shen Tree because of his instinctive emotional materialization ability.
Knife-sawed volcanoes, blood pools, stone mills...
The pain from the punishment of hell forcibly appeared in the Mi Shen Tree with a total of 18 different colored phantoms. They hung high in the sky, emitting terrifying black air, and imposed the pain felt by Song He on all the lives in the Mi Shen Tree.
In the world of the Mi Shen Tree, moonlight and black air continued.
It was dark or not, and it was bright or not.
You should know that in the Mi Shen Tree, Song He had always maintained joy and peace, without separation of life and death, and even death no longer existed.
This sudden pain really caused chaos in the Mi Shen Tree inevitably-
The spirit beasts were frightened and ran around everywhere, and the Jinling rats showed their original form and trembled in the dark cave; the spirit plants were surrounded by black air and gradually withered, and even the Xuanlingmai Dragon, which was evolving, twitched its body in pain.
Only the ground veins remained motionless, and the Heyunqing Fairy Lotus, the Four Seasons Treasure Light Tree, and the Hulu Valley where Xiaomu was located served as three anchor points to stabilize the ground veins.
Without Song He's control, they have already done their best.
You must know that at this time, this pain is equivalent to the pain imposed by the heaven. It is extremely rare for these spiritual plants in this world to be able to stabilize.
The world has never experienced such pain, so it will be particularly difficult when it comes, and even... some spiritual beasts have chosen to end their lives.
Torture intensifies pain, and pain tortures repeatedly-the suffering of the world is projected into Song He's consciousness.
His consciousness is in chaos, and the colorful dream spring is stained with a deep black.
Because he has a very close connection with the Mi Shen Tree, it has become the source of intensified his pain at this moment. He can no longer control the moonlight in pain.
The moonlight, which was originally powerful, lost his control, and because of the painful black air entering his body, the whole world fell into darkness.
The power of the uncontrolled Yuebao is much stronger than any flesh Buddha, and the surging moon power is like an endless wave.
They invaded the Pure Sand and injected Song He's materialized pain into it, turning the Pure Sand into a strange black color - like the dark side of the moon.
"What should I do?" Yi Chen's face was full of bitterness. He felt the pressure of the long sword in his hand increase dramatically, and he was even a little bit unable to hold it.
The other two also looked sad.
Especially Lu Yanze, he had previously joined forces with Yi Chen to fight against the sense of karma, and now the mana in his body has not recovered, so the pressure is huge.
Yuan Xi saw it clearly, but she tried to break through the surrounding moonlight and tried to cut off the connection between the Hell Shadow and Song He.
The runaway Yuebao plus the mana of the late Nascent Soul, and the fact that this place was originally related to the Niu Jinniu and the Quguang Jiuri Dial, the power of Yuebao was almost unstoppable.
It was a terrible mess.
Even the three of them felt that their consciousness was gradually disappearing - it was the power of time that was making them stagnant!
If it really falls into a state of stagnation, there will be no chance at all. Unless Song He can wake up, he will be at the mercy of others.
The three of them exchanged glances, and Yuan Xi gritted his teeth and offered his trump card.
It was a bronze tripod with three legs and two ears.
It was only the size of a palm, but the surface was engraved with ancient patterns of offering sacrifices to heaven and gods. At the same time, there was a figure that seemed to be high above the sky.
The clouds and mist were lingering, and its shape could not be seen.
Twelve different streams of light were rotating behind him.
The halo seemed to penetrate the bronze carrier and projected into this world.
The moonlight was supported by this force, and the three people could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Lu Yanze said in surprise: "Ye Ming Shen Ding?"
Yi Chen was also surprised: "It actually fell into your hands?"
This thing is really famous, and it is the belief of the twelve Tai Sui gods in the legend.
It was discovered by accident during an exploration of the outer domain. The world it existed in was of a very high status, not much worse than the Tianyun World.
There were a lot of spiritual treasures and artifacts transformed by the power of gods.
It was even said that even Zhu Jiuyin's artifacts existed.
After the news came, all the sects and forces in the entire Tianyun World sent powerful monks to go there.
The power of the Tianyun World was certainly extraordinary, and in the end, several strange treasures of the fairy treasure level were obtained, including Chaos, Taotie, Nine-tailed Fox, etc....
The most powerful one among them is the artifact of the ancient god "Ye Ming" which also involves time. So many people fought to death at that time, but it disappeared in the end.
As a result, it is now seen in Yuan Xi's hands.
It seems that the biggest profit at that time was indeed the Tianji Sect.
Yuan Xi, who was stared at by the two, said unhappily:
"Two Taoist friends, instead of staring at my treasure, you might as well think about how to wake up Taoist friend Song... My power can't support it for too long!"
She was indeed right.
An artifact of this level, and an artifact involving time, even if she keeps swallowing pills, it can't last too long.
So Lu Yanze and Yi Chen made a decision immediately.
The latter said: "Daoyou Yuan, Brother Lu, help me open a way."
"Okay." The two nodded in agreement.
Yi Chen then put his fingers together to form a sword and crossed it between his eyebrows, and then pulled it out, forcibly pulling out a long sword wrapped with golden consciousness.
He held the long sword in his hand with his eyes closed.
That was the secret technique of the Tianqing Sword Sect, the "Shocking God Sword", which used one's own spiritual consciousness to transform into a long sword and forcibly awaken the sleeper.
Generally speaking, it is a technique used by high-level cultivators against low-level cultivators. If a low-level cultivator uses it against a high-level cultivator, the difference in spiritual consciousness is too large, and it is very likely that his spiritual consciousness will be shattered and become a fool.
Although Yi Chen did not think that his spiritual consciousness was stronger than Song He, things had come to this point. If he did not try his best and waited until the lamp was exhausted, he would have no choice but to... kill Song He.
But the key point was that they were not sure that they could kill Song He.
This was still Song He's unconscious action, which put the three of them in a stalemate. If Song He really counterattacked, it would be really troublesome.
...
After a short preparation, the three of them, Lu Yanze had transformed into a blood armor and put it on Yi Chen; and Yuan Xi separated the power of the Yeming Divine Cauldron.
In a moment, a passage was opened in the direction of Song He.
The bronze light formed a road for only a short moment.
Yuan Xi was already exhausted and slowly sat down on the ground.
"Alas, it is too difficult for me to use the divine tripod. If the two of them cannot succeed..."
She sighed deeply, took out a bottle of pills, and swallowed it without even looking at it.
Yi Chen seized the opportunity at this moment, turned into sword energy and flew towards Song He, surrounded by golden light and blood, and his figure shrank rapidly.
The small sword pierced Song He's forehead.
There was a "ding" sound.
"What a terrifying divine consciousness."
Yi Chen thought it was not good.
He felt a very strong resistance, as if he was facing a blocked ocean. If he broke through, he would face a terrifying force like a tsunami.
But at this point, he could only force the sword to poke Song He's eyebrows.
The golden divine consciousness sword collapsed.
"Puff!"
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his mind was in turmoil, and his body almost fell down, but fortunately Lu Yanze supported him.
The two of them hurriedly fled back to Yuan Xi's side, and watched Song He's situation while practicing meditation - he seemed to have opened his eyes.
At this time, Song He did regain some consciousness.
He knew that he was almost overwhelmed by the intense pain, and he knew that he must not go on like this. After regaining consciousness, it would not be difficult to cut it off - the black gas used the moonlight as a channel, and he just needed to take back the moonlight.
But after checking the Mi Shen Tree, he found that... maybe his Mi Shen Tree really lacked something, and pain might not be a bad thing.
"I can only try my best."
Song He forced himself to endure the pain, waved his sleeves, and several tuning sunflowers flew out and landed beside him, vaguely forming a formation.
Afterwards, he took out a guqin.
The guqin was pure black, and still a little illusory.
It is an object embodied with pain. The deeper the emotion, the clearer the object will be. The more complex the runes inside, the more powerful it will be.
And this one is of the spiritual treasure level...
"Fortunately, I have learned some skills to play the zither." Song He stroked the black zither and began to play.
The fingertips gently stroked, like the sound of a mountain spring, like the ringing of a bell, the ethereal sound of the zither flowed slowly like water, driving the black moonlight and... sunflowers around.
The golden sunflowers absorbed this power, using their bodies as filters to release the filtered music, and sunflower seeds flew out of the flower disk and flew around.
Where the sunflower seeds fell, strange, dark sunflowers grew vigorously, swaying the flower disk and playing a brand new music.
The original "Melody of the World·Harmony" was happiness.
It was singing and dancing in the sun without worries.
It was a beautiful place where there would never be separation of life and death.
But now the music is heavy, as if you are about to step into hell and feel the most painful thing in the world... The sunflowers are clearly swaying happily, but there is pain all around.
Find joy in suffering and happiness in sorrow.
This is the new power of harmony. It should not be so easy to take effect, but this world originally belongs to Niu Jinniu, and the Buddha's light of the flesh Buddha has contaminated all the pure lands.
It can be said that the whole world is a whole.
It just so happens that Songhe's moonlight is related to the Nine Sundial of Quguang, and his consciousness extends to the whole world through the moonlight, so it can barely be regarded as world consciousness.
Then the power of harmony takes effect.
The power driven by the world consciousness is pervasive, penetrating into the bottom of the world, into the heart of everything, including those cows, those extremely sweet uncles, and the four monks who are still present.
The skin of the cows trembled slightly, and the cow demon stared at Song He dully, his eyes dim; the plump red particles of extremely sweet uncles faded and turned black; the four monks, including Ganye, fell into unspeakable pain at the same time.
But the next moment, all the black mist went towards Song He like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, and was absorbed by the wisdom eye that had not yet left the center of Song He's eyebrows.
The pain of the whole world... Of course, there are a lot of them, very much.
If it were someone else, it would have been blown up long ago, or the pain would have caused a mental breakdown and committed suicide.
But Song He was different.
While guiding the pain, he chose to use this strange relic as a filter, and then guided all the pain to the inside of the Mi Shen Tree, and finally injected it into the spiritual plant carrying the "Eternal Peace Realm".
Like a goddess, the wish-granting grass opened its arms, the divine ring behind it shone, and accepted all the black mist without hesitation.
The mist was silent in the heavy snow of Yongning Realm.
The endless snow fell, and even the black mist could only be submerged, turning into statues standing in the snow, with various shapes and strange shapes.
The roots of the wish-granting grass have been deeply rooted in the earth - extending and entwining the Tianxin jade bud next to it.
The jade bud is stretching its branches, extracting spiritual power and black mist, and forming a new branch like black jade.
The outside world.
Song He has absorbed all the black mist and moonlight in the world, and even the pure sand has not been spared, and all of them have been recycled.
But his plan does not stop there.
He looked at the eighteen layers of black mist behind the flesh Buddha, "Hell, endless pain, this is a good thing."
He narrowed his eyes, and without hesitation, poured all the harmonizing power of the new black tuning sunflower onto the phantom of the eighteen layers of hell.
He intentionally turned the harmonizing power into the form of a chain, which was directly wrapped around the phantom of hell, and then slowly dragged it, intending to pull it into the Mi Shen tree.
This is an excellent material, a ray of spirituality belonging to the hell, if it can be properly used...it can really open up a new spiritual world.
Hell was dragged by the chain, slowly pouring into Song He's body, and was finally absorbed by Song He.
Just at the moment it disappeared, the surrounding environment collapsed.
After a brief blur,
they actually returned to the place where the extremely sweet corn was planted at the beginning, and the door of a small wooden house was slowly opening. (End of this chapter)