Chapter 1267: Intermediate Stage of Refining Mind

In endless pain——

Even Gu Xiuyun himself didn't notice that his mind and will were slowly condensing, just like water mist condensed into water droplets, and the water droplets gradually melted into ice.

Finally, the pain reached its extreme.

A sudden change of mind and will condensed into tough ice stones, and every smoothie shone with sparkle.

The will is like ice... This is the state in the middle stage of the artistic conception.

In just one hundred and eighty years, from having no foundation to the middle stage of refining the artistic conception, if it were spread, countless people would be stunned.

But it actually happened.

If we say that we were entangled in karma back then, it was just the threshold for refining the artistic conception.

These one hundred and eighty years were truly the ultimate torture, staying awake at all times and resisting endless pain.

Let me ask, how many people can do it?

Gu Xiuyun did it.

Because he has experienced too many hardships - starting from the shackles of the Destiny Clan, every step he takes is on thin ice and cautious.

The four sects of Changli, the legacy of heaven, karma, the realm of demons and gods... This world has never been kind to him, but he has walked out with a tough heart.

Immortality, for the creatures in the outer world, may just mean practicing hard.

For Gu Xiuyun, it was a desire from life after life, and it was only in this lifetime that he finally got the opportunity.

Only when it is hard-won will you cherish it more.

"My pain...diminished?"

Gu Xiuyun, who was on the verge of collapse, suddenly felt that his body relaxed, and every part of his body and mind was filled with a comfortable feeling.

"No, it's not that the pain has weakened, but that my mind and will have changed."

"By the way, it's about refining one's mind."

"Among the upper four realms, the second realm of mind refining is to sharpen the mind and will. It is recorded in the three chapters of Guizang: when the rules of destiny reach a certain level, the mind and will will no longer grow, because the limit has been reached, and if you want to continue to improve, You can only rely on external forces to temper your mind.”

"Isn't the torture the red-scaled old ghost inflicted on me just a matter of refining my will?"

Gu Xiuyun maintained the appearance of peak madness and gradually calmed down.

The transformation of his mind and will has greatly increased his will power. He even has a feeling that he can already try to break through the early stage of the Venerable Realm and upgrade his martial arts body to the first level or even the second level.

Of course, now is not the time to break through.

Regardless of whether he is in the early stage of the Venerable Realm, or in the second or third level, he is still an ant in front of the Red Scale Ancestor.

"It's been one hundred and eighty years. The red-scaled old ghost must have his reasons for doing this."

"He doesn't want my life. Otherwise, he would have killed me a hundred years ago. How could he have spent his divine power time and time again to help me restore my body and soul?"

"He wants to make me happy

God collapsed and became a walking zombie, but what good would this do to him? A walking corpse cannot perform the secret arts of heaven and earth at all. "

Gu Xiuyun thought secretly in his heart.

It's not that he hasn't thought about this problem for more than a hundred years, but every time the thought flashes past him, the extreme pain makes it difficult for him to think calmly.

"Three years is enough time to take another route, but he didn't do it, which shows that he knows exactly where the signature is... the weapons rack must be on the weapons rack."

"Besides, he hasn't got it yet...otherwise, why would he bother to torture me here?"

Thoughts flashed.

Gu Xiuyun gradually realized that the Red Scale Ancestor must have encountered some difficulty that even he himself could not overcome and could only rely on Gu Xiuyun.

"But how did he figure out that I'm still alive? Could it be... Kun's signature?"

"It must be the case. Only Emperor Ziyang's Kun sign can break through the rules of fate and find my whereabouts."

"If that's the case, did Kun Zi Zhuan point out how to deal with me?"

Thinking of this, Gu Xiuyun's heart trembled.

Based on the power of the "Kun" sign, the calculated result is not just ten, but eighty or nine. If the calculation of the "Kun" sign is correct, the Red Scale Ancestor will be tortured like crazy.

Doesn't that mean... that he is destined to become a walking zombie?

"Try it and you will know!"

Gu Xiuyun continued to look like he was in pain and madness, his face was distorted and his facial features were broken...

…

Time passes slowly, and the painful days are endless.

Before I knew it, another two hundred years had passed.

The Scarlet Scale Ancestor still maintained his original methods. Hundreds of punishments were applied in turn. Under the seal of the Soul-Locking Heart Devouring Technique, he continued to destroy Gu Xiuyun's mind.

Facing this scene, Gu Xiuyun breathed a sigh of relief.

The Red Scale Ancestor did not change his methods. This shows that he did not know that he had transformed, and his mind and will were much stronger than before.

This also means that the other party did not deal with Gu Xiuyun according to the guidance of Kun Zi Zhuan, or... Kun Zi Zhuan did not deduce it to this point.

No matter which one it is, the hope of survival is much higher.

"Eight thousand times the flow rate, twenty-four thousand years, the red-scaled old ghost will discover my secret sooner or later. Before that, try to sharpen your mind."

Gu Xiuyun secretly took a breath and continued to endure the painful torture.

…

Unknowingly, more than a thousand years have passed.

The Red Scale Ancestor finally noticed something was wrong.

"What's going on? With the power of the Soul Locking Heart Devouring Technique and the many punishments, this junior should have suffered a mental breakdown long ago. How could he persist for more than a thousand years?"

"Has he been pretending?"

The old man in blood-robed eyes flashed with cold light. No one could

It may last for more than a thousand years in extreme pain and on the verge of collapse.

If so, it must be fake.

"Good, very good, you fooled me again."

"When I first entered the peak of the realm of refinement, I only relied on the effect of the second level of the Soul-Locking Heart-Eating Art. To deal with you, I actually had to comprehend the third level of the art?"

The Red Scale Patriarch closed his eyes and continued to torture while comprehending the Soul-Locking Heart-Eating Art.

This art originated from the Wuyang Sect. It has the magical power of locking the soul and refining the spirit. It is also a top secret art to sharpen the mind and will.

As a top secret art, it takes a lot of effort to comprehend it.

With the realm of Taoism of the Red Scale Patriarch, he has only comprehended the second level, which shows how difficult it is.

After a long time.

The blood-robed old man opened his eyes again.

Huh!

The invisible fluctuations turned into blood threads all over the sky and merged into Gu Xiuyun's body.

Creak!

Every soul thought, every grain, every piece of flesh and blood was trembling.

Will, soul thought, and flesh were tightly intertwined. Not only that, even the perception of pain was enhanced by more than ten times.

"Oh no, the old dog Chilin has discovered it!" Gu Xiuyun's mind trembled.

In an instant, the pain increased tenfold.

The unprecedented pain instantly made him lose all his composure and fell into madness.

"Old dog Chilin, you wait..."

Gu Xiuyun roared.

"Youngster, are you not pretending anymore?" The blood-robed old man sneered, "I really didn't expect that you, a youngster who hasn't even broken through the realm of the Supreme Realm, have actually begun to refine your mind, but it doesn't matter, I have never lacked means."

"There are four levels in the Locking God and Devouring Heart Art. It took me only five months to comprehend the first two levels, and it took me 170 years to comprehend the third level."

"It may take hundreds of thousands of years to comprehend the fourth level, but fortunately, I have plenty of time."

As he spoke, the rules of time and space filled the void.

The flow rate of the ten thousand feet space accelerated again, from 8,000 times to 100,000 times.

Compared with the previous time, it increased by about twelve times.

Don't underestimate this twelve-fold increase. Distorting time and space consumes a lot of divine power, and it will also affect the stability of the space itself.

At a speed of 100,000 times, the divine power in the body of the Red Scale Patriarch surged out like a tide. Every moment, a river would be lost.

"If the third level can't kill you, I will use the fourth level. I don't believe that a small True Venerable like you can still withstand the most advanced Locking God and Devouring Heart Art."

The Red Scale Patriarch closed his eyes and buried his head in comprehending the art.

In the twisted void, only Gu Xiuyun's painful roars remained, one after another, his voice hoarse, his body cracked, his bones and muscles shattered, and then healed by divine power, and continued to be tortured again.