Chapter 508 Becoming an Infant in One Day
"Still continue?"
Dongye Boyu was horrified, looking at the depressed Mo Qiong, thinking that even though he was in such a state, he still didn't know the danger. These people must be fools, right?
Mo Qiong was dragged into the house and fell asleep.
Mo Qiong used the method of cutting off his arm to cut off his mind and interrupt the fusion, which was already a self-mutilation to save his life.
According to his estimation, Mo Qiong had already injured his foundation, and he could only recuperate for 80% of his life. Without a panacea, it was impossible to completely recuperate.
These people were refugees and wild cultivators, ignorant and stupid, and they would not give up until they hit the south wall. He could understand that.
But now they have hit the south wall, and their heads are broken and bleeding, but they still don't give up. That means they are brain-dead!
"Why are you howling? Don't disturb his sleep! Come with me, let's talk about the world of cultivation!" Gou Ye took Dongye Boyu to the interrogation room.
Along the way, Dongye Boyu kept persuading them, trying madly to convince them not to commit suicide again.
The earnest look on their faces was as if he was not a captive, but a friend of theirs.
Although everyone was worried about this, they were not too worried.
They had studied the method of refining Dao fruit in the article written by the evil king after they entered Dao. The specific method was already familiar to them, but they had never actually used it.
They had never had Dao fruit such as Yuanshen Yuanying before, but now they could refine Yuanying directly. It was impossible to say that there was no risk.
So they were worried, fearing that Mo Qiong would go wrong and refine himself to death.
However, Mo Qiong was not a fool. He would not force things that could not be done. When his spirit was polluted and almost collapsed, he decisively concentrated the polluted part and cut it off. This was the basic operation of Beta members!
You must know that when the spirit power was opened and the use of training was trained in the base, the club did not force others to learn, but this method of cutting off the polluted part must be mastered.
After all, dealing with things such as biological containment and monster derivatives, the spirit power of members is often polluted.
This way of preserving spiritual purity can be easily used by every member who has opened his spiritual power.
Such self-mutilation is simply unrealistic here.
The power of the soul is the fusion product of spiritual power and spiritual energy. Spiritual energy is easy to replenish and is everywhere in the world. But spiritual power is different. It can only be nurtured by the human heart.
Except for some panaceas, nothing can directly replenish spiritual power, so spiritual power is naturally precious.
However, the spiritual power of the Seven Days Gamble seems to be similar to the spiritual power in other worlds, but there is an essential difference - it is the product of universal characteristics.
Characteristics are characteristics. No matter how ordinary they are, there is always an angle that is absolute and overrides the rules.
It will be damaged, polluted, and there will be differences in strength, but in terms of recuperation, it is as if it is set: sleep to recover blood.
This is the most unscientific part of it. As long as you are not dead, you will be full of energy after a good sleep.
As long as there is spiritual power, the power of the soul is endless, because spiritual energy is everywhere.
As long as the power of the Yuan Shen is not exhausted and it is continuously protected, the soul in the Yuan Shen will not be damaged, and it can continue to work hard until it can refine and fuse with the other Dao fruit.
This sleep, Mo Qiong slept for nine hours, and then walked out with full energy and a complete spirit.
"Ah! It feels great, I feel that my mental power is stronger, and my cultivation has improved a lot." Mo Qiong laughed.
At this time, Gou Ye had already interrogated Dongye Boyu and learned a lot about the world of immortal cultivation.
Seeing that Mo Qiong had recovered, he was relieved and asked, "Is there any hidden danger?"
"No, according to this method, it is theoretically possible to refine a high realm from a low realm. As long as I can fuse this Yuan Ying, I will be in the Yuan Ying stage. It's just that from ancient times to the present, no one can do it, and there is no such strong mental recovery ability." Mo Qiong said.
Gou Ye laughed and said, "That's great. Someone from his sect will come in the next two days. If they want to kill us, we don't have to kill them. We can just take their Taoism."
Dongye Boyu, who was standing aside, looked at Mo Qiong blankly. He could see that Mo Qiong was full of energy and had obviously recovered.
"What a joke? It's only been a short time!" Dongye Boyu couldn't believe this fact. Mo Qiong's mental injuries, which he could not recover from for almost a lifetime, were healed in less than half a day!
Dancing pills! He must have taken the top-notch nourishing pills, otherwise there is no explanation!
"Damn, they actually have nourishing pills. Yes, they must have discovered the remains of immortals. I'm afraid that the black iron and the strange blue and white way were also obtained from them."
Dongye Boyu never thought that they could recover their spirits by sleeping. Even if they mentioned it in a few words, he would not think so. He just thought they secretly took drugs.
A group of refugees and wild cultivators, even with exotic materials like black iron, even with resistance to palm thunder, and top-notch elixirs that nourish the mind, it is not strange.
"I'm afraid they are a group of country bumpkins who dug up treasures!" Dongye Boyu was heartbroken, thinking why he didn't have such a good life?
He watched Mo Qiong refine again, and from time to time he gave up his chaotic spirit.
Purely in the form of self-mutilation to protect himself from being affected by other people's thoughts, this made the refining speed faster, basically devouring the remaining half of the Nascent Soul in two minutes.
This is much faster than the refining of the evil king, this is not cultivation, this is self-mutilation!
Not taking his mind seriously at all, Mo Qiong was refining frantically, and the completely collapsed and damaged mind shot out from his eyebrows, mixed with countless memory dregs.
The dross is thrown away through a 'one size fits all' approach, and then special methods are used to retain the essence of perception and combine it with mana.
Mo Qiong fought hard to be in a trance, his Tao Palace was unstable and almost collapsed, but he finally completely integrated the Nascent Soul.
Dongye Boyu looked at Mo Qiong in despair as he entered the Nascent Soul stage.
"Evil beast! Demon!"
"My Nascent Soul!" Dongye Boyu was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
A hundred years of Taoism, making wedding clothes for others. This blow made him even feel at a certain moment: You might as well kill me!
His natal soul has been completely refined, and he has no hope of cultivating immortality anymore.
At this moment, I was lying on the ground in despair, in so much pain that I could no longer remain calm. Even if the master rescues him, he will still be a mortal.
After experiencing what it was like to be a cultivator of immortality, and then being knocked back to the mortal world, he suddenly felt lifeless.
Becoming an immortal is his dream, and it is also the original intention of every monk. Cutting off the path to immortality is enough to make people die.
"Hahahaha!" Although Higashino Boyu was laughing, tears were streaming down his face.
His face changed several times, and his expression was complicated.
Looking at Mo Qiong, he fainted again. Even at the Nascent Soul stage, he was still the weakest Nascent Soul.
At this moment, he was immediately carried into the house and went to sleep.
Of course, Higashino Boyu didn't know that he would be fine as long as he slept, and thought he was being carried in to take drugs.
He thought to himself that it was extremely precious to raise the elixir for serious mental injuries in one day. Even if there were some of these people, they certainly didn't have many.
Even if there are dozens of pills, it will allow this group of people to quickly refine other people's Tao Fruit, reaching the level of Nascent Soul, or at most Yuan Jing.
And his master is a powerful person in the Four Symbol Realm and has practiced Taoism for 1,800 years. These people will eventually die.
"You are no longer a personal enemy for taking away my Taoism, but you are the enemy of Qingliu. Everyone can kill such a demon. Regardless of the order you talk about, just based on this, you are an enemy of the Twelve Immortal Sects. "Higashino Boyu slowly stood up and said.
He didn't have the hatred that everyone expected, and at this moment he was actually very calmly explaining the consequences they would face later.
Higashino Boyu has no hope of becoming an immortal. He has no soul. Even if the Niwan Palace is open, he cannot become an immortal.
At this moment, he is actually equivalent to a clone and artificial human on the earth. At the moment of brain death, there is no process of soul destruction, and the consciousness of time is completely annihilated.
Such a mortal, even if he could live for decades, would not be looked down upon by the monks.
Even if the master saves him out of concern for his face, he will be thrown back to his hometown to fend for himself and completely bid farewell to the path of immortality. His former Taoist friends will definitely no longer care about him.
After seeing Mo Qiong fuse with his Nascent Soul, he already knew his future well.
At this point, he was no longer destined to be immortal.
But his thoughts are not purely mortal after all. His career over the past hundred years is vivid in his mind. After thinking about it, he suddenly felt enlightened.
What's the use of resentment and curses? Even if he kills them all, he will only live for the rest of his life.
After losing the Dao Fruit this time and giving up his thoughts, he became more demeanor of an immortal cultivator than before in the Nascent Soul Stage.
"Kill if you want. Becoming an immortal is a big dream after all." Higashino Boyu said calmly.
Before Gou Ye could say anything, Adams laughed and said, "Do you want to die?"
Higashino Boyu shook his head slightly, looked at the bustling refugees outside the manor who were building houses, and said softly: "People want to live after all. They can risk their lives for a mouthful of food, but they also want to eat a mouthful for the sake of survival. meal."
"Birth, old age, sickness and death are natural principles, but it is also human nature to beg for life and fear death. In order to live forever, people must practice against the will of heaven. In these windy and rainy years, countless immortal cultivators have come one after another, and they can fight to the death in the light of swords and shadows for the sake of immortality. Dare to risk your life even if you are facing death."
"Is this a matter of following heaven to survive, or fighting heaven to risk your life?"
"When people live in this world, they go against heaven in good times and obey heaven in bad times. But it's just what people say. Who really cares about God's will?"
Higashino Boyu squinted at the stars in the sky and said with a smile: "He said... the human heart is the will of God. It is really a wise saying."
"Huh?" Master Gou looked at him in surprise.
Dongye Boyu also looked at him and said: "If you don't kill me, you can't change the result. Your practice is the devil's way in their eyes. What you want to do is to make the world an enemy. Countless monks will come to stop you, even if I Master didn’t come here to save me. I want to live, but my life and death are no longer up to me... No, that’s always the case.”
"Everyone is struggling in the mundane world, and immortal cultivators are no exception. They just claim to be transcendent. Some people have never seen through it, and some people have seen it through without saying it. My life is no longer in my hands. No matter whether I want to die or not, if you want Even if you kill me, I won’t be able to resist, just like a refugee like a mayfly in this life.”
"In troubled times, if we don't see the great road, what can we do if we are affected and die?"
Adams laughed loudly and said: "I didn't expect that you would be reduced to the mortal world, but you would become more like an immortal cultivator than before!"
"If your state of mind is not ruined, you would be a pretty good theoretical cultivator of immortality."
"Come on, come on, I have a Tao Te Ching!"
"???" Higashino Boyu, who was looking up at the sky with his hands behind his hands, looked at him in confusion.
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