Chapter 253 The Spiritual Platform Is Destroyed

Spiritual consciousness is an elusive but extremely important existence, which includes a person's perception, thinking and consciousness.

And mental power is the source of power that supports a person's actions, thinking and cultivation.

Once the spiritual platform is destroyed, the consequences are disastrous.

To put it in simple terms, it is almost like brain death.

When the spiritual platform is damaged, the spiritual consciousness and mental power will lose their support and cannot function normally.

Just like a precision instrument loses its core component, the entire system will be paralyzed.

People's perception will gradually disappear, thinking will become confused, and consciousness will become unclear.

Actions will lose control, thinking ability will drop sharply, and the path of cultivation will be completely cut off.

This is an extremely dangerous situation, and life may face the threat of end at any time.

The moment Bai Xiaoqing heard the news, his expression suddenly froze, as if time had frozen at that moment.

His eyes widened slightly, and his eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

He just stood there stupidly, motionless, as if his body was fixed.

After being stunned for a long time, Bai Xiaoqing seemed to come back to his senses from the extreme shock.

His face became extremely solemn, his lips trembled slightly, and he asked with difficulty: "Is Bai Jingfeng still able to be saved now?

At the same time, in the Qinglong clan.

A group of lackeys gathered around Zhu Qinglong, and their flattering appearance made people feel disgusted.

They all had flattering smiles on their faces, vying to flatter Zhu Qinglong.

"The young clan leader was really heroic just now!" A lackey said loudly, his eyes full of admiration.

"That dead tiger didn't even dare to say a word in front of you. As soon as you opened your mouth, he was intimidated by your momentum, and finally left in disgrace. ”

"This is really a great relief! Looking at his embarrassed appearance, I feel so happy. "

This lackey gestured as he spoke, as if he was recalling the scene just now.

"That's right, that dead tiger is usually arrogant in front of us, and doesn't take anyone seriously."

Another lackey continued, "He thinks he is so great, showing off all day long. I didn't expect that there would be a day when he would be humble. It's still the young clan leader who is powerful. You made him obedient with just one move."

This lackey was full of pride, as if Bai Jingfeng's failure was his credit.

"It's still the young clan leader who is powerful. Compared with you, Bai Batian is simply a world apart."

Another lackey said flatteringly, "He is not even worthy of carrying your shoes. Young clan leader, you are wise and brave, and Bai Batian is not worth mentioning in front of you. "

The words of this lackey were full of flattery, which made people get goose bumps.

Zhu Qinglong listened to the flattery of these lackeys and showed a smug smile on his face.

He raised his chin slightly, enjoying the feeling of being sought after.

However, he knew in his heart that these people's words could not be fully trusted, but this did not prevent him from immersing himself in this false glory.

A group of lackeys flattered him to the sky, and all kinds of flattering words came like a tide.

Zhu Qinglong raised his chin slightly, raised the corners of his mouth proudly, and showed a smile of a villain on his face.

That smile was full of arrogance and conceit, as if the whole world was under his control.

"Bai Jingfeng, that idiot, has never had a brain." Zhu Qinglong's tone was full of contempt.

"He acts impulsively and recklessly, never considering the consequences. Let him be a real fool this time. "

Zhu Qinglong's eyes flashed with a hint of viciousness, and he seemed to be proud of his conspiracy.

"Bai Batian might even thank me for helping him deal with such a trouble-making brother. "Zhu Qinglong's words were full of ridicule.

The spirit platform is a vital existence in the world of cultivators and monsters.

Its importance even exceeds the inner elixir of monsters.

In the White Tiger Clan, the atmosphere was solemn and depressing.

Bai Xiaoqing stood there, his body trembling slightly, his eyes fixed on Bai Jingfeng lying on the ground.

Bai Jingfeng's breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible, and his originally majestic body seemed so fragile at this moment.

In Bai Xiaoqing's eyes, the overwhelming hatred was surging like a surging tide, and the hatred was mixed with unspeakable heartache.

He looked at Bai Jingfeng, his heart full of guilt and self-blame.

If he could be stronger, if he could protect Bai Jingfeng better, perhaps all this would not have happened.

Bai Xiaoqing clenched his fists tightly, his nails deeply embedded in his palms, his heart was full of anger and determination.

"I, Bai Xiaoqing, will never stop fighting with the Qinglong Clan in this life. "Bai Xiaoqing's voice was low and powerful, as if it was squeezed out from between his teeth.

There was a firm light in his eyes, which was a kind of desperate determination.

He knew that from this moment on, the hatred between him and the Qinglong clan could no longer be resolved.

He would avenge Bai Jingfeng at all costs and make the Qinglong clan pay a heavy price for their actions.

"Is there really no hope?" Bai Xiaoqing's voice trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of despair and unwillingness.

He slowly squatted down, looking at Bai Jingfeng lying on the ground with a weak breath, and endless grief surged in his heart.

"Even if he can't recover consciousness, can we wake him up first?"

There was a hint of pleading in Bai Xiaoqing's tone.

"I don't expect him to be as majestic as before, as long as he can open his eyes, look at me, and look at this world. It's okay even if he can't practice in the future. It's good to be an ordinary monster and live a simple life."

Bai Xiaoqing's eyes revealed deep love and pity, and he gently stroked Bai Jingfeng's hair.

How much he hoped that Bai Jingfeng could hear his words and respond to his call, even if it was just a slight movement.

However, Bai Jingfeng still lay there quietly without any reaction.

Shen Lang looked at Bai Xiaoqing quietly, his heart full of emotion.

He couldn't imagine how much effort Bai Xiaoqing had spent to calm down and say these words in such a short time.

Although Bai Xiaoqing's eyes were still full of grief, he was more determined and resolute.

Although his voice was slightly trembling, it revealed an unquestionable power.

This is undoubtedly the best way out that Bai Xiaoqing thought of for Bai Jingfeng.

The lifespan of a demon beast that cannot cultivate is usually only one or two hundred years.

During these long years, they can only live an ordinary and simple life.