Chapter 410 The Blackened Apprentice of the Cultivation Master (74)

In the pill furnace room, there is a huge pill furnace in the middle.

And under the alchemy furnace is a circular magic circle, which is used for Ning Yishu to reshape the spiritual root.

And reshaping the spiritual root needs fuel.

Bai Weiwei's thousand-year lifespan is the fuel.

She quietly sat cross-legged outside the alchemy furnace, green flames burning on the magic circle.

She feels no pain, because the flame burns nothing but life.

A thousand-year lifespan is nothing to Bai Weiwei, because she can only live for sixteen months at most, so she can be used as waste.

Looking at the alchemy furnace, he let Ning Yishu growl and jump in it, without being moved at all.

She knew that this face's body had been made dilapidated by herself, so she sacrificed her life in the Nascent Soul stage to Ning Yishu to reshape her spiritual root.

She certainly wouldn't last a few hours.

So the remaining five points of favorability, as well as the fucking tasks of kicking cliffs, skinning and cutting flesh to sacrifice souls, etc., have to be completed together.

Bai Weiwei: "I think I'm very busy."

The task of sixteen months was squeezed to be completed in three months, how tired she was.

System: "Hehe."

Bai Weiwei: Fuck the system, what does this laughing mean? Isn't the normal system busy comforting the host?

System: "Hurry up, it's almost over, give the male lead a good time."

The hero of this plane has been miserable enough to make him doubt his life.

Bai Weiwei: "Those who don't know think you are Ning Yishu's system."

The system was suspicious and silent for a while, "It would be great if it was..."

Bai Weiwei: "..."

How much has she been rejected by the system?

Bai Weiwei counted with her fingers how much her lifespan had been burnt, and when she was almost there, she straightened her expression and tried her best to keep her voice.

Calm with subdued pathos.

The awe-inspiring righteousness is accompanied by cowardly fear.

Ruthless and in need of reluctant affection.

"Aning."

Her voice sounded calmly.

Ning Yishu was in the alchemy furnace, his hand beating the wall of the alchemy furnace was already bloody.

Hearing Bai Weiwei's voice, he was shocked violently, his eyes were red.

"Master, let me out, I beg you."

This voice was crying blood and despair, full of madness that had reached its end.

Her life has become fuel, and she has been reshaping his body, every time he repairs his meridians, every time his spiritual energy pours in.

They were all terribly afraid.

This is her life, and as he gets better and better, it means she gets weaker and weaker.

Bai Weiwei smiled outside the alchemy furnace.

"You know that those things in the illusion are all condensed from my past memories."

Ning Yishu's fingers left deep blood marks on the furnace wall, and his voice trembled, "I know, I know, don't go on, don't go on."

With each passing breath, several years of her lifespan disappear.

Bai Weiwei didn't listen, "I had a miserable life when I was a child. My family members were killed. I went to Tianhong Mountain, stupid and useless, and I was bullied."

Ning Yishu saw that his hands were covered in blood, and could only do nothing to be trapped in the alchemy furnace.

Her voice was unhurried.

"It's been more than a hundred years, and I can't remember much about the past."

"But I still remember that once when I almost died in the firewood room, a elusive senior rescued me."

"He looks ordinary, but he can avoid everyone to save me. It's strange, isn't it?"

When Ning Yishu heard this, he frowned fiercely. Isn't this what they experienced in Mirage?

But what Bai Weiwei meant was her real experience.