Chapter 254 Consciousness tempering! Next
On the continent of Chen's tomb, a strong man once said that the person who comes out of the pain will either become a strong man or a devil!
It's not difficult to understand to be a strong man, but to become a devil?
After all, those who came out of the pain tested their minds and cultivated their ability! Becoming a strong person is understandable as long as it is not an extreme waste.
Devil, what is a demon?
Heart extremes!
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In the small space, in countless white horses, a thin figure sits quietly in it.
The young man's beautiful face was full of pale colors, but his closed eyes were not moved at all.
"Sw!..."
Another dozen white horses poured into the young man's body crazily.
The young man's body trembled slightly, but his originally motionless face was entangled together in an instant!
It's extremely worrying! Pain, deep into the heart!
However, after the young man's thin body trembled slightly, it gradually calmed down. From his slowly relaxed teeth, it could be seen that the boundless pain happened to others.
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Time is always a sharp sword in the hands of the winner, enough to penetrate countless regrets in life.
"Tick... Tick..."
In the space where the young people were waiting, there was a very strange sound that looked like water droplets hitting the ground, which made a strange noise rise in the quiet small space.
For this, the young man, who had been sitting and basically expressionless, suddenly raised his eyebrows, but his eyes did not open.
"Tick... Tick..."
The sound of water droplets continues, and it seems to be endless in the narrow space where countless white horses are practicing, and it seems to remember time for young people...
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No one is sure how the passage of time will appear.
The sound of water droplets in the small space has continued for a long time, but the figure of the youth is no longer the same.
Originally, with a trace of childish and resolute face, he climbed up the wrinkles and climbed the fish tail. In the whiteness, he had an indifferent face, but now he lost the vitality of the past on the traces of the years.
The years are unforgiving, and the youth of the past have become a twilight man at this time.
"Consciousness exists in human spirituality, but the soul is just a carrier. After decades of continuous polishing, it is finally understood that years are still years. No matter how you retain it, it is just in vain... ..."
In the small space, the old man's lips are buzzing, as if sighing and sighing.
"Power, life and death, which is more important? After cultivating all his life, he suddenly looked back, but he didn't know what he was pursuing... Long live? Only strength can be given, but power needs endless years to accumulate, who gives the necessity to survive, who gives the excuse to whom, who is manipulating the butcher knife made by the years..."
"Decades have been long, but it's fleeting. I didn't expect me... Qi Mo has been grinding here for decades. Why has time given me so much and why has the power to put me in such a situation... Is it necessary to pursue you?"
Qimo in the small space moved his five fingers slightly, and then opened his eyes. At the moment he opened, a touch of fine light burst out of it. However, it seemed to be powerless. After such a moment, his body trembled slightly, and then the tired color in his eyes surged out. At the same time, when he breathed, there was a strong gasp!
Years, so ruthless!
He raised his hand gently, and when Qi Mo's eyes caught his extremely old body, he couldn't help showing strong helplessness and bitter smiles in his eyes.
He didn't expect that countless years had passed since he had trained so much.
However, he doesn't hate it!
He needs strength. He is eager to improve himself. He can't control his fate. This is a feeling that he dares not relax at all times. He is afraid that he will be killed by others like an ant, and his hands will be destroyed! He is afraid that his existence will always be under the control of others!
Therefore, he resolutely chose to make continuous breakthroughs and constantly tried some methods that might help him break through his cultivation doubts.
However, he didn't expect that his talent, which he thought was not bad, would not break through to the four-star alchemist for decades!
Bitter!
The bitter curvature of the corners of his mouth makes him feel a strong sense of powerlessness.
"Life, life, so torture... People don't die, but their hearts die... God, everything can only be your ants..."
Zimo's white beard trembled, and a word full of countless emotions slowly spit out of his mouth...
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Power and life?
How to ask? How to get it? How to have both?!"
Zimo stood up slowly and lowered his eyebrows.
However, when he stood halfway, his body suddenly trembled, and then seemed to be fixed, and his body was fixed in an instant.
A touch of astonishment slowly appeared on his face, gradually showing!
Constered~!
"For decades, why has there been dust on my body, and why is there no dust on the ground? Why are these countless white horses without the slightest loss? Why... Why do I feel that my body has lost any spiritual power? And why... There are no strange meridians in my body!!!"
While muttering to himself, Qi Mo suddenly raised his wrinkled face.
"This is the space of consciousness?!!"
With a roar, Zimo did not find any discomfort!
"This... This... This..."
Qimo's eyes are widened! An idea came to his mind!
"All of this is fantasy!!!"
At this moment, Zimo finally reacted!
Thinking of this idea, Zimo suddenly relaxed.
He finally remembered the words before Mu Lao left, life and death, holding hands. Ah..."
After whispering gently, Qi Mo's changed face was also completely relaxed, and then his eyes were blindfolded!
"Break it!"
A loud shout made the white practice that was originally shuttling quickly in the small space a little paused.
"Don't you want to break it? I really think I'm a bully..."
After waking up, the illusion of this book showed no sign of dissipating, which made Qi Mo's eyes suddenly cold! A sense of anger burst out from his face, but there was no sense of dusk on his old face! Since you don't want to break it, then... It's all mine!!!"
With an angry shout, an extremely powerful spiritual power suddenly gushed out of Qi Mo!
Suddenly, a whirlwind swept away with Zimo as the center!
"Hung!"
The whirlwind kept rolling, but many of the white exercises around him slowly became blurred!
At the same time, the old man on Zimo's body is also gradually fading!
It seems that time is going back quickly. In just a few dozen breaths, Qi Mo's figure has returned to the original appearance when he came here, with a trace of fortitude in his tenderness!
"It turns out that Mu Lao's life and death are like this... I almost fell into it. It's so close, so close!"
Zimo clenched his fist, felt the real touch, and then climbed up his forehead and said to himself with a surprise.
Almost, he thought that he had really spent decades! Almost, he lost a little vitality in life!
All of those free and scattered energy bodies in this small space are dead in a kind of freedom, and there is death in life!
One death in a lifetime!
"It's really one left and one right... He"
With a wry smile, Qi Mo slowly closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. The short moment just now made his whole mind experience life and death!
After Zimo closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, in the small space, there were only nearly a hundred white horses visible to the naked eye, and the rest were also constantly drilling towards Zimo's body.
However, at this time, it is not as violent as before, but extremely tame!
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An hour later, in the small space, a voice full of joy sounded faintly.
"It's really a breakthrough! Moreover, after absorbing so much ownerless spiritual energy, it has jumped into the late four-star period. It's really dangerous and a harvest!"