Feng Jinghong took a quick glance, and when he flew into the stone furnace, he suddenly realized. No wonder the owner of the Buddha's bones said that there is death and no life when the body enters this place, because the treasure here is a rare treasure for forging souls!
"Nine-turn soul-forging furnace? Is this stone furnace used for soul-forging?"
Feng Jinghong felt happy when he thought of those five words, but before he could think about it carefully, an old voice sounded.
"I've been waiting for ten thousand years, and finally a spirit body has come in. Alas, what a pity."
"What a pity? Senior, what are you pity for?"
Although Feng Jinghong could not speak, his consciousness could communicate. He did not believe that a person who had lived for ten thousand years would not know what he was thinking.
Sure enough, as soon as Feng Jinghong's thoughts were conveyed through his spiritual consciousness, he felt a huge spiritual consciousness reverberating in the furnace. What he couldn't figure out was that although the other party's spiritual consciousness was vast, it revealed something.
The meaning of death is like a mountain made of sand. Although it looks great, it will be blown away by the wind at any time.
"It's a pity that you came late, otherwise I could pass on my lifelong soul power to you, but now, the only thing you can get is this stone furnace."
"Senior is joking. There is no such thing as soaring into the sky in cultivation. I would rather practice one step at a time. I will take whatever step I take. I won't be unable to control it because I suddenly gain power, nor will I
Because I can’t keep up with my mental state, I will never make progress for the rest of my life!”
Feng Jinghong never thought that he could reach the sky in one step. He had his own plans and plans, and he wanted to lay a solid foundation step by step. Therefore, in the past three years, he had never looked for any Tiangang Earth Demon to condense the golden elixir. He knew that although he was a refiner
The nine-layer foundation of Qi is built, but in one step it jumps from the early stage to the later stage until it reaches the peak of foundation building. This is not good.
In the eyes of others, Feng Jinghong climbed to the sky in one step and reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, but in his eyes, this was all false. Therefore, when he first entered the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, he was unable to exert 100% of his strength because he had not gone through the process.
In the early and late stages, he didn't know enough about his own strength.
Therefore, in the past three years, Feng Jinghong has been familiar with her own strength and is not in a hurry to form pills.
But now, this mysterious old man said that if he appeared earlier, he could inherit his lifelong cultivation. He has no loss or regret because of this reason. He wants revenge, he wants to be strong, but he has to use his own strength,
Really defeat your enemies, rather than be beholden to others.
"Yes, you have ambition. With this confidence alone, you won't reach the pinnacle of cultivation, and you won't be any worse than your peers. Now let me tell you how to use this nine-turn soul-forging furnace."
The old voice was not surprised at all, but instead thought that Feng Jinghong's performance was deserved. He praised it, seemed a little pleased, and then spoke again.
"I don't know the purpose of this nine-turn soul-burning furnace, but its effect is incredible. As the name suggests, this furnace can burn souls at nine turns!"
The old voice paused, and an indescribable aura suddenly rose in the furnace, sometimes like a strong wind, sometimes like a breeze, constantly changing, making Feng Jinghong's ghost body somewhat unable to adapt.
"The biggest function of this nine-turn soul-forging furnace is to forge the soul. Every time it passes, the soul body doubles in size and solidifies. After nine turns, it turns yin into yang, no different from ordinary people!"
For the first time, there was some emotion in the old voice, and Feng Jinghong could feel it, it was a kind of yearning.
"Nine Transformation Souls? Is there any difference?"
Feng Jinghong didn't know what the use of the soul after its ninth transformation was to be the same size and no different from ordinary people.
"Nine-turn soul? I don't know, let alone reaching that realm, the harsh training conditions alone are prohibitive!"
The old voice sounded a little regretful, but more of a deep helplessness.
"Harsh conditions?"
"Haha, just listen to me first and then you will know."
The old voice chuckled, seeming to say that Feng Jinghong was too naive.
"Nine-turn soul forging requires a corresponding amount of innate fire for each additional turn. For example, for your first turn, you need one type of innate fire, for your second turn, you need two types, for the third turn, you need three types, etc.
By analogy, there are nine types of nine turns, and the innate fire of each turn cannot be the same as the previous one!"
"What? Innate fire?"
Feng Jinghong was really shocked. He didn't expect that innate fire would be used to forge the soul. How could a weak soul body withstand such firepower?
The old man seemed to know what Feng Jinghong was thinking and chuckled again.
"Yes, innate fire! Only fifty-five types of innate fire can turn the soul into nine. Of course, you don't have to worry about the fire power of the innate fire that the soul cannot withstand. This is why this stone furnace is called nine.
The beauty of the soul-forging furnace is that it can weaken the firepower to the maximum extent, and then increase it by 10% every day. It takes nine days to successfully forge the soul. Of course, if you can't resist even 10% of the innate firepower, then there is no hope for the soul body.
Turn nine!"
"Senior, you have been talking about the nine soul turns for a long time. What are the benefits of the ninth turn?"
"You are only a third-incarnation soul now, but do you know how long I have lived?"
The old man smiled without answering and asked instead.
"Ten thousand years? No, you have been here for ten thousand years, at least more than ten thousand years, right?"
"Haha, when I got this stove, I just entered the Void Realm for the first time, but after only a thousand years, I broke through to the Void-Breaking Realm. The power of this stove is mediocre! And after the third transformation of my soul body, although my physical body died, my soul body remained.
It has survived for ten thousand years, and if calculated, it must be no less than fifty thousand years!"
"What, fifty thousand years!"
Feng Jinghong didn't know what the virtual realm was, but he knew the concept of fifty thousand years. According to legend, unless he became an immortal, his lifespan would only be thirty thousand years, but this old man could actually survive with three soul transformations.
Fifty thousand years ago, could it be that he is already a god?
"I am not the immortal god you think of. If you don't enter Taiyi, who would dare to call yourself an immortal god? But these three soul transformations can allow me to live twice as long as a monk of the same realm. What do you think?
Isn’t it awesome?”
"Is the third turn so powerful?"
"Exactly. In the future, if you practice slowly, you will know more wonderful things. I don't have much time, so I will tell you the method of sacrifice."
The old voice seemed a little anxious. He stopped chatting with Feng Jinghong and began to teach the method of sacrifice seriously.
"This furnace can be put into the soul palace, and the five souls of heaven and earth can be forged. It's a pity that I used an innate fire when I escaped, otherwise you can reach the third level in a very short time."
The old man seemed to remember some unbearable past events, sighed softly, and then continued.
"The first thing I used was Taiyin True Fire. The soul belongs to Yin. From the beginning, I used Yang Fire to forge the soul. If the soul body can survive, it's okay. If it can't, it will end in a broken soul. So I used Yin Fire to forge the soul.
, the soul body also has a process of adaptation."
"Taiyin Zhenhuo?"
Feng Jinghong muttered in her heart and waited quietly for the next sentence.