The severe pain that penetrated into his soul made Qiu Ping let out a shrill scream.
Is it a pain that far exceeds the physical body, as if the soul has been torn apart?
The big loach that broke into two parts instantly turned into a burst of black smoke, and then quickly healed and turned into Qiu Ping's appearance.
His body was shaking slightly and he was breathing heavily. He had never experienced such pain in his past life or now.
It's just a dream, please don't be so exaggerated!
"Pop."
"Wake up!"
Qiu Ping slapped himself hard twice, but he didn't feel any pain. In other words, compared to the pain just now, the pain in his body was too weak.
Qiu Ping looked blankly at the ghost boy who had killed him again, and felt very tired.
Numb.
"Stab it."
His body was torn apart again.
About an hour passed.
"Crash."
Qiu Ping lay helpless in the well, turning his belly and moving his fins when he thought about it, with a look of despair on his face.
If you are tired, destroy it quickly.
How does it feel to be killed to the point of being autistic?
Qiu Ping looked at the sunlight pouring in from the well mouth. It shone warmly on his body, but it could not illuminate his closed heart.
Countless ways to die in his previous dreams kept replaying in his head, making him feel the cruelty of the world so clearly and intuitively.
It's too strong. The ghost boy who is not bound by the swamp is so powerful that even if the opponent's strength and speed are not much stronger than his own, he will not be able to block his opponent's moves.
Even if I try to use [lubricant spell] and [Tian Hai Moon Eclipse Curse] to deal with it, it will not help.
My own illusions can't shake the ghost boy's will as strong as steel. On the contrary, the wrong party will catch him and kill him with one move.
And the pain of each death made him tremble just thinking about it.
"Gurgling."
Qiu Ping poured a sip of water stolen from the lotus pond into his mouth. The smoky feeling made him feel like he was drinking.
Alas, life is just like that.
Qiu Ping looked outside the well. All his dreams and pursuits were in vain. Everything was meaningless.
"Gurgling."
He took several more sips in succession, and just when he thought he was about to see through the world, a cool feeling suddenly broke through the top of his skull, making him shiver and feel refreshed all over.
It's like drinking a bottle of Fengyoujing in the summer.
"Huh? I drank the wrong water." Qiu Ping was startled and woke up instantly.
The water he just drank was not the water from the lotus pond, but the water from the underworld that he had exchanged with the dragon and tiger warriors in the underworld that month.
Qiu Ping vaguely remembered that the man said that Huangquan water could cleanse away distracting thoughts and was a valuable medicine for spiritual cultivation. He didn't know how to use it at first, but he didn't expect that Ruming would put it to use by mistake.
He was killed to the point of being autistic, and if he were placed in the spiritual world, he would actually have inner demons.
After being washed by the yellow spring water, Qiu Ping's mind became clear, and the previous confusion and fear were swept away.
"I'll really kill him if I can. If he kills me once, he can kill me a second time!" Qiu Ping's fins were clenched into a ball, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit!
Immediately he closed his eyes and continued to dream,
Ghost boy, he is fighting with you!
After a few breaths, the big loach's body trembled.
After a few more breaths, it didn't shake again.
The warm sunshine shone in the well water, and a big loach was shaking like crazy as if having a convulsion.
After about an hour, the big loach opened his eyes again, his eyes full of confusion.
He is indeed a novice. The world of spiritual practice is not suitable for him. He should go back to digging holes.
Just when he was feeling depressed again, he quickly drank another mouthful of yellow spring water, and then he regained his original state.
That time in his dream, the bad news was that he still killed the boy countless times.
The good news is that he has been killed instantly from one move to two or even three moves.
…
After drinking enough yellow spring water, Qiu Ping's inner demons were swept away.
He began to think carefully about how to deal with the ghost boy. Speaking of which, was the ghost boy stronger and faster than himself?
Not necessarily, especially after using the [Oil Technique], his speed was even faster than that of Ghost Boy.
But the wrong party has too much awareness and rich combat experience. He will catch his own flaw in an instant, then break his attack rhythm and take him away in one wave.
"It takes a long time to develop consciousness, but he currently has a lot of abilities that can be improved first. For example, the [Tianhai Moon Eclipse Curse] is very good at the [Eight-Armed Maha Seal], especially if he has obtained a new one.
The Buddhist magical weapon can greatly improve that Buddhist teaching." Qiu Ping thought to himself.
After all, it is true that I have practiced all the skills half-heartedly.
He's good at bullying rookies, but if he really encounters someone with high legs, not to mention the challenge of skipping a level, he'll be defeated even at the level.
Qiu Ping took out the whirling golden bowl from the scale space. For some unknown reason, the thing looked very shabby on the outside, with pieces of paint peeling off here and there.
Fortunately, those things have nothing to do with him, so long as they don't affect his cultivation.
A burst of divine power was released, the golden bowl was fixed in mid-air, Qiu Ping ran the [Eight-Armed Maha Seal], madness surged in the mind, and a fierce devil emerged from the heart.
He had already completed the first level of practice a few months ago.
However, due to the lack of Buddhist artifacts, there was almost no improvement in that method.
"Kaka."
With a soft vibration, Qiu Ping's body expanded several times. His originally slender body now looked a little bloated.
Endless huge power grew outside his body, filling him with the desire to vent. Thick black energy swarmed out from the orifices around his body, and even condensed many demonic appearances in the water.
If there were no one here, I would probably think that the rising Shinto star from Changning County was practicing some shady magic technique.
Of course, simply talking about the first level of the [Eight-Armed Maha Dharma Seal], it is actually the same as the magic power. If you cannot guard your mind, you will be counterattacked by evil.
"Om!"
Just when the devil outside him was completely taking shape, there was a violent vibration deep in his soul, as if someone was reciting a six-character mantra.
Among them, the "Om" is the first sound of the mantra, which means that it can destroy the harm of the demons and eliminate them.
As that sound sounded, the demons that poured out crazily turned around and entered Qiu Ping's body, and quickly turned upside down, turning into immeasurable masculinity and force, blessing Qiu Ping's body.
Just like the Buddha subduing the demons and making them protect the Dharma of Buddhism.
Qiu Ping instantly surrendered his external desires and turned them into his own strength.
That is not the so-called "reversal of troubles". At this point, Qiu Ping has completed the practice of the second level of "Eight-Armed Maha Dharma Seal".
The golden bowl that had been floating in front of him let out a mournful cry, and a visible damage almost split it into two parts. It looked shabby at first, but now it is even more broken.