Under doubt, Qin Tian clenched his fists and cracked his finger bones. His whole body had seemed limp since his cultivation was abolished, but now it was completely different. Not only was his spirit abnormally excited, but even his limbs were full of strength.
, I couldn't help but wonder, "What's going on? I just lay down for a while. Why do I feel like my whole body has been completely transformed?"
Maybe it's an illusion, the young man thought. Anyway, this 'wasted person' is already determined. He has long learned from Qin Tai's mouth that a cultivator whose cultivation has been abolished will never be able to become a cultivator again. As long as the cultivator
Once the spiritual veins have suffered devastating damage, it is impossible for any medicine to reshape the spiritual veins.
Thinking of this, the excitement I had just felt shrank back.
"Let a useless person be useless, it's better to die than live." He shouted, covered his head with a quilt and fell asleep. He had no hope for this body and just wanted to be his in peace and quiet.
The eldest young master of the Qin family, as for the future, we can wait until later.
The next day, the game was still in full swing, and the number of people watching the game increased instead of decreasing. Hundreds of Xuantian Sect disciples were busy maintaining order outside the field.
After a day of competition, only 500 people have successfully stayed. There will be another competition tomorrow, and the 100 people who win in the end will become the official disciples of Xuantian Sect. By then, all the secrets and techniques in the sect will be available.
Worry about glory and wealth.
"Brother, these guys can't help but beat me up. I haven't even taken it seriously yet!" Zhan Moyan squeezed out of the crowded stadium and waved his fist in pride.
"Don't be too careless. Those who can stay now are not simple." Lei Jinghong does not despise others like Zhan Moyan, because this world has never lacked geniuses. In terms of qualifications, he is the top of Lei Jinghong.
Most of them are at the mid-range level, or even below the cutoff level. In this way, what right does he have to look down on other contestants?
"Hey, I also took a look, there are less than ten people with our strength." Zhan Moyan patted Lei Jinghong's arm and said with a smile.
Later, Zhan Moyan complained, "It's just that after the competition ends tomorrow, the top 100 contestants will immediately return to Xuantian Sect with the disciples in the sect. They won't even give time to say goodbye to their family and friends. It's too inhumane."
Got it!"
"Then what can I do? I heard that this is an order just issued by Xuantian Sect, but I don't know why!"
"Do you think we should go say goodbye to our third brother?" Zhan Moyan looked at Lei Jinghong and asked
Lei Jinghong stopped and thought for a moment and said, "It's better not to disturb him. He needs to rest now."
In fact, it's not that Lei Jinghong doesn't want to go, it's just that he is afraid of irritating Qin Tian. After all, the three of them are equally powerful. Now the eldest brother and the second brother are very sure about entering the Xuantian Sect to practice, while Qin Tian needs help to take care of his life. Such a gap,
Anyone with a little bit of ambition would not feel comfortable, but what they didn't understand was that this person was not the 'Qin Tian' they knew. The only thing they had in common was the same name.
Another night has fallen.
After dinner, Qin Tai came to Qin Tian's room and told him that he would go to the suburban competition venue with him tomorrow to say thank you. He learned from his mouth that the soul-reviving pill given to Qin Tian was the Xuantian Zong Garden.
It was given by the elders to Murong Ao's uncle, Gaden, who was the host of the Nancheng Martial Arts Competition this time.
The elixirs are divided into nine levels, and each level is divided into low-grade, high-grade, and top-grade elixirs. The soul-reviving elixir belongs to the third-grade high-grade elixirs. The elixirs below the third-grade can be purchased in all major medicine stores, but the elixirs above the third-grade are available.
The refining process is very complicated, and ordinary people with money may not be able to buy it. If Qin Tai had not had some friendship with Elder Garden, he might not have given such a valuable elixir.
Because as soon as the competition ends tomorrow, all members of the Xuantian Sect will leave overnight. It is said that the leader of the Xuantian Sect, who has been in seclusion for three years, has come out of seclusion, so they are rushing back after so much travel.
Qin Tai originally wanted to wait until the end of the conference to entertain the Xuantian Sect and others, and resolve the conflict between the two young people, but it backfired, so he could only come to thank him tomorrow.
Qin Tian, who was bored, lay on the bed, felt sleepy for a while, and fell asleep again.
The next second, the strange scene last night happened again. A cloud of black smoke burst out from the young man's body, and then wrapped him in it.
This time, the time was much longer than yesterday. Qin Tian, who was sleeping soundly, still didn't notice at all. What we can know is that this unknown black mist did not have any malicious intent. Instead, it consciously repaired his fragmented spiritual veins. If it were allowed
If other cultivators knew this, their jaws would probably drop in shock.
You must know that ordinary people cannot become cultivators no matter what. A abolished cultivator is not even as good as an ordinary person, and it is even less likely to start the path of cultivation again. This is a well-known natural law, an unchangeable rule.
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However, this black mist is indeed moving against the sky. In the young man's body, wherever the black mist passes, he can see that the dim and broken spiritual veins are being repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the spiritual veins are as clear as jade.
The veins gradually return to shape.
An hour later, a powerful energy invisibly enveloped the place where Qin Tian lived. The next moment, a vague figure appeared in the room, staring directly at the young man's every move.
I saw beads of sweat as big as beans appearing on Qin Tian's forehead as he floated. He clenched his teeth, the corners of his mouth twitched from time to time, and the nails of his clenched fists dug deep into his palms.
In an instant, the person's expression gradually changed from painful to ferocious, and the protruding veins on his face were twisting like insects, which was very scary to look at...
"Reshaping the spiritual veins, I'm afraid you are the first person in this misty continent. Whether you can survive the last hurdle depends on your luck..." The mysterious middle-aged man opened his mouth and said, his voice sounded like he had gone through many vicissitudes of life,
It makes people feel a little sad when they hear it.
The pain involved in the reshaping of spiritual veins is not something that ordinary people can endure. The soul and body are infinitely expanded and torn apart, and every cell and nerve in the body is constantly being devoured and rebuilt. Without an iron will, it would be a god-like form.
They will all be destroyed forever, and by that time, not even a single dreg will be left behind.
In fact, Qin Tian had regained consciousness long ago, but his body didn't obey the orders at all. He could only grit his teeth and endure the inhuman pain. Every time he felt that he was approaching the edge of death, his desire to survive became stronger.
A tenacious will sprouted from his face.
A quarter of an hour later, a hysterical roar broke the silence in the room.
"ah……"
The muscles of the suspended young man's body were tense, and the bones all over his body made a clanking sound like soybeans falling to the ground. The spiritual energy around the room seemed to have encountered a whirlpool, swarming into the young man's body until all the spiritual energy was absorbed.
Then it stopped.
Losing the power of support, Qin Tian slowly descended. Without any restraint, Qin Tian immediately opened his eyes and sat up. The clothes on his body were already wet with sweat, and his chest was heaving rapidly.
He kept breathing heavily.
Suddenly, with a "wow" sound, a black liquid with a rancid smell spit out from the young man's mouth, which looked very disgusting.
Qin Tian's eyes widened with disbelief on his face, "Am I going to die?"
However, this idea only existed for a moment. After spitting out the foul-smelling liquid, my whole body instantly became a hundred times more energetic. My whole body felt more comfortable than ever before, and every cell was filled with majestic power. This feeling was like
As if he was a different person, Qin Tian did not forget to pinch himself while he was excited, for fear that he was dreaming. It was not until he felt the pain that he believed that this was not a dream, and he couldn't help but feel something in his heart.
A bold guess.
"It seems that it not only helped you repair your spiritual veins, but also tempered your muscles and bones." Looking at the narcissistic Qin Tian, the mysterious middle-aged man coughed lightly and said.
The sudden sound startled Qin Tian, and he jumped up from the bed like a frightened rabbit.
"who?"
In front of the bed, I saw a man floating with his feet off the ground, his eyes looking up and down like torches. His pale hair was flying in the wind. In the flickering room, the man's whole body exuded a faint glow.
The light is shining, and the face looks very haggard, which makes people’s hair stand on end...
Qin Tian had never seen such a 'person' before. With a look of shock on his face, he stumbled and fell to the ground. He was so frightened that he was at a loss. He wanted to call for help, but there was a stone stuck in his throat.
Don't make a sound.
The mysterious man showed a harmless expression and comforted him, "Little guy, you don't have to be afraid, I won't hurt you!"
Qin Tian, who was paralyzed on the ground, pointed at the mysterious man and asked in a trembling voice, "You, you, you, are you a human or a ghost?"
The mysterious man looked at himself up and down, left and right, and suddenly laughed and said, "It's been a long time since I've been here. I forgot to groom myself. I'm sorry."
As soon as he finished speaking, the mysterious man suddenly changed, and immediately changed from his previous decadent appearance to a person who was energetic, well-dressed, and immortal, with a chiseled face and sword-shaped eyebrows on his temples.
Qin Tian was really dumbfounded by this scene. He pointed at the mysterious man and asked, "Are you a god?"
"No, no, I am neither a god nor a ghost." The man turned his back and said calmly, "I am just a soul!"
Seeing that the mysterious man in front of him had no intention of harming him, Qin Tian was slightly relieved, but he was still vigilant in keeping a relatively 'safe' distance from him!
The mysterious man turned around and looked at Qin Tian and said, "I didn't expect that after thousands of years of silence, it would actually choose you."
Qin Tian didn't know why and asked, "I wonder who he is you are talking about? Was he the one who brought me to this world?"
The man nodded noncommittally, then pointed at Qin Tian's belly and said, "It's a good thing. Without it, you wouldn't be able to reshape your spiritual veins."
Qin Tian followed the direction of the mysterious man's finger and looked down at his belly, his face full of doubts. Where could there be anything? It didn't matter who brought him to this world, because it was a fact he could not change. However,
If possible, he would choose to return to the original world, the dimly lit, colorful and prosperous world of flowers and flowers.
"Reshape the spiritual veins? Am I a cultivator now?" Qin Tian tried to ask. This matter is too important to him. If he wants to survive well in this world, the most basic condition is
Become a practitioner, become a practitioner like Qin Tai.
The mysterious man nodded with a smile.
At this moment, Qin Tian could no longer hold back the joy on his face and danced happily.
Looking at the selfless young man with a childish look on his face, he murmured in his mind, "Is this the so-called chosen one?"
Obviously, the mysterious man was not optimistic about Qin Tian, and he coughed awkwardly with a somewhat disappointed look.
"I'm really sorry, I was so excited just now." Qin Tian came back to his senses and scratched his head sheepishly and said.
"But I still have to thank you..."
The mysterious man stretched out his hand to interrupt Qin Tian's words and said, "Stop, stop, all this is not my fault, all this is God's will. If you want to thank, then thank it!"
The mysterious man pointed at Qin Tian's belly again. The young man looked at his own belly in confusion. There was nothing special about it. He raised his head and asked, "I wonder who the senior mentioned it is?"
"No need to ask anymore, you will know when the time comes."
The mysterious man stretched his waist and said in a lazy voice, "Okay, I haven't been out for a short time, and it's time to go back. You have to remember that your restoration as a cultivator must not be leaked, no matter it is your
Relatives, friends, and your parents in this world. As long as you don’t have absolute strength, everything must be kept secret. If not, you won’t live long!”
These words reminded Qin Tian that a person who had just been deposed not long ago suddenly recovered his cultivation. If others found out, he would have to be arrested and used as a white mouse in the experiment. This matter really cannot be done.
Let others know that even your own parents, although they are the closest people to you in this world, will inevitably make rumors and leak rumors. There is no impermeable wall in the world.
Qin Tian wanted to say something more, but the mysterious man didn't give him a chance to say more. In an instant, it turned into a point of light and rushed into Qin Tian's stomach with a swipe.
The boy took a step back inertly and shouted with a confused look, "You, you, you, why did you get into my stomach?"
Not hearing anyone's reply, the young man patted his belly unwillingly and shouted, "Senior, senior, senior..."
"Okay, I'm going to meditate. If you have any questions, I'll talk to you later. Remember what I say, otherwise you will get burned. Don't think I'm trying to scare you..."
The seniors have said this, and Qin Tian can't say anything more. He has actually restored his identity as a cultivator. Let's talk about other things later.
He also took the mysterious man's repeated warnings to heart.
As the mysterious man disappeared, the shrouding power also dissipated, and everything seemed as if it had never happened.