Closing his eyes and hugging his body into a ball, like a baby in his mother's placenta, Fang Han tried his best to endure the pain, concentrated his mind, and tried to forget the physical pain, so as to "be patient and motionless like the earth, and meditate deeply."
"Like a secret", but the physical body is really painful! Every time I concentrate on it, the intense pain will crush my spirit.
He felt that the skin on his body seemed to be being burned off layer by layer, the pain of peeling it off!
"Endure, I endure! I will endure again! Endure it without moving, forget the pain, concentrate..." At this time, Fang Han also showed his unprecedented endurance and perseverance.
, endured the pain fiercely.
"Yan" looked outside, and the blood elixir melted in the holy water of the underworld and the medicinal power of the Biluo Great elixir penetrated into Fang Han's body and brain inch by inch, strengthening his body, condensing his flesh and blood, and strengthening his body.
With his spirit swaying, he couldn't help but nodded secretly.
"He can actually endure such pain, but it's a pity that he hasn't figured out the trick yet. The trick to forget the pain, the mental peace, the physical body will naturally not be in pain. When you reach the state where you can feel pain when you want, and feel comfortable when you want.
, then your spirit has been raised to another level, and you will not be far from the secret realm of supernatural powers."
While talking to himself, "Yan" suddenly made a sound, which reached Fang Han's ears in the alchemy furnace.
"The heart can control thousands of spirits. The pain of the physical body is also a kind of spirit. If you can use your heart to eliminate this painful feeling of the physical body, you can control your own spirit and understand the principle of the soul. There is no pain in the human body.
, only the spirit has pain, dead people don’t know pain, living people know pain..."
"Can the heart control pain?" Although Fang Han was in extreme pain and struggled to endure it, his mind was still very clear. He immediately heard "Yan"'s words, and suddenly like a bolt of lightning, it broke through many obstacles in his heart.
He touched the spiritual and physical magic door at once.
He seemed to have caught a trace of the spirit that caused him pain in his mind.
"Kill all kinds of suffering!"
Fang Han roared violently, concentrated again, and killed and eliminated the trace of pain in his mind! Suddenly, his body suddenly felt a sense of relief, and the pain was no longer so intense.
Goo-dong, goo-dong, goo-dong, goo-dong, the yellow spring holy water in the alchemy furnace turned over the flowers, boiling Fang Han fiercely, but now Fang Han's whole body was red, but his skin was not peeling, as if he had only taken a hot bath.
The medicinal power of the eighteen blood pills and the eighteen great blue pills were constantly integrated into Fang Han's body, and some congestion and residual dregs were faintly seeped out of the pores of Fang Han's body. This is his body
The waste that was deeply hidden inside was now boiled out under the intense fire.
Flesh and blood are purer and more condensed.
Fang Han suddenly had a feeling that the muscles in his body could be as soft as a ball of cotton or as hard as a piece of steel. The strength, explosiveness, and endurance of his body were once again enhanced.
If the previous physical strength was equivalent to the strength of ten horses, then Fang Han now has completely surpassed the strength of horses.
After cooking for more than an hour, Fang Han remained motionless in the alchemy furnace, holding him like a baby, as if he was dead, and his body was as red as a prawn.
However, his breathing was long, and although the expression on his face was painful, it was not intense. He seemed to have alleviated the pain on his own.
"It is a rare talent to be able to endure the pain so quickly. It seems that Huang Quantu is destined to fall on his head." Yan murmured, and it saw that Fang Han had already made some achievements in cultivation.
Come.
"Come out!" Yan's voice shook, and the yellow spring holy water in the alchemy furnace flew out and wrapped into a big water ball. Fang Han remained motionless in it, as if he was immersed in some kind of state.
Bang, it fell to the ground, and the holy water returned to Huang Quantu. Fang Han was dropped to the ground naked, and then he woke up. His whole body was lying on the ground like a paralyzed corpse, breathing heavily, but did not speak.
He seemed to be recalling some experiences of fighting pain just now.
"Is it still painful now?" Yan asked.
"I seem to have discovered some methods of subduing pain with heart. Is this the method of cultivating the Yama Golden Body?" Fang Han thought for a moment. The slightest movement of his body was filled with explosive power. Now his whole body was **, and his body looked like
It's as if the muscles will explode at any time, which is chilling.
You can imagine how much explosive power such a body contains.
The physical body is strengthened again, and the spirit is strengthened again.
"This is just a rough step for the Yama Golden Body. To really start practicing, you have to wait until you step into the secret realm of magical powers and have magic power."
"How far away am I from the secret realm of supernatural powers now?"
"There is still a long way to go before you can break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly. You still need to have a lot of savings. It is not so easy to break through the secret realm of supernatural powers. You have to practice like this every day! I will gradually increase your pain!" Yan At this time!
, like a stern master, "My test will test you to see how far your understanding of spirituality has reached."
"How to test?"
Whoosh!
Just as Fang Han finished his question, Yan's claws reached out, silently, but with a strong smell, and he immediately grabbed Fang Han's shoulder. Phew! A large piece of flesh and blood on Fang Han's shoulder was scratched open by him.
Blood spattered, and Fang Han's face was twisted in pain, because Yan's claws seemed to contain some kind of poison.
"Does it hurt?"
"Of course it hurts. Can I grab you and give it a try?"
"It still hurts? Then you haven't practiced enough."
Phew, Fang Han's other shoulder was also grabbed open.
"It doesn't hurt anymore!" Fang Han suddenly sat up and looked at the place where he scratched. He frowned and closed his eyes. After a while, he suddenly opened them, so powerful that there was no trace of trace on his face.
Traces of pain come. "I have erased the trace of pain in my brain."
"Okay, okay..." Yan was very satisfied and threw out a blood pill: "Wipe the wound, but it doesn't matter if you kill the pain. The pain keeps happening. You can't kill it cleanly. You have to kill it.
The spirit of pain is transformed into light clouds and gentle breeze. If you can practice to the point where you can sit in the alchemy furnace, endure the water boiling, and feel like a refreshing breeze, then you have truly reached home. Your spirit can be transformed at will, and by that time you can forget it.
Forget whatever you want, and remember whatever you want to remember. Then there is only the last step left, to transform your spirit into magic power and step into the secret realm of supernatural powers!"
"Then let's practice again!" Fang Han knew that time was tight and hoped to practice more.
"Cultivation is a combination of work and rest. I won't practice today. You can fully understand what you have learned. Come to the Underworld. Those flying yakshas are about to transform into Shura. Look at how I refine weapons and observe the transformation of a flying yaksha.
It will be very helpful for you to become Shura, and the vitality that bursts out from their transformation is also suitable for you to absorb."
As he spoke, Fang Han's entire body was captured in the Huangquan picture. He saw ten huge heart-like cocoons suspended on the Huangquan River.
The ten flying swords such as Silver Snake, Hongyu, and Lingfeng were also inserted in the center of these cocoons.