One hundred and twentieth nine chapters soul-suppressing curse
In this way, time passed day by day.
Two months passed by in a flash, and Shi Mu also ushered in the second marrow cleansing and marrow transformation of the Rebirth Art.
Although he had been mentally prepared for it, this kind of heart-wrenching pain, which was far beyond the first time, was too much for him even with such a determined and strong character.
Fortunately, he had already reached the fifth level of Celestial Skills, and he was always mobilizing his true energy to protect his meridians, so he finally managed to persevere.
What made him extremely happy was that after the second level of the Reborn Art was completed, his physical strength was greatly improved.
Compared with before practicing the Reborn Art, both strength, speed and physical toughness have increased by about two-thirds.
Shi Mu's confidence greatly increased and he continued to practice to the third level.
However, when he faced marrow cleansing again three months later, he was not as lucky as the previous two times.
In the stone chamber named Kun.
Shi Mu sat cross-legged on the stone bed, with an expression of extreme pain on his face.
His naked upper body was already covered in blood, and his body surface looked as if someone was cutting the muscles inch by inch with a knife. The pores all over his body kept spurting blood, and the blood soaked the stone bed.
At the same time, the bone marrow in his body felt extremely itchy and numb, as if countless ants were gnawing at it.
The pain level this time was almost double that of the last time!
Especially the pain from the soul made Shi Mu almost collapse mentally.
Finally, after holding on to half a stick of incense, his eyes went black and he fainted from the pain on the spot.
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I don't know how long it took, but Shi Mu slowly woke up again and subconsciously wanted to shake his groggy head, but suddenly found that he couldn't move at all.
He was startled when he discovered that there was an extra layer of long white hair on his body. He had suddenly entered the dream again and transformed into the mysterious white ape!
What surprised him was that the place he appeared this time was not the familiar boulder on the top of the cliff, but a huge open space surrounded by a vast forest.
In the forest sea in the distance, each giant tree needs dozens of people to surround it. It is as high as a thousand feet and sinks deep into the vast sea of clouds above like giant pillars.
Suddenly, there was an earth-shaking loud noise, which pulled Shi Mu's consciousness back into the white ape's body.
Only then did he notice that this time the white ape was not practicing the moon-swallowing pose as usual. Instead, most of its body was buried in the soil, with only a furry head exposed.
The surrounding ground with the white ape as the center was densely painted with strange runes and patterns, emitting bursts of dazzling silver light like stars.
These runes and patterns extend in all directions, forming a faintly huge magic circle. The light and shadow are hazy, making it impossible to see clearly the reality of the magic circle.
On both sides of the formation, each stood a yellow-clothed giant who was more than ten feet tall and as tall as a hill. His head was shiny and bald, without a single hair. His facial features were as ugly as those of a ghost, and his muscles all over his body were bulging.
Each is wearing an unusually wide yellow robe with shining silver inscriptions emerging from it.
Both of them had expressionless faces, and each held a large, shiny silver hammer nearly ten feet high. They were hitting somewhere on the edge of the magic circle with a certain rhythm, making an earth-shattering rumble.
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Every time the giant hammer hits the ground, the earth trembles. At the same time, a flash of silver lightning flashes from the surface of the giant hammer into the formation, causing the silver light on the surface of the formation to flash wildly and the light and shadow to shake wildly.
Shi Mu, who was in the center of the magic circle, felt that after the ground around him shook for a while, strange energy enveloped him like cold liquid and kept squeezing it.
As the silver sledgehammer in the hand of the giant in yellow dances faster and faster, the squeezing force brought by the strange energy also increases.
Shi Mu felt his body getting colder and colder, and soon countless strange energy as small as needles penetrated through the pores on the white ape's body,
"Zhizhi"
The white ape bared his teeth and let out a shrill scream.
As soon as these cool and small energies penetrated into the white ape's body, they slowly invaded his internal organs, like countless fine needles pricking him wildly. The pain was indescribable and made Shi Mu miserable.
What's even more frightening is that in Shi Mu's soul, there are also waves of pain that are several times more intense than when he was washing the marrow before he fainted. The pain is so painful that it breaks his heart.
A few dozen feet away from the silver light formation, an old man with long eyebrows and white beard and hair sat cross-legged on a green futon suspended out of thin air.
He glanced at the screaming white ape in the formation, lowered his long eyebrows, made a secret with one hand, and began to recite something in a low voice.
This person is the mysterious old man who taught the White Ape the Moon-Swallowing Style in his dream.
Shi Mu was on the verge of collapse at this time. The intense pain made his consciousness more and more confused. He felt that in just a few breaths, he might not be able to bear it and he would pass out from the pain again.
But at this moment, the inexplicable mantra chanted by the old man suddenly sounded clearly in his ears.
After Bai Yuan heard this, he endured the pain and started chanting in human language with his mouth wide open.
The language used in this spell was very unfamiliar, but when it came to Shi Muer's heart, an extremely familiar feeling arose, as if he had learned it thousands of times.
Something weird happened!
As the white ape transformed by Shi Mu recited the incantation, the pain in his body and soul was instantly reduced by eighty-nine percent. Although the pain was still unbearable, it was not unbearable.
This surprised and delighted Shi Mu. Suddenly, his eyes darkened and he lost consciousness.
The next moment, in the Kun-shaped stone chamber.
Shi Mu's eyes suddenly opened on the bed, and he woke up from his coma.
Before he could move, his head suddenly sank, and a strong feeling of dizziness hit him, followed by a feeling of weakness and weakness in his limbs.
The pain during the marrow cleansing of the third level of the Rebirth Art was completely beyond his expectation. He couldn't help but think of Meng Gu's words in the Blood Meridian Pavilion. Cleansing the menstrual marrow and changing the marrow was indeed the fatal flaw of the Rebirth Art.
But the next moment, his body shook and he noticed some abnormalities in his body.
The strength of his physical body has been greatly improved again, and the cold power in his dantian has increased a lot.
Shi Mu was surprised and happy at the same time.
He actually succeeded in cleaning the marrow for the third time!
Shi Mu's mind immediately began to spin.
His breakthrough this time is most likely related to the new dream that just appeared. The reason should be related to the set of techniques taught by the long-browed old man in the dream that can greatly reduce pain.
Shi Mu racked his brains to recall the mantra chanted by the white ape in his dream, but it was still vague and he could not recall a single word.
He was not willing to give in. After some thought, he jumped off the bed and quickly washed away the blood on his body with the water he had prepared in advance. After changing into clean clothes, he took the meteorite iron sword and headed towards the Rat Nest Stronghold.
Walk outside.
It was late at night and the moon was bright in the sky.
After Shi Mu left the stronghold, he came to a forest on a familiar road.
After confirming that there was nothing unusual around him, he drew out his meteorite black knife, quickly dug a pit in the forest clearing, and jumped in without hesitation.
The right fist instantly became as crystal clear as jade and came out in one blow.
There was a "bang" sound.
The surrounding soil suddenly collapsed, burying him in the blink of an eye, just enough to expose his head.
Shi Mu closed his eyes, and after a moment, he entered the dreamland.
As he expected, the white ape appeared again in the silver light formation. As the giant hammers in the hands of the two giants in yellow came down in turn, a burst of unbearable pain came as expected...
After a while, Shi Mu's body trembled and he woke up from his dream in a cold sweat.
He did not climb out of the pit, but frowned as he recalled the incantation the white ape recited in his dream.
To his disappointment, although his mind was vaguely clearer than before, he still couldn't remember any spells.
Shi Mu gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and fell into a dream again.
In the following time, Shi Mu woke up from the dream over and over again, and entered the dream again and again, listening carefully to the spell chanted by the white ape he transformed into. Although it was extremely painful every time, the impression in his mind was still there.
But it gradually became clearer.
After repeating this for thirty or forty times, he was finally able to barely repeat the strange spell recited by the Dream Ape in his dream.
When he recited the entire spell for the first time, three large silver characters "Soul-Suppressing Curse" appeared in his mind out of thin air.
After Shi Mu woke up from his dream again, he quickly tried to repeat it.
What excites him is that he has indeed been able to master this spell and can recite the Soul-Calming Curse completely in some weird language.
"boom!"
Shi Mu jumped up from the pit, straightened his clothes a little, and walked excitedly towards the stronghold.
The sky was still completely dark, the bright moon was setting in the west, and the shadows of the surrounding trees were dancing, making the light quite dim.
Suddenly, a rustling sound came from a distance, much like the sound of human footsteps.
Shi Mu's expression changed, and he hurriedly hid behind a bush, holding the black meteorite knife in his hand.
The voice gradually became deeper, as if the footsteps were moving towards the distance.
Shi Mu's expression suddenly changed, and after narrowing his eyes, he silently followed in the direction of the sound.
After chasing a distance of several tens of feet, the sound of footsteps suddenly disappeared without a trace.
His eyes flashed and he stopped. His nose suddenly twitched and he smelled a faint smell of blood.
Shi Mu's expression changed. He walked in the direction of the smell and soon came to a pile of rubble. His expression suddenly changed.
I saw a spotted leopard lying in the pile of rocks. It was quite big, almost ten feet long. The fur on its neck was tumbling, and its flesh and blood were blurred. It looked like it had died not long ago.
What shocked Shi Mu was that the leopard's body was obviously shriveled up, as if the essence in his body had been sucked away by something.
Shi Mu was about to take a closer look when, at this moment, a gust of evil wind blew from behind, and a furry black claw clawed at the back of Shi Mu's head.
Shi Mu's face was startled, and he turned around like lightning. His right hand instantly turned into snow-white crystal, and punched out, turning into a ray of white light, and faced him.
The furry claw suddenly turned into a fist, and collided with Shi Mu's fist fiercely.
There was a muffled "bang" sound!
Shi Mu's body trembled and he took a step back.
However, at this moment, he also saw clearly that the one who attacked him was a gray ape monster. The gray fur around its mouth was covered with blood. It was obviously the one that sucked the leopard's blood.
The two fists collided, and the ape monster was knocked away, but it was obviously not injured. It rolled on the ground and immediately got up again. A pair of blood-red eyes looked towards Shi Mu, full of tears.