Mo Di couldn't hold on any longer. His body had been crumbled by Qian Gui, and he could no longer hold on with just his perseverance. He fell down, a ray of setting sun flashed across his eyes, and he completely entered a state of unconsciousness.
"Boy, this may be an opportunity for you. You must keep your spiritual energy alive." The words of the great wizard came into his mind. This was the last voice that Mo Di heard. After that, he seemed to have entered a chaotic world.
In the world, I can no longer hear any sounds, nor can I feel any changes. I don’t know what I look like now or where I am. Even the bone-piercing pain has alleviated a lot. In short, it is just like before Pangu created the world.
Everything is in chaos.
In the haze, Mo Di didn't know how much time had passed, but he felt that he was wrapped in warmth, as if he was soaking in a hot bathtub after being exhausted. This warmth not only nourished the skin, but also moisturized the muscles through the skin.
His bones and meridians, he himself could feel that his body, which was almost torn to pieces by Qian Gui, was being quickly repaired. There was an indescribable feeling of comfort and smoothness all over his body, which almost made him forget all his worries.
Good things never last as long as people want, and waves of pain come over them.
Although some seriously injured parts of Mo Di's body have been repaired, they are not perfect anyway. Just like scars after wound healing, even if the appearance is the same as the surrounding area, the inside is still different after all. These have healed quickly.
There are more or less such scars and boils under the wounds, which seriously hinder the smooth operation of the body's meridians and spiritual energy. As the speed of the spiritual energy circulates faster, this obstruction becomes more and more obvious.
Under the stimulation of the medicinal liquid, the spiritual energy has been trying to break through these scars, but these scars are like dams, unbreakable. One defense and one attack, the two are constantly fighting. One side of the scars is full of spiritual energy, bulging like a ball,
There is a danger of breaking at any time; but one side is empty. Occasionally, some scars are broken through, and it is like a dike bursting, washing the downstream to pieces, but causing more serious injuries.
Mo Di no longer felt any comfort at all, but more of the pain caused by this blockage. The increasingly severe pains completely shattered Mo Di's temporary comfort and comfort just now.
Mo Di was a little panicked. If this continues, his body will be completely destroyed. He is not afraid of death, but is afraid of becoming a useless person who will not live or die. Not only will he not be able to realize his dream, but he will also be ridiculed. It is simply
Life is worse than death.
Mo Di wanted to stop this, but he couldn't control his body at all, or even his consciousness. In desperation, he shouted hard, but no sound was made. Only then did he realize that the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet. He again
The shouting was still the same, no sound was made, and no sound was heard.
Quietness sometimes brings fear to people. Mo Di already had a trace of fear coming out. He struggled hard, but he couldn't even feel it in his own body.
At this time, he was in a void, and he himself was also part of this void.
Facing this boundless emptiness and darkness, a trace of fear began to spread in Mo Di's heart. As this fear spread, the spiritual energy in Mo Di's body became even more scattered, like a butterfly effect, which became more and more intense, and was already on the verge of being uncontrollable.
"Ah, what's wrong with me? Am I going to die?" Mo Di's consciousness gradually blurred, and the shadows of Bai Xiaoxiao, the old dean, and the distant Lone Bamboo Country that he had never met flashed through his mind.
Afterimage.
Suddenly, a strange face slipped into my mind. This face seemed to be that of a middle-aged man, but he was very old. There was no color on his face, some wrinkles had appeared, his beard and hair had turned white, and there were only a pair of shining eyes.
, exuding perseverance and stability that refuses to admit defeat.
Mo Di suddenly woke up. Although this face was unfamiliar, it looked kind and kind. There was clearly a deep expectation and care in his eyes, just like a father looking at his son.
Mo Di felt warm in his heart, tears actually flowed down, and he almost called out "Daddy". How he wished he had a mountain-like father to rely on at this time, because he was only a teenager. But in his body and in his heart
Carrying too many things.
The figure passed by in a flash.
"Ah!" Mo Di stretched out his hand to grab it anxiously, but only caught a piece of nothingness, and there was still a silent darkness all around.
Mo Di slowly took back his hand, full of disappointment...
The boundless darkness unknowingly became much lighter, as if dawn was about to come, and the surrounding area became brighter.
Suddenly, a burst of bright light enveloped the surroundings, instantly driving away all darkness. What followed was a scorching burning, as if falling into a furnace, the temperature rose horribly, and Mo Di's skin quickly charred and burned.
stand up.
All this changed too quickly. Fortunately, Mo Di was awake at this time. If he were unconscious, his spiritual energy would have dissipated in an instant and he would have been burned into nothingness.
Mo Di's eyes were shrouded in dazzling fire, and the pain of being burned had exceeded the original pain. At this time, not only was his skin burning, the fire also penetrated into his body, and his internal organs were also burning.
"Ah!" Mo Di screamed in pain, although no echo could be heard in this empty nothingness.
"Young man, this may be an opportunity for you. You must keep your spiritual energy alive." The words of the great wizard rang in my ears again, and the friendly but unfamiliar face just now also passed through my mind.
Mo Di tried his best to gather his spiritual energy around the foundation-building spirit beads to ensure that the spiritual energy would not dissipate. The spiritual energy was his god, his soul, and his life. As long as the spiritual energy was there, even if the physical body was destroyed, he would still be reborn.
opportunity.
This kind of calcination has been going on. Almost all of Mo Di's skin and flesh have been burned, and the bones have begun to burn. If the body is not broken, it is impossible to be reborn. Mo Di can only survive until the entire body is burned. How long and painful it is.
.If the body cannot be burned out during this period, the spiritual energy will have to guard the remaining body for the rest of his life.
Mo Di encountered this problem at this time. After the last bone tempering, his bones were different from those of ordinary people. Under such a temperature, it would be difficult for the bones to be burned in a short period of time. This requires Mo Di to have superhuman strength.
Perseverance to persist, persist again...
The raging fire has engulfed Mo Di. When the fire is shining, occasionally through the gap of the flame, I can see those eyes that are brighter than the fire. The perseverance remains...
Mo Di gritted his teeth and persisted, persisting, clinging to his spiritual energy. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and it was evaporated into nothingness in an instant.
But how could this kind of calcining pain be endured with perseverance alone? It was not easy for Mo Di to persist for such a long time. This kind of pain began to make him numb, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse.
"Young man, hold on, you must hold on..." The words of the great wizard kept ringing in his ears, and the strange face kept flashing in his mind. This is his current mental support. But, who knows
How long can it last?
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky. The original dazzling firelight lost its color, and the original scorching high temperature was almost worthless. This strong light struck the top of Mo Di's head like lightning, and it contained an unimaginable high temperature. In an instant,
Mo Di was beaten to pieces...
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"Phoenix Nirvana, reborn from the ashes?" Zhao Man'er repeated her grandfather's words, her eyes slowly brightened, "Grandpa, do you mean that Mr. Mo can still live?"
Princess Yangzi also looked at the old pharmacist, her eyes shining with hope.
The old pharmacist stared at the water eggs in front of him and said: "Life is also death, and death is also life."
Princess Yangzi was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and couldn't help but think deeply.
Zhao Man'er was no longer in the mood to think about these Zen words, and asked anxiously: "Grandpa, what is going on, what do you think?"
The old pharmacist pulled his eyes back from the water egg, glanced at Zhao Man'er, and then said: "This time, this kid was very seriously injured. When he was carried back by you, he was only half breathing. He probably died.
It's time to meet me. If someone else had treated him, I'm afraid he wouldn't have survived that night.
However, this kid is indeed unusual. Most people would have died long ago with such an injury. Even if I were to treat him, there would only be half a hope." Having said this, he couldn't help but glance at the water egg again.
The water egg was still spinning at high speed, and there was a white light inside, without any change.
"It took me a lot of effort to save this kid. His bones and muscles were broken, and all his organs were damaged. It would be impossible to save him." At this point, the old pharmacist continued with a rather conceited tone: "
However, for me, this just requires a little more effort, and it’s not something that is impossible to do.”
The old pharmacist paused for a moment, raised his head and sighed, and said: "However, even if he can survive, it will be difficult for him to return to his original appearance. He will more or less be left with some disabilities. It is difficult to round a broken mirror and difficult to cover with water."
Well, no one can change this. These shortcomings are inconvenient to ordinary people.
It will have a huge impact, but for a spiritual practitioner, the impact is not just a little bit. He may be restricted to a certain level. No matter how difficult it is to achieve a higher breakthrough, the spiritual path will remain the same.
Stop, no matter how hard you try, you can't break through the flaws of your body."
"Ah! Grandpa, if this is the case, wouldn't Mr. Mo's life...better than death?" Zhao Man'er's voice became smaller and smaller, until the last words were almost inaudible.
What Zhao Man'er said is indeed the actual situation. As a spiritual practitioner, Mo Di has a mission. If he cannot go further on his spiritual path, it means that all his dreams will come true. Bai Xiaoxiao's hard waiting will make him
The mystery of Mo Di's life experience will not have a good outcome after all. With Mo Di's strong character, life is indeed worse than death.
The old pharmacist nodded and continued: "That's true. Rather than letting him live, it's better to let him die! My old man is also kind-hearted, so I fulfilled his wish!"
Zhao Man'er and Yang Zi both took a breath and looked at the old pharmacist with wide eyes.
The old pharmacist himself said it easily, but to Zhao Man'er, what he said was like a bolt from the blue. Her grandfather actually killed Mo Di with his own hands. How could she accept this? "Grandpa! Why did you do this? Why!"
Her son cried and shouted.
Zhao Maner stood up with a sigh, wiped the tears on her face, and said: "Grandpa, I...I hate you!" After that, she turned around and rushed to the bathtub, shouting: "Mr. Mo, yes
I'm sorry for you, just wait for me!"
Zhao Man'er pounced on the water egg... It all happened so suddenly that it was too late for the old pharmacist to stop her... (To be continued)