Xie Youran's eyes were still closed and lay flat under the ancient tree, but she no longer had the fragility that was nearly transparent and broken when touched. She looked no different from ordinary people, and the vitality that was faintly emitted on her body was becoming more and more abundant.
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"Senior, you can start." In the early morning, Gu Fenghua woke up from his sleep, adjusted his breath for a moment, and then said to the old man.
Beside him, Luo Enen and others also stood up, looking at the old man with a thrill of spirit, with a calm expression.
No matter how inhuman torture and pain are, after more than two months of adaptation, they can gradually get used to it, or be numb. Moreover, after more than two months of pulse and marrow cleaning, their physique is compared to what they have just entered.
When it is in the abyss of heaven, it is dozens or even hundreds of times stronger, and its ability to withstand pain has also been greatly improved, and it is no longer as painful as it was at the beginning.
"No need." The old man waved his hand and said.
"No need?" Everyone looked at the old man in confusion.
"The pulse and marrow cleaning have been done almost. If you continue, there will not be much benefit. You just suffer in vain." The old man said.
"Oh." Gu Fenghua and others responded.
Finally, I can stop suffering. I should have been happy, but for some reason, I felt a little disappointed.
It's strange, how could I be disappointed? Did the pain and pain become a habit? One day I suddenly stopped feeling pain but felt that I couldn't lift my spirits - simply put, I was just a shame? Or, I wanted to continue to rush like this
The pulse is washed away and the marrow is constantly improving? Gu Fenghua and others can't figure out what kind of mood this is.
"You friend should wake up, too, it's a lot earlier than I expected." The old man ignored what they were thinking and continued.
Gu Fenghua and others were excited and did not care about random thoughts, so they turned their heads and looked at Xie Youran.
Although Xie Youran was still in a deep sleep at this time, her face was rosy and she looked no different from a normal saint. Her surging vitality was no less than them, which made people secretly amazed. But it was uneasy.
Yes, his face was full of pain, and Yingting's face was even twisted by the pain.
"What's wrong with Youran?" Luo Enen asked worriedly.
In the past two months, although Xie Youran has not been able to wake up, she has a peaceful expression. Why has she suddenly become so painful?
"He was induced by the weapon and suffered from the fire of the body and burning the soul. It was fine before his soul was almost destroyed. At this time, his soul recovered and gradually awakened, and he would naturally think of those sufferings." The old man replied, looking at thanking him.
There was a little pity in Lei Ran's eyes.
Hearing his explanation, Gu Fenghua and others felt sore, and there was another burst of Qi Ran.
"But this is also his opportunity. If it weren't for this, if he wanted to cut off his meridians and marrow, he would have to break the meridians and bones like you. With his cultivation, he might not be able to withstand it." The old man said.
After hearing what he said, Gu Fenghua and others felt much better. There must be something to lose, but there will be something to lose. No matter what, Xie Youran finally did not suffer in vain.
After comforting everyone, the old man stopped talking and slowly made a handprint.
In an instant, the Qianqiu Xuexiao in the air was filled with glory. The mysterious spiritual power turned into raindrops, but it was no longer as gentle as before, but was injected into Xie Youran's pulse like a pouring rain.
This time, even without concentrating the mind and observing it carefully, you can feel the fluctuations of the mind in every raindrop. Not only Gu Fenghua and Liu Sanjue, Zhong Lingxiu and others, but even Luo Enen and Fang Tianyou could see it.