Yuan Ji looked back at the Kunlun disciples and said: "Fang Zheng helped you and others treat your injuries and illnesses. Logically speaking, he did not agree to enter the Kunlun Tianchi. We cannot force him to do it, but for the sake of safety, he
I, Kunlun, follow the rules and voluntarily enter Tianchi for one day, so we will stay here to guard him for one day."
“I will obey His Majesty’s decree.”
All the disciples responded in unison.
Yuanji said no more.
The cold wind in Kunlun was raging, and Tianchi was even bone-chilling, but to a monk like him, it was nothing.
He just remembered that not long ago, he and others entered Tianchi as a self-punishment... That miserable and painful feeling, even if he thinks about it now, he can't help but feel lingering fear in his heart.
I remembered that Fang Zheng surrendered without hesitation just now.
He felt even more grateful and said that if you don't let Kunlun down, Kunlun will not let you down.
And at this time.
Under the cold pool.
As Fang Zheng fell into it.
Even though he fell into the water, he clearly broke into the boundless ocean of spiritual energy.
Countless icy auras completely surrounded him in an instant... This aura was completely different from the countless auras that Fang Zheng had come into contact with before.
Full of aggression, full of aggressiveness.
As soon as I came into contact.
As if they had independent consciousness, they swarmed crazily towards Fang Zheng's body.
The spiritual energy that is too rich and too pure, to a certain extent, is no less than the true energy of any monk, but its quantity is probably far beyond the peak of the Taoist Huashen, at least
When he first harvested Yun Qianxue, the power he felt from her body was far less than the rich spiritual energy in the cold pool.
Pure ice attribute aura.
With a bone-chilling feeling, it was as if they had suddenly found something capable of parasitizing on their own, and they were clinging to Fang Zheng crazily, as if they wanted to press his whole body into their bodies and completely crush him to pieces.
Fang Zheng suddenly understood.
No wonder Yuanji said before that although being in this cold pool was of great benefit to his cultivation, all the Kunlun disciples, including Yuanji and others, were all famous and changed their faces.
This spiritual energy is indeed very beneficial to the body, but the amount is too large, and it is too active. It is like forcefully opening the mouth and mouth, and pouring the spiritual energy into the body desperately.
Fang Zheng once heard that in a certain uncivilized barbarian land, in order to obtain delicious foie gras, they desperately stuffed the bodies of the white geese with food, completely ignoring their hunger and satiety.
That kind of pain...
Just thinking about it makes me shudder.
And what's the difference between entering this cold pool and those big white geese?
In particular, these spiritual energies are extremely cold, and when they reach their origin, they can almost freeze a person's essence, and the pain is even worse.
Come on...you can support the others. If you can support me, it's your fault.
Fang Zheng closed his eyes and fully displayed his original consciousness.
He no longer uses his body to receive these spiritual energy, but only uses his body as a transit station. All the spiritual energy that enters the body is absorbed by the World Tree in an instant.
The original branches and leaves of the World Tree in the body stretch out, and the tiny nuclear warheads hanging on the branches like fruits buzz and tremble.
He could clearly detect the joyful aura of the World Tree.
Joy like never before...
It seems that this violent yet pure aura is exactly what it likes.
Only this time, the more than thirty nuclear bombs hanging on the World Tree did not produce any additional output. Instead, these small nuclear bombs began to grow gradually...
It's like a fruit growing slowly.
And this process of growing up has been accelerated countless times.
Fang Zheng let out a long breath. When he first entered the cold pool, his body did feel an extremely cold feeling, just like what he felt when he and Liusu first set foot here thousands of years ago.
The feeling of cold spiritual energy entering the body.
Even after thousands of years, the spiritual energy has been exhausted.
But this feeling of coldness is hundreds of thousands times stronger than it was thousands of years ago.
"Come on, the World Tree is the source of spiritual energy for a lifetime. I don't believe you can fill up the World Tree as well."
As the World Tree began to absorb spiritual energy, Fang Zheng's previous cold feeling gradually disappeared.
Soak quietly in the water.
It feels icy and cool, just like winter swimming. Except for the biting cold at the beginning, the rest is warm and comfortable.
Fangzheng opened his mouth, and a string of bubbles gurgled up.
And as you enter the state of internal breathing...
Even that suffocating feeling is gone.
In other words, is it enough to rest underwater for a day?
Fangzheng was floating in the cold pool water, not moving... just sinking slowly.
The further down you go.
The stronger the aura is.
If anyone else had noticed that the aura below was getting stronger and stronger, they would probably have to desperately struggle to swim up... After all, how could they dare to sink when it was already unbearable.
But Fang Zheng was different. Others were afraid to avoid spiritual energy. His World Tree was almost endless. When these spiritual energy entered his body, all of it turned into the nutrition of the World Tree.
one day?
Fang Zheng has already begun to consider, should I rest here for three days?
In this way, when facing Yuanji and others, he could explain that he felt guilty, so he had to enjoy the water for three days... No, he had to punish himself for three days before he could feel at ease.
I just don’t know if this spiritual energy is endless.
What if my world tree is sucked out...
Thinking about it, Fangzheng continued to sink.
Heavy water pressure gradually came on.
Suddenly.
That light body suddenly sank, as if it had sunk to the bottom...
It's as if the body has penetrated a thin layer of membrane as it continues to penetrate deeper.
The texture of the body suddenly returned.
I even... began to feel the presence of air.
"Why don't you see Fang Zheng showing up?"
Yuan Zhen frowned and looked at the Kunlun Tianchi where not even a single bubble appeared after descending from Fangzheng. A somewhat solemn look appeared in his eyes and said, "Didn't we tell him that there is too much spiritual energy in it, and the further down, the more...
The more abundant you are, if you want to suffer as little torture as possible, you should try to float yourself as high as possible?"
"It goes without saying that this kind of thing can be detected just by the body, right?"
Yuan Qing worriedly asked: "Is it because he was embarrassed to show his face in front of us, so he forced himself on the bottom? Or maybe he felt guilty, so he deliberately made himself suffer the maximum pain?"
"Wait, if he can't bear it, he will come up."
Yuanji said: "This place is quite beneficial to your physique. The greater the pain you suffer, the more benefits you will get. Anyway, your life will not be in danger."
"That's right, just wait."
The three of them sat down cross-legged.
I closed my eyes and rested my mind.
And at this time.
Under Tianchi Cold Pool, further down...
In the boundless water flow, under the ocean that is almost astonishingly rich.
It is actually a land without water.
And the violent and cold spiritual energy before disappeared without a trace.
Fang Zheng lay quietly.
Looking above...
It was a piece of white water, obviously without any obstruction, but they seemed to be separated by glass, floating above their heads. The layer that cut off the water flow was like an invisible barrier. Not to mention the water flow, not even the spiritual energy could come down.
.
Below Tianchi Hantan.
It's actually a place...
An extremely vast stone chamber.
The stone chamber without a roof, or rather the roof of the stone chamber, is actually the bottom of Tianchi Hantan.
Fang Zheng, who was lying on the ground, slowly stood up and looked around for a while. A slight sparkle appeared in his eyes, and he murmured: "Is this called a village with dark flowers and bright flowers?"