Chapter 555 Chapter 557 Choice
Rong Xianxian left Ning Qingyun's sea of consciousness and returned to her body. She was still terrified when she thought of the lightning just now. What on earth was that? Lightning and thunderbolts are things that specifically attack souls. The sea of consciousness is where souls reside, so how could there be lightning?
After she returned to her body, she checked the state of her soul and found that although the pain was unbearable at the time, her soul was actually not damaged.
Rong Xianxian took a soul-fixing pill and performed the soul-transferring technique again.
When she was struck by the lightning before, she vaguely saw a round disk in the area where the lightning was dense. It seemed to be the Sky-Splitting Disk that had disappeared before. The Sky-Splitting Disk was originally Ning Qingyun's magic weapon, so it was not surprising that it entered his body. Rong Xianxian guessed that Ning Qingyun's disappeared soul might be in the Sky-Splitting Disk.
After this soul transfer, Rong Xianxian went straight to the compass surrounded by electric light.
Inside the Sky-Splitting Disk, Ning Qingyun asked the white-haired old man for advice on how to return to his original form.
"This is exactly what I want to tell you. Your body was injured by the heavenly punishment thunder, and the thunder ball is entrenched in your sea of consciousness. Your soul is immortal, and the thunder ball is immortal. If you return to your body at this moment, your spirit and soul will be consumed bit by bit by the thunder until your soul is scattered." The white-haired old man sighed.
"It is also possible that you will choose to end your life before the moment your soul is torn apart. After all, no one can endure the pain of soul refining." He looked at Ning Qingyun with a compassionate look on his face.
"Then when can I return to my original form?" Before Ning Qingyun lost consciousness, he remembered that no matter how he dodged, he could not avoid the fist-sized golden thunder ball. The thunder ball was like a leech attached to his bones, striking straight into his brain. The pain was so excruciating that it was unbearable.
“If you still want to live, returning to your original body is impossible. Continuing to practice as a soul in the Sky-Splitting Disk is your only way to survive.” The white-haired old man said, stroking his beard.
"Then how long will it take me to practice before I can escape from the Sky-Splitting Disk and return to my body?" Although Ning Qingyun's soul was in the Sky-Splitting Disk, he could still vaguely feel that the Sky-Splitting Disk should be in his body at this moment.
Perhaps when his soul has been cultivated to a certain level he will no longer be afraid of thunder.
"That thunder is designed to defeat you. As long as it is in your body, no matter how powerful your soul is, you cannot escape the thunder." The white-haired old man seemed to have seen through Ning Qingyun's thoughts and ruthlessly shattered his thoughts.
"Time is almost up. I can't hold on for much longer with this distraction. To make a long story short, the Sky-Splitting Disk is a divine weapon. Although it is inherently defective, it is still a treasure. You are lucky to be the owner of the Sky-Splitting Disk. The spiritual energy in the fairy world is prosperous and has bred countless natural treasures. Only by coming here can your problem be solved."
"The Sky-Splitting Disk was made by our sect's forefather, and a summoning formation was left in the sect. As long as you, the owner of the device, cooperate with my main body to cast the spell, I can recall the Sky-Splitting Disk to the Fairyland, and your soul will come to the Fairyland with the Sky-Splitting Disk. Then I can find a suitable body for you and help you take over another body and start over." Although the white-haired old man spoke in a steady tone, Ning Qingyun still heard a sense of urgency between his words.
"Once I go there, when can I come back?" Ning Qingyun asked with a frown.
"If your practice goes smoothly, perhaps it will only take a few hundred years for you to come back." The white-haired old man said carefully.
"Then I won't go. Please go back, senior." Ning Qingyun said decisively.
The future situation on Earth is not optimistic. Xianxian and the children are in such a dangerous environment. It is unknown how far they can go on the path of cultivation. It may take hundreds of years. By then, it is unknown whether Xianxian and the children will still be alive. Even if he can really come back by then, where should he find them?
"Are you worried that you won't be able to find a suitable host in the fairy world? Don't worry, I can swear to help you find a suitable host." The figure of the white-haired old man began to blur, and his tone of voice became more and more urgent.
"If I abandon my body, I will no longer be complete. It is against the will of heaven for a lonely ghost to occupy someone else's body!" What if Xianxian doesn't recognize him? As long as he can see Xianxian again, he will accept it even if he has to endure the pain of soul refining.
“Practice is against the will of heaven. If you mind taking over other people’s bodies, as long as you are strong inside and can endure loneliness, you can directly cultivate into a spiritual body in the Sky-Splitting Plate and then go to the Source Creek to be reborn into a physical body.” said the white-haired old man.
"No need, senior." Ning Qingyun refused.
According to what this senior said, he was able to return after hundreds of years, which meant everything went smoothly and he took a shortcut. If he could endure the loneliness and cultivate into a spiritual body, that would take thousands of years.
“If you are unwilling to give up your original body, you will only end up dead. Don’t expect to return to your original body to continue practicing. Your original body’s Dantian is destroyed, the Qi bridge collapses, and the spiritual energy is leaking. It cannot support the operation of the Sky-Splitting Disk at all. Once you start practicing, the innate essence of this physical body will be consumed quickly, and it will decay before long.” The white-haired old man spoke faster and faster.
Ning Qingyun remained silent.
"You are now in a new realm with thin spiritual energy and scarce resources. It is difficult for practitioners to advance. The realm is unstable and changeable, and practitioners face many dangers. It will take at least tens of thousands of years for the realm to grow into a mature realm of cultivation. In this environment, you will not be able to find a way to reshape your Dantian. If you miss this opportunity, you will only have a few years left to live!" The figure of the white-haired old man was almost transparent.
In other words, if his Dantian can be reshaped and his body can continue to practice, he may be able to suppress the thunder. Ning Qingyun heard a hint of implication in the old man's words.
"Life or death depends on your decision! I'll give you a day to think about it. I will use the summoning technique at this time tomorrow. I hope you will make a wise choice then." After the white-haired old man finished speaking, his figure completely disappeared.
"Ah", Rong Xianxian was struck by the golden lightning again and couldn't help but cry out in pain.
She gritted her teeth and tried dozens of times, trying to enter the Sky Rift Plate to find out what was going on, but she was never successful.
"Huh", Rong Xianxian suddenly felt relieved. The many tiny electric lights that were originally wrapped around her suddenly disappeared. The lightning that was originally scattered around the Sky-Splitting Disk gathered into a golden thunder ball, hanging right above the Sky-Splitting Disk, ready to go.
Rong Xianxian's heart was beating fast. She stared at the direction where the thunder ball was aimed with wide eyes, and saw a white ball of light flying out from the sky-ripping disk. The golden thunder ball pounced towards the white ball of light fiercely like a shark that smelled blood.
(End of this chapter)
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