As Gu Qingxi stabbed him with the needle, every meridian in his body seemed to be broken, every bone seemed to be ground into powder, and even his soul seemed to be torn into pieces.
If that was the case, it would be fine. If his meridians were broken, his bones were shattered, and
his soul was scattered, he would be dead, and he would no longer have to endure this inhuman torture. But the broken meridians and bones were still connected, and his soul was not really scattered. He couldn't die even if he wanted to.
Not only could he not die, but his spiritual sense became more acute than ever before, and his feeling of pain was twice, twice, or even ten times clearer than before.
At this moment, he finally knew what it meant to be worse than death, and what it meant to be unable to live or die.
Compared with such pain, his previous self-mutilation method of hard work was as easy as a child playing house.
At this time, let alone the jade bottle used to hold the painkillers, even if it was a stone bottle or an iron bottle, he would bite it to pieces and swallow the pills in it as quickly as possible.
Xiao Ningyuan and Xiao Yutang looked at each other again: Who said just now that they would keep these pills for the master first and return them to the master later without missing a single one?
It turns out that medicine can be taken carelessly, but words cannot be said carelessly. If you talk too much, you will be slapped in the face.
In the hall, screams continued to sound, but relying on the healing pills made by Gu Qingxi himself, Xiao Changfeng still persevered.
It was not like what Gu Qingxi was most worried about, that he could not bear the pain and his mind was confused, or his mind was directly broken.
As her silver needles pierced one by one, the meridians and bones in Xiao Changfeng's body were broken again and again, but with the operation of the laws of heaven and earth, they were repaired again and again, becoming stronger than before.
His spiritual roots, which had been gradually withering, also swayed lightly, like a dead tree in spring, and were full of vitality again.
"My Lord, this, this is..." The boundless pain gradually receded like the sea water at low tide. Xiao Changfeng finally noticed the changes in himself. He looked at Gu Qingxi with surprise and ecstasy.
"This is the magic of the art of destiny. Cutting the meridians and washing the marrow can change fate." Gu Qingxi put away the silver needle and said.
"Thank you, my Lord, thank you, my Lord!" Xiao Changfeng could no longer suppress his excitement and bowed to Gu Qingxi with tears.
Cutting the meridians and washing the marrow to change fate is secondary. The key is that he finally escaped from the sea of suffering and no longer had to endure the inhuman torture.
Looking at Gu Qingxi in front of him, Xiao Changfeng actually had a feeling of escaping death.
"Don't rush to thank me. While the cutting of the meridians and washing the marrow has just succeeded, immediately break through. This is your best chance, and it may also be your only chance in this life." Gu Qingxi helped Xiao Changfeng up and said solemnly.
Xiao Changfeng woke up as if from a dream. He quickly collected his mind, sat cross-legged, and practiced according to the method taught by Gu Qingxi.
Xiao Ningyuan and Xiao Yutang breathed a sigh of relief. They were terrified when they heard the old ancestor's screams. They were afraid that the old ancestor would not be able to hold on and die in pain in front of them.
Later, the two did not even dare to turn their heads to look at him again.
Fortunately, the old ancestor survived in the end.
"Elder Xiao, your cultivation has been stuck in the middle stage of fusion for quite a few years, right?
Although generally speaking, the more solid the foundation of cultivation, the further you can go in the future, but it is not a good thing if you miss the best age for breakthrough.
While the formation is still there, I can also help you condense your spiritual roots and break through the bottleneck as soon as possible to advance to the late stage of fusion." Gu Qingxi said to Xiao Ningyuan.
After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment and looked at Xiao Yutang again: "And Yutang, your aptitude is actually not bad, but the potential of your spiritual roots has not yet been brought into play.
As long as you persevere, you will have great hope of advancing to the state of transcending tribulation, or even to the state of Mahayana in the future, but you will have to take a lot of detours. I can help you so that your future cultivation path will be more stable and smooth."
"What, Master (Qingxi), what did you say!" Xiao Ningyuan and Xiao Yutang both trembled all over, and their faces turned pale with fear.
Look at the ancestors, what have they been "tortured" by Gu Qingxi?
Although they have also been tempered a little, can they be compared with the ancestors who have practiced hard for thousands of years?
Even the ancestors were screaming in agony, and if they fell into Gu Qingxi's hands, it would be a miracle if they could survive.
As demon cultivators, the Great Elder Xiao and the Second Young Master Xiao were once proud of their iron bodies and iron wills, but at this time, the two were more humble than ever before.
"It's not as painful as you think. Just hold on and it will pass." Gu Qingxi knew what they were worried about and said comfortingly.
Tsk! You just told the ancestor that it was just "some" pain, but ask yourself, is it really just "some" pain?
It will pass if you hold on, and it will pass when you die.
In short, even if Gu Qingxi said a lot, they would never believe a word.
"Master (Qingxi) is kind, we are very grateful, but we still want to practice step by step on our own, so we don't need you to worry about it." Xiao Ningyuan and Xiao Yutang said firmly.
"Okay, you can practice on your own if you want." Seeing that the two were unwilling to do so, Gu Qingxi did not force them.
Xiao Ningyuan and Xiao Yutang's talents and potential have not been exhausted, and the art of destiny cannot be used on them, so she can only help them avoid some detours. What realm they can reach in the future depends on themselves.
Besides, it is not wrong to practice by oneself step by step. A little more frustration and a little more ups and downs may be more beneficial to their future practice. It is not necessary to force the growth of seedlings.
Without saying more, Gu Qingxi took out five Qingyuan Liuli fruits and handed them to Ye Wuchen.
Although she had just arranged the formation and performed acupuncture, it was mainly Ye Wuchen who controlled the formation. Whether it was spiritual power or consciousness, his consumption was greater than hers.
"It's enough for me to take one. You can keep the others for yourself. You still have Master and Senior Brother, and by the way, Kong and Xia Tian." Ye Wuchen took a Qingyuan Liuli fruit and returned the rest to Gu Qingxi.
"Well." Gu Qingxi certainly would not be polite with Ye Wuchen. Hearing this, he took back the Qingyuan Liuli fruits.
They each ate a Qingyuan Liuli fruit, sat cross-legged, and concentrated on practicing.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered from all directions, flowing into the Dantian along the meridians, and then into the golden elixir. Along with it came the killing intent left in the Devil Heart Pond by the powerful men of the Xiao family.
In the golden elixir, invisible sword intent and knife energy fell like raindrops.
Two little girls with bright eyes, white teeth, and fair makeup, who looked somewhat similar to Gu Qingxi, stood up suddenly, waved their chubby little fists, and fearlessly faced the ruthless sword intent and knife energy.
But they were too weak. In just a moment, their delicate bodies were scratched again and again, and their figures gradually became illusory.
The pain from the soul poured into her mind, and Gu Qingxi's body couldn't help but tremble.
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