Fortune Teller

Poof!

With a slight sound, the cage of thoughts was broken.

The ancestor of the Red Scales returned his mind and body to his physical body, and at the same time, it was time for half a cup of tea.

Cang Hong and Cang Yue were still undergoing a test of will. Their whole bodies were filled with faint forbidden fluctuations, and no living being could touch or attack them.

"With the help of Kun Zizi, I also swallowed a Yuanling Jiyi Pill in advance. My mind and will improved three times in a short period of time, so I can pass the test of will. You two... will never succeed."

Even so, he kept staring at Cang Hong and Cang Yue until they were restrained from being sent out of the stone space and disappeared without a trace.

"The Cang Yan clan's lackeys are finally out."

"Cherish your life...just wait, I'm coming to find you."

The eyes of the Scarlet Scale Ancestor flashed with cold light, and murderous intent surged like a tide.

…

The secret realm of time and space.

Gu Xiuyun was sitting cross-legged, practicing with his eyes closed.

The flow of time here is eight thousand times faster than in normal space. Compared to normal space, two sticks of incense are only a snap of the fingers.

Long before the Red Scale Ancestor woke up, he had already ended the test.

"If nothing else, the Red Scale Palace and the Cangyan clan have been expelled, and I am the only one left in the Ziyang Courtyard... Even if they pass the test, they have nothing to do with me."

Gu Xiuyun said to himself calmly.

To him, the treasures in Ziyang Villa were meaningless. The weakest stone space was guarded by Jie Zun-level alien beasts, and it was impossible for him to break through.

The only value is the secret realm of time and space.

"Eight thousand times the flow rate, I have 24,000 years. I should be able to understand most of the rules of time. If I'm lucky, I might be able to understand the entire origin of time. By then, I can try to overcome the tribulation of cause and effect. "

If it were someone else, even if they understood the rules of the path of life, they would not dare to easily overcome the disaster.

But he is different. The twisted rules of fate are the best at fighting. Even if he is inferior in the material way, he can still make up for it, not to mention he has the true form of martial arts.

As for the improvement of the soul... the life core essence liquid of the desert source beast is enough.

…

at this time.

A violent breath swept in from the edge of space.

boom!

The bloody aura filled the heaven and earth, filling up the entire space. Every breath was like poisonous snakes and ants, drilling into the depths of Gu Xiuyun's flesh and blood along his pores.

"what happened?"

Gu Xiuyun quickly activated the void realm, and the thunder and fire magical powers and the twisting rules of fate were also activated.

But only a moment later.

All power was annihilated, and the entire body was enveloped by countless bloody auras like snakes, insects, rats, and ants, including the soul of the sea of ​​​​consciousness. No part of it was not sealed.

"Gu Ximing, you are fine!"

"Ever since I entered the Nine Difficulties, no one has dared to speak nonsense in front of me. You are the first one. Okay, very good."

Poof!

There was a crashing sound.

Part of Gu Xiuyun's physical body was instantly annihilated. Strangely, part of his soul also dissipated, and the heartbreaking pain seeped into the depths of his mind.

"Red... red scale... ancestor."

Gu Xiuyun gritted his teeth and veins popped out on his forehead.

It stands to reason that a practitioner's physical injuries have little impact on the mind, and as a being in the concentration state, his will is already strong enough, so why would he care about small physical injuries?

But for some reason, the pain was ten thousand times more intense than before. From the skin and flesh to the internal organs, even the eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and soul were trembling, and his mind and will were no exception.

"How do you feel? The Wuyang Sect's unique Soul-Securing Heart-Eating Technique is specially used to torture practitioners. In my spare time, I have studied it for a few days and only reached the second level. But it should be enough to torture you... "

Poof!

Another voice came.

Ten thick blood-colored steel needles pierced into Gu Xiuyun's fingernails. The pain was so piercing that his scalp exploded and several teeth in his mouth were bitten to pieces.

This pain is no less than the pain caused by the karma and the divine power of destiny.

At that point, he could choose to fall into a coma.

But now, facing the Red Scale Ancestor, he must stay awake, otherwise God knows what the other party will do.

"How did the old ghost with red scales know that I'm here? The test of will has just passed. Counting the time, it's only been seven or eight days outside. How did he find out?"

Gu Xiuyun endured the severe pain in his body and soul and thought in his heart.

"Be silent. It seems that I have underestimated you. The destiny system is indeed a superior Taoist method. Your mind and will are indeed much tougher than those of your peers." The old man in blood-robed sneered, "It doesn't matter. There are twenty-seven paths in the Red Scale Palace. Punishment, there are eighty-one punishments in Wuyang Sect, I will let you feel them one by one, and cooperate with the Soul-Securing Heart-Eating Technique so that you can enjoy it."

A green vine whip streaked across the void.

Shit!

The vine whip was covered with sharp thorns, leaving clear blood marks on Gu Xiuyun's body. Each sharp thorn was coated with a special venom, which bit into the bones and made the pain a hundred times more severe.

Creak!

Gu Xiuyun's entire jaw was sunken, and the severe pain caused him to unconsciously bite all the teeth in his mouth, and his face was completely distorted.

This kind of pain is beyond the level of mortals.

If pain can kill, the pain he felt at this moment was a hundred times more intense, and this was just the beginning of the first punishment.

The old man in blood-robed mouth had a serious look on his face, and he waved his vine whip again and again.

"Cherish your life, I don't believe that your will can be so strong that you are not afraid of all pain. When you can't hold on any longer, that's when I will use the Soul Draining Technique to destroy your mind and control your soul and will. At that time, You are my puppet.”

The Red Scale Ancestor whispered in his heart.

As a master at the pinnacle of the Nine Difficulties Realm, how could he lower himself to torture a junior?

Even if the other party plays tricks on you, just kill them directly.

His real purpose... was to turn Gu Xiuyun into a walking zombie like Chu Yuan, and then use other secret techniques to forcibly control the opponent.

Gu Xiuyun now has no value to him.

All sixty-eight stone slabs were broken open, and the formation restrictions were swept away, leaving only the last layer of illusion. Whether Gu Xiuyun was intact or not was no longer important.

As long as you can reach the void barrier alive and kill the illusion, you can enter the weapon rack and take out the dry sign.

"Well……"

The repeated beatings with the vine whip made Gu Xiuyun extremely painful, but the old man in blood robe showed no sign of stopping. Except for occasionally using his divine power to repair his body and soul, he spent the rest of the time in torture.

One hundred and eight punishments lasted for two months.

In the space, Gu Xiuyun's whole body was twisted, and every part of his hands, feet, and head was incomplete. Countless punishment marks were deeply engraved deep in his flesh and blood. From his internal organs to his muscles, bones, skin, and flesh, even every joint was covered with bloody ants.

"You actually managed to hold on? Could it be that this junior has already started trying to refine his mind?" The Red Scale Ancestor frowned.

One hundred and eight punishments, each one aimed at a venerable-level practitioner, combined with the Soul-Locking Heart-Eating Technique, can be described as extremely painful.

This kind of pain can no longer be resisted by understanding the rules of the way of life. This is pure torture, which can only be resisted by one's own will.

"No, it's impossible. You won't start tempering your will until you reach the peak of the Condensation Realm. This junior has only been practicing for a long time. He is at the middle stage of the Condensation Realm at most. How can he try to refine his will?" The old man in blood robe shook his head secretly.

There are two ways to improve your mind and will.

The first is to understand the way of life, and the second is to temper the will.

In the early stage of the cultivation path, there is no need to temper the will. As long as you understand the Taoism of the living beings, the will will continue to grow, but there is a limit to the improvement of the mind and will.

The mind of a practitioner is like a bucket.

By understanding the way of life, you can make more and more water in the bucket. One day, the water will overflow. At that time, the wooden board will be reinforced to compress the water flow and make the water in the bucket more dense.

This is the artistic conception of refining.

Refining artistic conception is a pure tempering of will.

Some people will experience life and death battles again and again, sharpening their will between life and death...

Some people will go through various punishments and pain to sharpen their will...

There are also some people who will read countless classics, experience hardships in the world of mortals, and walk in the world...

No matter which method is used, the strength of the will can be increased to withstand more rules of the living being, until the rules are perfected and become a law-sustaining realm.

Among the countless methods, punishment and torture are undoubtedly the fastest and most effective, and also the most painful. Only a very small number of practitioners can persist, and most of them cannot even last two or three months.

The Wuyang Sect's Soul-Locking and Heart-Eating Technique was also created to refine the artistic conception.

However, this magic technique was now used on Gu Xiuyun, becoming a weapon for the old man in blood-robed torment.

"You actually persisted for two months. I do underestimate you. It doesn't matter. We have more time. Eight thousand times the flow rate, twenty-four thousand years. I want to see how long you can last?"

"One day, you will have a breakdown and become a walking zombie."

The old man in blood-robed raised his hand, and a dozen poisonous needles with a faint green luster appeared in his palm.

Poof!

A poisonous needle penetrated deep into Gu Xiuyun's fingernail along the seam of his fingernail.

Immediately afterwards, the old man in blood robe struck again, and the second poisonous needle directly penetrated Gu Xiuyun's left eye.

Blood flowed from the depths of his pupils.

Even the torture of refining the artistic conception is far less than one percent of what it is now, because the Red Scale Ancestor is not tempering Gu Xiuyun at all, he is destroying Gu Xiuyun's mind and will, turning him into a walking corpse.

Every punishment was extremely harsh.