Fortune Teller

Creak!

Gu Xiuyun couldn't remember how many times he had broken his teeth.

The repeated tortures made his consciousness more and more fragile, and his mind and will were once again on the verge of collapse.

"Can't die, I can't die."

"My will is like ice...these pains are like the breeze blowing on my face. No matter how much he tortures me, I will remain unmoved."

Gu Xiuyun tried various methods in his mind.

Recall past experiences and use family, wine, and food to resist pain...

Visualize a square mountain and imagine that you are an eternal mountain to resist pain...

Hypnotize yourself and treat everything as an illusion...

But no matter which one, the pain is always real.

Just one or two days, ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years... the endless pain is enough to make people go completely crazy.

This is no longer refining one's mind, this is pure torture.

Gu Xiuyun even felt that he would die from pain at any time. Yes, pain - it can also kill people.

"It hurts so much, I really want to die... No, I can't die, I have to skin the old red-scaled ghost and eat his flesh."

"Miss Yan..."

"Girl..."

In the endless pain, Gu Yue and Yan Suqing flashed through the depths of Gu Xiuyun's mind again and again. In the past, he had always regarded cultivation as his foundation.

The love between children is just a joke!

As a member of the Destiny clan, we have long looked down upon joys and sorrows. Whether we love them or hate them, they will eventually return to dust and dust to dust.

Gu Xiuyun has always been a god, aloof, overlooking the world.

But now, he longed to see Gu Yue and Yan Suqing, and the endless pain also gave rise to endless longing.

He is truly like a mortal, with desires, expectations, and obsessions.

"I really want...I really want...to see you..."

"So tired, so painful."

"If I can see you again before I die, it will be worth it..."

Every thought is an obsession, supporting the last strength of the mind and will.

Only at this moment did Gu Xiuyun realize Ji Wenshan's mood.

Ji Wenshan never lived for himself.

When he was young, it was because of his parents' hatred; after he set out on the path of spiritual practice, it was because he would not embarrass his master; later, he did it because he wanted to protect the justice in his heart.

There are thousands of such people in the world.

How many people live in pain in this world just for their parents, wives, and children... Every day, they go out early and come back late, reluctant to give up a penny, just to make their families live a better life.

Isn't this an obsession for survival?

The endless pain made Gu Xiuyun truly feel like a human being, not only living for himself, but also for the people he missed, the people he wanted to see, the people he loved...

…

Seventeen thousand years passed in extreme pain.

Even Gu Xiuyun himself couldn't understand, how could he sustain it for so long?

For seventeen thousand years, I have been tortured by unimaginable pain every day, without end, without stopping, round after round, over and over again.

What supports him is no longer the belief in living, but the desire for obsession.

Finally, the mind and will transformed again.

The will like ice and stone became more dense, and even its essence changed, as if it was reorganizing its structure, from ordinary soil to steel and diamond.

"The pain has finally eased a little."

Gu Xiuyun's mind gradually returned to calmness, but he understood that there would be a next time, because only seventeen thousand years had passed.

The Crimson Scale Ancestor's Soul-Locking Heart Devouring Technique has four levels.

Now it has only reached the third level.

Once the fourth stage comes and the pain increases tenfold again, can he still hold on? It really depends on God’s will.

"I can feel that my mind and will have turned into a blade, which is comparable to dark iron and fine steel. Pure will can distort space and form a space wind blade."

"This should be the late stage of refining the artistic conception!"

"One step further is the legendary Fa Sui Realm."

From refining the artistic conception to the Dharma Suiting Realm, tempering one's will is one aspect, and understanding the rules of the life path is also another aspect. Only when both of them are perfect can the Dharma Suiting Realm be achieved.

Dharma Suijing is not so much a state as it is a state.

Once you reach that level, there is no way forward. You must either break through to the mind-only state and truly step into the ranks of the Supreme, or you may stay at the level of the Nine Difficulties forever.

Between the Dharma Sui State and the Only Mind State, there is no magic formula, nor any level of evolution, only a moment of sudden enlightenment and breakthrough.

As for Gu Xiuyun, although he lacks a lot in terms of rules, in terms of pure will, he has reached the late stage of refining the artistic conception.

Seventeen thousand years of extreme torture is no joke.

"According to the records in the three chapters of Gui Zang, among the above four realms, refining the realm is the most time-consuming. It requires long years of accumulation and tempering. It can range from hundreds of millions of years to dozens of Taoist years. I only spent ten thousand years. After seven thousand years, we will enter the later stage.”

"I really don't know whether to be happy or angry."

Gu Xiuyun had mixed feelings in his heart.

If he had a choice, he would never choose this path. Even if he did choose it, he would definitely not be able to stick to it.

After all, suffering to such an extent is no longer tempering, but torture to death.

Every moment, his mind is on the verge of collapse. Once he collapses, he will turn into a walking zombie with no possibility of recovery.

This pain lasted for seventeen thousand years.

"I hope the old ghost with red scales can't figure out the final method, at least before the three-year deadline comes. In that case, I still have a glimmer of hope."

Gu Xiuyun whispered in his heart, and divided a part of his mind to understand the Taoist secrets.

When you reach the late stage of refining your mind, your mind and will have become much tougher, your tolerance for pain has also increased several times, and you can devote about 30% of your mental energy to comprehend Taoism.

The pain still continues.

The Red Scale Ancestor never stopped, and at a flow rate of 100,000 times, the secret space would last for 300,000 years.

This also meant that Gu Xiuyun had to endure pain for 300,000 years.

…

Time passes like water.

One hundred and twenty thousand years later, the punishment disappeared, and the roars in the ten thousand feet of space subsided... The Red Scale Ancestor was too lazy to waste his energy.

Persisting for ten thousand or twenty thousand years can be said to be tenacity of will, supported by obsession.

120,000 years?

There is only one possibility: Gu Xiuyun's will breaks through again and reaches a higher level.

"Junior, I really underestimate you."

The Scarlet Scale Ancestor closed his eyes tightly and said indifferently.

"Old dog, feel free to use whatever skills you have. If you can't kill me, I will definitely seek revenge on you in the future." Gu Xiuyun said coldly.

"Revenge?" Ancestor Chilin sneered, "Now that things have happened, you must have guessed something. That's right, the last hurdle before the weapon rack requires the help of others. The Kun sign guided me to find you. He also pointed out the way to deal with you."

"The method of Kun's signature is not to torture me, right?" Gu Xiuyun's voice was particularly cold, and every word was filled with cold murderous intent.

"Yes, Kun Zi Zhuan asked me to exchange twenty World Lord-level Taoist Talismans, plus Haori Dingyang Pill and other treasures, in exchange for Qian Zi Zhuan. As a price, and if I make another oath, I can I asked you to get a dry sign for me, but I don’t think you deserve it.”

The Scarlet Scale Ancestor sneered, "What qualifications does a truly respected junior have to threaten me? In my opinion, you are just an ant. I will live as long as I want, and die as soon as I want."

"An ant is still alive," Gu Xiuyun gritted his teeth, "You can destroy my body, but you may not be able to destroy my will."

"Then give it a try!"

The Red Scale Ancestor sneered.

…

The punishment was temporarily suspended.

120,000 years of torture could not make Gu Xiuyun collapse. No matter how much pain he suffered, it was meaningless. It was better to wait until the Soul Locking and Heart Devouring Technique reached the fourth level and destroy the opponent's mind and will in one fell swoop.

"The fourth-level method has a total of 7,200 changes. I have only understood half of it now. According to this situation, it will take hundreds of thousands of years."

"It doesn't matter. Even if it's only the last ten thousand years, it's enough to kill this junior."

The ancestor of Red Scale closed his eyes tightly and silently understood the secret technique.

Not far away, Gu Xiuyun was also practicing with his eyes closed, but instead of meditating on Taoism, he was sharpening his mind in the three chapters of Guizang.

At this point, only by trying to improve your will can you survive.

In the three chapters of Gui Zang, there is a record of a special secret method for tempering the will, which is similar to the divine power of destiny, but different. Although practicing this method cannot match the effect of the Soul Locking and Devouring Heart Technique, it is better than nothing.

The white horse passes through the gap.

Tens of thousands of years have passed.

"Junior, let me see how you can resist this time?"

Amidst the wild laughter, the Red Scale Ancestor opened his eyes. He had already understood the fourth level of the method.

"finally come!"

Gu Xiuyun's face instantly turned pale.