Super Sect Development System

While cursing, Li Qingyun skillfully took out the corresponding pill from the storage bag and ate it.

At this time, his face was as scary as a piece of white paper, but as the pill was refined, the medicinal power quickly flowed into his internal organs, and his face soon had a trace of blood.

Then, a new round of baptism came quietly.

Although the pain of the second time was more than ten times, the pain of the next dozen times was only doubled each time.

At the moment the baptism began, Li Qingyun's face showed a look that seemed to be angry but not angry.

What was angry was that this baptism seemed to be endless and there was no intention to withdraw it at all.

What was not angry was that every time he baptized, Li Qingyun could feel that his swordsmanship, mental strength, and physical strength had all improved!

Even the bottleneck of the power of consciousness had loosened, and it seemed that he was about to break through the middle stage of the consciousness realm.

With the burning feeling on his body and soul, Li Qingyun's face became redder.

After a while, the redness on his face turned into a pale color, but his expression was only slightly ferocious.

The baptism of the virtual wick has reached the fourteenth round, and Li Qingyun has also replenished the elixir fourteen times to ensure that he can smoothly stabilize his mind.

"It is really worthy of being... a cheap master, and the gap between you and your biological father... is really big..." Li Qingyun said intermittently.

As time passed, the fourteenth round of baptism has been completed.

After so many rounds of baptism, the power of the virtual wick has been almost consumed.

But the light shield has not been removed, but has become more solid.

Li Qingyun is no longer surprised by this, but just complained casually: "Whatever comes, come, it's better to have a short pain than a long pain, just come all at once!"

However, the virtual wick was not stimulated like the previous virtual sword, but just followed the rules and kept covering Li Qingyun.

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At the same time, in the Chaos Prison.

Huacai Zhenren waved out the silk again, and there was still not much spiritual power attached to it.

And the silk was able to fly about 200 feet away at this time!

Gray Sword Saint said with a little excitement: "Although this formation is difficult to break, the gradual return of spiritual power is indeed a good thing!"

Huacai Zhenren responded: "But if this sky prison cannot be broken, what can we do even if we recover all our spiritual power?"

Huijian Saint paused after hearing this, and immediately comforted: "It is much better than the previous situation where we couldn't see our hands in front of our faces. At least we can still use spiritual power, at least we can still regard ourselves as cultivators."

Huacai Zhenren smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Yes, before, we could only regard ourselves as mountain-guarding puppets. Now that spiritual power has returned, at least it can prove that we were cultivators."

Sometimes, a glimmer of hope is far more torturous than no hope at all.

When there is no hope, people just want to get by.

And when that glimmer of hope is ignited, the expectations in their hearts will be infinitely magnified.

However, everyone in the Chaos Prison knew that such hopes and expectations would most likely fail.

The reason was that the test left by the last strong man was definitely much more difficult than the previous two!

A monk dressed in black and dressed like a farmer said, "Now that someone has passed the first two trials, we have some hope of surviving in this boring prison. This should be a good thing. Why are you so depressed?"

Next to him, another monk dressed in a white robe but dirty all over replied, "Hope that can never be grasped is more terrible than despair. If the monk who participated in the trial died on the spot, we would have no hope of leaving the prison. Wouldn't the loneliness of tens of millions of years be ridiculous compared to the ethereal hope in front of us?"

The black farmer retorted, "Millions of years of loneliness, isn't it for this moment!?"

The white monk asked, "Why for this moment? For us to recover some spiritual power and fight among ourselves?"

When the black farmer heard this, he immediately grabbed his collar, his face full of anger.

"If you don't want to live for this glimmer of hope, you might as well die for your illusory despair!"

When the black-robed farmer said this, many monks at the scene were a little stiff.

In fact, many people present thought the same as the white-robed monk.

They were basically sure that no one could complete the trial left by the adult.

However, if someone really challenged the trial, and everyone still felt that there was no hope, then after a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, or even tens of millions of years.

Under various coincidences, there were monks who went to participate in the trial left by the adult. Could it be that they had to wait for failure! ?

Could it be that all of them, this group of powerful people in the world.

Would it be better to believe that no one could pass the trial and stay in this prison for a lifetime!

If so, instead of exhausting their minds in this prison and facing a crazy ending, it would be better to die!

The monk in white robe gently pushed away the hand of the farmer in black robe that was grabbing his collar, and then he bowed to him and said, "I am pessimistic, thank you!"

Then, countless monks around also bowed to the farmer in black robe and said, "We are ashamed to live under the same sky with you!"

The black-clothed farmer was a little panicked when he saw this, and immediately released his spiritual power to drag them up: "No! You all are bowing to me like this, it's really embarrassing for me. Why don't we discuss together, if the monk who participated in the trial really succeeds, how can we escape?"

As soon as this was said, the monks around immediately became lively.

Some people said that they should attack a point of the Chaos Heavenly Prison from the inside, and when the chaotic energy completely dissipates, at least a gap can be blasted out.

Others said that they should gather the strengths of hundreds of schools, find out the secret of the Chaos Heavenly Prison, crack it by themselves, and strive to prevent this kind of prison from existing in the future!

Seeing the surrounding monks discussing enthusiastically, Huacai Zhenren, including the Gray Sword Saint, the black figure on the first and second mountains, and the next few mountain guarding puppets.

They gathered together to discuss this matter together.

"What do you think, can that monk really solve this formation?" The black figure asked.

Gray Sword Saint thought for a moment and said, "As the black-clothed farmer said, it doesn't matter whether we can solve it or not. What matters is that we have a common goal and we have to stay alive."

"Hmm..." Hua Cai Zhenren pondered, "Gray Sword is right. Judging from the current situation in the Chaos Prison, the key is to coordinate everyone's power and keep everyone alive."

The fifth mountain, the guy who had a change before said, "Coordinate everyone's power, and then what?"

Hua Cai Zhenren thought for a moment and replied, "Coordinate together, regardless of whether the people outside who participate in the trial can succeed, we at least have some decent power."

Most of the people present were Saint Venerables, and of course there were some Saint Lords among them.

But they acted low-key, so no one could be sure that someone must be a Saint Lord.

Hua Cai Zhenren said, "If the cultivator outside can really break this formation, this may be the closest time for us to freedom in tens of millions of years."

"In this case, we must have some countermeasures!"

After speaking, Hua Cai Zhenren cleared his throat.

"Ahem... Everyone, please listen to me."

The monks discussed for a long time, but did not come up with any effective plan. When they saw someone was about to speak, they quickly stopped the noise and listened carefully.

"I think all of us who are imprisoned in the Chaos Prison should want to leave this prison, right?"