Nie Chen was lying on the ground, slowly absorbing the evil Qi to moisten his almost wasted body. But to his surprise, his skin and surface fat had recovered as before.
Looking from the outside, Nie Chen was lying there, completely restored to the appearance before he was injured, but in fact, except for the surface layer, his body was in chaos.
The bones were broken countless times, the internal organs were in a mess, the blood in the abdomen was a piece, and even the muscles under the intact surface had been rotten.
"Eight days of skin refining realm, if it was not for the effect of Nirvana formula to protect me, I am afraid I would really die in the hands of the dust!" Nie Chen was frightened. The body of Qingchen was so powerful that it was frightening.
If it's a general cultivation of immortality, if you fight with that Qingchen, you will be torn alive and killed by him directly, even without using his blood and red Qi to erode, let alone the four killing swords.
"He is very strong, but in fact, his road is not far away." Nie Chen's eyes twinkled, and he basically understood the cultivation of Qingchen.
In his opinion, Qingchen's cross training of the body really achieved a very ideal effect, but his way of cultivation, however, went to an extreme.
The hardness of Qingchen's body is comparable to that of iron and steel, which is strong enough to make magic tools. However, it has been tempered to death, and the body has lost its vitality and spirituality. It is basically difficult to make further progress.
"It is just like this that he will seek his own breakthrough by sucking the life and blood of a monk!" Since Nie Chen became familiar with the art of swallowing spirit, he found that he was actually swallowing the spiritual Qi of a monk, which was not worth mentioning.
"The art of devouring spirit is the art of magic. This kind of cultivation method is also the means of evil way. That day, the cold messenger must be the same! " In Nie's dust eyes, the cold light flickered.
"Although my body is not as hard as you, my practice is quite different from yours." Nie Chen through the dust, and his own physical training to do a comparison, is very confident of the mouth.
He is confident that he practices step by step according to the nirvana formula. He does not follow the example of Qingchen. He pursues temporary strength and overdrafts his potential in a short period of time and has no progress to speak of.
Nie Chen thinks that the secret of Nirvana lies in that when the body is tempered, it will not exceed the limit that the body can bear. Instead, he will gradually lay a solid foundation, and on the contrary, his limit will not exist.
Like the same hand, Nie Chen did not deliberately reach the limit in a short period of time, but constantly tempered the hand, so that it was integrated into more Aura, and the plasticity of the hand was constantly increased. Therefore, the limit value of this hand will continue to rise, and he can constantly exercise under the rising limit value, so as to avoid excessive cultivation of Shanghai flesh body, so as to maintain the aura and vitality of this hand.
The final result is that Nie Chen can maintain stability, constantly surpass the original limit, and make continuous progress
The same hand, Qingchen, in a short period of time, directly changed it to the limit and fixed its shape. Although its strength reached its peak, it lost its vitality to continue to grow and became rigid and dead. Therefore, this limit is fixed, and it is difficult for his hand to go beyond it.
Nie Chen's body, a sword continuously added with new materials and tempered at higher temperatures, has no stop in quality; Qingchen is a sword that has been shaped, and if you want to rebuild it, you have to destroy it.
"I'm not as strong as he is now, but even if he's alive, it's almost over. I will surpass him in the later stage of cultivation This is the reason for Nie Chen's self-confidence, and the reason why he is still not disheartened despite his weak physical strength.
His summary, however, clearly realized the true meaning of body training and martial arts cultivation. Therefore, he was more confident in Nirvana formula, and firmly believed in the second road of martial arts besides his own fairyland!
Nie Chen's body, due to the good recovery of the surface, also played a great role in the recovery of the injury below the surface.
First of all, the flesh and blood linked to the surface is now greatly affected. After the function of the intact tissue in the surface layer is completely restored, it can be connected with the broken tissue under the surface layer, which can better take into account and serve it. After all, it is to make those still tattered flesh and blood tissue recover at a faster speed.
Therefore, the speed at which Nie Chen absorbed the evil Qi was much faster than before. Although it was not worth mentioning, it was not worth mentioning.
But then Nie Chen found a series of surprises. First, the skin and flesh of this surface layer were far more powerful than before. After the tempering of this side's battle, the surface layer was almost close to reaching the Ninth Heaven of skin refining!
"No wonder, the whole body has melted to pieces, but it is this layer. Shengsheng resisted the attack of the dust and saved my life." Nie's eyes showed surprise and swept away the distorted color of his face caused by the pain of his recovery.
The second surprise, however, was that he clearly felt that under the surface, a little recovered and intact flesh and blood were much stronger than those in the same position in the past."With my body fully recovered, can I reach the peak of skin refining realm, the realm of nine heaven?" Nie's eyes showed hope. In his view, the process of healing has become a process of practice.
The forging of a good sword can't avoid the damage of the sword body. However, as long as you keep adding good materials and tempering, you can get a better and more complete sword!
At the beginning, the subtle evil spirit is becoming more and more huge. With the recovery of the melted and broken flesh and blood gradually, and the intact blood and flesh expand a little bit, the recovery speed of Nie dust is also much faster.
Therefore, as long as Nie Chen's body recovers more, its speed of swallowing evil Qi will be faster and faster, and the final overall recovery speed will be faster and faster.
Nie Chen was naturally aware of this, and then closed his eyes and stopped thinking about anything. He focused on guiding the spirit into his body and began to heal his wounds wholeheartedly.
After all, it was his strong body and the ability to completely degenerate from his Nirvana body that made Nie Chen not die in this series of battles. Even when he was seriously injured and should be dying, he could still maintain his vitality and recover quickly with absolutely terrible speed.
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A dark room, sealed off by walls, is a secret room.
In the middle of the chamber of Secrets stood a huge and lonely Futon. On top of the futon, an old man in black was sitting there with his hands folded together, as if he were practicing in seclusion.
In front of him, there was a tall rectangular shelf. On the shelf, there are dense candles, burning in phosphorus, under each candle, there is a name engraved.
One by one, there was a dim shadow in each of the burning candles, which looked like a personal shadow; however, in this large candlelight, a small piece of Gray was particularly conspicuous, and there were about 200 candles, which had all been extinguished.
Among the few candles on the top of the shelf, one of the candles has been extinguished. At the bottom of the candle, however, this name is quite clear!
"Jue'er, your soul fire has been extinguished for many days. Are you dead?" The old man's voice was sad, hoarse and trembling, and sighed for a long time.
"But a teacher can't even revenge for you!" The voice of the old man was filled with hatred.
"Among all these disciples, you are the only one I love most, except elder sister lianer. But why is your candle the first to go out In fact, qingjue's candle was not the first to extinguish, but other people were not put in the eyes of the old man.
The old man said here, under the black robe, his gloomy eyes were a coagulation, his voice trembled and said, "this is the candle of dust son?"
On that shelf, next to the extinguished candle, the flame of the other candle trembled slightly, and finally it went out with a crack!
Under this candle, there is a name, which is: Qingchen!
"Dust son, also dead?" The old man's body trembled, "everyone is dead, lian'er, are you still alive?"
"Ah, what is the matter?" The old man trembled, and his eyes turned from cold to crazy, "who dares to kill my pure one line of children? Who dares to disturb the mining affairs of qingjuezong and tianhanzong? Who killed my beloved
The old man, his hands shaking together, seemed to be about to separate, but he didn't seem to want to separate. His face was 100, puff, and a mouthful of muddy blood was vomited by him!
Finally, the old man still separated his palms, and the blood from the corners of his mouth kept flowing down. He stood up, bent his back, and seemed to endure extremely severe pain.
"The old man of Ziyang, who was born and harmed by me, has been shut up for three years, and it is difficult to recover from the injury at sunset." The old man said fiercely, "but if you want to kill my beloved disciple, you can still get away with it. It's just wishful thinking. Even if you are a demon king, I want you to pay the corresponding price! "
"Where is the zongsi?" The old man drank a lot, but a figure appeared in the secret room.
"I have a humble job!" The figure resolutely opened his mouth, respectfully knelt on one knee, and opened his mouth with fists.
However, when he saw a dark piece of candle on the candle shelf, and then found the two extinguished candles at the top, his face was shocked with disbelief!
"Send elders to the mine to see what happened?" The old man opened his mouth coldly.
"Elder Qingyun, with two disciples, has set out this morning in the name of experience..."
"Send me two more elders to bring back the corpses of my beloved disciples. I want to see people alive and dead to see corpses!" The old man interrupted that zongsi's words, which made his body tremble.
"Yes The general secretary knelt down to worship and disappeared in the dark chamber.
"Lianer, lianer, if you have an accident, what should you do as a teacher?" The old man, looking at the shelf in front of him, the top row, the vacant position.In this position, the candle has disappeared, leaving a name at the bottom: Qinglian!