Chapter One Seven Seven The Most Important Things For The Cultivator
The terrible temperature burned Xiao Fan's body. If it weren't for his very strong physical body and extremely strong recovery ability, it would have been nothing left.
However, the body's ability to recover is still not comparable to the destructive ability of magma.
Xiao Fan could also clearly feel the passing of his own vitality, especially the special energy in the blood vessels was rapidly decreasing.
If this continues, Xiao Fan's recovery ability will weaken sooner or later, and he will undoubtedly die by then.
Rushing up, it is impossible, just consuming here, it is even more impossible, this is not Xiao Fan's character, he is not a person waiting to die.
Although Xiao Fan had turned around in front of Guimen Pass several times, he was considered a person who had died several times. Xiao Fan did not have much fear of death.
But it was precisely because Xiao Fan had almost died several times, he also cherished his life even more.
To be able to remain calm in this situation requires extremely strong mental qualities, at least, it is impossible for an average warrior cultivator to be so calm.
"I remember this direction is the direction of the soul world, maybe the bottom is also within the range of the soul world, maybe I can enter the Asura Secret Realm from here." Xiao Fan took a deep breath.
After experiencing so many things, Xiao Fan's mental quality was very strong. He endured the pain in his body and slowly swam forward.
Until now, Xiao Fan didn't realize the importance of soul power. Although a strong physical body is good, it was often restricted.
For example, he couldn't fly, but it caused him a lot of losses, and the inability to open the soul ring was also a very depressing thing.
Zizi~
Xiao Fan's body was burned out time and time again, and the recovery energy in his bloodline was rapidly diminishing, and bones had been exposed in many parts of his body.
What he didn't notice was that on his bones, there was a layer of faint white energy surrounding him, keeping the magma out.
As time went by, Xiao Fan's blood became weaker and weaker, and the pain had already numbed his body. He was swimming hard, still holding the last glimmer of hope in his heart.
It was only over time that Xiao Fan discovered that he had made a mistake in his judgment, and his judgment error was very fatal. The magma sea was the magma sea, and there was nothing below, and there was no soul world in the Asura Secret Realm.
If it was before, he might still have a chance to swim out of the magma sea, but now, if he goes out again, he will definitely not escape the evil hands of Yan Luo Mansion.
Xiao Fan didn't know how far he had swam. Now his eyelids were extremely heavy, and he fell from time to time. He felt so tired, and he just wanted to ignore everything and get a good sleep.
But Xiao Fan knew very well that once he closed his eyes, he would never wake up.
He is swimming hard, making the last struggle, but is the struggle useful?
No!
If there is soul power, Xiao Fan would not be afraid of this hot flame. The endless battle soul is originally an extremely powerful endless fire, even if it is not comparable to the scorching heat of the magma sea, it is almost the same.
"I must not die here." Xiao Fan cheered himself up in his heart, but he found that he was no longer strong, and even the peculiar restorative energy in his blood had disappeared.
Xiao Fan never thought that one day he would die here.
He wanted to keep going, but his body was no longer obedient, he slowly closed his eyes, and then, the golden lava completely drowned him.
The flesh and blood on Xiao Fan's body suddenly disappeared, but strangely, his bones were not destroyed by magma, but rather holy, exuding a weak fluorescence.
In his skull, there was a group of golden flames, which seemed to be extinguished at any time.
"So I gave up?" The moment Xiao Fan closed his eyes, a voice echoed in his mind. Xiao Fan wanted to open his eyes, but he found that he couldn't do it.
"Without the soul sea, I cannot use my soul power. No matter how hard I struggle, I cannot leave the magma sea." Xiao Fan smiled bitterly, he no longer had any hope.
"Soul power is just a source of power for one person, not everything, blood, will, these are all the power of one." The voice sounded again, very vague, as if traveling through the ages.
Hearing these words, Xiao Fan seemed to be moved, but it was only for a moment, then shook his head and said: "What power can blood and will have, isn't it only relying on soul power to exert power?"
"It seems that you haven't understood what real cultivation is." The ethereal voice continued, "Soul power is very important, but it is not omnipotent. Can soul power integrate blood and battle soul? Soul power can make you understand power , Can you comprehend the will? Can the soul power make you comprehend the will?"
This series of rhetorical questions made Xiao Fan's heart abruptly. He has been able to crush the monks of the same rank by virtue of his spirit power and even leap to battle.
For a long time relying on the majestic and powerful soul power, he even forgot that soul power does not seem to be the most important.
Just as the voice said, to break through the battle king, battle emperor, and battle emperor, you need to comprehend momentum, will and will. This is not what human soul power can do, that is, soul power is not omnipotent.
"Now you finally understand? Do you know what is the most important thing for a cultivator?" The voice echoed in his mind again.
"The most important thing for a cultivator?" Xiao Fan said, he was a little confused. What is the most important thing for a cultivator?
emotion? will? talent? …………
Words flickered in Xiao Fan's mind, and eventually he realized that none of these were.
People who have no emotion can be proud of the world, because whether there is emotion has nothing to do with cultivation. Isn't Shura just emotionless, isn't it so powerful?
Similarly, many people without a strong will have also become powerful in the battle emperor realm, and even the strong in the battle holy realm, the will does not seem to be the most important thing.
And people without talent can also create miracles, such as war soul mutation, Xiao Fan himself has experienced a lot of such things.
In Xiao Fan's view, these are not the most important things for monks, and for a while, Xiao Fan was a little confused.
"Wait." Suddenly, Xiao Fan took a deep breath, as if thinking of something, solemnly exhaled a word: "Heart! The most important thing for a cultivator is his own heart!"
He thought of a sentence in his mind, the world will be as big as the heart! This sentence is more suitable for this cruel world of cultivation.
"Yes, the most important thing for a cultivator is his own heart. The soul sea can be absent, and the soul power can disappear. These things can be taken away by others, but the things you understand can't be taken away.
Such as momentum, mind, and will, they are all things you understand, even if you don't use soul power, they are also in your heart, but you forget them, wake up, I believe you can! "
Suddenly, the ethereal voice resembled a drum in the morning and evening, resounding in Xiao Fan's mind, Xiao Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and his hollow eyes slowly turned black.
The dying golden flames in the skull suddenly surged wildly, roaring like a river, quite like a spark of fire.
Almost at the same time, Xiao Fan, who was dying and would disappear at any time, suddenly burst into a terrible breath.