Rebirth in the Apocalypse: Cultivating While Raising a Child

Chapter 555 557 Choices
Rong Xianxian withdrew from Ning Qingyun's sea of ​​consciousness and returned to her body.She thought of the ball of lightning just now with lingering fear, what was it?Things like thunder, lightning and thunderbolts are designed to subjugate the soul, and the sea of ​​consciousness is the residence of the soul, so how can there be lightning?

After she returned to her main body, she checked the state of her soul, and found that although the pain was unbearable at that time, her soul was actually not damaged at all.

Rong Xian put down a soul-fixing pill in her immortal clothes, and performed the soul-moving technique again.

When she was struck by the lightning before, she vaguely saw a disk in the place where the lightning was dense. It seemed to be the sky crack disk that had disappeared before. The sky crack disk was originally Ning Qingyun's magic weapon, so it is not surprising that it entered his body , Rong Xianxian speculated that Ning Qingyun's disappearing soul might be in the sky crack.

After moving his soul this time, Rong Xianxian went straight to the compass shrouded in lightning.

In the sky crack, Ning Qingyun asked the white-haired old man how to return to his original body.

"This is exactly what I want to tell you. Your body was injured by the Heavenly Scourge Thunder, and the thunder group entrenched in your sea of ​​consciousness. Your soul and body are indestructible, and the thunder group is indestructible. If you return to the body at this moment, the soul will be destroyed." It will be wiped out bit by bit by the tribulation and thunder, until the soul is gone." The white-haired old man sighed.

"It's also possible that before the moment when your soul is gone, you will choose to kill yourself. After all, no one can bear the pain of refining your soul." He looked at Ning Qingyun with a compassionate expression.

"Then when can I return to my body?" Before Ning Qingyun lost consciousness, he remembered that no matter how he dodged, he couldn't avoid that fist-sized golden thunderball, which was like a maggot attached to the bone, and it smashed straight into him. In his mind, the pain was as piercing and unbearable.

"If you still want to live, it is impossible to return to your original body. Continuing to practice in the form of a soul body in the Heavenly Crack Disk is your only way to survive." The white-haired old man said with a wisp of beard.

"Then how long will it take me to practice before I can get out of the sky cracking disk and return to my body?" Although Ning Qingyun's soul is in the sky cracking disk, he can vaguely feel that the sky cracking disk should be in his body at this moment.

Maybe his spirit has been cultivated to a certain level and he won't be afraid of robbery.

"The tribulation thunder is designed to attack you. As long as it is in your body, no matter how hard you cultivate your soul, you will not be able to get rid of the robbery thunder." The white-haired old man seemed to understand Ning Qingyun's thoughts, and ruthlessly shattered his thoughts. think.

"The time is coming, and I can't hold on to this distraction for long. To make a long story short, the Skycrack Disk is a divine weapon. Although it is congenitally disabled, it is still a treasure. You can become the owner of the Skycrack Disk. With good luck, the spiritual energy of the fairy world is at its peak, and it has bred countless treasures of heaven and earth, and only by coming here can your problems be solved."

"The Heavenly Crack Disk was made by the ancestor of our sect, and there is a summoning circle left in the sect. As long as you, the device owner, cooperate with my main body to cast spells, I can recall the Sky Crack Disk back to the fairy world, and your soul will also be broken by the sky." Pan came to the fairy world together, and then I can find a suitable body for you and help you rebuild." Although the white-haired old man's tone was calm, Ning Qingyun could still hear a sense of urgency in his words.

"I went there, when can I come back?" Ning Qingyun frowned and asked.

"If your practice goes well, it may only take a few hundred years to come back." The white-haired old man said after deliberation.

"Then I won't go, senior, please go back." Ning Qingyun said decisively.

The future situation on the earth is not optimistic. Xianxian and the children are in such a dangerous environment. I don’t know how far they can go on the road of practice. It takes hundreds of years to walk. In this world, even if he could really come back, where would he go to find them?
"Are you worried that you won't be able to find a suitable host body in the fairy world? Don't worry, I can make a promise to help you find a suitable host body." More and more urgent.

"If I abandon my body, I won't be the complete me. It would be against the law of heaven for a lonely ghost to occupy someone else's body!" What's more, what if the immortal doesn't recognize him?As long as he can meet Xianxian again, even if he has to endure the pain of soul refining, he will admit it.

"Cultivation is against the sky. If you don't mind taking others away, as long as you have a strong heart and can endure loneliness, you can directly cultivate into a spiritual body in the sky crack disk, and you can go to Suyuanxi to regenerate your physical body." The white-haired old man said.

"No need, senior." Ning Qingyun refused.

According to what this senior said, he was able to return after hundreds of years, and everything went well. He took a shortcut, endured loneliness, and cultivated into a spiritual body. Wouldn't it take thousands of years?

"If you refuse to give up your body, you will only die. Don't expect to continue practicing by returning to your body. Your body's dantian will be destroyed, your Qi bridge will collapse, and your spiritual energy will overflow. The innate essence of the physical body will be consumed quickly, and it won't last long before it will rot." The white-haired old man spoke faster and faster.

Ning Qingyun remained silent.

"You are in a nascent realm right now. The aura is thin and resources are scarce. It is difficult for practitioners to advance. The realm is unstable and changing. Practitioners face many dangers. It takes at least tens of thousands of people to grow into a mature realm of comprehension. In this environment, you can't find a way to reshape your dantian. If you miss this opportunity, your lifespan will only be a few years at most!" The white-haired old man's figure was almost transparent up.

That is to say, if he could reshape his dantian and continue to practice with his body, he might not be able to suppress Jielei. Ning Qingyun heard a hint of implication in the old man's words.

"It's life or death, it's just in your mind! I'll give you a day to think about it. I will use the summoning technique at this time tomorrow, and I hope you will make a wise choice." After the white-haired old man finished speaking, his figure disappeared. Completely gone.

"Ah", Rong Xianxian couldn't help crying out in pain after being hit by the golden lightning again.

She gritted her teeth and tried dozens of times, wanting to enter the sky crack to find out, but she still couldn't succeed.

"Huh", Rong Xianxian suddenly felt a burst of relief. The many small lightning lights that had wrapped around her body suddenly disappeared. Right above, ready to go.

There was a throbbing in Rong Xianxian's heart. She stared wide-eyed at the direction the thunderball was aiming at, and saw a white ball of light flying out of the sky cracked disk in a flash. The golden thunderball was like a bird smelling blood The shark rushed towards the white light ball fiercely.

(End of this chapter)