After walking through hell for a long time, what Feng Qingyu was not afraid of the most was physical torture.

It's just a little bit painful, and it will pass if you tolerate it, it's not a big deal.

Selecting one of the articles that she thought was the most perfect eye technique, Feng Qingyu studied it carefully.

Once you are immersed in practicing this thing, you lose the concept of time. Even the cursed black energy has been absorbed, and Feng Qingyu didn't notice it. He devoted all his attention to practicing the pupil technique.

Time flies by in a blink of an eye, and March flies by in the blink of an eye.

Feng Qingyu's cultivation of this pupil technique has reached its most critical moment. As long as she breaks through the current limitations of her vision, her pupils will officially evolve into bewitching pupils.

Everyone understands the principle, but it is so difficult to actually do it.

Without the spiritual liquid to help refine her eyes, Feng Qingyu could only use the clumsiest method, staring at fixed objects to help her break through.

The silver pill became an auxiliary prop for Feng Qingyu to practice eye skills.

Time after time of condensation, time after time of repair, every time, Feng Qingyu was tortured by this pupil technique to the point where her face was filled with tears and her eyes were blood red, but she did not give up and still persisted day by day.

So another two months passed, and the time Feng Qingyu stared at Yinwan also increased from the first half an hour to the current twelve hours.

But once she got here, her eye skills had not improved any more.

No matter how hard she tried, she could never break through the twelve-hour limit.

Once the twelve hours were up, her upper and lower eyelids couldn't help but tremble, and as long as she blinked once, she had to start over and continue practicing.

After struggling like this for more than half a month, Feng Qingyu still couldn't get past the twelve o'clock threshold.

He was tortured to death, and his two eyes were swollen beyond recognition. Anyone who looked at those bloody pupils would think they had encountered an evil spirit.

Just when Feng Qingyu was hesitating whether to find some spiritual liquid from the Eye Refining Technique to assist in his practice, the silver pill that had been suspended suddenly burst out with a burst of dazzling light!

Under the strong light, Feng Qingyu's eyes stung as if they had fallen into pepper water!

Gurgling blood and tears flowed down his cheeks. Although he didn't close his eyes, his eyes were completely dark.

Feng Qingyu could feel that the silver pill was still shining, but her eyes could not see it.

"Are you going to go blind??"

When she thought that she was about to become a blind cultivator, Feng Qingyu's breathing couldn't help but become stagnant.

It is stated in the exercise method that there are certain risks in practicing the Eye Technique, but it does not say that it will make oneself blind.

How unlucky did she have to be to put herself through this?

When she thought that she would become a blind cultivator in the future, and when she thought about the sarcastic faces of her tribe members when she returned to the upper world to avenge the couple, Feng Qingyu felt a deep sense of unwillingness in her heart.

"I've been through mountains of swords and seas of fire, am I really going to give in to this little pupil technique? No...I don't accept it!!"

When the faith in her heart was ignited again, endless thoughts emerged around Feng Qingyu.

As soon as these thoughts appeared, they were absorbed by her bleeding pupils.

And with the influx of thought power, the blood in his eyes gradually receded.

Layer after layer of ripples spread out around her pupil, quickly covering the entire eyeball.

But Feng Qingyu seemed not to know, and still stared hard, trying to catch a glimpse of light in the darkness.

The Yinwan suspended in front of her has returned to calm, and the black and red lines on it have completely disappeared. However, the strange ripples on Feng Qingyu's pupils are still reflected on Yinwan.

He was in a trance, as if there was a glimmer of light emerging from the darkness.

Feng Qingyu endured the severe pain and looked for the faint light, and then she saw a scene that she would never forget.

Giant beasts cover the sky, and cultivators fight.

The sky became fragmented due to the fighting of these people.

The planet shattered and space collapsed.

The bearded male cultivator with the metal armguard punched out, and half of the abandoned planets suspended in the void were wiped out.

And even such a strong person cannot avoid death.

When the phoenix feather long blade slashed down, the bearded metal arm guard was still not blocked and was directly split in half by the long blade!

There are wars everywhere, and cultivators are dying every moment.

And the ending of the big beard is just a microcosm in the corner.

The attacks of those giant beasts are even more terrifying. Often, with just one claw, the entire space will collapse.

The terrifying space storm was raging, but the fighting beasts turned a blind eye and allowed the turbulent current to pass through their bodies.

However, when the turbulence, which was countless times more terrifying than the space wind blade, touched the bodies of these cultivators, it did not leave even a single trace...

"What kind of strong people are these??"

Feng Qingyu couldn't help but murmur, and at this moment, she saw an arrow, an extremely huge and transparent arrow.

"That's it!"

Feng Qingyu's pupils suddenly tightened, and just when she wanted to continue to spy, the huge arrow had already shot towards her across the void!

The target of the giant arrow was not Feng Qingyu, but just by watching with cold eyes, the terrifying pressure released by the giant arrow was already oppressive and she could not breathe!

However, this shocking arrow was smashed into pieces by a huge beast's claw, and Feng Qingyu's thoughts were completely plunged into darkness with the intrusion of the huge beast's claw...

The treasure house was completely isolated, there was no sun and moon, and the spiritual thoughts could not extend out. Feng Qingyu had no idea how much time had passed.

When she woke up from the coma, there was no light in front of her eyes.

"Did you still fail?"

After letting out a long sigh, Feng Qingyu sat up weakly, but was shocked to find that the silver pill was still floating in the same place.

"Ha... I've been so busy practicing that I've completely forgotten you..."

The moment her fingertips touched the silver pill, Feng Qingyu suddenly realized something was wrong.

This silver pill was not detected by her spiritual sense, but...

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyu directly summoned a ray of golden flame.

When the firelight lit up, the outline of the entire space was revealed, and the messy items around him came into Feng Qingyu's eyes one by one.

"I'm not blind?!"

Feng Qingyu was a little unsure. She closed her eyes and was silent for a while, then suddenly opened them again.

Upon first sight, all the items remained unchanged, but the marks and minor flaws on them suddenly increased.

"No, the items in this treasure house are of good quality, so how could such a sudden change occur? Could it be that it has been eroded by the power of the curse??"

Feng Qingyu took a few treasures and observed them carefully. She didn't notice the cursed black energy, but she found a lot of small flaws left during the refining process.

And the core structure within the magic weapon...

wrong!

It's not that there's something wrong with these magic weapons, it's that there's something wrong with her eyes!!

Just as the thought flashed across his mind, Feng Qingyu had already photographed a round mirror magic weapon not far away!

The face is still the same, except for losing weight, not much has changed.
Chapter completed!