Seeing that although Fang Hao came in, there was no breath of the divine body, Meng Qiu was a little disappointed: "Why haven't you condensed the divine body yet? I am so disappointed!"
"Uh... I have condensed my main body into a divine body, but my main body can't get in." Fang Hao said with a bitter smile.
Meng Qiu's expression suddenly became overjoyed, and he asked quite excitedly: "Have you really condensed a divine body?"
"Yeah, my body can't come in, and I don't know how to help you get out of trouble." Fang Hao felt depressed for a while. If he didn't release Meng Qiu, God knows if his soul would be backlashed by the blood oath.
"It's good that you have the divine body. Take this token of the Immortal Sect out and use your own body to fully unleash the divine body's energy. By the way, does your blood have a lot of gold?" Meng Qiu said.
In the end, I was quite excited.
Fang Hao nodded: "Yes, almost more than half."
"That's good, it is indeed a symptom of condensing the divine body. If you hold the token and drip blood on the formation bar, you can open a hole for me to get out." Meng Qiu's face was full of joy.
When Fang Hao heard that his blood was going to be used, he hesitated.
Seeing Fang Hao's hesitation, Meng Qiu's expression changed drastically and suddenly became ferocious: "Fang Hao, do you want to go back on your word?"
Fang Hao smiled bitterly: "It's not that I regret it, but how much do I need to use? Does it all require golden blood?"
"It should be a lot. This Heaven-Bearing Formation is very powerful. If you want to open it and let me out, you can't do it without it. You must have golden blood, which is the real essence and blood of your divine body." Meng Qiu frowned, not knowing what Fang Hao meant.
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Fang Hao sighed: "I have a lot of golden blood, but it carries some of my remaining original vitality. If I use it too much, I'm afraid I will die."
"Are you kidding? If you condense your divine body, your vitality will be ten times that of other heavenly saints! According to normal theory, as long as you are not killed, it won't be a problem if you can live for thousands of years!" Meng Qiu frowned.
When he got up, he seemed to feel that Fang Hao was deceiving him.
Fang Hao saw that the old guy was going crazy, so he told Meng Qiu the cause and effect.
Meng Qiu frowned and looked at Fang Hao in surprise: "You said that your vitality was wiped out by the Red Tribulation and there is still a trace of it left?"
"Yes, otherwise I wouldn't worry about it. My life and death are small. Even if I'm afraid of dying, I won't be able to open a hole to let you out." Fang Hao said with dignity.
In fact, I was muttering in my heart, if I was asked to leave you here in order to let you out, then the gain would outweigh the loss.
Meng Qiu believed it, because when he heard the word "Red Tribulation", the corners of his eyes twitched violently, and he muttered in a low voice: "You are really lucky to have experienced the Red Tribulation and not die."
Fang Hao heard this from the side and immediately rolled his eyes and glared at Meng Qiu. What nonsense did this old guy say? Does he still want me to die?
Immediately, Meng Qiu frowned and pondered for a long time, seeming to be thinking about a problem.
At this time, Fang Hao stood aside without urging, waiting for Meng Qiu to think of a solution. Anyway, if he was not completely sure, he would not take risks. He would use his limited life to create unlimited value!
Just as he was thinking about it, Meng Qiu began to walk back and forth, his brows furrowed and his face looked anxious.
"Why is this situation happening? The damage caused by the blade of heaven is irreparable!"
Meng Qiu muttered words alone, as if he had lost his mind and gone crazy.
On the contrary, Fang Hao, as the person involved, was about to run out of life, and he still acted like a normal person.
Suddenly, Meng Qiu seemed to realize something and looked at Fang Hao: "Fang Hao, are you sure you have indeed condensed the divine body?"
"Nonsense, the Heavenly Saint master is in front of me, slap him away!" Fang Hao suddenly held his head high, looking like he was invincible in the world.
"Then you said that, you are not going to die? Why don't you look worried?" Meng Qiu looked suspicious.
Fang Hao's face straightened: "You still think I'm lying to you, right? I'm worried, but what can I do? I went to the secret realm of Shenming Sect and met a girl named Yu Sheng.
Even if you try to patch it up for me, it won't fix it. What else can I do, I can only let nature take its course."
Seeing Fang Hao's calm look, Meng Qiu frowned even more: "No, you're not afraid of death?"
"What are you afraid of? My soul will still be there after I die." Fang Hao really didn't think anything. Anyway, his soul is still there. If there is a chance to get a freshly dead body, the worst he can do is start from scratch.
"Do you think that your vitality has been wiped out by the way of heaven, and your soul will still be there after you die?" Meng Qiu was stunned.
When Fang Hao heard this voice, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, his eyes widened, and he became a little anxious: "What do you mean? Could it be that if my body dies, my soul will also die?"
Speaking of this, Fang Hao suddenly showed an ugly look, because he thought of the Bone Washing Pond. His main soul was almost completely integrated with his body. If the main body dies, his main soul may also die.
But Fang Hao wasn't too worried before. After all, he still had a second soul, and his No. 1 treasure body could survive.
"Do you think it's so simple to be hurt by the law of heaven? Do you think it's like someone is killing you? It's crazy, the law of heaven is hurt, that is, it wants to wipe out everything about you, including your soul and everything connected with your soul!"
"Fuck, you're so powerful, then you should think of a way. If I die, don't even think about getting out!"
This time, Fang Hao was completely anxious, because he felt that his second soul might not be able to be saved.
Meng Qiu saw the anxious Fang Hao and suddenly nodded: "This looks like he is about to die."
"Fuck...what do you mean?" Fang Hao's face froze, feeling like this guy was playing with him.
Meng Qiu glared at Fang Hao: "It's nothing, I just want to see if you are really going to die!"
Fang Hao immediately raised his middle finger to Meng Qiu, but did not say anything. He was feeling unhappy anyway.
Then, Meng Qiu's face turned serious: "Actually, it's not completely impossible."
Hearing this, it was like the sound of nature, Fang Hao quickly said: "What can I do? You should tell me quickly?"
"Why are you so anxious? Anyway, looking at you like this, you won't be dead for a while, so I'm not in a hurry!" Meng Qiu said angrily.
Immediately, with Fang Hao's expectant eyes, Meng Qiu began to speak slowly: "Such a situation has also happened in the Immortal Sect. Mr. Qianfu also suffered a red calamity back then, but he was later than you, but the divine body
When he was fully accomplished, Chi Jie also wiped out most of his vitality. This was an injury caused by heaven, so it must be compensated by the power of heaven."
"After talking for a long time, what is the solution?" Fang Hao is not afraid of death, but he definitely doesn't want to die. He still has so many things to do and worries too much!
"Use the power of heaven to repair your injuries caused by heaven. Only in this way can you possibly make up for the lost power of vitality."
"How to do it?" Fang Hao's eyes lit up. (To be continued)