When Lu Xu saw that the eighth spirit-injecting formation was completely broken, he was very frightened and angry. With his hands moving together, he created another eighth spirit-injecting formation. But this time the spirit-injecting formation was even weaker. Less than a quarter of an hour later,
The spirit-injecting array was shattered again. With the shattering of the eighth spirit-injecting array, the seventh spirit-injecting array was also on the verge of collapse, and the energy of the sealed spirit-injecting fire source also became more intense.
If nothing else, when the seventh spiritual formation collapsed, it was the moment Lu Xu died.
"Hey..." As a sweet and soft sound reached Lu Xu's ears, Lu Xu's face was ashen. Now he couldn't use any strength in his body and it was difficult to move his fingers, let alone portray the spirit injection formation.
Although he has been working hard, sometimes his will cannot mobilize his body
With a loud noise, the seventh spirit-injecting formation shattered, and Lu Xu quietly waited for the death to come.
"Child, be strong. Your mother and I have been watching you and waiting for you. You will definitely succeed." A faint voice appeared.
Lu Xu listened at a loss and found that it was his father's voice. He was so excited that he shouted: "Dad, dad, where are you? I failed. I failed this time."
"Don't be discouraged. As long as you live, there is hope. Don't be too harsh on yourself. In fact, parents don't have high expectations for you. They just want you to live a happy life." Lu Chunpei's voice sounded again.
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Lu Xu was shocked in his heart: "Yes, as long as you live, there will be hope." But when he found that he was already gray-haired, he couldn't help but said with a wry smile: "I look like a person who is about to die now."
I’m an old man, oh, how could this happen?”
But this time, Lu Chunpei's voice did not appear. There was silence here. Except for the severe pain all over Lu Xu's body, what he had just experienced was like an illusion.
"Hey..." Another pleasant voice sounded, and the sixth spirit-injection formation was destroyed. Lu Xu became older, and then the crisp sounds rose up one after another. Lu Xu was used to it.
When all of Lu Xu's spirit injection formations were shattered, Lu Xu turned into a complete old man. His eyes were cloudy, his skin was loose, his limbs were even more hunched, and his appearance was extremely miserable.
"Alas" Lu Xu sighed and murmured to himself: "Why did it become like this? Originally, I thought it could be successful, but I ignored the characteristics of the spirit injection, that is, its failure probability will increase with the number of spirit injections.
It becomes bigger and bigger as it increases, haha, is it fate?”
No one answered his question. Apart from the icy coldness, there was only one Lu Xu here.
"That's bullshit. I don't believe in heaven or earth in my life. Everything is because I didn't work hard enough. That's why I failed!" Lu Xu hissed. At this moment, he went crazy.
"Lu Xu, our child is born, what do you think he should be called? He is so cute, how about calling him little Lu Xu? Haha" Lucia's voice appeared like a dream.
"Sister Lucia, is that old man really brother Lu Xu? But he is really old, and he seems to be dying." Yun Shi's voice also appeared
Lu Xu smiled slightly. Although he was very weak now, he also knew that the current voice was definitely an illusion, because no one except himself could get close to this spiritual cold spring.
"Lu Xu, save me!" Ling Ruoshuang shouted anxiously
"Ruoshuang, are you okay at Ice Saint Peak?" Although he knew it was an illusion, when he heard Ling Ruoshuang's voice, he couldn't help but think about it.
In the Ice Saint Peak, in the Holy Land Ancestral Hall, the Holy Lord is sitting with a sinister look on his face. Below are several strong men at the peak of the God King. The Lord of the Temple is invincible, and the weak and weak one is among them.
"Is that boy named Lu Xu really the descendant of the Spirit-Injecting Village? If that's true, it would be troublesome! The Spirit-Injecting Techniques in the Spirit-Injecting Village are unparalleled in the world of gods, and their cultivation talents are also amazing." The Holy Master was a little worried.
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"Holy Lord, haven't you, the old man, sealed the Lingzhu Village?" the temple master asked.
The Holy Master gave a bitter smile and said: "Now that things have come to an end, I have nothing to hide. It is not me who sealed the Spirit-Injecting Village. I accepted some people's requests. I only told the outside world that the one who sealed the Spirit-Injecting Village was someone else."
Master!"
As soon as the Holy Lord said these words, everyone was moved. The reason why the Ice Saint Peak has a transcendent status in the divine world is because the Holy Lord has a great cultivation level that is much stronger than the peak of the God King. Otherwise, how could he suppress the gods?
The five major forces in the world? And listening to the Holy Lord, it seems that there is a more powerful existence than him.
"You don't need to know these things, you just need to know that when the Spirit-Injecting Village is completely overwhelmed by the power of the seal, the secret of becoming a saint will inevitably appear in the divine world again, and everyone here has become a saint.
Qualifications!" the Holy Lord said
When the temple masters heard these words, their breathing became rapid. Although their self-cultivation has always been good, they seemed so powerless in front of the two words of becoming a saint.
"Holy Lord, it's not good, the Ice Barbarian King's immortal consciousness mark has disappeared," a disciple of the Ice Saint Peak said in fear.
"What! There are still people in the God Realm who dare to touch the Ice Saint Peak people, and the Ice Barbarian King is not weak in cultivation. With the power of the third level of the Divine Sea, even a peak God King cannot kill him! This person
Who is it?" the Holy Lord said with a face.
And the person standing behind the Holy Lord turned out to be Ling Ruoshuang. She was still so cold and beautiful, and still so repulsive to others, but now she lacked a trace of aura.
"Everyone, I'll go and have a look first. You continue to realize the power of the Holy One." The Holy Master said coldly, and his figure disappeared immediately, and Ling Ruoshuang also disappeared with it.
When the temple master saw the Holy Lord disappearing, his eyes showed a trace of disgust, but he didn't say anything. He closed his eyes and continued to comprehend the ethereal Holy Power.
"Lu Xu, when I become a saint, even if you have all kinds of abilities, you will become a resentful spirit under my command!" Qing Modi said with a cold smile.
But the Lu Xu in his mouth was already on the edge of life and death, and he didn't know where he was looking with his cloudy eyes. When he realized that his arms could actually move slowly, his whole body started to tremble.
"There is no spirit injection array on me anymore, why haven't I died yet?" Lu Xu thought in surprise. According to Lu Xu's inference, when the spirit injection array collapsed, he would be chilled by this essence in an instant.
The soul-infusing cold spring turned into nothingness, but now a long time has passed, and he did not die.
Looking around, he found that those broken spirit-injecting arrays actually imprisoned the spirit-injecting fire source or the spirit-injecting cold spring. This was also the fundamental reason why the spirit-injecting cold spring did not conflict with the spirit-injecting fire source.
"What's going on?" Lu Xu was puzzled, but when he saw his life force still hidden in those sealed soul-injecting fire sources and soul-injecting cold springs, he trembled all over and murmured to himself.
: "If I seal these things in my body again, will I be able to survive?"
Although this incredible idea appeared in his mind, he did not act immediately. Now that he had a chance to be reborn, Lu Xu must seize it. But at this time, he closed his eyes and studied the subtleties of the spirit injection array carefully.
From the first to the ninth formation, each mysterious spirit-injection formation slowly floated through his mind.
When Lu Xu was completely transparent, a trace of understanding appeared in his eyes, and he glanced at his body again, only to see traces of holy power lingering on his old body, and those erratic spiritual fire sources and injections.
The Linghan Spring also carries the power of the saints
"Tathagata is like this. If it weren't for the power of the Holy Spirit, I would be dead now." Lu Xu secretly thought that it was a fluke and now he also knew why the spirit injection failed, because after seven times of spirit injection, the unique spirit injection array of the spirit injection village would
Some changes have occurred. The eighth and ninth spirit-injecting formations must be drawn at the same time, otherwise the spirit-injection is doomed to fail. Perhaps this is why the spirit-injection technique in the spirit-injection village is far superior to other spirit-injection techniques.
What surprised Lu Xu even more was that the ninth spirit-injecting formation needed neither the spirit-injecting fire source nor the spirit-injecting cold spring, but the power of the Holy Spirit!
"No wonder the Spirit-Injecting Village was able to produce such a rare artifact as the Spirit-Injecting Hope Wing. With the power of the Holy, such heaven-destroying and earth-destroying energy is fused together. No matter how powerful it is, it's understandable."
Lu Xu muttered to himself, then closed his eyes and studied the Spiritual Infusion Formation deeply.
A few days later, Lu Xu opened his eyes again, and his stiff and old arms also moved. As the first wave of soul injection slowly took shape, the broken first wave of soul injection carried the sealed soul.
The energy from the spiritual fire source rushed towards Lu Xu quickly
With the whole body feeling comfortable, Lu Xu's body also changed. The originally dry skin became smooth again, and the muscles all over his body also showed a ferocious look. Feeling this new-born power, Lu Xu suppressed laughter.
I felt the urge and silently performed the second spiritual infusion.
Afterwards, until the seventh spiritual injection, Lu Xu once again reached the extraordinary state, and his body was filled with destructive energy. Then Lu Xu stopped, because now his life was no longer in danger, but the spiritual injection
There were still some parts of the ninth formation that he was not sure about. If he injected the spirit in a hurry, he would fail if he failed. However, Lu Xu didn't know whether this failure was still protected by the power of the Holy Spirit, so he hesitated.
After a while, Lu Xu smiled and said: "Lu Xu, Lu Xu, since when have you been so indecisive? How do you know if you will succeed if you don't try?" After saying this, Lu Xu's eyes flashed.
There was a brilliance, and that brilliance was full of a strong self-confidence. Yes, he believed in himself!
A person who can believe in himself is always full of passion, because he believes in himself, so some seemingly difficult things are possible for him! Belief in yourself is a characteristic that strong people must have, and it is also a characteristic of every ordinary person.
A belief that cannot be given up. If you don’t even believe in yourself? Who else can you believe? Who will believe in someone who doesn’t even believe in yourself?
The eighth spirit-injecting formation began to crumble after it was formed, but this time Lu Xu was not nervous. With traces of holy power emerging, the ninth spirit-injecting formation mysteriously appeared on his chest like an elf.
And from the moment the ninth spirit-injecting formation appeared, the collapse of the eighth spirit-injecting formation disappeared, and the spirit-injecting cold spring also emitted a joyful cry.
There was a thunderous thunder in the sky, and the ninth spirit-injecting formation took shape. However, Ye Lu Xu did not dare to be careless at all, because there was no seal in the spirit-injecting cold spring in the eighth spirit-injecting formation.
When the essence of the spirit-injecting cold spring was slowly absorbed into the eighth spirit-injecting formation, Lu Xu finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then he discovered two serious problems.
First: Whose are those layers of calamity clouds in the sky? He can feel that he is only at the level of the extraordinary peak and cannot survive the calamity at all.
Secondly, where did the spirit-injecting hope and self-discipline in him go? He clearly remembered that he did not take off his clothes when he came to the spirit-injecting cold spring.