Looking at the heavenly pulse shining with dreamy brilliance on the high platform not far away, Xiao Ting felt excited and was about to set out to get it, but suddenly, a sharp pain came from the depths of his soul.

Just for a moment, Xiao Ting broke out in cold sweat, his whole body was trembling, and his face was as white as frost.

Xiao Ting fell to his knees in pain and kept moaning. His lips trembled and he asked: "Queen Suo Suo, what's wrong with me...!?"

Suosuo frowned slightly, his eyes cast a hint of colorful brilliance, looking directly into Xiao Ting's soul through Xiao Ting's body.

"Look at your own soul." Suosuo's voice was a little deep.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ting endured the pain, closed his eyes, and began to look inside his soul.

It didn't matter, it almost made Xiao Ting collapse.

My soul has turned into this?

Originally, Xiao Ting's soul had been baptized by golden thunder and could exist completely independently. Moreover, Suo Suo also secretly made it into a glazed soul, which was much better than the ordinary Monk Realm monks.

After that, Xiao Ting had to go through the soul mill in the Soul Locking Palace every day, undergoing the training of ghosts crying and wolf howling. Although he was not able to fill the soul with the immortal brand and refine the immortal glazed soul to a small state, the power of his soul was still there.

It has almost condensed into a physical entity. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to have been wrapped and burned by the purple flame slurry for so long in this sea of ​​​​lucky fire, but it has persisted until now.

But no matter how extraordinary Xiao Ting is, his soul power has dried up and his soul is almost extinguished.

It turned out that Xiao Ting's soul was a glass-colored transparent body that was exactly the same as his body, but now, only a small light group less than the size of a fist was left, and the light was dim and seemed to be extinguished at any time.

Turned into a handful of flying sand.

"My...soul, what's going on!?" Cold sweat flowed from Xiao Ting's forehead, coming from the weakness and pain deep in his soul, which made him unable to speak.

Suosuo's face was also rare and solemn: "The power of your soul was consumed too much when you crossed the sea of ​​​​fire of destiny. Have you seen the gravel under your soul? That is what you have

After the consumed soul power was exhausted, it turned into the soul sand of this place. Now, your soul has shrunk to the size of only a fist. If you don't remedy it in time, you may not survive for a day!

"

Suosuo did not tell Xiao Ting about the resurgence of the "stigma mark" on Xiao Ting's body, nor did he mention a word about the appearance of his "old master".

Although Suosuo's "old master" took advantage of the resurgence of the stigmata and used unnatural means to move Xiao Ting to the other side of the sea of ​​fire and reshape Xiao Ting's body, he did not have time to help him.

The power of the soul is also repaired and completed.

What's more, the power of a person's soul cannot be manipulated by others at will. If one person fails to do so, his soul may be destroyed. So after weighing the balance, the "old master" of Suosuo still gave up and helped Xiao Ting reshape himself.

Thoughts of the soul.

But now, Xiao Ting was faced with such a dilemma. He gritted his teeth, endured the extreme pain, and sat cross-legged on the ground, assuming a practicing posture.

A faint colorful glow appeared on Xiao Ting's body, and Xiao Ting began to follow the soul repair method that Suosuo had taught him, trying to repair his soul power bit by bit.

But after half an hour of Xiao Ting's efforts, his soul light ball not only did not improve at all, but became even more dim.

Opening his eyes tiredly, Xiao Ting's lips were without a trace of blood. He looked at Suo Suo, who was also looking serious in front of him, and gave an ugly smile: "It seems that I can't survive this disaster after all! My body is useless.

It’s a hindrance, but the power of the soul is already exhausted! I’m really unwilling!”

Suosuo looked at Xiao Ting's somewhat discouraged look, and felt anxious in his heart.

Since the "old master" reshaped Xiao Ting's body, there is no reason to let him die and let his soul power dry up! There must be some other way to keep Xiao Ting's soul immortal. I must have ignored it

What is it! What is it that can revive the power of the soul? What is it!?

Suddenly, Suosuo's eyes lit up.

Looking at Xiao Ting who was still gritting his teeth and refusing to give up, he said in a deep voice: "Xiao Ting, I have a method that may be able to solve your current predicament. However, this method is extremely risky. If you are not careful, it may

It's beyond hope. Do you want to give it a try?"

Xiao Ting's tired eyes revealed a faint look. He looked at Suo Suo with a serious face and said with a smile: "Since Suo Suo you think it's feasible, why not give it a try? The situation will never be better than

Now...is it even worse!?"

Hearing this, Suosuo took a deep look at Xiao Ting, then formed a seal with his hands, and a colorful brilliance enveloped Xiao Ting.

Xiao Ting suddenly felt that his soul was like a dry desert, moistened by the rain, and became much more comfortable. He closed his eyes unconsciously. His body, which had been shaking due to severe pain, was now recovering.

Calm.

Suosuo kept his posture unchanged, and the colorful brilliance continued to shine towards Xiao Ting, and at the same time said: "Xiao Ting, with my supreme magical power, I can temporarily prevent the power of your soul from overflowing, and then I will pass it on to you.

You must understand the method with your heart. If this method succeeds, then you will dive into the sea and be reborn; if it fails, your soul will fly away and your body will die! Life or death is all in your mind!"

Xiao Ting opened his eyes, looked into Suo Suo's eyes, and after a while, smiled slightly: "Don't worry, the sea of ​​​​fire has not been able to take my life. This time, I will definitely succeed!"

Suosuo nodded, freed up his right hand, and pointed out.

A colorful beam of light shot directly into Xiao Ting's eyebrows. Xiao Ting suddenly felt that there was an extra message in his mind, so he quickly closed his eyes and started reading it by himself.

"How to grow a soul?"

Xiao Ting murmured to himself.

The so-called "soul planting" method is a method created by a giant of the immortals in the heavenly realm, specifically used to cultivate the power of the soul.

To put it bluntly, it is to regard the human soul as a seed, plant it, and then wait for it to take root and sprout, and after it breaks out of the ground, it can grow into a "soul tree". Once this method is completed, the power of the soul will

Like a towering tree, it possesses incredible power. It is said that the powerful man back then could easily crush masters of the same level just by relying on the power of his own soul.

This shows how unbelievable this method is!

But now Xiao Ting's situation is a little different. His soul power has almost dried up, and he can no longer plant it as a seed and wait for it to break out of the ground. Moreover, Xiao Ting does not have the soul soil that can allow the soul seed to take root and sprout.

.So the method Suosuo gave him was actually a reference.

What Suosuo really wanted Xiao Ting to do was not to plant his own soul, but to do the opposite and use the soul sand that Xiao Ting had already consumed most of his soul power to form as soil.

Plant something else.

As for what to plant, Suosuo also gave Xiao Ting the answer: Yaohua!

Yaohua is a three-color strange flower that Xiao Ting obtained after absorbing the soul-purifying power of Yaoji, the daughter of the Red Emperor. It is said that she was born with Yaoji and has incredible abilities.

According to Suosuo's inference, the most incredible thing about this Yaohua is its strange ability that can make people immortal.

If Xiao Ting can successfully plant this Yao flower into his soul sand, then with his special ability, he might be able to keep Xiao Ting's soul power from overflowing, and then be reborn, a different kind of rebirth of the soul.

!

After understanding Suosuo's intention, Xiao Ting also took a deep breath.

Time is running out, he must make a decisive decision!

With a flip of his hand, Xiao Ting took the three-color Yao flower into his hand.

Xiao Ting slowly closed his eyes as he looked at the strange flowers that were spinning in the palm of his hand and exuding three-color brilliance.

Colorful rays of light emerged from the surface of Xiao Ting's body, running the Holy Soul Refining Technique. Xiao Ting followed the "soul planting" method passed down to him by Suo Suo, and absorbed the Yao flower in his palm into the depths of his soul.

While Suosuo was working hard to keep Xiao Ting's soul immortal, he saw that the Yaohua that was spinning in Xiao Ting's hand slowly disappeared from his palm and appeared in Xiao Ting's soul light ball.

below.

At this moment, Xiao Ting closed his eyes tightly and used his little soul power to control the Yao flower and slowly came to his handful of soul sand.

Following the method Suosuo taught him, Xiao Ting used the power of his own soul as a guide to gently place the Yao flower in the soul sand below.

"Use souls as sand and flowers as seeds."

Xiao Ting softly recited the obscure incantation, and at the same time, he used the power of his soul to start running on a peculiar trajectory.

About half an hour passed. Under Xiao Ting's expectant gaze, the Yao flower began to emit a burst of three-color illusions. Then, under Xiao Ting's somewhat surprised gaze, it began to appear under Xiao Ting's soul sand.

Slowly take root!

Done!

Xiao Ting looked a little excited, and then he used the power of his soul to mobilize the soul power above the Yaohua, and sprinkled a light rain of soul light on the Yaohua below!

This soul light rain is the last bit of soul power that Xiao Ting has left. If Yaohua cannot absorb it and take root completely, then Xiao Ting may really die.

As the soul rain continued to fall, Xiao Ting's soul light ball became increasingly dim.

The Yao flowers planted in the soul sand gently swayed their petals as the soul rain fell, emitting a misty three-color light, but the flowers always hung low, as if there was no trace of life.

Xiao Ting felt his soul power getting weaker and weaker, and his heart was in his throat.

Finally, the soul light group on the Yaohua completely lost its luster and turned into the last bit of soul rain, falling on the Yaohua.

As for Yaohua, there was still no other reaction.

"Failed?"

Xiao Ting felt that the power of his soul had completely overflowed, and his body in the outside world seemed to have fallen into a dead silence. His eyes opened uncontrollably, but inside the pupils, there was darkness.

The darkness of death!

Just when Xiao Ting thought he had failed, the Yaohua suddenly burst out with a brilliant burst of brilliance and began to grow like crazy!
Chapter completed!