In the dark room, Nan Xiao sat cross-legged, her face pale and almost bloodless.
Beneath his navel, the secret realm of spiritual practice, the Wheel and the Sea, has been opened.
Above the dead sea of suffering, there is a looming disk, which is the wheel of life.
Nan Xiao's mood has calmed down. She has already prepared the worst case scenario, and now she has no choice but to follow the plan.
The wheel of life is very blurry, very small compared to the boundless sea of suffering below.
Baicao liquid, which is concentrated from the essence of hundreds of herbal medicines, is slowly injected into Gao Tian under Nan Xiao's call, and the wheel of life becomes clearer and clearer.
There are sixteen deep knife marks on the Wheel of Life, which are traces of time.
Beyond the sixteen notches, there is a dense network of fine lines and mottled spots.
In the past, when I climbed the 10,000-step Qingshi Shu Road, I had already overdrawn more than half of it. Even if I took a piece of century-old ginseng leaf and many blood-tonifying pills, nourishing pills and other medicines that strengthen the body and strengthen the body, it was still difficult to achieve perfection.
But now, those old wounds are bursting out, and the wheel of life is constantly falling under the waves of the sea of suffering.
The more damaged the wheel of life is, the deeper the boundless sea of suffering becomes.
Nan Xiao's body, which was like white porcelain, turned out to be like the road of life, with cracks covering her beautiful skin.
Ordinary bitter sea cultivators can only receive three bottles of Baicao liquid every month because their bodies can only carry so much.
Too much is not enough.
But in order to reverse the situation of death and Taoism, Nan Xiao worked hard and absorbed the life essence from forty-two bottles of Baicao liquid in one breath, adding foundation to the sea of suffering, allowing the blue sky to settle in all directions, and making the wheel of life appear in advance.
At this moment, her body was already running under high load, and the net was densely covered, like a spring lotus that had experienced a violent winter snow, almost withering and collapsing.
It's still beautiful, even the green moon above can't hide its color.
If Han Feiren, who loves beauty, was here, he would probably feel distressed for a moment, and then he would stand to the side with a happy face, lowering his head to admire the quiet beauty of this withered lotus.
However, this secret room is destined to be lonely.
Except for Nan Xiao himself, no one knows that there are still people here who refuse to give in to their destiny, letting the frost, winter, and scorching summer come, and clinging to the green mountains.
If she loses, her beauty will become withered bones.
But once she wins by luck, she will have the confidence to enter the game.
The thin blue light in the upper layer of the Sea of Bitterness activates the thick seawater, which continuously supports the physical body and protects it from being exploded by the life essence.
The golden bell on the body sometimes explodes and sometimes condenses. Following the rhythm of the waves in the Nanxiao Sea of Bitterness, the water gate opens and closes, constantly changing, barely maintaining balance.
Underground, throughout the stone room, there were countless extremely cold medicines such as iceberg grass, which were densely packed in most of the room.
At this time, these drugs were glowing slightly, injecting a strong sense of winter depression into the already damp and cold dark room.
In the stone jar, the killing nails dissipated.
The rolling life essence slowly flows into the Wheel of Life above the Sea of Bitterness, suppressing its tendency to collapse. Even the cracks on the Wheel of Life heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually turning into a faint scratch.
Nan Xiao's hot and steaming flesh and blood calmed down, and his breathing became steady. The breath he exhaled directly condensed into mist, and then ice, falling silently into the thick turbid water.
After half a day like this, Nan Xiao successfully refined all the forty-two bottles of Baicao liquid, and the sea of bitterness grew from a little soybean to half the size of a fist.
The Wheel of Life hangs in mid-air, far away from the Sea of Suffering. There are sixteen deep carvings on it, and the other fine cracks are almost imperceptible.
A layer of light blue light shrouded the outermost layer of the wheel of life. Every time a wave from the sea of suffering crashes into the wheel of life, it will be blocked by the light.
The practice of the realm of suffering ends here.
Nan Xiao Sitting in the pond, Nan Xiao decided to work hard to cultivate the spring of life and shape the divine bridge while building the sea of suffering.
All three Herbal Pills melted into the turbid water in the tank, and the turbid the water became, the turbid it became.
The life essence, comparable to three hundred bottles of Baicao liquid, swirled in the turbid water and instantly transformed into three long dark blue dragons.
Even though Nan Xiao opened up the sea of suffering and his physical quality and fortune were greatly increased, the wheel of life could not withstand such a massive amount of energy and was on the verge of breaking apart.
Nanxiao is neither impatient nor impetuous, and the Taoist scriptures are roaring.
The torrent of life essence stored in the Wheel of Life, driven by Nan Xiao, is like the sea water pouring back, and the billowing spring of life surges out.
If a cultivator wants to break through the realm of life spring, he needs to open a spring in the sea of suffering to communicate with the wheel of life and divine power.
But Nan Xiao's Wheel of Life is not in the Sea of Suffering, so this method cannot be used.
How can a source without roots give rise to the life spring of a practitioner?
Nan Xiao, who was limited by her knowledge reserve, could not think of a better answer, so she could only forcefully activate the life spring in order to have a chance of survival.
The worst case scenario has already occurred, and Elder Lu and Liang Bo's guesses have come true.
The sea of suffering shook, and the blue light on the outer layer of the wheel of life in the sky disappeared.
Every time the waves rise, there is a crack in the wheel of life.
Nan Xiao could not stop bleeding from her orifices, and her facial features began to become dull.
At the moment when she was about to lose consciousness, Nan Xiao jumped into the water tank containing three Herb Pills.
Three long green dragons formed by the gathering of life essence, like overwhelming mountains and oceans, flooded Nan Xiao's body.
The golden bell made of vitality collapsed instantly. If the wandering dragon had any sense, he rushed into Nanxiao's sea of suffering, set off huge waves, and then crashed crazily into the wheel of life.
The wheel of life is the foundation of human beings.
It is an existence that is both prosperous and destructive for oneself.
Today, the wheel of life is like a kite high in the sky, which may be blown off by the strong wind at any time.
Once he loses his balance, Nan Xiao will die.
Nan Xiao closed her eyes and lay weakly on the water, letting the turbid water in the tank wash her body.
The wheel of life is about to collapse at any time, but fortunately there is life energy to replenish it, so it can still persist.
But Nan Xiao's physical body could no longer hold on.
The blood is roaring, the muscles are shouting, the heart is beating wildly...
She is like a drum that is being beaten constantly and will burst at any time. It is also like porcelain being fired, but now the heat is too high and it is about to shatter...
it's time.
The stone chamber was shaped like a funnel. Nan Xiao steeled himself, squeezed the last energy accumulated in his body into a pellet, and pierced the cyan waning moon above his head.
"Tick-tock——"
The green moon was missing, and a drop of extremely thick water slowly dripped down the hole.
It was an ice-cold herbal syrup mixed with several cold things.
"Crack!"
The slurry hit the water in the stone jar, creating a cold wave.
Nan Xiao's face turned even paler.
The phoenix eyes are cold and withered, and the distant mountains are farther above the eyebrows.
After bathing in the ice grass slurry, ice crystals gradually condensed on the surface of the body, which was already full of cracks and bleeding continuously.
Dirty water washes the body, and beautiful jade loses its temperature.
Youth is gathered into the frost and snow, and vitality is hidden in the vast sea.
