91: C91 Soul Refinement

C91 Soul Refinement

"No need!"

Zhang Fan shook his head and chose to refuse. However, he understood the meaning behind the old man's words. He was afraid that after training for so long, he would become mentally exhausted. On the contrary, he was brimming with vigor. "Elder Huang, I can do it!"

"Alright!" The elder looked at Zhang Fan's determined expression, and finally agreed, "Soul refining requires a very quiet environment, and this environment cannot be disturbed by anyone. Furthermore, soul refining takes a long time, and it mainly depends on your perseverance, but remember, the longer you endure, the better it is."

"Got it." Seeing the serious expression on Elder Huang's face, Zhang Fan understood the severity of the matter, so he nodded his head heavily as he kept it in mind.

"Come with me." Elder Huang said indifferently and brought him into the cave.

After entering the depths of the cave, Zhang Fan discovered that the old man had unknowingly opened up a room.

"Go in, follow the steps of soul refining." The old man asked again, "The longer you can hold on, the better!"

Just as Zhang Fan was about to enter, Elder Huang called out to him once more, "There are three Spirit-Sobering Pills. I really can't resist taking one. You might be able to hold on longer this way."

He originally wanted to refuse, but he eventually put it away. This was because he didn't know how much pain he would suffer from soul refining.

"Go," the old man said, waving his hand as he saw Zhang Fan putting away the book.

Zhang Fan nodded his head, took a deep breath, and walked directly in.

Arriving inside, he found that the space inside was quite large. At the very least, it was able to allow a person to stand up. As he sat down, the old man obtained a stone from somewhere and sealed it.

The light suddenly dimmed, causing the entire room to become stifling.

Zhang Fan took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and entered a state of emptiness. The cultivation technique that Ji Tong had created also appeared before his eyes.

The soul was one of the most vulnerable parts of a person's body. If one didn't have a strong will, they would have to give up.

Soul refining was mainly done through the use of the Heaven and Earth Flame. Before soul refining, one first had to learn how to condense the Heaven and Earth Flame, and then they would absorb it into their body and use their thoughts to refine the soul.

The Heaven and Earth Flame itself belonged to the purest type of firepower. Moreover, it was relatively peaceful, so it was chosen to be used for soul refining.

However, although the firepower was gentle, the scorching power was very strong. Entering the body first required a huge test, so it needed to be tempered in front of it. If the body really reached a certain level, then this small amount of firepower would not be a problem.

To condense the Heaven and Earth Flame required a very refined control and perception, because the first thing to do was to feel the firepower of the world.

This feeling was based on one's talent. Sometimes, it might take a long time, sometimes it might be very short, but the Heaven and Earth Flame had a special characteristic, which was that it was stable and active, stable and passionate, smooth and unrestrained. Therefore, if one wanted to control the Heaven and Earth Flame, one had to display the same passion.

After the introductions, there was a cultivation technique that ran along a route. If you operated it according to the route, you would be able to feel the existence of Heaven and Earth Flame more easily.

As he chanted this incantation in his heart, the Purple Clouds technique within his body started to revolve. After all, the Purple Clouds technique was much richer than the martial soul, so it should be easier to sense.

Even though there was no reaction after two rotations, there was no reaction after half a day, but Zhang Fan's expression was still very calm, and no one could tell from his expression that he was in a state of panic.

Since he was unable to sense it for so long, needless to say, his talent was slightly weaker. However, even if his talent was slightly weaker, so what if he persisted? As long as he persevered, he would definitely succeed once.

After a day had passed, Zhang Fan could no longer count the number of times he had failed. However, after failing so many times, he began to try again. After repeated defeats, he could no longer believe that he had failed …

On the morning of the second day, Zhang Fan suddenly felt as if his surroundings had become warm. His eyebrows rose, and his heart trembled. He took a deep breath, and following the instructions of his cultivation method, he began to feel the power of fire around him.

This time, his perception once again took a very long time. In the early morning, his year of consciousness began to surge, gradually becoming hotter. Soon after, it was as if countless red dots appeared in his mind.

Those red dots appeared exceptionally excited and excited. Zhang Fan began to feel it as he suppressed the excitement in his heart. According to the cultivation method, he would have to let the power of fire also feel his enthusiasm.

It had to be said that this once again created a very long process. After half a day had passed, Zhang Fan was finally able to grasp some of the tricks behind it. Basically, he had fully opened his mind and received the red dots, interacting with them.

Angele raised his right hand and a ball of red flame appeared in his palm.

"So this is the Heaven and Earth Flame?" There was astonishment in his eyes, followed by a smile. Without wasting any time, he willed the Heaven and Earth Flame to enter his body.0

As soon as he entered, Zhang Fan felt a bone-piercing pain, and cold sweat began to trickle down his back.

Zhang Fan took a deep breath and gritted his teeth. His mind was completely wrapped inside his body. At this moment, Zhang Fan's cold sweat began to flow even faster. He was in so much pain, yet his soul had already been refined …

At this moment, he was actually a bit nervous and a bit hesitant. However, after a while, all these things disappeared. If he couldn't bear the pain, he might as well go home and farm.

Zhang Fan coldly laughed. He didn't know if he was disdaining the Heaven and Earth Flame or the pain.

Taking a deep breath, he sent his will, which contained the flames of heaven and earth, to his soul in an instant. At that moment, his soul seemed to have exploded.

This pain could be said to be especially straightforward, it could be said that his entire person was lying down instantly, it could be said that this pain was penetrating to the very core of his heart. He could be said to be in pain to the point where he wished to die, it was as if the soul in his body was being slowly pulled out, the feeling made his whole body twitch, his originally handsome face instantly became twisted, it could be said that he was truly injured, he could only wish for death, he could not beg for life.

His body rolled on the ground, but this action could ease his pain. He really couldn't! He gritted his teeth and stopped himself from bleeding. His eyes were bloodshot. The word 'give up' had just surfaced in his heart, but it had already been annihilated by him.

At this moment, he had given up and endured such a great ordeal. He had given up just like that. Was it considered his own begging for mercy that was laughable and lamentable?!

"Ah!"

Zhang Fan let out a low growl as he stood up and looked at the stone wall. If it hurts, then your father will hurt you even more. Perhaps this way, your paralysis would be even better.

"Bang!" Without the slightest bit of nonsense, Zhang Fan punched the rock wall with a savage expression. Moreover, he did not stop at all.

His current physique could be said to be very shocking, but as he continued, his hands gradually started to turn red and blood began to flow. However, he still didn't stop because this effect was very good. This could be considered a transfer of pain …

Perhaps some people would say that Zhang Fan was a lunatic if they saw him at this moment, but Zhang Fan really didn't care at all. If he was crazy, then he was crazy. This kind of pain could drive anyone crazy.

An hour later, Zhang Fan's fist had basically turned into a bloody mess. After punching out the last punch, Zhang Fan's body lay down once more. This was because his soul had finally adapted to the attack.

Persistence, I must persevere, because Zhang Fan still remembers Elder Huang's words. The longer you persevere, the better the effects of soul refinement will be.

Since it was already like this, he had to accomplish it at the end. This was because his motto had always been either to not do it, or to do it so that it would be perfect.

His right hand trembled as it opened, revealing a pair of mad, bloodthirsty eyes. A ball of fire slowly rose, and this time the flame was extremely dense. Without any unnecessary words, he sent his consciousness into his soul.

The sudden flames made Zhang Fan grunt in pain once more. His whole body was twitching, but a hint of a cold smile was also appearing on his face. At this time, he couldn't help but think of the poetry of his previous life. If he doesn't even have a little bit of courage, then he might as well go home and cultivate his fields! Since he already came here, he would definitely be shocked by the sound of the thunderclaps.

He clenched his fists tightly as his expression became ferocious once more. His black pupils glowed with a purple light as his right hand opened with a tremble.

This poem came from Yue Fei's Manchu red poem, in which his boldness was exposed without a doubt. His face twisted, then he howled towards the sky, "Fighting in the heaven and earth, killing one person in three steps, don't stop!"

A huge ball of flame instantly rose. If the old man were to see it again, he would probably be deeply shocked.

Zhang Fan had gone mad. It was true that he had gone mad, but who could understand Zhang Fan's heart at this moment?

Even though the world is collapsing, I, Zhang Fan, am still standing tall. Even though the sea is dried up and the rocks are rotten, I, Zhang Fan, am still smiling as I look at all kinds of things …

He, Zhang Fan, is an extraordinary person. How could someone with such a lofty and lofty character possibly break a small piece of soul refinement? It would be laughable if he were to try to stop me, Zhang Fan.

As Zhang Fan's eyes became crazed, he sent his consciousness into the depths of his soul …

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