Nine Revolutions Primal Chaos Art

After waiting for less than 100% interest, a friar with a big knife guarding the door on the first floor said to Xiao Lingyu, "go in."

The first floor of Xingshen building has a large area. There are eight counters in it. Only one is idle. Xiao Lingyu walked to the counter.

After paying five hundred Yangjing, Xiao Lingyu received a jade plate engraved with four small words "Ding Mao on the second floor".

According to the instruction of the nun with a smile on her lips behind the counter, Xiao Lingyu went up to the second floor and easily found the wing of Dingmao.

Dingmao's wing room is not large, only a small square table less than a foot high and two futons.

An old man in a white robe sat cross legged on a side futon, facing the door of the wing room. After Xiao Lingyu came in, he opened his eyes and said, "sit down."

When Xiao Lingyu sat cross legged opposite, the old man asked, "how long has it been since flying up?"

Xiao Lingyu said truthfully, "more than a hundred years."

The old man didn't have any strange expression. He nodded and said, "it's easier to wake up within a thousand years. You should relax."

At the time of speaking, the old man took out a golden pill and said, "there are two ways to wake up your mind. One is that I will shake your soul with the secret method of this building, and the other is to take the wake-up pill. The first method requires you to completely release your mind defense, and it may hurt your soul. The second method is much simpler and risk-free."

Xiao Lingyu said curiously, "since shaking the soul can wake up the God, why do you come to this wake up building?"

The old man smiled and said: "The method of shaking the soul is only in short, but there are many ways. If other monks don't understand the method and shake the souls of the newly ascended ones at will, they will shake each other's souls 100%. Only secret methods can ensure safety. At most, they only hurt each other and will never destroy each other's souls. Almost all the newly ascended monks are new to life At the beginning, even the realm is unstable, but the soul is very fragile. "

After listening to the old man's explanation, Xiao Lingyu naturally understood a lot. He asked, "should this awakening pill be paid separately?"

The old man nodded and said, "it's worth a thousand Yang crystals. If you can't get so many Yang crystals, it doesn't hurt. We'll wake up according to the first way."

Xiao Lingyu hesitated for a moment, took out a thousand Yang crystals and said, "what if this awakening pill is invalid?"

The old man took the Yangjing and said, "don't worry. If it doesn't work, return your Yangjing and compensate you a thousand Yangjing. The power of Xingshen pill spreads quickly. If you don't believe it, take it next to you. You can wake up smoothly for up to an hour!"

Xiao Lingyu acted according to his words, sat down cross legged in a corner of the wing room, and then took the awakening pill.

The old man continued to receive other monks who came to wake up. However, for the newly promoted monks, it was difficult to take out 500 Yangjing. Most of them needed to join a force or team and be funded by others. Few could take out 1000 Yangjing to buy a wake-up pill like Xiao Lingyu.

As the old man said, the medicine of Xingshen pill spread very fast. It almost collapsed just after entering the abdomen, and quickly rushed into Xiao Lingyu's sea of knowledge to wrap up the golden beads of his soul.

The power of the medicine constantly impacted the golden bead of Xiao Lingyu's soul, and then slowly penetrated into it

The old man performed the Dharma step by step to wake up the monks who came in. When most monks went out, they looked pale and their steps were vain, like they had not recovered from a serious illness. Moreover, in their expression, they still seemed to have lingering palpitations, as if they had just awakened from a nightmare.

Obviously, although the secret method mentioned by the old man can awaken God safely, the awakened friars must suffer a lot.

Xiao Lingyu didn't suffer much, but after an hour, the power of Xingshen pill completely penetrated into his soul golden bead, but he still couldn't call the power of the soul to form a divine idea. The power of the soul was still limited to the soul golden bead.

"Impossible!"

The old man listened to Xiao Lingyu's explanation. He didn't believe it. His face was blue. He said, "come and sit down opposite!"

Originally, there was a monk sitting opposite the old man, but the monk saw that the old man's face was not good, so he got up and stood aside.

When Xiao Lingyu sat down, the old man pointed at the center of his eyebrows and then ordered: "start trying to release the power of the soul!"

A moment later, the old man took back his fingers and said, "your soul is not only special, but also the realm is not weak. If you don't just fly up, you really haven't awakened..."

After pondering for a long time, the old man took out two thousand Yang crystals and said, "I can't wake up for you. You have to go to the third floor."

Xiao Lingyu calmly received Yangjing and said, "who are you looking for on the third floor? In which room?"

The old man smiled and said, "the third floor is an expert. I need to take you up."

After working hard for many years, Xiao Lingyu naturally understood the old man's meaning and returned the two thousand Yangjing to the old man.

The old man looked very satisfied and said to the man next to him, "wait here."

There are only three wing rooms on the third floor of Xingshen building. The old man in Dingmao room on the second floor knocked the wing room closest to the stairs with Xiao Lingyu.

The door opened automatically, and the old man and Xiao Lingyu entered the wing room one after another.

This room not only has a large area and can be divided into internal and external rooms, but also is lavishly arranged. It has thick plush carpet, large crystal ceiling, antique tables and chairs, and some obviously extraordinary calligraphy and painting.

Under one wall, there is a desk half a person high. Behind the desk is a man who looks very young.

Opposite the young man, there are two people, one is a young and beautiful woman, and the other is a bent old man holding a crutch.

The beautiful woman sat in the chair, but the old man stood beside her silently.

When Xiao Lingyu and old Ding Mao came in, the three people in the room looked at it together. The beautiful woman's face was a little pale, and there was even a trace of blood on her mouth.

After only one look, the beautiful woman slapped her face on the desk and angrily scolded, "thanks to you, you are still an expert in waking up. It would hurt my soul after waking up!"

The young man explained with a wry smile: "miss three, your situation is special. You were born only 100000 years ago. Now you have a four heaven realm of longevity. It is far more difficult to wake up than those monks who have just risen. I have tried my best. Please understand."

"Understand? I understand you. Who will understand the pain I have just suffered?" the beautiful woman said angrily.

"Well, the cost of awakening God will be exempted and the right should be compensated."

The young man shook his head reluctantly, and then pushed a storage bag in front of the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman was not polite. She put away the storage bag at once, but she still insisted: "there is a problem with your level of awakening. In order to avoid harming people's children, I suggest you go to practice hard and show off your skills!"

The young man was so scolded and didn't get angry. He smiled and said, "miss three, you'd better go to the side and meditate. The trauma of the soul can't be delayed. This soul nourishing pill should help miss three. Of course, it's free."

The beautiful woman took the pill and said, "you know!"

Then, the beautiful woman found a chair nearby, sat down cross legged, took pills and recuperated quietly.

The bent old man has been silent, standing silently behind the beautiful woman with an indifferent look.

"What's his problem?" the young man asked, pointing to Xiao Lingyu.

"His soul is special, and his level should not be low. The awakening pill can't wake him up." old Ding Maofang hugged his fist and replied, looking very respectful.

"Isn't it also born in the eternal world?" the young man asked with a frown.

"No, he flew up from the lower world. It has just been a hundred years since he flew up." old Ding Maofang replied.