After they regret their whole lives, I will never die in the training ground

"Princess, I'm going to take action, please hold back."

"Ah."

After a bland response, the eye removal began.

Excited, thrilled, nervous, as long as everything goes well, everything he lost will come back.

I don’t know how long it took, from morning to dark, two unwilling and angry roars sounded from the secret room one after another.

In the secret room, Feng Zhengyuan's eyes were wide open and bloodshot.

"Why, why, where is my cultivation, where is my talent?!"

"Why didn't the Duoji Dafa succeed?"

"National Master, National Master!!!"

Just as Feng Zhengyuan was calling out to the Taoist priest in green robe, an even more shrill roar came from the stone wall that was supposed to be soundproof, which frightened Feng Zhengyuan so much that he shuddered.

"How can there be none!!!"

"National Master?" He thought the other party was playing tricks, but now it sounds like that is not the case. This is even more miserable than the death of his parents.

"I...can see?"

Zhu Qingan heard the two angry voices. She had closed her eyes to let them adjust, but she slowly opened them.

A strange hand passed by and gently stroked my eyes. "My eyes don't hurt anymore."

The joy of success made her ignore the two screams just now.

When Feng Zhengyuan saw Zhu Qing'an's joy, his years of planning were ruined. He was already old and did not have enough time to prepare a second batch of qualified nutrients.

He couldn't bear it any longer and showed a resentful look. Before he could say anything, he found that his skin seemed to be getting older.

Only then did he discover that the magic circle centered on himself was actually going against the flow.

This anomaly only indicates two situations.

First, there is a problem with the formation.

Second, the nutrients below produced a being with seven great orifices.

The body was already rotating, so his crudely cobbled-together formation for seizing the foundation was naturally useless.

Either...

Feng Zhengyuan raised his head with difficulty, his eyes filled with disbelief, "It's you!"

He couldn't understand why he had arranged for an untrained person to provide his daughter with eyes.

No matter how talented one is, it will take several years to train a pair of brand new, completely untrained eyes to perfection.

Wait, his nourishment.

His own nutrients were absorbed by his own cornerstone, and then backfired on him as the main body?

Feng Zhengyuan couldn't believe it and was furious. He checked every step personally and couldn't understand where the mistake had gone.

"You are... the Emperor?"

Looking at the old Feng Zhengyuan sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, Zhu Qing'an blinked in confusion.

"Hurry, get out of here!" Feng Zhengyuan stretched out his trembling hand, pointed at Zhu Qing'an and said hurriedly.

In just a short while, he couldn't even speak. If he continued to go upstream like this, he would die on the spot.

Zhu Qing'an also noticed something was wrong. Could it be that his father's voice was so old?

"Father, you..."

Feng Zhengyuan interrupted him and said, "Go find the Imperial Master quickly."

There is still hope. The Seven Apertures Mastery saves him a lot of effort. All he needs to do is knock the person unconscious and activate the formation again. As long as she hasn't discovered the truth, there is still hope.

Those who have achieved the Seven Apertures can no longer be called ordinary people. Their mental power is enormous. Compared with before when they had to stay awake, now they have to be knocked unconscious in order to succeed.

While the other party has just entered this realm and everything is still unstable, it will definitely be in time to immediately launch another formation to seize the foundation.

"National Master? Where is he?"

Feng Zhengyuan didn't care about the fact that he had let the cat out of the bag, and pointed to a protruding rock wall and said, "He should be down there."

Below was where he placed the nutrients. The Imperial Master must have noticed something was wrong and went down to check.

Next to the secret room, a Taoist in green robe was searching for something in the flesh like a madman.

"Spiritual roots, where are the spiritual roots I want? Why can't I find them?"

"It shouldn't be like this. It shouldn't be like this."

After searching dozens of times, the original appearance in the flesh and blood could no longer be seen.

The Taoist in green robe, who looked like an immortal, slapped the stone bed next to him.

Apart from the pain in his hands from the shaking, there was nothing unusual about the stone bed.

If Feng Zhengyuan were here, he would definitely recognize at a glance that this stone bed is exactly the same as the one he is lying on.

It’s useless even if we find it now. The person is dead and the roots are scattered.

Just like Feng Zhengyuan next door, the Taoist in green robe couldn't understand why he couldn't find any spiritual roots in Bai Qingge's body.

After much difficulty, they found a person with spiritual roots, who also had amazing perseverance and did not even cry out even when his stomach was cut open.

His original fifty-fifty confidence instantly increased to ninety percent. At that moment, he felt that he was the one favored by heaven.

He is destined to ascend to the upper realm and pursue a broader path.

Could it be that the method of stealing roots with blood and flesh passed down by our ancestors was completely fabricated?

The spiritual root cannot be seen or touched, but it is integrated into the flesh and blood. There is no other way to get rid of it except to be taken away by the powerful.

Among the skills passed down by his ancestors, he found a method of taking away roots with flesh and blood.

After practicing, you can see the spiritual roots flowing in the flesh and blood, and then you can refine them for your own use.

The only drawback is that mortals who have not reached the foundation-building stage need to cut open their flesh and blood to find the spiritual roots.

If the person whose spiritual roots are taken away cannot endure the pain of having his flesh cut and his soul taken away, his spiritual roots will dissipate after he dies.

This was the first time he used this technique. The Taoist priest in green robe was scratching his head, wondering if he had practiced it wrong. He was afraid that he would never guess in his lifetime that the person he was trying to steal roots from did not have any spiritual roots at all.

If one wants to deprive someone of their spiritual roots out of thin air, one must reach the legendary Golden Core Stage before one can take away someone's spiritual roots while they are still alive. He dared not even think about this.

The Taoist in green robe was both angry and depressed, so he secretly built a secret room next door. He had made all the plans to integrate Bai Qingge's spiritual roots into his own body.

He then intercepted the nutrients that the emperor prepared for himself. After all, the emperor was just a mortal. Under the same conditions, he naturally could not absorb more than him.

Unlike the emperor, he only wanted the spiritual power stored in his body by those nutrients.

He would like to be like the emperor and get rid of his problems once and for all, but if he does something too immoral, he will not be able to ascend to the upper realm.

Even a powerful evil cultivator was struck by the Heaven, so using spiritual power to practice is the right way.