Former Enemy [Rebirth]

The work of cutting the spirit tendons of the Salamander was going on in a long and orderly manner. Su Che was already in a trance because of the pressure of the four major spellcasters. In the end, he could only immerse himself in a coma, and he really didn't know the time. How long did it take, until Long Qian made his last cut with sweat profusely, the entire cut spiritual veins suddenly glowed with the same dazzling red light as before.

Su Che was dazzled by the sudden red light, but in the next moment, a green aura emanated from Fazheng's body, soaking the entire thick and detailed veins in his own aura.

I saw a trace of the purest green spiritual energy bursting out from Fazheng's heart, lingering around his fingertips for a week, and then began to turn into an extremely thin and long thread of spiritual energy.

During the entire recasting process, Long Qian, who is good at using sword energy, is in charge of cutting the spiritual tendons, and the next step is to integrate the cut spiritual tendons into Su Che's body, because the spiritual energy is inherently healing. Fazheng will be completed.

Fazheng is a Buddhist monk, and he is a single spiritual root of the wood system, so he is the most suitable person to practice prosthetics.

The aura of the wood attribute is thick and gentle, and it is compatible with almost any body type of restoration object.And wood represents the revival and thriving vitality of all things, and it mainly grows and grows in the five elements.Therefore, among the four spell-casting monks, no one is more suitable for the step of "integration" than Fazheng.

Taking over the spiritual tendons from Long Qian, Fazheng clasped his hands together and said to Su Che, "Then, I'll start."

If being oppressed by spiritual pressure before was a kind of torture, then in the step of "integrating", Su Che will experience what real torture is.

Still using the analogy of surgery, the cutting process is just a preoperative preparation similar to disinfection, and there is no comparison with the real tragedy of the knife.

Because Su Che already has four spirit roots, only one fire spirit root is missing.

Therefore, in order to become a five-spiritual root, one must integrate a fire-spiritual root into the original veins of the whole body.

The principle of this integration process is similar to that of peeling off cocoons - Fazheng must use this scalpel-like aura silk thread to separate Su Che's meridians from the flesh, and then gather fire with the corresponding parts of Su Che's body. The lizard spirit tendons were "bound" together, and after using spiritual energy to make them compatible, they were re-implanted into Su Che's body.

There are innumerable thousands of human meridians, but they are the most sensitive parts of the body.

As the saying goes, ten fingers connect to the heart, if you injure a finger, it will hurt more than other places. This is nothing more than because the meridians on the finger are rich and complex.

But in today's recasting, what needs to be stripped is not just the meridians of the ten fingers?

Even if Fazheng's spiritual power has incomparable healing power compared to other people, a wound is a wound, and no matter how quickly it heals, it cannot avoid any pain in the process of integration.

The method is to integrate the thread of spiritual energy from Su Che's feet from bottom to top.

Because the head is the place where the meridians gather most, the pain caused will also be the greatest.

If the head is integrated from the beginning, everyone is worried that Su Che may not be able to survive until the end - Su Che needs to maintain a clear mind during the entire integration process, so the last thing that cannot be moved is the head.

Although Su Che had already made sufficient psychological preparations for this pain, when the spiritual energy thread manipulated by Fazheng peeled off the first meridian, Su Che already felt that his back was soaked in cold sweat.

The feeling of being repeatedly pulled into the flesh by a sharp knife is already like going to hell, but when this kind of cutting is carried out around the most sensitive tendons, this kind of pain can make one Buddha born two Buddhas. Ascension.

Su Che's face turned pale in an instant, and his breathing became extremely heavy.

Su Che really regretted that he didn't pour a pair of dumb medicine into it before recasting, so that even if he died of pain, he wouldn't moan.

As if aware of Su Che's pain, An Qiyuan, who was in charge of strengthening the formation, had a look of ease before, but since Fazheng began to perform the knife, thin sweat began to appear on his forehead, and his calm and calm expression gradually faded away. Cracks appeared, and the eyelids were fluttering all the time, and it was obvious that he wanted to open his eyes to see things.

Seeing that An Qiyuan was not in good shape, Su Che forced himself to hold back the overwhelming pain, almost biting his white teeth.

The thread of spiritual energy began to flow upward continuously. Although there was not a single drop of blood dripping during the whole operation, Su Che could still see with his naked eyes the skin and flesh that was constantly being cut open, and with the blessing of the magic circle, it began to reveal four colors. The four spirit root meridians.

toes, ankles...

Calves, knees, thighs...

Waist, chest, arms...

Su Che repressed and meditated on the parts that had been integrated. He even wanted to force himself to distract so as to perceive the parts that had been integrated with the new spiritual tendons, but the parts that had been cut by Fazheng were left with hot The pain is severe, but the person is paraplegic and can't move at all.

Su Che felt that at this moment, he could no longer be described by words like sweating profusely, profusely sweating.

In this kind of pain that was even more frightening than Ling Chi, Su Che felt that the water in his body was about to be cooked by the ever-increasing fire-gathering tendons.

Those places that have been integrated began to emit a strange bright red.

Su Che only felt that his mouth should be full of blood at the moment, but the irony is that his blood was almost evaporated.

Every second passed, he couldn't imagine how he was supported by himself in the previous second, and when this second passed, he seemed to be able to vaguely feel that the current self was no longer the previous self.

Those modified parts seem to be completely disconnected from the rest of the head.But the severe pain still followed him like a shadow, but Su Che still had to force himself to stay awake and not fall asleep.

Fa Zheng, who had been stripping off the meridians at an extremely fast speed, looked dignified.

Compared with An Qiyuan, who couldn't bear to look directly at him and closed his eyes, Fazheng played the role of being able to see all of Su Che's pain in the recast.

This also happens to be in line with the mission of the Buddhist cultivator - to see all the injustices in the world, and to save all suffering beings.

Although Su Che's condition was getting weaker and weaker, the silk thread in Fazheng's hand was moving quickly.

Fazheng knows better than anyone else that if he has any unnecessary compassion and unnecessary hesitation at this moment, it will make Su Che fall into an even more painful abyss.

But even so, when the integrated meridians finally completed the neck and began to enter the head, a trace of cold sweat still slipped from Fazheng's forehead.

At that moment, Fazheng paused for a moment, and after that, the silk thread in his hand suddenly changed from one thread to ten threads, and the veins and veins on his head were stripped and fused at ten times the original speed.

A burst of crushing pain came from all directions. Su Che, who was already on the verge of death, widened his eyes instantly when the ten spiritual energy threads touched his head. The eyeballs seemed to burst out of their sockets.

Those originally clear and lively eyes seemed to be stained with death, the whites of the eyes were bloodshot and red, and the facial features were also distorted due to the extreme pain, making Su Che's facial expression look like a Yaksha who came out of the underworld to seek his life , where can I still find half of the previous appearance?

The pain of bone erosion can drive a person to this point.

The scene of blending in was too tragic, even Ah Huang, who was always protecting the law, couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Slightly turning his eyes away, he found that Fa Zheng, who was casting a spell, was now pale and chapped with chapped lips. It was obvious that his true energy had been exhausted due to overuse.

Ah Huang's heart jumped into her throat immediately.

According to the previous plan, Fazheng should use one aura thread to complete the step of integration from the beginning to the end, but because Fazheng couldn't bear to see Su Che suffer such a long time, he temporarily increased the number of aura threads used for casting spells to ten— Because Su Che's pain has reached its peak when it is integrated into the head, no matter whether one silk thread or ten silk threads are used, for Su Che, the feeling is exactly the same, but the time experienced can be greatly shortened.

But in this way, Fazheng's spiritual power output also increased exponentially, and the consumption of true energy was much more than when he used a spiritual silk thread to operate it before.

It's no wonder that Fazheng began to appear strange after the integration of the head took less than a stick of incense.

Ah Huang was impatient, but she couldn't ask aloud.

After all, in order not to affect An Qiyuan, Su Che has endured such pain and has been able to hold back until now. Even if he is worried about Fazheng, it is not suitable for him to speak at this moment.

But seeing Fazheng's face getting paler and paler, Ah Huang tried harder to protect Su Che, and at the same time secretly transferred the excess spiritual energy to Fazheng.

Fazheng was taken aback, glanced at Ahuang from the corner of his eye, and shook his head slightly inaudibly, as if he wanted to keep the strength of Ahuang who had just advanced and stop sending him spiritual power.

Ah Huang is not willing to agree, besides, the current integration is proceeding to the most complicated head, if it really can't last, not only Su Che will be finished, but Fazheng will also be greatly damaged when he retracts his strength halfway.

"Okay, hold on a little longer, there is only a little left..."

Fazheng was peeling off the meridians at a faster speed, and he was going to bind and implant the old and new tendons with a sharp movement that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

"There is one last point, one last point..."

Even Fazheng secretly marveled in his heart that Su Che could endure such a horrific pain until now without saying a word.

When there was still the last meridian in the head that had not been combed, Fazheng suddenly realized that his movements were hindered.

"This……"

Fazheng frowned.

It turned out that Su Che's last meridian was right in the middle of his eyebrows, and the position coincided with the diamond-shaped seal on his forehead.

The seal was attached to this meridian, so a long time ago when Su Che discovered that An Qiyuan had branded this seal on his forehead, and wanted to pick it out with his hands, he would faint from the pain past.

"No, if you want to peel off this meridian, you must take off the seal fastened on it."

But once this kind of magic seal is branded, even the caster himself can only forcibly remove it, and there is no other way.

Fazheng's eyes froze and his heart turned, and he decisively pinched out the removed Fa Jue with his hand.

That dharma decision twisted the aura silk thread into a buckle, and seeing that the buckle was fastened to the root of the diamond-shaped seal, Fazheng's forehead was overflowing with sweat.

"Five Lives Yuan Ding, break!"

A stream of pure green zhenqi rushed along the spiritual qi thread, and hit the seal on Su Che's forehead.

Su Che felt as if he had been hit hard on the head by a giant hammer transformed from Mount Tai.

Amidst the blood redness, he seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, a mournful moan like a dying beast burst out from his locked throat, like a phoenix weeping blood or a dragon weeping.

"Ache!!!"

Su Che only heard a roar that could shake mountains and ground from his ear, but now he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

"Don't, don't open your eyes..."

"Dont look at me……"

Su Che only felt his lips move a few times invisibly, but no sound came out of his throat anymore, and his consciousness was plunged into darkness in an instant.