The so-called Soul Separation Art was to extract a person's soul from the host body.
It looked exactly the same as the Evil Soul Art's Soul Snatcher.
It was indeed almost the same, but there was an essential difference.
The Soul Separation Art extracted a complete and fresh soul.
The Evil Soul Art's Soul Devour took the soul of a puppet that had lost its consciousness.
The Soul Snatcher was a brutal and direct method of extracting a person's soul, but it did not extract their consciousness, will, or emotions.
This kind of violence led to their souls being taken away and placed into the Soul Ring, directly turning them into brutal Puppet Fighting Souls without consciousness or emotions.
In other words, the soul that was extracted by the Soul Snatcher was already considered dead.
The body would become a walking corpse, and the soul would become a numb and cold energy body without any consciousness or emotions.
In this way, Yang Dingtian did not need to go through the trouble of creating a Puppet Battle Demon.
At this moment, Yang Dingtian's Soul Ring already had enough powerful Puppet Battle Souls.
However, Yang Dingtian wanted to revive a Master with consciousness and emotions. He wanted his Master's soul to live in this world again.
Therefore, he had to extract his Master's soul completely from his own mind and guide it into the Soul Convergence Art.
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However, there were three incomparably difficult aspects.
First of all, how to completely strip his master's soul, emotions, and everything else out of his mind when he was stripping his master.
Second, because his Master's soul lived in his own mind, how to separate his Master's soul from his own? Otherwise, it was very likely that not only would his Master's soul be extracted, but his own soul would also be extracted.
This was very, very likely. Back then, Yang Dingtian had turned Wu Xingwen into a walking corpse in this way. That bastard had extracted his own soul.
One had to know that Dongfang Minmie's remnant soul was currently living in his own soul.
Purely in terms of form, the two could be considered as one. It was not just a parasite hanging onto another species and pulling it out.
Third, his master's soul was already extremely weak. He was already under the greatest protection in his mind, but he had no choice but to enter a period of deep sleep. If he moved even a little, he would immediately turn into ashes.
It could be said that as long as it left his mind, there was a 100% chance that it would directly dissipate. It would not be able to enter Soul Convergence at all.
It could be said that these three points were almost unsolvable.
Of course, if Wulingzi was willing to help, it would be as easy as blowing off dust.
With his mental strength, he could easily enter Yang Dingtian's mind, wrap Dongfang Minmie's remnant soul, and then use the Soul Separation Art to extract it.
However, during the entire process, Dongfang Minmie's soul could still remain in a state of deep sleep. His incomparably powerful mental strength could completely protect his master's fragile soul fragments, and then easily inject them into Soul Gathering.
As for the final resurrection procedure, it would be easier to directly use the Art of Rebirth.
Reviving Dongfang Minmie was a difficult task for others, but for Wulingzi, it was as simple as drinking a cup of water.
However, he did not agree to it.
He was not even willing to trade the Soul Separation Art.
Just a scroll of the beginner ninth level Art of Rebirth, and he wanted to exchange it for Yang Dingtian's Despair City Secret Realm.
He wasn't trying to cheat Yang Dingtian anymore. Instead, he was trying to kill Yang Dingtian.
Yang Dingtian knew the Soul Assimilation Art. Then, there was a 99% chance that he would extract his master's soul and his own soul.
Then, he would become a walking corpse.
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Deep in the sea, Yang Dingtian entered into meditation.
He had the deepest and deepest understanding of the Evil Soul Art.
Because, Dugu Xiao had injected everything about the Evil Soul Art into his mind.
Yang Dingtian could confirm that the so-called Soul Assimilation Art and the Soul Separation Art should be from the same system.
It was just that the Soul Separation Art was much more advanced, and also much more difficult.
As for the Soul Assimilation Art, it was much simpler and more violent.
Then, now, Yang Dingtian had to solve the first difficult problem.
That was, as if his own soul and his master's soul were to be completely separated and independent.
This sounded very simple, but in fact, it was very, very difficult.
The soul was a special kind of energy body, invisible and traceless.
It could be said that at this moment, his master's soul was in the depths of Yang Dingtian's soul, completely fused together, and there was no way to separate them.
Even if there was a way to separate them, at the moment of separation, his master's soul would turn into ashes.
Because, his master's soul fragment completely relied on Yang Dingtian's soul to provide energy and sustenance.
Once separated, it would be completely destroyed.
Think, think, think!
Meditate, meditate, meditate!
Yang Dingtian had to find a way to successfully separate his master's soul from his own soul without causing them to vanish into thin air.
Was there a way?
Yes!
That was to separate the soul, inseparable the form!
His master's soul still lived in his consciousness, and physically could not be separated.
However, from the Spiritual World, from the virtual Spiritual World, it began to separate.
What was the way?
Meditate, Yang Dingtian entered his own Spiritual World, directly into the brain, and then found his master, Dongfang Minmie.
It sounded very simple!
But in reality, it was extremely difficult.
How big was the Spiritual World in a person's brain?
It was completely unimaginable. It was even bigger than the world Yang Dingtian had been to at this time.
Especially for Yang Dingtian, who had lived on Earth and in the Chaotic World.
He had read countless novels and movies in his mind. These things had formed a projection in his mind and become a part of his Spiritual World.
Therefore, the Spiritual World in Yang Dingtian's mind might be millions or tens of millions of square kilometers.
Some were clear, some were blurry, and some were repeated.
But without a doubt, these all formed the Spiritual World.
Therefore, it was impossible to imagine how big it was.
There was a saying that the memory capacity of a person's brain was tens of thousands or even more terabytes.
That's right, terabytes.
Every terabyte was equivalent to 1024 gigabytes.
A high-definition * * * * * was only 2 gigabytes.
But there were hundreds of thousands of images inside.
From this, one could imagine how big a person's Spiritual World was.
Then, wanting to find the parasitic Dongfang Minmie's soul in the Spiritual World was equivalent to looking for a person hiding and sleeping in a land of millions of square kilometers.
How difficult was that? It was unimaginable!
How long would a normal search take? One foot at a time, one meter at a time.
It would take at least tens of thousands of years.
However, how much time could Yang Dingtian have?
Of course, why didn't he awaken his master's soul directly? Wouldn't he be able to find it directly?
That's right, he could find it after awakening it.
But after awakening his master's divine sense, his soul fragments were scattered.
Because the composition of the human brain was different, each place was responsible for different things.
Therefore, if his master wanted to communicate with Yang Dingtian, he had to be scattered in various parts.
It was also because of this that his master's soul was still rapidly dissipating in Yang Dingtian's mind. Because these soul fragments were scattered, a lot of them would be lost every time.
Therefore, his master had no choice but to sleep and let all the soul fragments gather together.
Moreover, when Yang Dingtian extracted his master's soul, he also needed it to be completely gathered together.
Therefore, during the entire process, his master's soul had to be in a sleeping state.
Therefore, the first step to reviving his master was for Yang Dingtian to enter his own Spiritual World and find his master's sleeping soul.
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Where was his master's soul sleeping in Yang Dingtian's Spiritual World?
Yang Dingtian could only bet and guess!
But no matter what, he needed a lot of time to find it. It might take a few months, a few years, or even longer.
However, reality gave Yang Dingtian no more than three or four days at most.
Once the Tiandō League meeting ended, Qin Qiqi and Ning Wuming's army would set off to sweep through Cloud Sky City.
Therefore, Yang Dingtian had to enter an extremely deep level of meditation.
The deeper the level of meditation, the slower time would be.
The first level, the second level, the third level, the fourth level, the fifth level!
Every time, the speed of time would be several times slower.
Therefore, when one entered a deep level of meditation, a few decades inside might be equivalent to a few hours in the real world.
Of course, when one entered a deep level of meditation, there would be a very terrifying thing.
That was being unable to wake up and being stuck in the cracks of the Spiritual World.
There were gaps in a person's memory, so the Spiritual World was definitely not smooth and complete.
In a certain memory, a scene that did not belong to the same world would be inserted.
Once one entered this kind of mistake, they would never be able to get out.
This was equivalent to a bug in this world, and there was a dead end everywhere.
These theories of the Spiritual World were still very profound on Earth, and there were only related concepts.
However, in the Chaotic World, there was a whole set of theories.
Although there were very few Spiritual Masters in this world, the research in the Spiritual Domain was much more advanced than on Earth.
There were also many so-called meditation scrolls that could enter one's own Spiritual World.
Yang Dingtian was about to begin the first step of reviving his master, which was to enter meditation and find his sleeping master's soul in the Spiritual World.
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Entering the Spatial Ring, Yang Dingtian chose a Spiritual Scroll.
Ningning was a Spiritual Master, so there were many meditation scrolls inside, and there were even ninth-grade Spiritual Scrolls.
Was it true that the higher the grade of the Spiritual Scroll, the higher the grade?
Of course it was, because the higher the grade, the deeper the level of meditation, which meant that Yang Dingtian had enough time to find his master's sleeping soul in his own brain.
However, the higher the grade of the Spiritual Scroll, the more realistic the Spiritual World would be, and the scenes in the deepest part of the memory would be completely dug out.
The more realistic the Spiritual World, the more bugs and cracks there would be, and the easier it would be to be forever stuck in the cracks and completely lost.
After struggling and hesitating, Yang Dingtian didn't choose the highest grade scroll. Instead, he chose an eighth-grade beginner's meditation scroll.
The blurrier the Spiritual World, the less dangerous it would be, but the less time it would take.
Holding the Spiritual Scroll in his hand, Yang Dingtian took a deep breath.
What was about to happen next was Yang Dingtian's craziest and most dangerous journey.
Because no one could wake him up.
There was only one condition for waking up, and that was to wake himself up once he found his master's sleeping soul.
If he could not find his master, then Yang Dingtian would always be immersed in meditation.
Then, perhaps half a month, a month, or even a few months would pass.
By the time he woke up, Cloud Sky City would have already been reduced to ashes.
Meditation was always something that only high-level Spiritual Masters could play with.
There were endless traps and cracks in it, and there was also a state of perpetual searching without reaching one's goal.
For ordinary people, meditation was simply too dangerous.
And the craziest thing was!
Yang Dingtian came up with this method of reviving his master himself, but there was no theoretical support at all, and no one could guarantee that it would succeed.
It was just something that Yang Dingtian came up with himself, and there was no Spiritual Master to prove that it was feasible.
If Wulingzi knew about Yang Dingtian's method, he would be completely shocked, shocked by Yang Dingtian's craziness and recklessness.
Ordinary people entering the Meditation World were purely seeking death, seeking death, seeking death!
There were endless cracks in it, and there was simply no way to escape.
Of course, Yang Dingtian did not know much about this point.
The ignorant were fearless. Yang Dingtian took a deep breath, and then entered a mystical Qi into the eighth-grade meditation scroll in his hand.
"Hu …"
In an instant, the special energy of the meditation scroll instantly made Yang Dingtian fall into a deep sleep.
It was like passing through a space-time tunnel, constantly shuttling, shuttling, shuttling …
"Hu …"
All the rotating streams of light stilled, forming a complete picture.
Yang Dingtian entered the depths of his own spiritual world.
… …
At this moment, he was in the depths of the sea!
That's right, it was the depths of the sea of the Southern Barbarian Continent, and the environment was exactly the same as his reality.
Because, where he was at the moment before meditation, when he entered the spiritual world, he was also at this place.
Next, Yang Dingtian wanted to leave here and find the sleeping Dongfang Minmie in the spiritual world.
Yang Dingtian began to paddle up, and up.
"Swoosh …" He suddenly rushed out of the water.
Not far away was the Hundred Thousand Mountains of the Southern Barbarian Continent, and surrounding it was the vast sea.
At this moment, that strange mount was still hovering on the surface of the sea.
Yang Dingtian suddenly jumped up, sat on that flying mount, and began to rise into the air.
Where was the place where his master was sleeping?
He could only gamble!
In the cave in the world of ice and snow, at the place where he met Yang Dingtian.
Of course, he was not sure at all.
His master's divine sense could still be at home in the Yin-Yang school.
Because, perhaps he was full of nostalgia for his home, so he chose to sleep at home.
However, Yang Dingtian had to choose one.
Then he chose the cave in the world of ice and snow.
After confirming the direction, Yang Dingtian rode the flying mount and flew towards the northeast.
In the world of ice and snow, thousands of miles of glaciers, in the northeast of Zhongzhou.
… …
Yang Dingtian continued to fly towards the northeast.
"Brother Tian, save me, save me …" Suddenly, Vulture's cries came from behind.
Then, there was Wu Youming's cold laughter.
Then, there was Vulture's blood-curdling screams.
Of course, all of this was fake. It was only the projection of Yang Dingtian's emotions.
In reality, Wu Youming was very likely a modest gentleman, and would never hurt Vulture.
But subconsciously, Yang Dingtian was afraid that such a thing would happen.
Yang Dingtian ignored it, and did not even look back.
Because, these were all part of the countless spiritual traps.
Once he saw it, or even rushed up, he would enter a chaotic emotional world, which could cause the surrounding spiritual world to be distorted. At that time, he would never be able to come out.
Yang Dingtian continued to fly, and fly!
Below, it was completely the boundless sea.
This was very advantageous, because the boundless sea looked very similar, and could be pieced together with the same image.
The simpler the image, the safer it was, and the less likely there was a bug.
Finally, after flying through thousands of miles of sea, he arrived at Nanzhongzhou.
Yang Dingtian continued to fly higher and higher.
At this moment, he was still considered safe.
Because the Nanzhongzhou that he saw was seen from a very high place, it was almost a static and blurry image. Therefore, he was still safe.
After flying over Nanzhongzhou, he crossed the sea, and arrived at Great Zhongzhou.
Yang Dingtian had been to the ground here before, so there was a clear image.
"Ah …" Suddenly, Ling Wu's blood-curdling screams came from the ground. Then, he saw the Divine Weapons Villa's young master was frantically tearing Ling Wu's clothes, and was about to humiliate her.
Yang Dingtian used a huge amount of willpower, and did not lower his head to look, and directly flew over.
Because, this was also a spiritual trap.
The worries in reality were projected into the spiritual world, and formed into a trap.
Yang Dingtian continued to fly. He flew away from Great Zhongzhou, and continued to arrive at the surface of the sea.
Next, the most dangerous moment was about to arrive!
Because, from here to the world of ice and snow, Yang Dingtian had never been there before.
Therefore, Yang Dingtian's spiritual world was completely blank, and there was no concrete image.
Of course, it didn't matter if it didn't exist at all.
The most frightening thing was that Yang Dingtian's brain automatically filled in the gaps.
He tried to use the other images in his memory to construct this blank world.
That was extremely unreasonable, but it was also a fact that would definitely happen.
Once his mind was slightly confused, and he filled in this blank world with an absolutely unreasonable image, then everything would be over.
For example, he could fill in a certain image from Earth into this blank world.
If Yang Dingtian rushed in, then he would never be able to come out, and could only spin in that wrong image forever.
Of course, it could also be said that he might as well not construct it, and just go straight to the vast ocean, and just stay like this until the world of ice and snow.
This was even more impossible, because he clearly knew in his mind that he would have to pass through Northern Zhongzhou, and even the Mysterious Sky Sect of Yingzhou midway.
Once it was a vast ocean, then it meant that this world was not real. It meant that he had completely entered the vast ocean, and would spin in circles forever, and would never be able to come out.
Taking a deep breath, Yang Dingtian gathered all his spirit, and entered the fantasy of Northern Zhongzhou.
This was an extremely difficult and complicated matter.
First of all, the distance had to be right!
From Great Zhongzhou to Northern Zhongzhou, how long would it take to cross the ocean? It had to be right.
Secondly, the approximate area of Northern Zhongzhou had to be right.
The specific image could be blurred.
However, he had to focus all his attention here. He could not transfer the image of other places to Northern Zhongzhou.
For example, Yang Dingtian moved the image of Sky Demon City to Northern Zhongzhou because he missed Dongfang Minmie.
Then, it would be completely over!
He would directly rush into the world of Sky Demon City, but Sky Demon City was not here. He could not find a way out even if he wanted to.
Because the brain was absolutely real, absolutely strict, and absolutely not allowed to lie.
Yang Dingtian used all his spirit to imagine Northern Zhongzhou.
He used all his knowledge to construct the image of Northern Zhongzhou.
That's right, this was the distance. It was 2,300 miles away from Great Zhongzhou.
In front, Northern Zhongzhou could already be vaguely seen.
Northern Zhongzhou was still moist, but it was already a relatively cold world.
Towards the south, there was still a lot of greenery, but towards the north, one could already see traces of snow.
This was the world constructed by Yang Dingtian. It could be illusory, but it had to be logical.
Yang Dingtian flew all the way, passing by Northern Zhongzhou below.
This was the Northern Zhongzhou that Yang Dingtian had constructed in his mind. There could not be any mistakes, no fatal bugs.
At this moment, Yang Dingtian's mind was working at high speed. He had to be absolutely focused, not even a little bit, otherwise, everything would be over.
Suddenly!
The image of Dongfang Bingling suddenly flashed and imprinted on the image of Northern Zhongzhou.
Yang Dingtian's heart jumped.
No, please don't, please don't!
Then, the image of Northern Zhongzhou started to distort and spin!
Ah … … Ah … …
Yang Dingtian's heart was screaming!
It's over, it's over.
Dongfang Bingling's face became clearer and clearer. The image of Northern Zhongzhou became more and more distorted and blurred.
It's over, it's completely over.
The bone-deep longing for Dongfang Bingling and the fear of the future caused the image of Dongfang Bingling to directly insert itself into Yang Dingtian's thoughts, instantly disrupting his entire plan.
It's over, it's over, everything is over!
The world around Yang Dingtian became more and more blurred and distorted.
Only Dongfang Bingling's face became clearer and clearer.
Soon, he would be completely lost and never wake up.
Most of the time, people could not control their own minds. The more you tried not to think about something, the more you would think about it.
Previously, when Yang Dingtian was on the surface of the Southern Barbarian Continent, he could ignore the cries of the Vulture. It was fine even if he was distracted.
Because that image truly existed in Yang Dingtian's mind, he did not need to waste his energy to construct it.
It was the same for Ling Wu in Northern Zhongzhou.
However, in Northern Zhongzhou, Yang Dingtian was completely unfamiliar. He had to construct this image wholeheartedly. Once he was disturbed, he would be completely lost.
It's over, it's over!
The world around him had already become a blur.
Everything around him had already become a blur of nothingness.
This place was more or less an illusory realm.
Only Dongfang Bingling's face became clearer and clearer.
"Kaka … Scared, scared, scared, scared, scared …"
Suddenly, Baobao's voice resounded in Yang Dingtian's mind. It was silly and crisp.
Baobao's laughter could not be heard clearly.
This voice was instantly like the sound of nature.
"Bang …" Dongfang Bingling's face was instantly shattered and disappeared without a trace.
After that, the world around him gradually became clear. The entire Northern Zhongzhou was constructed again.
"Baobao, Daddy loves you!" Yang Dingtian muttered to himself.
Once Yang Dingtian was distracted because of Dongfang Bingling, it was practically unsolvable. The more you did not think about it, the more you would think about it.
The more you suppressed it, the more it would rebound.
Humans simply could not control their own minds.
At this moment, his love for Baobao suddenly burst forth and directly shattered his distraction of Dongfang Bingling.
Even though Baobao did not know anything, at this moment, he saved Yang Dingtian.
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Finally, they flew over Northern Zhongzhou.
Yang Dingtian was almost exhausted.
The Northern Zhongzhou behind him was getting further and further away. At this moment, only a vague shadow was needed in his mind.
Fortunately, they were flying towards the northeast and not the north. Therefore, they only needed to fly diagonally across Northern Zhongzhou for about a hundred miles.
Otherwise, Yang Dingtian would not be able to withstand the thousands of miles of Northern Zhongzhou. He really could not construct a few thousand miles of Northern Zhongzhou.
This was because this construction was completely virtual, but it had to be absolutely real and absolutely logical.
The difficulty of not using a scene with wrong logic was extremely high. It could be said that if Yang Dingtian were to do it again, it would definitely be impossible.
His mind could only construct a few hundred miles.
Any more and he would have to repeat it completely. Once he repeated it, his mind would tell him that it was not real and he would be completely lost.
The spiritual world had to be logical and real.
Yang Dingtian continued to fly!
Next, there was another challenge, and that was Immortal Abode Island. Immortal Abode Island where the Xuantian Sect was located.
It was here!
Yang Dingtian instantly gathered all his thoughts and constructed a logical Immortal Abode Island Xuantian Sect that could deceive his mind.
But soon, Yang Dingtian realized that it was just a false alarm.
He did not need to pass by Immortal Abode Island. He just brushed past it.
A few hundred miles of Immortal Abode Island was just a glimpse from afar.
However, he still had to be very careful. He must not put the scene of Yin-Yang school into his mind.
Even though it was just a flash, Yang Dingtian was still fully focused. He constructed a realistic Immortal Abode Island Xuantian Sect in his mind.
Immortal Abode Island was over!
Yang Dingtian heaved a sigh of relief.
The most dangerous time was over.
Next was the boundless sea.
At the end of the sea was a world of ice and snow. It was the place where Yang Dingtian first met Yanyan.
Yang Dingtian had a clear memory of these scenes. He would not be confused, and the danger was not great.
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More than ten hours later, Yang Dingtian flew tens of thousands of miles.
Midway, he rested a few times because his mount needed to rest.
Of course, this kind of rest was very dangerous.
Yang Dingtian had to build a brand new island. This island could not be any real island that he had experienced before. Otherwise, he would immediately be brought to that island, and the logic of the entire space would be completely chaotic.
Moreover, he could not casually build a fake island that was full of beaches because that would not be logical.
He had to build an island that fit the geographical illusion.
Then, he let his mount rest on it. After Yang Dingtian fed it a pill, he continued to fly.
Finally, he flew to the world of ice and snow. He was about to reach the place where he met Yanyan.
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Suddenly, the sound of hurried horse hooves came from below. Then, he saw a man and a horse galloping from the north to the south.
Looking carefully, it was actually Ximen Wuya.
Then, a scene appeared in the distance. It was the first time Yanyan met Yang Dingtian. Yang Dingtian unintentionally attacked her chest, and then she attacked Yang Dingtian with her palm.
Ximen Wuya came from the north all the way to the south. He did not directly rush to the place where Yanyan was. Instead, he first took a detour from the north to the south, and then rushed over quickly along the road from the south.
Of course, all of this was not real.
It was just Yang Dingtian's subconscious.
Yang Dingtian was shocked. Had he fallen into a dead end?
Why did he not directly rush over, but first take a detour from the north to the south, and then come over?
Danger, danger, danger!
Ah …
Yang Dingtian screamed in his heart!
He could not get into a dead end, and he could not be taken away by the subconscious. Otherwise, he would be completely finished, completely finished.
His thoughts would be taken to a few years ago, and he would enter another time and space. Then, he would be completely finished.
"Ahhh …" Yang Dingtian let out an angry roar. He raised his fist and smashed it towards his own head.
Immediately, Yang Dingtian fainted.
Finally, Yang Dingtian saved himself again.
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After an unknown period of time.
"Bang!" Suddenly, Yang Dingtian fell from the sky and was awakened.
Because this mount directly threw Yang Dingtian down.
It had already entered the Ten Thousand Miles Glacier. It was too cold, and it could not stand it. After throwing Yang Dingtian down, it directly flew away.
Danger, danger, danger!
Yang Dingtian woke up in an instant. He immediately turned around and looked for a reference point.
If he did not find a reference point immediately, he did not know how far he had flown or how long he had been unconscious.
Then, he would completely lose the concept of distance, and he would never be able to find that cave.
Fortunately, Yang Dingtian found a reference point in the first place.
Dozens of miles behind him was that strange forest. Yang Dingtian had once laid under that tree to rest.
There was no problem. Once he found a reference point, he could calculate the specific coordinates and the specific distance.
Then, Yang Dingtian directly operated his profound qi and continued to fly in the northwest direction.
That's right, the cave where his master was imprisoned was in the northwest direction, about seven thousand three hundred and fifty-six miles away.
Yang Dingtian flew at a constant speed and moved forward at a constant speed.
At this time, the sky was clear and unobstructed.
Yang Dingtian kept flying and flying. After flying for four thousand miles, his profound qi was exhausted.
Landing on the ground, Yang Dingtian began to close his eyes and adjust his breathing, inhaling and exhaling.
However, when his profound qi was restored to full.
Something bad happened. Dark clouds rolled, the wind whistled, and the snow swirled.
Of course, Yang Dingtian was no longer afraid of the wind and snow. However, the wind would change Yang Dingtian's speed and direction, and Yang Dingtian found it difficult to calculate the accurate data. Once there was a mistake, the error would exceed the range of Yang Dingtian's vision.
Then, he would be completely lost and would never be able to find that cave.
Yang Dingtian immediately decided to continue adjusting his breathing, inhaling and exhaling.
More than ten hours later, Yang Dingtian was buried in snow.
Finally, the snow stopped. Yang Dingtian continued to fly in the air!
Ten hours later, Yang Dingtian arrived at his destination, the cave.
Of course, this was only the cave that Yang Dingtian thought it was.
Once there was a slight error in the calculation, the cave would not be here.
At this time, it looked like there was ice and snow everywhere. It was plain and there was nothing unusual.
Yang Dingtian took out his artifact sword and started to dig continuously.
One hundred meters, two hundred meters, three hundred meters, four hundred meters.
… …
One thousand meters!
Yang Dingtian dug it out.
That's right, it was that cave. The surrounding crystal-like cave was less than a hundred square meters.
However, at this time, it had become several times larger and was no longer smooth.
Because his master had once exploded his sea of qi and blown up this cave.
However, there was no sign of Dongfang Minmie in the cave.
Of course not, because in his memory, his master had already exploded and turned into ashes.
Yang Dingtian turned around abruptly and suddenly saw a faint voice in a recessed cave.
It was his master, Dongfang Minmie.
It was not a real person, but a faint shadow. He was adjusting his breathing with his eyes closed and was sleeping.
The shadow was very faint and almost disappeared.
Suddenly, Yang Dingtian burst into tears.
He succeeded!
He succeeded.
No one taught him what to do. He just came up with a crazy method and supported this resurrection method according to his own theory.
Then, he crazily entered the most dangerous meditation world.
Two, at least two fatal crises, at least two dangerous situations where he was completely lost.
There were countless bugs and traps along the way.
However, Yang Dingtian ran for tens of thousands of miles and finally came to the world of ice and snow from the Southern Barbarian Continent.
He was betting that his master was here and not in the Yin-Yang school.
He bet right!
In front of his master's shadow, Yang Dingtian slowly knelt down and said, "I have completed the most difficult step.
Master, we do not rely on anyone else, we rely on ourselves.
Your disciple will rely on his own wisdom and ability to resurrect you. "
Master, I will wait for you in the real world!
Note: The first chapter is 8500 words. I will continue to write the second chapter.
This chapter is too difficult to write. Yang Dingtian resurrected Dongfang Minmie. I have to write it well. I have to give a complete theoretical support in the logic of the novel. I can't be too frivolous and unreasonable.