Chapter 1287

Ning Cheng has seen the Yuan Clan's cultivation method before, and it is indeed a branch of the Destiny cultivation method. It's just that at the end of the practice, it was completely deformed and became the fate of the long-cherished wish.

In addition to self-cultivation, this technique can also enhance one's own strength through a shortcut. This shortcut is to absorb the worship power of believers. At the beginning, Ah Li also briefly explained the wish force exercise to Ning Cheng, and Ning Cheng also had a general understanding of the cultivation method of the fate of the wish.

The more pious the believer, the purer and stronger the vow will be. For the remnant souls who practice the fate of the wish, the purity of the wish is very important.

A spark was swept over by the power of the remnant soul's thoughts, and the dry wood on the altar under Yu Qing's feet in the ground burst into flames.

Ning Cheng was extremely anxious, but his expression was unusually calm, and he even had a slight smile, singing softly, "If you don't know your fate, you can't cultivate yourself. When the sky is out of season, the sun and the moon will have no light; if the earth is out of season, the vegetation will not grow." .Fate has no long-term wish, no foundation of practice, Taoism is mixed. I pray for my pure soul, and I voluntarily use my life to pray for the emperor and sacrifice my life for the emperor..."

Ning Cheng's chanting sound kept coming out, and at the same time he stepped onto the altar while stepping on dry firewood. The flame burned Ning Cheng's clothes in an instant and began to burn his hair and skin.

The reason why he dared to do this was because Ning Cheng knew too well about the cultivation of the fate of the wish. No matter how pure the power of the soul is, it is not as powerful as the devout power of voluntary contribution.

Yu Qing's soul is pure, but Yu Qing is obviously unwilling to be burned to death, unwilling to use her soul and life to strengthen the remnant soul who practiced the fate of the wish. But Ning Cheng was different, he sang this, and even in his heart he was really willing to stand up and dedicate his life to the remnant soul of the wishing clan, this was what the remnant soul of the wishing clan wanted most.

Ning Cheng's cultivation base was lost, he was a Hunyuan powerhouse after all, and the faintly strong wish power of the soul made the remnant souls of the wish clan leave Yu Qing aside long ago.

How could this pure and voluntary powerful soul and sacrificial life be mixed with other souls? So after Danning City stepped onto the altar, he easily pulled Yu Qing away from the altar column.

"Hurry up and go." Yu Qing could smell the burnt skin on Ning Cheng's body. cried anxiously. Whether what Ning Cheng said before is true or not, she has long been unwilling to think about it. A person who can risk his life to save her, even if he tells a lie, is sincere to her.

Ever since she can remember. No one had ever volunteered to be burned to save her.

Before the flames reached her body, she felt the torment, but Ning Cheng's body had already been ignited, how could this kind of pain and suffering be endured? And she could only watch Ning Cheng being burned in front of her, this feeling was unbearable for her. She would rather burn herself.

The tearing pain spread from Ning Cheng's skin to his heart,

Then penetrate into the deepest part of the soul. Even though Ning Cheng had endured all kinds of terrible injuries in body training, he was never more tormented than being burned by flames. Before he practiced his body, he could finally use his skills to resist, and he could even use pills to help. But now, he forcefully let the flames burn.

"Brother Ning..."

"Brother..."

The voices of the little beggar Hua and the Mi brothers and sisters were heard, extremely anxious. The three of them also ran over from a distance, obviously wanting to pull out the fire and rescue Ning Cheng.

"Ning Cheng, hurry up, I believe your words..." Yu Qing was almost crying. She didn't know where she got the courage to drag Ning Cheng out of the fire.

Ning Cheng knew that he definitely couldn't leave, if he left, how could the remnant souls who practiced the Wishing Clan's Kung Fu method give up? He knew it clearly since the flame didn't burn Yu Qing.

He grabbed Yu Qing's arm, twisted his face, and said in a hoarse voice that was almost inaudible, "You don't have to take it to heart, and you don't owe me anything... In the previous life, you froze to death for me, and in this life let me burn it for you." die……"

He was worried that if Yu Qing would succeed in cultivation in the future. There are also Dao marks in my heart. After saying this, he grabbed Yu Qing and threw it out with all his strength, while shouting, "Little beggar. Remember, the three of you, if anyone dares to bully Yu Qing, he will be killed without mercy..."

"No..." Yu Qing didn't even say the next sentence, and was thrown by Ning Cheng from above the flames to the three little beggars.

"Boom!" The moment Yu Qing was thrown out by Ning Cheng, the fire erupted completely, and people outside could no longer see the slightest shadow of Ning Cheng. Totally a small volcano. The three little beggars who ran up to support Yu Qing, stared blankly at the flaming hill, dumbfounded. This kind of flame, they can only look at.

At the same time that Yu Qing was thrown out and flames burst out, there was a 'click', and Ning Cheng felt like a shackle in Ning Cheng's heart was suddenly split and shattered. The endless Dao Yun aura gathered, the divine consciousness that could not be released suddenly stretched out, the divine essence rose wildly, and Dao Yun gathered around Ning Cheng one by one.

A kind of ecstasy welled up in Ning Cheng's heart, his dao mark was sending Yu Qing out, replacing the moment when Yu Qing was burned by fire, healed, and his cultivation base was as crazy. When his cultivation recovers, even if this kind of strange fire burns him for thousands of years, it will have no effect.

Dao rhyme permeates, cultivation base recovers, the burned body is no longer suffering in the flames, but a kind of nirvana, and the strength of the body is also returning rapidly.

Ning Cheng's spiritual consciousness was immediately swept out, and the next moment he saw the remnant soul hiding in the sky above the Temple of Blessing.

Ning Cheng raised his hand and grabbed it without hesitation, a tearing scream came, the remnant soul of Zhu Ming was bound by Ning Cheng's space, without the slightest resistance in Ning Cheng's palm, it turned into flying ash Desperate.

At this moment, the beautiful and beautiful Temple of Blessing of Life collapsed crazily, and turned into ruins in a blink of an eye.

Rolling thunder rumbled dully in the air, Ning Cheng just wanted to roar, his cultivation had recovered. The traces of the avenue were repaired, and his cultivation was restored, and his strength came directly to the late Hunyuan period.

Although he hasn't reached the realm of harmony, it's only a matter of time. With the help of looking back at Bodhi, he has long seen the path to the right path.

A series of terrifying space vortex pressure rolled in, and the surrounding space began to crack. The terrifying vortex suction seemed to suck Ning Cheng into the void in the next moment.

Ning Cheng knew exactly what was going on, it was because his strength had recovered, the Dao Yun rules were too strong, and this interface couldn't bear it. But Ning Cheng didn't care about it, with his strength, if he wanted to restrain his Dao Yun, and then gain a foothold in this low-level interface, it was completely achievable.

Just when Ning Cheng wanted to restrain his regular aura of dao yun, a familiar and terrifying aura of dao yun rushed towards him.

Ning Cheng's heart trembled, he was too familiar with this rhyme. It was above the underground abyss in Taiyi Realm. He was caught by that handprint once, and that handprint was far less powerful then. This time he felt the breath of this rhyme again, it was more than a thousand times stronger than the palm print at the beginning.

Hurry up, you must not stay in this place. This was Ning Cheng's only thought. As soon as he had this thought, he didn't make any resistance, letting the crazy vortex of dao rhyme suck him away.

The suction of this rhyme vortex is because his cultivation base is too strong, and he is not allowed to stay in the low-level interface. Ning Cheng can resist. Now he dare not resist.

Once he resists the suction of this vortex, the handprints of the familiar breath will definitely bombard this interface. Regardless of whether he is the opponent's opponent or not, with that terrifying aura coming, this low-level interface will definitely be smashed into pieces.

After Ning Cheng rushed into the void following the Dao Yun vortex, he felt that powerful aura following him like tarsal maggots.

On the contrary, Ning Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, this person's strength must be far stronger than him, even more than a few grades stronger than him.

But as long as this person follows him, don't care about the low-level interface where Jiangsha City is located. Otherwise, he has no ability to stop it.

Ning Cheng frantically fled in the void, and that aura followed frantically behind him. Ning Cheng didn't know how many interfaces he had escaped. How many voids have been crossed, but that handprint is still behind him.

It was too slow, Ning Cheng knew that the powerful aura following him was just the induction of that strong man. The reason for this is that the strong man is extremely far away from him. Once the strong man chases after him, he will never be able to escape.

When another space vortex appeared in front of Ning Cheng, Ning Cheng directly entered the Xuanhuang Pearl, causing the Xuanhuang Pearl to be automatically involved in the space vortex.

Xuanhuangzhu has long been his property without his consent. No one will feel it.

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Jiangsha City fell into complete silence at this time. The matter that Ning Cheng replaced Yu Qing into the fire before was not a big deal.

Thunder rolled in the air, and everyone was clearly standing in the open space. I also felt the oppression of death in that tumbling thunderous sound. Fortunately, the oppression disappeared in an instant, and after that, all the people could see and feel was the collapse of the Temple of Blessing.

After a long time, when the oppressive breath of death disappeared, someone in the crowd suddenly yelled softly. "Hey, why do I feel that Emperor Zhuming no longer exists?"

"I feel it too, and I no longer have the idea of ​​kneeling down and praying..."

No one said that this matter was okay, but when someone mentioned it, another voice immediately arose, "The headmaster has committed many evils, and was finally punished by the heavens, and this place was also smashed to pieces by the thunder..."

"Yes, these people do a lot of evil..."

One voice became ten, ten became hundreds, and then countless voices were formed. Those believers who wished the emperor began to retreat secretly, because they themselves lost the idea of ​​​​the power of prayer.

The sparks had already ignited, and even if they retreated, there was no way to stop them. Countless people rushed to those believers, and countless people fought together.

In the back, it is even hard to tell who is a believer and who is not.

Seeing this scene, the city lord of Jiangsha City didn't pay much attention, but calmly mobilized troops to quell the chaos. He knew that after this incident, Jiangsha City would no longer have that monthly sacrifice, nor would there be any headmaster to wish the emperor.

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In the chaotic square, the people had dispersed long ago, leaving only bloodstains and mess all over the place. Only Yu Qing was still standing beside the flattened altar, and behind her were three little beggars.

Dreamland, Ningcheng, altar, fire, past life, present life...

These scenes were constantly intertwined and jumbled in her mind, and she couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake.

Only Ning Cheng's words are still clear, "You don't have to take it to heart, you froze to death for me in the previous life, let me burn to death for you in this life..."

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(To be continued.)

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