Volume 1: Questioning the Past Chapter 77: Furnace
On the top of the foundation-building mountain, a black coffin was jumping up and down, constantly hitting a rune. Each hit was extremely terrifying, but no sound was heard.
The old man had passed away, but before he left, he waved his hand and left behind six runes, which sealed the coffin like six walls, and it had taken seven years for someone to break it open.
"Damn it, what is the origin of that broken bone..." The coffin was still screaming in the runes, and it had not stopped in the past seven years. It seemed that only this could relieve the depression in its heart.
Suddenly, with another collision of the coffin, a crack appeared on the rune wall...
In the Foundation Building Mountain, a month has passed since Gu Xiaoxing woke up from his practice. During this month, he has tried various methods, and even used the Earth-avoiding Divine Stone to explore in multiple directions, but he always hits a wall in the end, as if the world inside the Foundation Building Mountain was wrapped in a layer of black metal wall, that thickness is not something that a Foundation Building Stage cultivator can shake at all.
Finally, Gu Xiaoxing returned to the range of the lava sea and fire. From the initial anxiety and irritability, now a month later he was not so anxious anymore. There was no point in being anxious, so he decided to use this lava sea and fire to temper his soul-binding rope first.
Although the Soul Binding Rope is just a magic spell, Gu Xiaoxing believes that it is no less than some minor magical powers as long as it is tempered to a strong enough degree. The important role it has played in every life and death experience proves this point.
Looking at the scorching sea of fire in front of him, Gu Xiaoxing said calmly: "In the past, it was this sea of fire that destroyed you. Today... I will use this sea of fire to let you be reborn!"
After he finished speaking, Gu Xiaoxing condensed a ball of spiritual power about ten feet in size, and used his Spirit Control Finger to control it to fall into the sea of fire to be roasted and tempered. After breaking through to the foundation-building stage, the quality of his spiritual power had already been improved to a higher level. If the Sanyang Spirit Refining Furnace wanted to refine this ball of spiritual power into a fist-sized concentrated spiritual power ball, it might not be able to do it.
However, the temperature of this sea of fire was obviously much higher than that of the Sanyang Spirit Refining Furnace. As the ball of spiritual power was constantly dispersed and reunited by the waves of fire, the concentrated spiritual power ball forged out was only half the size of a fist. It was obviously much purer than the spiritual power ball forged out of the alchemy furnace. Gu Xiaoxing believed that if the intensity was of this kind, then the final Soul Binding Rope would most likely be far superior to the previous one.
Suddenly, he had an idea and did not continue to condense the spiritual power ball. Instead, he controlled the green smoke energy in the second dantian qi sea in his body and condensed a green smoke energy ball outside his body. He then put it into the sea of fire for tempering.
It actually... works!
Then, Gu Xiaoxing did the same thing, layer by layer of spiritual power, layer by layer of green smoke, constantly arming the concentrated spiritual power ball with layer by layer of "armor", and soon reached the 108th layer, which was already the limit of the Soul Binding Rope, but Gu Xiaoxing suddenly felt that he could continue, and after trying it, he found that it was true.
Continuing to stack layer by layer, when one hundred and eight layers of concentrated spiritual power and one hundred and eight layers of green smoke energy were stacked up to two hundred and sixteen layers, what appeared in front of Gu Xiaoxing was no longer the scarlet red color as before, but a pure black concentrated spiritual power ball. Although the size was about the same as before, the strength was completely different.
Gu Xiaoxing already had the experience of forging a soul-binding rope once before, so without hesitation, he used all his strength to use his Soul-Controlling Finger to shape the soul ball. When a long black chain appeared, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He kept complaining in his heart that it was really tiring to refine this thing.
But it is not over yet, there is still one last step, which is to engrave secret runes on the chain. In the past, Gu Xiaoxing had no spiritual consciousness and could only engrave with his essence and blood. Now that he has established his foundation, it is much easier. His spiritual consciousness turned into a sharp knife, and when the last bit of the secret rune fell, the whole chain shook suddenly, and the gray secret runes on the black chain connected into a line, like an iron chain in the underworld.
At this moment, the Soul Binding Rope was truly "resurrected". In fact, Gu Xiaoxing didn't even know if it could still be called a Soul Binding Rope. With a thought, it immediately circled around. The red dragon before turned into the black dragon today, and it was countless times stronger.
“It would be hard to destroy even a magic weapon now…” Gu Xiaoxing stretched out his hand to take the Soul Binding Rope and felt its strength, then revealed a fierce look, “When I refine it to the strength of a magic weapon, I will use this rope to suppress that broken coffin and broken alchemy furnace. Humph! How can my Gu Xiaoxing’s things be so easy to take? Just wait…”
However, before Gu Xiaoxing could finish his words, he suddenly felt the entire world in the cave shake, and he was immediately shocked!
what happens?
He suddenly looked up and saw a pitch-black coffin falling from the sky and landing in front of him in an instant. It did not cause much impact, but the pressure it exuded was so great that even the sea of fire did not dare to release its temperature.
Gu Xiaoxing was so frightened that his legs went limp and he knelt on the ground. His expression was extremely pious and he said respectfully, "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!"
"Maybe... maybe... the broken coffin shouldn't have heard what I said just now?" Gu Xiaoxing's heart was beating fast.
Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Gu Xiaoxing quietly raised his head and glanced at him, then squeezed out tears, feeling both moved and aggrieved, and said: "Master, I thought... you had forgotten about your disciple. Your disciple was framed by a villain and stayed in the Foundation Building Mountain. I thought I would be trapped for five hundred years... I thought I would never see you again, Master..."
Gu Xiaoxing cried more and more sadly, and she cried until she was unable to speak. She was about to rush forward to hug the coffin, but was "kicked" open by a corner of the coffin.
Gu Xiaoxing was not angry. He got up and hugged him again, calling him "Master" with tears and snot.
Guan Gu was quite disgusted and blocked him out with his aura, saying coldly: "Don't try to trick me. Let me ask you, have you used burning incense to build your foundation?"
The sound of the coffin was unpleasant to begin with, and the tone of voice was extremely angry at the moment, which made Gu Xiaoxing tremble in his heart. However, he thought that the burning incense had become his foundation of Taoism and it was impossible for it to be taken away, so he nodded tremblingly.
At this moment, although the coffin did not open its mouth, Gu Xiaoxing felt unprecedented anger from the other party. He became nervous for a moment, fearing that the other party would kill him in a fit of rage.
After a long time, the coffin was silent, and no one knew what it was thinking, until a long breath was heard, as if it had been endured again and again, and then it said viciously: "Boy, the master gave you a chance, but now it's done, you have been expelled from the master's sect..."
Gu Xiaoxing was stunned. Although he didn't quite understand what the word "master" was, when he saw the broken coffin approaching little by little, he clearly felt a sense of malice. He immediately felt infinite fear in his heart and wanted to run away.
However, a huge black hand of smoke had already grabbed him in an instant, and the coffin continued, "Boy, the master once gave you three choices: death, becoming a disciple, or becoming a furnace. Since you don't want to take the first two paths..."
Gu Xiaoxing watched as he was being held by a large hand and moved closer to the coffin. The chill had spread to the deepest part of his heart. He struggled desperately and said in fear, "Let me go, don't come over here, you...what do you want to do..."
"What do I want to do? Jijiji..." A sinister laugh suddenly came from the coffin. The laugh was so unpleasant that it sounded like someone was grinding their teeth inside the coffin. "I will make you become a furnace from now on, unable to live, and unable to die..."
As he spoke, the coffin lid slowly opened, revealing a deep and dark area inside the coffin. Gu Xiaoxing was grabbed by a big hand and kept moving closer to the opened coffin. At this moment, he felt creepy and terrified to the extreme.
"No... Master, I am your good disciple... Master, please let me go, help... Help!" Gu Xiaoxing struggled more and more desperately, begging for mercy, but to no avail. Until his whole body was stuffed into the coffin and the coffin lid was closed again, his voice stopped abruptly.
"Huh... It's so refreshing. I didn't scare you to death because the coffin was restraining you..." After swallowing Gu Xiaoxing, a mean voice came from the coffin. Although it was still unpleasant, it was not as eerie and terrifying as before. It was obvious that it did it on purpose.
…
Outside the small wasteland, above the thousands of wastelands, a small boat was sailing in the endless nothingness. A woman was standing at one end of the boat, holding a green lamp in one hand.
Suddenly, the extinguished green lamp had a spark that flashed again. The woman immediately smiled and said slowly in one direction: "North, Xuanyu Baihuang... Master, you are too cautious. You hid it so deep and didn't give any more hints. Do you want your disciples to search for it one by one?"
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Inside the coffin, Gu Xiaoxing was surrounded by darkness, his whole body was cold and his heart was filled with fear. He wanted to struggle but found that he couldn't move at all. Not only that, he even gradually had a feeling of being sealed off from the six senses. He gradually couldn't see, hear, smell, taste, or touch, and even his perception disappeared.
However, just before Gu Xiaoxing lost his sixth sense, he clearly felt something soft touching his lips, and then he fell into complete chaos.
In a haze, Gu Xiaoxing didn't know how much time had passed, or even how he got here. He just lay on the ground with dull eyes and a wooden expression, as if he had been beaten to death.
Suddenly, a ray of light finally appeared in his empty pupils. His body shuddered and bounced up. In panic, he started touching himself randomly.
His clothes were intact, his skin was good, there were no wounds, and there were no secret symbols or divine patterns engraved on him. Only when he checked his body and found everything was normal did he finally breathe a sigh of relief. He looked up at the black coffin standing in front of him and the unfamiliar environment around him. He was at a loss for a moment, completely unaware of what was going on.
However, since the other party had put him in the coffin and sealed the six dusts to deceive him, Gu Xiaoxing would not be naive enough to think that the other party really did nothing. It must be a trick that he could not detect.
Is it about the soul?
Gu Xiaoxing couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart...
