Killing the Heaven with One's Body

Just touching it once caused a soul attack, not to mention its power after learning it. However, rashly learning such a high-level technique is likely to be counterattacked. Zhao Meng also turned his head to look at the mysterious man. The mysterious man obviously saw Zhao Meng's worries and said directly

Mysterious man: "Don't worry, I'm here. I'll help you when necessary."

With these words, Zhao Meng felt much more relieved. After opening the secret book and reading it, Zhao Meng found that the difficulty of practicing the secret book was not comparable to the ordinary skills he usually saw. After reading it for a long time, Zhao Meng only understood a little bit. It was not that there was a problem with his learning ability, but it was really too difficult. Zhao Meng was confused. The mysterious man saw Zhao Meng's embarrassed expression and came to Zhao Meng in a flash. He grabbed Zhao Meng's left arm. He originally wanted to take Zhao Meng to start practicing directly. In the mysterious man's plan, even if it was just learning one form, it would be enough as long as the skills could be controlled and operated in the body. But when he touched him, the mysterious man's eyes suddenly changed.

Mysterious man: “Hmm?”

Zhao Meng also reacted immediately. The mysterious man might have seen the secret hidden in his body. A bad memory hit his heart. Zhao Meng also wanted to break free immediately, but facing the super strong man in the fairyland, he couldn't do whatever he wanted. After a while, the mysterious man slowly let go. He wanted to say something but didn't say it. In the end, he just said: "You may be fighting against the entire world of immortal cultivation."

Zhao Meng: "I dare not lie to you, I just want to be able to control my body freely, that's all."

Mysterious man: "Freedom, yes"

Zhao Meng: "I'll choose this book on flying, senior."

The mysterious man paused and said, "The flying technique is certainly the most suitable for your situation, but you'd better take a look at it..."

Hearing the mysterious man say this, Zhao Meng slowly opened the secret book.

"The art of bone wings requires taking one's own bones and growing them into wings. It requires nourishment day and night, and it will take a hundred years to complete."

Zhao Meng understood why the mysterious man said that. First of all, taking one's own bones meant taking bones from one's own body as support for the wings. The difficulty and risk can be imagined. It needs to be nourished day and night, and it will take a hundred years to succeed. It is still unknown whether one can live to a hundred years. Zhao Meng looked at the secret book and fell into thought. After a moment, he made a decision.

Mysterious man: "This bone wing seed is extremely fragile. It must be in direct contact with the bones. It is extremely incompatible with the skin. Not only will it not penetrate, it will also burn the skin, causing permanent damage."

After saying that, he showed his back. Zhao Meng saw an extremely obvious black scar, as if it was burned. After a brief thought, Zhao Meng's eyes became more determined.

Zhao Meng: "Senior"

Zhao Meng took the flying technique

Mysterious man: "Yes, those who achieve great success and fame do not achieve it in one day. They need to go through many setbacks and difficulties before they can achieve success."

Mysterious man: "Once you start, you can't stop. Any interruption will ruin you. Have you thought about it?"

Zhao Meng took a deep breath and said, "Go ahead, senior."

Zhao Meng also sat cross-legged

Mysterious man: "Hahaha good boy"

After saying that, Zhao Meng felt as if something passed through his body and entered his body. However, he did not feel any pain, just itchy. However, a sudden piercing pain made Zhao Meng scream out. Uncle Chen was already looking at Zhao Meng worriedly.

Mysterious man: "Why, you can't hold on any longer? This is just the beginning."

Zhao Meng gritted his teeth in pain: "Senior, please continue."

The mysterious man did not move, but just controlled the energy to continue to flow on Zhao Meng's back. This was comparable to a cramp, and the spine needed to be peeled off from the body. The simplest and most effective way was to expose the spine from the body. Uncle Chen on the side could also see more clearly and intuitively that Zhao Meng's back was being cut open little by little, and the bones began to gradually expose. Uncle Chen had seen all kinds of scenes, but this was the first time he had seen such a bloody scene of cutting human flesh alive. Just looking at the bloody back made his back feel cold, and he was also deeply worried for Xiao Meng.

What Zhao Meng felt was only a heart-wrenching pain. And as the mysterious senior said just now, this was just the beginning. He clearly felt something flowing down his back, accompanied by a huge smell of blood. All these situations would only deepen the psychological pain.

Mysterious man: "You bastard, just be happy. There are people helping you do this. Just bear with it."

Hearing this, Zhao Meng was even more impressed by this senior, but the pain in his body was real. Zhao Meng's roar continued in the hall. At the same time, the preliminary work had been completed. Zhao Meng's back spine was now exposed to the air. The next step was the second step, which required the mysterious man to plant the "seed" of this bone wing on the spine. The mysterious man muttered something, and then made a series of hand movements to point many unknown things on Zhao Meng's spine. Each time was accompanied by Zhao Meng's low roar. After a while, the mysterious man slowly put down his raised hand.

Mysterious man: "There is one last step, suturing. This is the only way to heal the wound as quickly as possible."

Zhao Meng: "Zhao Meng has nothing, and I am not afraid of the hardship of cultivation. Today, even if I have to go through my head, I, Zhao Meng, am not afraid. "

Zhao Meng also knew very well what this suture meant. Needle and thread appeared out of thin air in the mysterious man's hand. Without any auxiliary anesthesia, even in a sober state, Chen Bo felt his scalp tingling. He looked at the child in front of him. With such determination, there was nothing he couldn't do! After Zhao Meng was ready, the mysterious man began to slowly guide the needle and thread into Zhao Meng's body. The moment it touched Zhao Meng's flesh, Zhao Meng's body involuntarily contracted violently.

Mysterious man: "Can you control it?"

Zhao Meng said with difficulty: "I hope the senior can help me."

The mysterious man just waved his hand slowly, and Zhao Meng felt a huge force restraining him, and then the piercing pain came again. Although Zhao Meng couldn't move, he could clearly see the muscles twitching due to the unbearable pain. But no matter how painful it was, he would not give up. Zhao Meng fainted from the pain several times and woke up again due to the pain. Over and over again, the whole person was completely numb, pale and weak, and he didn't even have the strength to roar. Only a trace of faith supported him.

"Hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer"