I went deep into the extremely cold place in Yinming Hebei, and I endured it for two years, and every moment I was like a knife cutting my body.

In the valley alchemy, for more than a year, the divine thoughts were almost constantly refining by the six fire yang forces. Each time it was burned, it seemed simple to describe it. In fact, it was walking on the tip of the knife. If one accidentally burned several strands of divine thoughts, it would be like a pointed needle to the brain. The pain, if another person would probably collapse once or twice, he suffered for a whole year, and then he walked easily on the tip of the knife, no longer suffering from a pointed needle to the brain.

These are not something that can be told by outsiders. Only Ge Dongxu suffered silently alone and licked the wound silently.

And all this is to return to Earth again, looking for Wu Yili and two children he had never met before.
Chapter completed!