Jiang Taia and Zhuge Zhan both pulled Xiaobai away.

"Xiaobai, no one can help Qin Hong now. If you go up now, you will only harm him!"

"Yes, Xiaobai, don't act rashly!"

Zhuge Zhan and Jiang Taia both comforted each other.

"Senior Brother Qin will definitely be fine, Xiaobai. Senior Brother Qin is a peerless genius, and this problem cannot be a problem for him!" Bai Jingxiang also comforted.

At this time, Qin Hong had no idea that Jiang Taia and others were looking at him worriedly outside. He had completely cut off all contact with the outside world, and all his attention was placed in the sea of ​​consciousness...

The eight wisps of spiritual consciousness released rolling flames and boundless golden light at the same time. The Dharma phases of heaven and earth appeared and floated above the sea of ​​consciousness. The red and golden lights continued to interweave, forming a huge picture.

The soul imprints of the three black golden horseshoe crabs infants are firmly attached to Qin Hong's spiritual consciousness, like maggots on the bones, allowing Qin Hong's sea of ​​consciousness to stir up endless waves because they cannot break free from the soul imprints that follow him like shadows.

This is a direct collision in spiritual consciousness, either you die or I die.

On Qin Hong's forehead, sweat rolled down like a waterfall, red, black, and blue lights were constantly flowing. At the same time, his whole body trembled continuously, and fire lights appeared, covering his whole body, burning the boat he was sitting down to ashes, and the water of the entire small lake continued to boil, with strings of bubbles emitting.

Severe pain came one after another. Qin Hong had forgotten everything, and even forgot who he was. In his mind, there was only one belief, that is, to completely refine the soul imprints of these three black golden horseshoe crab babies!

Hissing...

A trace of blue smoke finally emerged from the soul imprint of the Wujin Horseshoe Baby.

"ah……"

The black golden horseshoe crab baby screamed immediately.

But soon the voice became silent, and it once again attached to Qin Hong's spiritual consciousness, gnawing and swallowing like a leech...

The more painful feeling came towards him like a tide, and Qin Hong felt the whole world start to rotate.

His thoughts began to relax a little, and he felt too tired, too tired.

When will this end be the end?

Pain, fatigue, fatigue, sleepiness, and all kinds of negative emotions poured into my heart. Qin Hong felt a little drowsy. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the flames gradually dimmed and the golden light gradually blinded.

"Qin Hong, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, Old Jie's voice recalled, like a thunder sound, exploding in Qin Hong's sea of ​​consciousness.

Ru Meng woke up and Qin Hong was frightened and sweated coldly. If it weren't for Mr. Jie's reprimand just now, Qin Hong would have completely given up. That time he gave up means that he would never be able to turn over again.

"No, I can't do this!"

After forcing his energy, Qin Hong once again motivated the internal energy of his body. The power of his spiritual consciousness counterattacked desperately. The severe pain was completely thrown aside by Qin Hong...

Hissing...

A tiny flame began to emerge on the soul imprints of the three black golden horseshoe crab babies.

"ah……"

“Wow…”

Screams like babies kept echoing in Qin Hong's mind.

The three black golden horseshoe crabs infants were forced to a cliff by Qin Hong's counterattack.

At the last moment, the three black golden horseshoe crabs still did not give up. They also knew that they had no way back.

You can only try your best!

Both sides are in the final desperate battle, the winner is just a matter of thought, the winner survives and gets endless benefits, the loser loses everything, including the hope of survival...

Finally, in Qin Hong's mind, endless flames burned, and the whole world seemed to be a sea of ​​flames.

Qin Hong's consciousness gradually blurred and he fell asleep deeply.

...

A breeze blew, and a few leaves swayed slightly on the branches of the big tree, and then they swayed and fell to the bottleneck lake like a graceful dance elf, and suddenly splashed a circle of tiny but very beautiful ripples.

"It's been a hundred years. When I first came in, this was still a sapling that was as tall as a man, and now it has grown into towering trees!"

Jiang Taia stroked a big white tree by the lake, but her eyes looked at the small wooden house in the middle of the lake.

A hundred years have passed, and Qin Hong has also been sleeping for a hundred years.

There seems to be no changes in the Hongyuan Pagoda.

On this day, Xiaobai walked into the wooden house in the middle of the lake again and found that Qin Hong had not woken up yet.

Over the past century, Xiaobai would enter the wooden house almost every time and stay by Qin Hong's side. After a long time, he would leave silently and not talk to anyone.

Others spend most of their time practicing, and sometimes they come to see Qin Hong.

There is also Zuo Qingmei. Like Qin Hong, she has been staying in the small house in the lake center. Because she is the only woman in the Hongyuan Pagoda, she is entrusted with an important task to take care of Qin Hong.

Over the past hundred years, Qin Hong's almost dry breath has become richer again, but Zuo Qingmei didn't know what. Her heart, which had been so good, suddenly became extremely uneasy. She was very conflicted. On the one hand, she was afraid that Qin Hong would wake up. What would she think if Qin Hong woke up and saw her by her side? Moreover, she had been taking care of Qin Hong for the past hundred years. How could Zuo Qingmei never believe that she would do this? But now this thing has indeed happened. On the other hand, there seemed to be another voice in one corner of her heart. This voice called Qin Hong to wake up quickly...

This century of time can be said to be the most difficult time Zuo Qingmei has ever been remembered. Even when she was just starting to practice when she was a child, her master Pan Shen's extremely harsh teaching did not make Zuo Qingmei feel so exhausted. Especially recently, Qin Hong's breath of life can be described as vigorous growth. When the day of waking up is getting closer, Zuo Qingmei feels increasingly restless.

In fact, Qin Hong had woken up ten years ago. He glanced at the situation outside. At that time, Zuo Qingmei was helping Qin Hong wipe her face with a towel washed with clean water.

This made Qin Hong feel very surprised, and at the same time he felt a little grateful. Although he didn't have much contact with Zuo Qingmei, he knew very well that Zuo Qingmei and the woman Zuo Qingmei could be said to be very simple, just like a piece of white paper. In the first half of her life, she only practices, practices, and then practices. Of course, she doesn't know what will happen in the future.
Chapter completed!