That night, the Nirvana Flame Bath was placed in Lin Qian's room once again. However, the color of the bath was deep red, and it was much denser than before.
The effect of the Nirvana Flame Bath this time was several times stronger than before, and at the same time, the pain he had to endure was also several times stronger.
Lin Qian took off his clothes, and after taking a deep breath, he stepped over the wooden barrel and sat in it, allowing the deep red medicinal water to cover his head.
When his leg stepped into the barrel, Lin Qian took a deep breath of cold air. A heart-wrenching pain assaulted him, and a boiling hot aura instantly engulfed his entire body.
Sitting in the wooden barrel, Lin Qian couldn't help but clench his teeth as he endured the terrifying medicinal power.
If it wasn't for the fact that Lin Qian was a twelve-wheel Nirvana Cultivator with a terrifyingly strong physical body, he wouldn't be able to endure such a huge amount of medicinal power.
If Liu Ming, who had the strongest physical body in the inner sect, was to sit in it, he would probably explode and die from the impact of the huge medicinal power.
Lin Qian shut his eyes tightly, and gradually got used to the endless pain.
If he couldn't even endure this bit of pain, how could he become stronger to save his parents?
His state of mind gradually calmed down under the pain, and he started to circulate the Emperor Technique that the Ministry of Heavenly Works had specially researched for him.
As he circulated the technique, Lin Qian's aura continued to rise, and his Soul Power started to accumulate once again.
Outside the house, Wei Wushuang stood in the courtyard, quietly looking in the direction of Lin Qian's room with his hands clenched behind his back.
On the Prison Island, he, who had lost all his strength due to the poison, met a terrified Lin Qian.
The two master and disciple were fated to depend on each other in that dog-eat-dog place.
It could be said that the master and disciple had a friendship of life and death.
Furthermore, when Wei Wushuang was on the verge of death, it was Lin Qian who saved him.
"Breaking through to the Nirvana Stage, if you're not careful, something bad will happen. Lin Qian." Wei Wushuang stared closely at the house as he muttered. "Let me see exactly what kind of miracle it is to break through to the Nirvana Stage after twelve cycles of Nirvana."
After midnight, Lin Qian, who was sitting quietly in the barrel, had returned to the ninth level of Formation-Origin Stage.
Unlike other Soul Martial Artists, Lin Qian's dissipated Soul Power did not dissipate and go to waste after stimulating his Martial Soul. Instead, every bit of it was thoroughly utilized.
Therefore, after Lin Qian underwent Nirvana cultivation and dispersed his soul power, his foundation was very strong, so it was easy for him to recover his cultivation level.
Moreover, with the help of such a huge amount of medicinal power, it was impossible for him to not be fast.
The ninth level of the Form Origin Stage was the beginning of the breakthrough to the Nirvana Stage!
Lin Qian's body trembled. Within Dantian, the Soul Power that spun like a nebula began to burn intensely.
The Dantian seemed to have turned into a sea of fire.
"Nirvana Baptism!"
Lin Qian did not panic in the slightest when he saw the Dantian burning. Instead, he guided the burning Soul Power to circulate throughout his body.
The burning Soul Power was like a fire snake that swam through his body along his meridians, roasting his meridians.
At the same time, the burning Soul Power gradually seeped into Lin Qian's blood, flesh, tendons, and bones like sparks of fire.
In an instant, the Nirvana Baptism in the barrel also began to burn violently, enveloping Lin Qian's body from head to toe.
The hair on Lin Qian's body was completely burned by the Nirvana Baptism.
The medicinal water in the barrel also evaporated under the burning flames, and a red mist filled the entire house.
The flames formed by the burning Soul Power in the Dantian continuously roasted the black and white Martial Souls in it. The Soul Power Fire continuously seeped into the Martial Souls.
At the same time, the two Martial Souls gradually underwent an indescribable change.
"Not enough Soul Power?" Suddenly, the raging flames in his body gradually weakened, and Lin Qian's heart tightened.
Breaking through to the Nirvana Realm was like being reborn from the ashes. After burning Soul Power, the body of a Soul Martial Artist would be transformed from the inside out.
It could be said that after breaking through to the Nirvana Realm from the Form Yuan Realm, a Soul Martial Artist's entire body would undergo a complete transformation.
This was also why the news of Lin Qian being able to fight a Nirvana Realm Martial Artist when he was only at the Form Yuan Realm was shocking, and people who heard it would also think that it was an exaggeration.
Nirvana Baptism. To break through to the Nirvana Realm, one needed fire.
And this fire was the burning Soul Power of a Soul Martial Artist's Dantian.
Now, Lin Qian clearly felt that he had not broken through, and was far from being able to do so.
Bang!
The barrel was blasted apart by the energy from Lin Qian's body. The medicinal water in it had already evaporated, and there was only a wooden board under his body.
The Nirvana Baptism produced by breaking through to the Nirvana Realm would only be effective for the person breaking through, or the medicinal water that contained medicinal power. For example, the wooden barrel that contained medicinal water and other inanimate objects would not burn up.
Therefore, the wooden board that Lin Qian was sitting on didn't burn up, even though he was surrounded by the burning Soul Power.
Lin Qian's eyes narrowed, and a system interface that only he could see appeared in front of him. The image reflected on it was of Zhuge Ming, who was standing in front of a tactical mirror in the Hua Xia Empire.
At this moment, on the enormous planet that the Huaxia Empire was located, in the capital of the Huaxia Empire's Ministry of Heavenly Works, the most elite scholars of the entire Empire stood densely together in the largest Heavenly Works Hall.
In front of them, tactical mirrors of different sizes were arranged, and all kinds of closely related data were displayed on them. They continuously infused their Soul Power into the mirrors for feedback.
Zhuge Ming was currently standing on the high platform in the middle of the hall, overlooking his surroundings. Around him were the eight largest tactical mirrors.
On the tactical mirror, the seven mirrors displayed the most detailed situation of Lin Qian, as well as the situation of the Hua Xia Empire infusing spiritual energy through the Heavenly Mark.
On the tactical mirror in front of Zhuge Ming, Lin Qian's face appeared.
"Your Majesty!" When Zhuge Ming saw Lin Qian, he hurriedly raised his hand and bowed respectfully.
After seeing Zhuge Ming bow, Lin Qian said, "The requirement of Soul Power for breaking through to the 12th cycle of Nirvana is far beyond our expectations. Increase the Heavenly Mark's output of Soul Power."
Zhuge Ming was shocked, and hurriedly said, "If I increase the output of Soul Power, I'm afraid I'll have to endure too much pain. Your Majesty, I'm afraid that pain isn't something you can endure right now! "
"Increase the output of Soul Power. I can endure the pain, but I can't tolerate the failure of breaking through." At this point, Lin Qian paused for a moment before continuing, "I believe in you, and I believe in the Ministry of Heavenly Works."
Zhuge Ming opened his mouth, and after a while, he closed his eyes with a smile and bowed. "Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty. We understand."
In the next moment, on the tactical mirror in front of Zhuge Ming, Lin Qian's image disappeared, and the original data was restored.
"Everyone heard that, right?" Zhuge Ming looked around at the emotional crowd.
"Yes!" The Scribes were all excited, and they clenched their fists tightly.
"Then let's do our best for His Majesty!" Zhuge Ming's expression turned serious, and he stared at the tactical mirror in front of him. "Increase the output of spiritual energy!"
In Mao Qingshan's house, Lin Qian suddenly opened his eyes wide. He gritted his teeth so hard that his mouth was full of blood.
Boom!
A terrifying Soul Power Fire rushed out from Lin Qian's body, and instantly gushed out of the house, and enveloped Lin Qian's bedroom.
Wei Wushuang, who was standing in the courtyard, was dumbfounded as he watched the Soul Power Fire engulf the entire house.
"This kid …" This time, Wei Wushuang was completely shocked by Lin Qian.
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