Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

The awakening process was longer than expected.

Wang Luo thought it would be like awakening in the Dingling Palace, and the new world would open its arms to him as soon as he opened his eyes.

But the actual situation was like awakening at the bottom of a pond full of mud. When he opened his eyes, there was only endless darkness and heavy water pressure that was almost suffocating.

It was as if the former Lord of the Outer Sea had poured all the water of the ocean to hit him in the face, destroying his soul and leaving no bones. All the elements that made up Wang Luo were broken into the most basic particles.

What Wang Luo had to do now was to use his inexplicably maintained "consciousness" like a glue to integrate the scattered fragments one by one, just like using clay to make a little man, creating the existence called Wang Luo from nothing.

This process seemed to take a long time, but it seemed to have only passed in a moment. When Wang Luo realized that he had returned to wholeness, it was as if he was in a dream, overlooking a human figure made up of countless light spots from a high perspective.

The next moment, he really opened his eyes.

The world rushed at this moment.

The sun was high and the sky was clear. The sky inside the dome was as clear as ever, and the exquisitely carved walls around it clearly identified the location of this place.

Dingling Hall, which ranks second among the 100 halls in Lingshan, is the most famous cave paradise in Jiuzhou. Once, he was in seclusion here to seek a magical elixir.

Everything seemed to have returned to a familiar time point, but everything seemed to be true or false.

Why... would it be Dingling Hall?

From the Prison Moon Lake in the center of the moon to the Dingling Hall in Lingshan, thousands of miles apart, what kind of immortal sleepwalking is this? Or, during the time when he was sleeping, someone sent him back to Dingling Hall?

Or, that pool was... from the beginning.

Thinking of this, the burning pain in his heart rose again, and Wang Luo did not go into it for the time being. He only lay in Dingling Hall for a while before trying to get up.

Unlike the last time when his limbs and bones seemed to be withered and decayed, this time, as soon as the thought came up, Wang Luo's body slowly floated up, as if lifted up by the power called intention, no longer bound by gravity. As he stood up, a breeze blew towards him, but it naturally parted to both sides before touching his skin, as if it didn't dare to touch Wang Luo.

"This... the manifestation of the Nascent Soul, the Immaculate Body?"

Directly affecting external objects with the power of divine thoughts, this is the power of the Nascent Soul without compromise, and it is not an external Nascent Soul like Yiqing Nascent Soul, but a Nascent Soul magical power that comes from the source.

The Immaculate Body that is not affected by the wind is a higher-level body-protecting magical power that evolved from the natural Tao body with the condensation of the Nascent Soul in the body. This Immaculate Body can almost isolate all "obstructions" below the same level. Toxins, curses, and even five elements magic can hardly affect him anymore.

Then, this was the magical power that Wang Luo had once given up, which was only available on the path of the Wanmiao Golden Pill, and it was a magical power that could only be possessed when the Golden Pill was fully developed and close to the formation of the infant. When he used the wild poison to enter the pill and gave up the Wanmiao Road, he thought that he would no longer have an immaculate body, but unexpectedly...

After a moment of surprise, Wang Luo temporarily suppressed the surprise of his own rapid increase in cultivation, took a deep breath, and called out: "Ascension Record."

A golden light bloomed in the palm of his right hand, and a delicate and luxurious heavy ancient book appeared. Wang Luo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Ascension Record, is it really you?"

The thick book in his hand seemed to be stunned when he heard the words, and shook violently, as if nodding.

Wang Luo said: "Prove it."

The shaking amplitude of the thick book suddenly doubled, as if it was surprised by the owner's doubts. Then it flew out of his hand and flew around Wang Luo twice, as if it was a poor puppy forgotten by its owner, wagging its tail and begging for mercy.

Then, the light of the Ascension Record gradually dimmed, and the exquisite and luxurious appearance suddenly turned into a scattered light, revealing its thin and old original appearance.

"Well, that's right, don't make yourself like the legend of the Ascension Record." Wang Luo took over the Ascension Record, which had the ability to be independent, and opened the first page.

Then he saw the most important content at the moment: the date.

In the memory world, Wang Luo was immersed in it for a full fifteen years, and the process of waking up was not easy. Although it is not difficult to imagine that the passage of time in the memory will obviously not be synchronized with reality, the specific ratio is unknown.

Therefore, the ideal situation is that fifteen years in the dream, the reality is a blink of an eye... But it is also possible that after waking up again, it has entered another immortal calendar era.

Fortunately, the answer given in the Ascension Record is not that exaggerated.

"January 21st... Fortunately, I remember arriving at Prison Moon Lake in early January, which means I slept for about 15 days?"

However, as his eyes moved to the left, Wang Luo's self-talk stopped abruptly.

Because the year column clearly says New Immortal Calendar 1205...

Wang Luo remembers very clearly that he first woke up in August 1202. In other words, he soaked in the Jingyi Pool for two years!

Fifteen to two, this time ratio is not particularly inhumane, but two years is still too long. After all, it was only a few months from his first awakening to entering the Jingyi Pool!

Sister's words that patience is an obligation really carry a lot of weight...

However, this is actually within expectations. Otherwise, if it is really fifteen years in a dream and a moment in the world, then Lu Zhiyao's anger will not be so valuable.

I just don't know, after these two years, what has the world become?

Is Yueyang's wasteland clearing going smoothly? The root loophole of the wasteland boundary cannot be filled at all. I wonder if Lu Youyou has understood this? Logically speaking, since Lu Zhiyao has shown up to meet him, she should not mind sending a message to her favorite spirit beast. Without the root-level loophole, other problems are actually out of the question.

If the rear area can be smoothly pacified, then Rongcheng's wasteland clearing should be put on the agenda as usual. However, for a city that has experienced a major wasteland turmoil and caused people's hearts to fluctuate, the original two years seem to be too short. I wonder if Lu Youyou will consider extending it?

After that... do those friends who have finally become familiar with me still remember me?

Although I had a fate with Shi Yue and others, it was only a few months, and we have been separated for two years.

As I was thinking, the Ascension Record in my hand suddenly became hot, and a message instantly appeared in my mind.

The mountain gate... welcomes guests.

"Oh? There are guests visiting at this time?"

The next moment, Wang Luo disappeared from the Dingling Hall.

Following the guidance of the Ascension Record, the owner of Lingshan Mountain appeared directly at the boundary of the former restricted area, Dengxiantai, ready to welcome the guests in person.

Then, he looked along the green staircase and saw a waving little red flag, which was shaking and climbing up the steps. Under the vibrant red flag was an equally eye-catching little red hat!