Mortal's journey to immortality

In the stone hall, Wang Lu was still walking towards the passage.

His eyes were dull, his mouth was foaming, his hair was messy, his clothes were torn, and his breath was weak.

Xiaotong beside him was just like him, following Wang Lu blankly, swaying and falling, and his whole body lost a small amount of weight.

They walked back and forth in the stone hall for a full month. Wang Lu didn't know at this time that everything he had seen before was an illusion.

Whether it was two selves or himself being killed by himself, it all came from the impact of the formation on his soul, so that he and Xiaotong were unaware of the walking dead and kept walking forever.

Both he and Xiaotong need some stimulation to wake up. The only variable is Zi Jiu.

Zi Jiu was in the spirit beast bag, and the phantom formation had far less influence on it than Wang Lu and Xiaotong. As soon as it entered the stone hall, it was fighting against the formation.

Unlike Wang Lu and the others, it was enveloped by the formation as soon as it entered the stone hall, so that it lost itself. It was actively resisting the influence of the formation on it.

After a month of confrontation, relying on its natural ability to break illusions, it finally got rid of the influence of the illusion array. It struggled to break through the spirit beast bag. The moment it came out, a strange power surged towards it like a tide.

Before losing itself, it flapped its wings lightly, and two needle-like wind blades pierced Wang Lu's eyebrows. Then Zi Jiu stood upright and was frozen in mid-air, with its wings constantly flapping, maintaining a flying posture. .

"it hurts!"

Wang Lu woke up leisurely and touched the place between his brows that was bleeding profusely. He was suddenly shocked and found that his soul was dim, his body was weak, his mana was exhausted, and he was about to run out of fuel.

He looked towards Xiaotong and found that Xiaotong's eyes were blurred and her yellow hair was all gray. She was walking back and forth in the stone hall feebly. She no longer screamed, but was crawling step by step.

He walked forward and held the little pupil in his arms after struggling for a while. Unexpectedly, the little pupil, which was about three feet tall, was as heavy as a huge piece of pig iron. He almost fell down without holding it. He patted it gently. Xiaotong, a stream of magic power entered its body. Wang Lu frowned slightly. The ghost power in Xiaotong's body was in chaos, almost to the point of becoming possessed.

Just as he was increasing his mana, Xiaotong's weak voice came faintly from his consciousness: Master, I don't need mana. The more mana I have, the faster I will die, and I will slowly recover.

Hearing this, Wang Lu broke into a cold sweat and almost killed Xiao Tong.

Xiaotong obviously woke up, and the influence of the formation on it was broken.

Wang Lu walked to Zi Jiu distressedly and gently pinched its tentacles with his hand. Zi Jiu suddenly woke up and looked at Wang Lu in a daze. In the next breath, he happily flew to his shoulder, like it When I was a child, I jumped from Wang Lu's left shoulder to his right shoulder, and from his right shoulder to his left shoulder. His joy was beyond words.

Wang Lu smiled slightly, it was Zi Jiu who saved him again. Whenever the most critical moment came, Zi Jiu would always risk his life to save him. This was the case in Tingyu City, and it was the same here.

He doesn't know what will happen in the future, nor does he know how far he can go on the road of cultivating immortality. Having Zijiu by his side along the way is God's extra care for him, and he will cherish it.

The power of this formation is that people or living creatures can get lost in their subconscious without even realizing it, and they will not stop until they run out of life supplies.

Thinking of this, Wang Lu couldn't help but sigh. There are so many strange skills and methods in the world of immortality. While improving your cultivation level, you also have to dabble in other common sense of immortality. You don't need to be proficient, just know it, so as not to fall into the trap at any time. I don’t know, it seems like I need to make a few more trips to the Treasure Pavilion before returning to the sect.

However, now that I am in harm's way, I don't know if I can go back.

He shook off the distracting thoughts and realized that the formation was broken, but both the man and the beast were exhausted and their cultivation levels were greatly damaged. They had to take a good rest for a while before they could go on the road again.

He put Zi Jiu into another spirit beast bag, and then put in a high-grade spirit stone. For Zi Jiu, spiritual energy is the best healing medicine, and sleeping is the best way to practice.

What made Wang Lu dumbfounded was that Zi Jiu dismissed and sneered at the beast-nurturing pills commonly used in the world of immortality, even the advanced beast-nurturing pills.

Xiaotong told him that he would sleep for a while before the injury could recover, so he should ignore it.

The Yin Qi in Mingkong's Tomb is extremely strong. After a period of time, Xiaotong will be able to recover as before, and Wang Lu has no other way to help Xiaotong now.

After settling his spirit beast, Wang Lu began to check his body. To describe it in three words, it was particularly bad.

If he wakes up one day later, his foundation may be damaged.

He took out the semi-spiritual milk from the storage bag. To his surprise, there was only a little more than the last bottle of semi-spiritual milk left.

Thinking back to the beginning, there were thirty-six bottles of half-spiritual milk, but now only the last bottle is left. Half-spiritual milk has saved him in times of crisis many times. Without the help of spiritual milk, he would have died long ago.

He uncorked the bottle and after drinking most of the bottle, he held two middle-grade spiritual stones in his hands and sat up to meditate.

Three days later, his mana was restored to its original state, his spiritual consciousness had grown a lot, he was faintly touching the stage of foundation-building perfection, and his soul was more stable than before.

It seemed that he was almost killed by the formation, but it didn't leave him any sequelae, and it also brought him some unexpected joy.

His intuition told him that if he was allowed to have a free fight with an ordinary early-stage golden elixir cultivator, he would be 80% sure that he would not defeat but kill him.

Zi Jiu in the spirit beast bag has not yet awakened and is still recovering from his injuries. Wang Lu observed that Zi Jiu's injuries were not serious and should be fully recovered in about half a month.

Xiaotong's condition is worse. Without a few months of recovery, there is no hope of recovery.

He woke up Xiaotong and told it to stay in the spirit beast bag temporarily and suffer for a while.

Xiaotong's injury was still serious, her eyelids drooped, and she told Wang Lu that she would get better slowly.

Wang Lu put the strange box and the pupil in the spirit beast bag and looked at the yellow-lit passage not far away. He was the only one left, so he had no choice but to move forward.

He put on a set of black clothes and walked into the passage.

As he took the first step into the passage, he felt a slight movement under his feet. He bent down and rubbed the hard and cold ground with his hands, but found nothing unusual.

Is it an illusion?

He grabbed the six-star arching moon blade in his hand and stabbed it hard on the ground. He only heard the clear sound of "ding" and sparks flew everywhere. With the sharpness of the six-star arching moon blade, there was no impact on the ground. Leave no trace.

He couldn't help but think of the fiery red crystal found in the "Archive Palace" in the Jiuyue Secret Realm.

After half a stick of incense, he was still at his feet. He held the blade in his hand and carefully and slowly cut along the ground without any cracks.

Three hours later, he opened a half-inch crack in the ground that was dozens of times harder than fine steel, and he picked out one side of a jade box that was exactly the same color as the ground.

The refreshed Wang Lu stood up, twisted his sore neck, and started digging again.

This design is very exquisite. The jade box with the same color as the channel is embedded in the rock flush with the ground.

Because the material of the jade box is different from the rocks of the passage, there has been a slight inconsistency over the millions of years, and there is only a faint corner. If Wang Lu hadn't searched carefully, it would have been impossible. Discover the existence of the jade box.

Thinking of this, Wang Lu's eyes were firm, and at the same time he was looking forward to what was in the jade box.