I don’t know how long I fell in the darkness.
A little light lit up in front of Gu Qing's eyes.
This light bloomed, creating a dim ball of light, illuminating the cramped stone room that was extremely unfamiliar.
This stone chamber is long and narrow and has no roof.
Gu Qing's body was lying in the stone room.
He stared with somewhat straight eyes at the dark yellow lampshade embedded in the wall on the side. The weak light came from there, dispelling the darkness.
"coffin?"
Gu Qing turned his head and took a few glances.
If he read it correctly.
At this moment, he should be lying in a coffin.
His heart moved slightly and he wanted to sit up.
Crackling...
There was a crisp sound, which was particularly obvious.
The feeling of vibration in the air caused by this crisp sound was extremely subtle and was captured keenly by Gu Qing.
He looked at himself subconsciously.
A white bone with golden luster appeared in his heart, and Gu Qing, who had already sat up, was horrified.
He lowered his head.
I saw.
At this time, his body was a white skeleton with a light golden luster, and the flesh and blood all over his body was gone.
In Gu Qing's skull, two points of dim soul fire rose and burned, and his mandible trembled slightly.
After half a breath.
Gu Qing accepted his current state.
Generally speaking, he was quite different from the Bone Man Demon of Soul Sect. He was still alive after all, and could not sense the danger of death. In other words, he was already dead, but there was still a little bit of soul left.
Standing up from the coffin whose lid was lifted by someone unknown, Gu Qing moved his body and stepped out.
The sound of bones colliding is especially obvious in the dead silence.
Gu Qing wandered around a few times.
"It should be a tomb."
He has come to a conclusion.
This is a large tomb.
And the person buried in the tomb here was the original owner of the coffin he climbed out of just now.
"Since it is a tomb, it should be underground."
Gu Qing raised his skull.
In his eye sockets, two points of dim soul fire flickered slightly.
His consciousness spread upward.
If at this moment, it can still be called divine consciousness.
Gu Qing's consciousness was about fifty feet away when he noticed a blazing light. He felt a sharp pain coming over him, and two points of dim soul fire in his eye sockets pulsed for a while.
"A village."
Withdrawing his consciousness, Gu Qing rubbed his chin bone.
The current situation is very strange.
He seemed to have died at some point.
Even the body turned into a white skeleton.
But for some reason, he came back to life.
Two questions appeared in his mind.
Here, are you still in the Demon Spirit Stream?
Is he really dead?
Gu Qing watched quietly, the golden luster flowing on his bones, and stepped hard on his feet.
boom!
A small half of the tomb was turned into powder.
His skeletal body bounced up with this huge force and crashed into the soil above. In an instant, it had passed over thirty feet, but was stuck more than ten feet away from the ground.
Gu Qing's bone-white body trembled.
boom!
The surrounding earth and rocks exploded, and under the guidance of Gu Qing's consciousness, they converged towards his feet and solidified into a layer of soil.
He stepped down again.
The next moment.
He had jumped out of the ground, his skeletal body bathed in the blazing light, and fell straight down.
Falling silently.
Gu Qing's skeletal body stood outside the village.
He looked ahead.
"There are no living creatures, so it should be completely desolate."
After a moment's thought, he shook his head.
Gu Qing's consciousness spread out, covering the surrounding area with ease. If the skin on his cheeks was still there, he would definitely have a weird look on his face.
"This divine consciousness..." Gu Qing was a little surprised, "So, my soul power has reached the strength of a foundation-building monk? If that's true..."
He tried to take a step toward Kyon.
The body of bones is suspended in the air.
The two points of soul fire in his eye sockets shook violently.
Mood, ups and downs.
"wrong."
Gu Qing flew up and walked through the air, and soon came to the top of the clouds, but there was no gray wind layer.
He looked down.
The vast land is filled with green mountains and green waters, and countless cliffs.
There is a common city below the side, which occupies a large area.
If it were placed in the outside world, at least hundreds of thousands of ordinary people would survive in such a majestic city.
But here, it is extremely empty and lifeless.
"It's unreasonable! I should still be in the Demon Spirit Stream..."
Gu Qing was above the clouds. His white-skeletal body held his palms in the air, and immediately formed a giant hand of clouds and mist that was a hundred feet in size: "It seems to be an illusion. Such a real illusion is really weird."
Since it is an illusion, how to break it?
Gu Qing looked towards the abdomen of the bone body.
It was empty.
Dantian Qi sea, Shenque Yin talisman are all gone.
He focused on the brows of the bone-white body.
The Divine Will of Snow, the Space of Stone Tablets...
Can't sense anything.
Gu Qing returned to the ground.
He got rid of distracting thoughts and tried to close the five senses.
The two dim soul fires in the eye sockets of the skull gradually dimmed, and finally entered a state that was almost extinguished.
Gu Qing's eyes returned to darkness again.
He quietly felt the passage of time.
Until a certain moment.
The five senses return.
The two points of dim soul fire in the eye sockets of the skull turned from dim to bright. Gu Qing's body of white bones still stood on the ground. The rain curtain was like a waterfall, and dense water droplets hung on his bones with a golden luster.
"There is no way out of the illusion."
Gu Qing's skeletal body sat cross-legged on the ground.
The soul fire in his eye sockets stared at the vast rain curtain.
What is true and what is false?
Where is the boundary between truth and falsehood?
After thinking for a long time, Gu Qing stood up.
His body of bones pressed towards the sky above.
A big hand made of countless raindrops tore open the waterfall of rain curtain, and in an instant, it became quiet again next to Gu Qing's skeletal body.
The soul fire in his eye sockets trembled slightly.
The big hand made of countless raindrops dispersed.
The rain came again.
The faint golden luster on his bones turned into golden raindrops and fell to the ground, where he stood quietly.
In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.
The rain didn't stop.
Gu Qing felt a hint of enlightenment in his heart.
"The situation changes with...the heart."
A thought came into his mind.
The falling goose feathers of snow seemed to be in front of his eyes, and the surroundings were covered with snow. He once again became the young man in the snow that day, focusing only on this scene, not thinking at all.
call……
Suddenly there was a cold wind whistling like a knife.
The originally dark green rain waterfall turned into a curtain of snow in an instant.
Gu Qing's mind shone silently, standing still.
"As expected...the illusion that relies on my heart, no matter how real it is, can be broken with just a snap of a finger."
He folded his fingers together and snapped his fingers.
Snapped!
The illusion is annihilated.
…
The deepest part of the Demon Spirit Stream.
In a huge cave, somewhere.
The broad sword with the black and red door panel fell aside.
A young man with a bald head and black clothes was lying in half a foot of black viscous liquid, with a blue long bow under him.
Several pieces of gravel of different sizes were scattered on the side.
The young man's eyelids moved slightly and he suddenly opened his eyes.
"Cave? It should no longer be an illusion."
Gu Qing activated part of the spiritual power in his body, and his eyes glowed with a faint red light. He glanced around a few times and found that everything here was shrouded in a heavy black light.
He stood up, picked up the Black Flame Sword, and put it on his shoulder.
Tap tap tap...
Stepping through the black viscous liquid, Gu Qing passed by several thick stone pillars. In front of him, leaning against the stone wall, a half-person-high stone platform appeared. This stone platform was more than ten feet long and about half a foot wide. against the vertical stone wall.
Gu Qing looked at the stone platform.
The carvings on the stone platform are extremely detailed.
Mountains, rivers, cliffs and empty cities...
"city?"
Gu Qing's eyes flashed slightly.
He searched for a moment on the stone platform.
A corner on this stone platform was exactly the same as what he had just seen when he looked down in the illusion.
Gu Qing's expression changed for a while.
He suddenly turned his head and looked to the side.
There is a black crack on the stone platform.
This crack is very thin, half a finger wide, lying across the stone platform next to a mountain and river the size of a grain of rice.
Two extremely subtle rays of light would shine from time to time next to the rice-sized mountains and rivers. Gu Qing's eyes were filled with red aura and he took a closer look.
There……
There were several monks the size of dust particles fighting.
Among them, the female cultivator who could vaguely be distinguished wearing golden clothes turned out to be Luo Lingrui. The remaining people were all dressed in ragged clothes, like savages. At this moment, they were struggling to besiege Luo Lingrui.
Gu Qing's eyes showed a strange light.
"It's really amazing... I don't know why Luo Lingrui and those people didn't turn into bones. Or is there something special about me?"
Gu Qing thought for a moment.
Then, he took off Han Chi's Luoyue Bow from his back, pointed at the few people fighting beside the rice-sized mountains and rivers, pulled out the bow string, and an extremely illusory blue arrow shot out.
stretch!
The arrow drained most of Gu Qing's spiritual power and suddenly fell towards the mountain and river the size of a grain of rice.
…
"Hmph! Tell me how to leave this place quickly. If you don't do it, we will definitely make you unable to survive or die!"
"Fellow Daoist Luo, don't struggle in vain anymore!"
"Even if you are physically strong, how can you be the enemy of the five of us? Tell me how to leave this place quickly, and you will suffer less physical pain!"
"Witch!"
"What is your purpose in bringing us here?"
Five foundation-building cultivators, including the monk in white, were frantically besieging Luo Lingrui, whose golden robe was stained with blood.
Several spiritual weapons hit Luo Lingrui again.
Half a foot above Luo Lingrui's head, a golden wheel hung. The golden wheel spun around, releasing a solid golden stream that collided with the spiritual weapons.
Just then.
Buzz!
A huge trembling sound came from a distance
A sky-like blue brilliance fell on this mountain with a height of several thousand feet. In one ten thousandth of an instant, the entire mountain peak, along with the surrounding hundreds of miles, turned into fine stone powder, and the struggle continued. The six monks who were together were all blown away by the hurricane that followed.
Stone powder scattered all over the sky.
The six monks who were originally fighting together were swept away by this huge force from the sky. They flew out to an unknown distance and were each smashed into the earth and rocks.
Luo Lingrui's figure was even sent flying to the side of an endless abyss. She was just a little short of falling into the abyss.
She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
But she just stood up from the fallen earth and rocks.
An extremely strong wind blew over.
The strong wind caused her figure to stagger, and at the same time, a golden palm appeared in front of her eyes.
Snapped!
The golden palm was drawn down.
The huge force carried by it fell on Luo Lingrui's left cheek, knocking her away like a rag.
Luo Lingrui screamed in pain.
Her body flew more than ten feet away, smashing into rocks and trees. While she was still in mid-air, she spurted out a mouthful of blood mixed with minced flesh.
Luo Lingrui collapsed on the ground like mud, her left eyeball was bloodshot, and half of her head was almost shattered by a slap.
Gu Qing's skeletal body watched this scene from a distance.
In the eye sockets of his head, the dim soul fire burned quietly.
I had no choice but to enter this strange space again.
If he didn't come in, he wouldn't be able to hurt Luo Lingruo at all.
The gap between the monks in the Qi Refining Stage and those in the Foundation Establishment Stage is so huge that it cannot be justified. For example, the arrow he shot just now only lifted up Luo Lingruo and other cultivators, but it did not have the power to seriously injure them.
That's fine.
Then he would tear this woman to pieces with his own hands.
Gu Qing clenched his golden-shined hand bones.
