Luo Yi couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of Yuanli in his body.
This does not mean that the Yuan Power in Luo Yi's body is exhausted, but that his body can no longer contain Yuan Power.
To put it simply, Luo Yi's Dantian has been destroyed.
His cultivation was ruined.
Luo Yi stared blankly at the beams above his head. In fact, this feeling of powerlessness was not the first time Luo Yi had experienced it.
He remembered that he was forcibly brought back to Luo Dynasty by Luo Tianchen in the Tyrant Dynasty, and at the same time, the meridians all over his body were sealed.
The feeling now is similar to that then.
But now, Luo Yi's realm cultivation is indeed abolished.
But now Luo Yi doesn't have much panic in his heart.
Now that he is here, Luo Yi is already prepared no matter what happens.
What's more, there is one more thing that gives Luo Yi some peace of mind.
Perhaps it was because there was no trace of energy left in his body and he was completely reduced to a useless person, so this time Luo Yi clearly felt that there was something in his chest.
This thing exists in his body.
Moreover, the thing on his chest was definitely not placed on him by Netherworld.
Because this thing has no ghostly aura at all, but is full of awe-inspiring aura.
"It seems that he won't die for a while..." Luo Yi sighed in his heart.
However, although there was no fear of life, the pain of being bitten by poisonous insects in the black coffin still made Luo Yi feel a little bit palpitated when he thought about it now.
However, what makes Luo Yi even more curious is, what do these ghosts want to do?
He had told Yu Xiao everything before. If Yu Xiao wanted to swallow the Heaven Creation Scripture, Luo Yi could tell him without any secret.
In fact, even if Luo Yi told Yu Xiao, Yu Xiao was destined to be unable to practice.
Because the original body of the Devouring Heaven Creation Sutra is still in Luo Yi's body one hundred thousand years later.
Even if Luo Yi told Yu Xiao the formula for cultivation, he would not be able to practice without the help of the body of the Devouring Heaven Creation Sutra.
But to Luo Yi's surprise, Yu Xiao didn't ask him anything about the Tiantian Creation Sutra.
Even the formula, Yu Xiao never asked.
Luo Yi gradually stabilized his breathing. He tried to move his fingers, but found that he couldn't do it at all.
Luo Yi sighed heavily in his heart.
This is the first time Luo Yi feels confused and helpless about his future, and even a little...
Fear of the unknown.
Because Luo Yi knew very well that Netherworld spent so much effort to bring him back to Netherworld, it couldn't be for the purpose of killing him.
If this is the case, then these ghosts are a bit too low-level.
They should be planning to confirm certain conjectures on themselves.
When this conjecture is not fully confirmed, or when the goals they expected are not achieved, Luo Yi will definitely not die.
However, there is a high probability that life will be worse than death.
This is Luo Yi's current situation.
He slowly closed his eyes and began to rest.
Because apart from rest, Luo Yi doesn't know what he should do or what he can do now.
In his current state, no matter what he does, he has more than enough ambition but not enough energy.
Time passed day by day, and before I knew it, half a month had passed.
Luo Yi also went from being bedridden at the beginning to now sitting in a simple wooden wheelchair.
During this period, Luo Yi met Yu Xiao several times.
But the conversation between the two of them was actually more like a family affair.
Neither of them mentioned the Heaven-Swallowing Creation Sutra, and Luo Yi didn't seem to have any resentment about his complete loss of realm.
The two of them just asked and answered, and strangely, the person who asked the question was not Yu Xiao, but Luo Yi.
Most of what Luo Yi asked were old news about the land of Lingzhou.
That evening, someone banged on the door, and Luo Yi didn't know what the thin woman Chen'er did to make a living until today.
The person who knocked on the door was a plump woman with heavy makeup on her face. It could be seen that she must have been a beauty when she was young, but now she is old and has lost her charm.
Besides, where Luo Yi lives now, it is located on the edge of the town. Not everyone living in the city is a monk.
These people are the same as those Luo Yi saw in the underworld city.
They are all unarmed netherworld civilians, but their lifespans are slightly shorter than those of the human race.
Therefore, Luo Yi rarely sees some old men with white eyebrows and beards.
Based on Luo Yi's observations these days, he found that these netherworld civilians have a lifespan of at least a dozen years.
Moreover, when these people died as civilians, they were not buried in the ground, but were cremated.
Moreover, the people in charge of the cremation are all monks in the underworld. This cremation seems to hide some secrets.
Luo Yi is sitting in a wheelchair, with a blanket draped over his legs. There is no distinction between spring, summer, autumn and winter in the Netherworld.
The weather here is always cold and cold.
Chen'er quickly ran out of the house in a slight panic, only to hear the woman outside the door shouting at the top of her voice: "You little bitch, get out of here!"
"Okay, you didn't go to Muye for three whole days. Have you lost your ambition?"
Hearing the woman's voice, Chen'er shivered with fright. Luo Yi turned to look at her, and Chen'er happened to turn to look at Luo Yi at this time.
The two people's eyes met, and Chen'er struggled to squeeze out a smile: "I'll take you into the house to rest first."
As soon as he finished speaking, the broken wooden door of the small courtyard, which was leaking air from all directions, was knocked open.
A woman who was already a little fat had her hands on her waist and glared at Chen'er in the courtyard.
Behind the woman, there were actually two demon generals standing!
And looking at her appearance, this woman seems to be the master of these two demon generals?
Luo Yi frowned quietly. This was the first time since he came here that he saw an ordinary person who could control the Nether Demon General.
"Did I make a mistake?" Luo Yi was a little confused.
Although she has lost her realm of cultivation, Luo Yi's eyesight is still there. In his opinion, this somewhat fat middle-aged woman is indeed an ordinary person.
Before Chen'er could explain, the woman's eyes suddenly fell on Luo Yi.
"Huh?" The woman was obviously stunned after seeing Luo Yi.
Then, her gaze wavered between Luo Yi and Chen'er again, and finally she suddenly realized, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth: "I said you little bitch, why haven't you gone to Muye for so many days? It's because you have a pretty boy at home. ”
The woman looked Luo Yi up and down.
"Oh, you're actually still a cripple, Chen'er, Chen'er, you're pretty, so why are you so blind that you're looking at a cripple?"
Luo Yi sat in the wheelchair, crossed his hands, and looked quietly at the woman not far away in front of him.
When the woman saw that Luo Yi actually dared to look at her, she couldn't help but glared: "What are you looking at?!"
"If you look again, I'll put your eyes out!"
