In the secret world, everything fades away over time.
The sun, moon, stars, mountains, lakes, flowers, grass and trees are all gradually disappearing.
Lilia recovered quickly with Jun Wuxie's help.
Shangguan Wanwan's energy and spirit have also recovered a lot.
Jun Wuxie looked at the disappearing scenery and couldn't help but sigh.
I have been trapped in three disasters and seven tribulations for more than two months, and all the experiences I have experienced flash through my mind like a fleeting glance.
Now, I can finally escape from this secret realm.
"It's just that I don't know how to find the way back..."
He didn't feel very relaxed in his heart. Even if they escaped from the secret realm of Three Disasters and Seven Tribulations, they were still in the ancient corpse burial place in the mouth of the fire dragon.
The space gates from which we came have long since disappeared, and it is impossible to return the way we came.
Just as he was thinking about it, Mu Xuelan, who was meditating and adjusting her breath not far away in front of her, suddenly trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing her ice-blue clothes red.
The corners of Jun Wuxie's eyes twitched.
He saw Mu Xuelan's originally bloodless face turn as pale as paper.
Her breath suddenly became much weaker, and she was weaker than before. Her body swayed twice, and it seemed that she could no longer maintain her sitting position.
"What happened to her?"
He looked at Shangguan Wanwan with a questioning look.
At the same time, he quickly rushed behind Mu Xuelan, placed his hands on her back, and continuously poured life essence into her body.
"Don't worry about it, just go away, go away..."
Mu Xuelan struggled, trying to distance herself from Jun Wuxie, but she struggled a few times, but she didn't even have the strength to move her body.
The originally beautiful eyes became a little distracted at this moment, losing focus, and the voice was so weak that it was inaudible.
"Lord Mu, why are you doing this..."
Shangguan Wanwan stepped forward to check her condition, her expression became more and more solemn, and then she sighed heavily.
"Master Shangguan, what happened to her?"
Jun Wuxie frowned, Mu Xuelan meditated and adjusted her breath. Her physical condition should have recovered. How could she suddenly vomit blood and become so weak?
"Her lifelong Taoist practice was completely broken, because the real-life experiences during these days were contrary to the Tao she pursued, and she was still unable to untie the knot in her heart, which led to her becoming obsessed and severely traumatizing her mind. The origin of the soul..."
Jun Wuxie was silent after hearing this, and then said, "How can we help her recover as soon as possible?"
"There is a rare treasure that can repair the source of his soul. It is called [Spiritual Marrow Liquid]. It is quasi-holy grade and has the magical effect of nourishing and repairing the soul! But this kind of rare treasure is hard to find in the world and is rare. Ask for it, it’s hard to find.”
Spiritual marrow liquid?
Jun Wuxie was startled. Isn't this one of the three quasi-saint-level treasures needed to save Uncle Bird and Master Niang?
Moreover, Su Lan's soul was damaged and fell into a deep sleep, so she also needed this kind of thing.
"Where is it?"
Shangguan Wanwan shook her head and said: "I've been told that it's hard to find in the world, so how do I know where it is. If you really want to find [Spiritual Marrow Liquid], you can only pay more attention to it in your future experiences. luck."
"Shameless little thief, I don't want you to control me..."
Mu Xuelan struggled, trying to push Jun Wuxie away.
She hated being in close contact with him, which would make her uncontrollably think of the scenes she had experienced in the past forty-nine days.
"Stop moving. You can't break free and you don't have the strength to refuse."
Jun Wuxie was very direct and strong, trying to help her stand up.
But Mu Xuelan was so weak that she didn't have any strength in her body and couldn't help her up at all.
Helpless, he had no choice but to pick her up.
"Let go. What does my life and death have to do with you? Let go. Don't touch me. Let go..."
She pushed his chest with all her strength, but her strength was too little.
Seeing that she couldn't push, she seemed to have lost her mind, and slapped Jun Wuxie's body with two slender white palms.
"No matter how crazy you are, believe it or not, I will spank you in front of the Shangguan Sect Master and Lilia?"
Jun Wuxie was really speechless. He was already so weak and his emotions were still so intense.
If this continues, it will only accelerate the worsening of the injury.
Does this woman really want to die?
"You...you...shameless..."
Mu Xuelan's delicate body trembled, and her raised hand slowly dropped.
There was strong hatred and a layer of moisture in her eyes, like a weak woman who had been greatly bullied.
At this time, everything in the secret realm disappeared.
The entire secret world just disappeared.
The scene between heaven and earth has undergone earth-shaking changes.
There are no clear lakes, no green trees, no green grass, no beautiful flowers.
The sky is no longer cloudy and cloudy, with colorful clouds and flowing clouds.
It was replaced by a gray sky, and the whole world was bleak.
The mountains in the distance are undulating and shrouded in gray mist.
Those high mountains have very little vegetation and look bare.
The wind was howling, mixed with the biting coldness, and there was a weird atmosphere everywhere.
It makes people feel inexplicably depressed and manic.
In addition, Jun Wuxie faintly felt an evil aura, quietly entering his body and affecting his mind.
"There's something wrong here. Stay calm and guard the sea of spiritual consciousness. Don't let the weird aura here invade your mind!"
He had a bad feeling in his heart.
He was too familiar with this kind of weirdness and evil.
This is the aura possessed by the darkest power.
Fortunately, the strange and evil atmosphere here is very light, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Master Shangguan, try if you can contact someone from your Demonic Sect."
Shangguan Wanwan nodded, activated the communication jade talisman, and tried several times.
She finally shook her head.
"It seems that the communication runes from the outside world have lost their effect here. It is very strange here. Our soul perception and visual distance have been greatly affected. We must be more careful."
Jun Wuxie said, wiping the blood stains from the corner of Mu Xuelan's mouth, looking forward, and said: "We don't know the situation now, so we can only take one step at a time and slowly find a way back to the outside world."
They walked side by side and saw many graves along the way.
There were no tombstones in those graves, they were very desolate, filled with a strange atmosphere and a strong aura of death.
The environment became even more eerie and terrifying.
They didn't get close to the graves and walked away when they saw them from a distance.
Jun Wuxie was surprised, he sensed a different kind of life fluctuation in those graves.
It seems that there are living creatures buried in the grave.
But those creatures possess a strong and evil aura of death.
As we continue to go deeper, there is an aura of death in the world.
This place no longer seems like a land for living people, but more like a world for the undead.
They entered a mountain range, and not long after walking, a village appeared in sight.
The village is surrounded by wooden fences, and the wooden fences are covered with strange talismans and seals.
None of this is the most special.
The most eye-catching thing is the houses in the village.
Those houses have very strange styles and shapes.
Each house resembles an enlarged, upright sarcophagus.
Seeing such a village in such an environment is strange and terrifying, and one can't help but feel a chill in his heart.
Shangguan Wanwan said: "Don't move here, I will go take a look first."
"No need, let's go together."
Jun Wuxie shook his head and walked forward.
He has melted the Nine Yang Essence Fire and reached the highest level of Yang.
If he really faced something evil, Shangguan Wanwan, whose strength was far from reaching its peak, would have no advantage over him.
After a short time, they approached the village.
In front of the village, there is a very vast farmland.
The farmland is covered with gray plants, half as tall as a man, and full of gray fruits.
"Is this... rice?"
Jun Wuxie couldn't believe it. The only difference between the plants in the farmland in front of her and the rice outside was the color.
The rice ears they produce are gray, and the ears contain a strong sense of death.
Occasionally, you can see a few farming figures in the fields.
The men were in rags.
Some were wearing shabby cloth clothes, and some were wearing broken armor.
When they turned around and showed their faces.
Jun Wuxie's pupils shrank slightly.
Some of those people's faces were pale, some were gray-black, and some had half their faces rotted away, with their eyeballs falling out and hanging from their sockets.
Lilia's delicate body trembled slightly.
The scene she saw in front of her made her feel very uncomfortable. What on earth was this place?
Jun Wuxie looked at the figures in the field, the corners of his eyes twitching.
Everything here is weird, and the scene in front of you subverts your understanding.
What kind of secret world did they come to?
