As he flew into the sinkhole, his feet were slightly hot, and the sound of his shoes hitting the ground was like iron.
Zhao Shun looked around and saw fine lines engraved on the walls of the pit. Upon closer inspection, he found a series of carvings that recorded events. The sea of clouds was misty, immortals were rising in the wind, and stars guarded the mountains and rivers. Where the stars guarded the mountains and rivers, there was a fairy gate. All the people played music, the immortals feasted and had fun, and then left through the gate of heaven, and hundreds of tribes bowed their heads.
The carvings are exquisite and the pictures are grand, bringing joy to the face.
It is a picture of a gift to the immortals in the upper realm!
But why is it carved here, in a desolate world?
Zhao Chun was puzzled at every turn, and suddenly she heard the sound of music being played, which made her think it was an unusual sound that came from her ears after viewing the painting.
Accompanying the fairy music is the sound of noisy conversation.
"The auspicious time has come!"
"Here we go to the paradise world! How happy we are no longer disturbed by the mortal world! How happy we are!"
"Cultivate immeasurable merit and create three thousand great worlds!"
I don’t know how many stalwart figures appeared, laughing happily, raising their arms and shouting!
Zhao Shun was surrounded by many figures, hearing and watching the joyous scene, but suddenly felt a ray of resentment intertwined in it, making this ecstatic state extremely absurd and bizarre...
As the sky darkened, Zhao Chun looked up and saw that the wasteland above his head was rapidly growing and closing, trying to trap her in it. Zhao Chun wanted to call out the smoke boat and leave, but the wasteland grew faster and faster, swallowing up the last trace of the sky!
There was a sense of heat all around, and colorful lights appeared faintly in the recesses of the murals. All the scenes came alive, with the sea of clouds rolling, the stars alternating, the immortals drinking water, and the shadows of clothes floating between waving sleeves.
"In the past, we were...heaped...together, but now we are still...in the sky..."
The vast sound was intermittent, and Zhao Chun could only hear a few scattered words. Her belly and back were soaked with sweat, and her dantian spiritual roots were restless. She was unable to distract herself from other things.
Take out the moisturizing fruit from the storage bag, bite the skin lightly, and let the cool juice flow down the esophagus. You feel a little better. However, this only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. As the heat wave becomes more intense, these woody odors are difficult to contain. Gold and fire.
Zhao Chun took out several of them one after another, and they were of some use at first. Later, he even took the Centennial Runmu Fruit, which could only hold up half a stick of incense. Moreover, there was a slight pain in the meridians of his body, and his Dantian was saturated, so he could no longer take it.
In desperation, Zhao Chun suddenly recalled the "Fire Refining Furnace Technique". This technique can draw the fire energy out of the Dantian and into the skin, flesh, muscles and bones. I wonder if this situation can be solved.
Zhao Shun had written down the secret formula a long time ago. She originally wanted to obtain the weapon refining method and return to the sect to practice in the furnace. Now that the situation was critical, she couldn't help but give it a try!
Sitting on the bottom of the tiankeng, you can feel the heat even more. The fire spirit root is like a fish in water, showing a wanton and swaggering posture. The golden spirit root is beside you, happily following. But Zhao Chun suffered a lot. There was extreme heat outside, and there was a murderous and violent intention inside that shook his Taoist heart.
To get started with "The Art of Fire Refining in the Furnace", start by refining skin and flesh.
Zhao Shun tried his best to concentrate, pulling the fire spiritual energy around his body. The first thing that hit him was a burning pain, like tongues of fire rolling across his skin, licking away the flesh.
After I had endured the burning sensation, there was another pinprick-like pain, piercing through the surface of the skin and seeming to go straight into the bone marrow!
If it weren't for the fact that after the pain, she could feel the skin and flesh tightening together and becoming stronger, Zhao Chun almost thought that this technique would destroy her body!
Fortunately, after part of the fire energy in the Dantian was drawn out, the two Qi of gold and fire gradually calmed down and continued to dormant in the Dantian, which Zhao Shun did not dare to underestimate.
She has never learned the art of refining weapons, so it is difficult for her to understand the method of refining by fire. She can only explore forward with difficulty, using her body as a test subject, and trying slowly.
In the sinkhole, when the heat accumulates to a certain level, it stops rising, occasionally drops, and then slowly climbs back to the original level after a while.
Zhao Shun had a change of thought and felt that the tiankeng, which looked like a cauldron, was not as solid as she imagined.
As if to refute her idea, a heat wave rolled inside, and a sharp pain surged in Zhao Chun's Dantian. He quickly focused on refining his body, drawing the new fire energy into his skin and flesh.
Due to the lack of legal treatment, her body was already heavily scarred, so Zhao Chun had to take healing elixirs and forcibly took wood-qi elixirs to neutralize the violent anger.
The meridians and acupuncture points all over the body are worried about being overwhelmed, the energy and blood are surging, and even the mind is starting to feel lax.
This is a world without spiritual energy, but the heat wave in the pit has become the source of fire energy for no reason, causing the fire spirit root to spread its teeth and claws!
The fire irritates the skin and flesh, but it cannot be tempered to perfection. Where it is excessive, the skin will become chapped and blood will flow out.
Zhao Shun dared not to ignite it, his Dantian was irritable and uneasy, and if he allowed the fire to flourish again, he was afraid that there would be signs of collapse!
It seems that he is going to die here...
Even if she clung to her sanity, the endless pain still made her confused. She didn't know how long it had been before she heard a loud bang!
The entire sinkhole shook for a moment!
The heat wave gradually subsided, and after losing this help, the fire spirit root became much weaker than before.
The two qi of gold and fire finally subsided, but Zhao Shun in the pit was already in the state of a bloody man, and he managed to hold on and did not pass out.
His eyelids were heavy, as if they were covered with blood. Zhao Xuan lowered his head slightly and struggled to open his eyes. The murals on all sides were no longer shiny, but had returned to their previous darkness, and there were even fine lines on them.
"boom!"
There was another loud noise, but not as violent as before. The sinkhole only shook slightly, but on the mural, small cracks gradually expanded!
"boom!"
"boom!"
As if it sensed that it was useful, the noises continued one after another, and the cracks on the walls of the sinkhole opened up. From the sea of clouds, to the mountains and rivers, and to the place where the immortals arrived, they were all cracked horizontally and vertically!
Someone is attacking the sinkhole from outside!
Zhao Shun raised her head with difficulty. In the darkness, a faint light shone from the rock cap above her head, which shocked her heart!
The man outside struck and paused, thinking that in this world, spiritual energy could not generate itself and had to find it to recover, so he paused.
The light became brighter, changing from strands of silk to pillars of light. Spider-like cracks expanded, and with a loud noise, they shattered into pieces of rock and fell!
Zhao Chun rolled to avoid the attack and was even more seriously injured. He gritted his teeth and rolled into a ball on the ground.
A heavy ruler fell from the sky and penetrated like the bottom of a pit!
The tall woman floated down on the ruler holder. When she saw the embarrassed Zhao Shen in the dust, she was slightly surprised, but she didn't ask any questions. She jumped off the ruler holder, pulled out the heavy ruler, and continued to hit the bottom of the pit with the ruler!
Her hair is tied at the back of her head, and a round of topaz hangs from her waist.
Qi Yunrong!
Even the late-stage foundation-building monks were actually sucked into this world!
Zhao Shun really had no strength. She had exhausted all her strength just now by rolling over. He could only lie on the ground and watch her keep waving the heavy ruler and opening and closing her lips as if she was yelling.
"save……"
Qi Yunrong looked back at her with a cold expression. He put the heavy ruler on his shoulders and snorted coldly: "I can't protect myself now, so you still expect me to save you?"
"I... am a...disciple of the Lingzhen Sect, a senior...if I can rescue..."
"Lingzhen?" She heard these two words in her ears. After a while, she swung the heavy ruler and hammered the ground, and replied: "Senior Qiu's sect?"
Her tone sounded full of admiration: "You are lucky to be from the same sect as Senior Qiu. If you can go out today, I will help you. Whether you can survive it depends on you!"
Whether Qi Yunrong can escape from this world seems uncertain.
However, Zhao Chun's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the sound of hammering sounded farther and farther away from her ears. After a long time, the wind began to move, blowing over her body covered in blood and dust.
