Deep in the secret realm.
As soon as the old man stepped through the stone door, he felt a wet mist coming towards his face, enveloping his entire head and face. The huge force restriction that had been pressing on his body finally disappeared, and he instantly felt relaxed and happy all over his body.
Looking up, the place is filled with mist and steam, as if you were walking into the clouds.
The surrounding fog was swaying like gauze and cloth, blocking most of the sight, making everything seen seemed hazy and unreal.
He raised his head and took a deep breath, his pale and pale face was shocked!
"This floating mist is actually the purest spiritual energy of heaven and earth!"
In this way, he took several deep breaths, like a drunken person with a trace of blush on his face, showing an expression of enjoyment.
"The aura here is actually much thicker than the aura spewed out from the dragon head under the dragon wall! It's simply unbelievable!"
He has traveled through most of the world, and has set foot in many fairy mountain spiritual veins for hunting, but compared to this place, it is like a land of clouds and mud, a world of difference.
"If you practice here, your realm will definitely improve by leaps and bounds. There may be no chance of advancing again!"
He sensed the spiritual energy swarming around him and walked in with shock.
Because of the thick spiritual energy blocking him, he could only see three to five steps in front of him.
He quietly released a spiritual thought and spread it out. He wanted to detect the surrounding situation, but found that as soon as the spiritual thought left his body, it disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea.
He shook his head with a wry smile on his face, and could only wave his hands, trying to fan the fog away.
But the air was filled with thick spiritual energy everywhere, gathering and dispersing, dispersing and gathering again. After a few times of this, the old man stopped forcing himself.
He thought for a moment, then slowly closed his eyes. After a burst of light, when he opened them again, there was a trace of blue light in his eyes.
In this way, he finally tore away a few layers of the heavy gauze blocking his eyes, and then he could see a little further.
How could such a cave-like blessed land, a place with heaven-defying aura, not be protected by great monsters and strange beasts!
He moved forward slowly and carefully searched around. After walking about a dozen steps, he saw an emerald-like pond appearing in front of him.
The pond is small, oval in shape, and the whole picture can be vaguely seen, about seven to eight feet square.
The clear blue water in the pool is so clear that it feels ethereal when you look at it.
The old man stared at the water with a look on his face, and suddenly walked quickly to the edge of the pool.
"Pond of Eternal Life!"
"Could this be the Pool of Eternal Life!"
The old man's face changed slightly as if he was remembering something, and he murmured to himself in surprise.
But there is nothing special about this pool. How can it make people immortal?
He stared at the pool and speculated carefully, and his expression changed again in an instant!
"Impossible!" He almost couldn't help shouting.
"How can this be!"
He eagerly walked to the pool and stared at the water closely, his eyes full of shock.
This pool of water is actually transformed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!
He knew very well how dense the aura had to be before it could be transformed into a physical entity, otherwise he would not have shown any covetousness towards the Holy Grail in the hands of the tribal barbarians before.
But the spiritual energy here is so thick that it transforms into an entity on its own. And how much spiritual energy is needed to condense such a large pool of spiritual water?
It was simply impossible, it was far beyond his understanding!
He was stunned for a while, then rubbed his eyes, fearing that he was expecting too much and ended up hallucinating.
But after a while, he was sure that this was a real existence and not a fantasy.
"It is indeed the pool of eternal life! It is indeed the way to immortality! Haha!!!"
There is no hope of ascending to the next level, and there is no hope of advancement. Seeing that longevity is approaching, finally the willows are dark, the flowers are blooming, and the dead trees are blooming.
Even a top monk like him in the human world could not hide his excitement and laughed loudly.
"If you practice in this immortal pool for a few days, not only will you be able to advance, but your lifespan will also be greatly increased!"
"I don't want to die! I want the road to immortality!"
"Ha ha...."
After a long time, he finally calmed down and was about to jump into the pool to absorb the almost infinite spiritual power. Suddenly his eyebrows raised and his eyes suddenly shrank, as if being pricked by needles, and his jumping body fell to the same place again.
"Flower Seal Script! Ancient Immortal Formation!" He stared at a circle of fine patterned characters on the blue stones on the edge of the pool, with a hint of solemnity on his face.
"Gather...heaven and earth...light..." He recited while walking along the edge of the pool, and he actually recognized a few words.
Unfortunately, he knew too little about it and could not deduce what the formation was. He was unwilling to go around it twice more, and finally had to give up.
He was looking at the circle of flower seal characters and thinking of a solution when he suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder and a feeling of emptiness in his heart. Then he remembered that he had fed the Yin-Yang monkey with an arm and a lot of essence and blood as blood food, and his physical state was greatly damaged. , because I was so excited about entering the formation that I forgot about it for a moment.
"The aura here is dense. It's not too late to recover your body first and then explore the formation." He made a rough estimate that the level of aura here should be almost restored in less than two hours.
"I've been waiting for a long time, and I don't care about an extra hour or two." After thinking about it, he found a place, and his whole body blurred into the surrounding spiritual mist.
. . .
Room 8.
The Barbarian Bull King smiled and walked forward, and suddenly found a white-haired man lying in front of the stone gate. His expression changed slightly!
This person was motionless, and his body was a little strange. In addition to his white hair shawl, his body and legs were also covered in white hair.
"How could anyone break into this place?"
He sensed it briefly, but couldn't find any breath.
"Except for the old man and the woman, there was no one else who entered the ninth hall before me. Could it be that this person entered this formation a thousand years ago?"
He thought to himself, a little confused.
When I got closer, I took a closer look and saw that it was a strange monster that was half human and half monkey!
"This..." The Barbarian Bull King rolled his eyes, and a green light shot out from the silver horn on his head and hit the monster on the ground.
With a "pop" sound, as if defeated, the monster rolled several times and fell against the door.
"Sure enough, it's a dead thing!" Seeing this scene, the Barbarian Bull King breathed a sigh of relief, put Concubine Charming down on his shoulders, and ordered: "This is the last round, thank you for your love, Concubine!"
Concubine Mei looked at the nine stone gates in front of her and bit her silver teeth, her face turning blue and white.
Along the way, she was also thinking about whether there were other ways to escape the disaster, but firstly, thousands of lives of the Qinghu clan were under the protection of the king, and secondly, she had no ability to resist!
"Alas~" After thinking about it, she could only accept her fate like her sister, and she sighed.
A burst of blue light flashed, revealing eight green tails floating behind his back.
A breeze blew by, and eight soft and charming faces appeared on the eight green tails.
With one leap, eight charming beauties stood in front of the charming concubine.
The eight people have enchanting postures, walking like willows blowing in the spring breeze, and they are graceful and graceful as they walk towards the eight stone doors.
The charming concubine stared at the eight incarnations, her beautiful eyes filled with her own destiny of hundreds of years of suffering, and she unconsciously covered her mouth and sobbed.
"Why are you crying? As long as you can help me break this formation, I will definitely help you with all my strength when I go back. Although you may not be able to return to your current state, it will not be difficult to cultivate a few more tails!"
"Charming Concubine, you are understanding and lovable. You are not like that white fox who has a cold face all day long like a lump of ice."
"Of course the Fire Immortal Palace is still yours!" The Manniu King saw her crying like pear blossoms, and although he was anxious, he stepped forward and patted her shoulder to comfort her.
"Thank you, Your Majesty! I'm a bit childish." Concubine Mei wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, pinched the spell with her hands and closed her eyes.
Eight figures filed in.
After a few breaths, Mei Fei suddenly opened her eyes and looked at one of the stone doors.
"Your Majesty, this door is a way out."
"Haha! Thank you for your help, my dear concubine!" The Manniu King smiled and stretched out his hand to hold the charming concubine in his arms and walked towards the stone door. I want to talk about "Jumen Scroll" with more like-minded people," and talk about favorite books with more book friends
