A few days passed in the blink of an eye, in Ji Liao's cave.
But he saw Ji Liao sitting cross-legged on the futon, his eyes were empty, and his fingers were unconsciously rubbing the storage ring between his fingers.
After a while, Ji Liao took a long breath and said softly, "It seems that everything is tied to Hongmeng Ziqi."
Ji Liao had just broken through Xiantian. Although Lord Zhuzhong had laid a solid foundation for him, it was still extremely slim for him to break through Hunyuan on his own, especially in this short period of one year.
It was fine that Ji Liao didn't know about the Fruit of Reincarnation before, but after knowing about the Fruit of Reincarnation, he was bound to get this Hongmeng Purple Qi. The Fruit of Reincarnation was really too important to him, and being able to do so in the Ten Thousand Immortals Association In order to obtain the Fruit of Reincarnation, only he can hope to advance to the Hunyuan realm, so Ji Liao must find this Hongmeng Purple Qi no matter what, and take this opportunity to break through the Hunyuan realm in one fell swoop.
It's just that the Hongmeng Purple Qi was accidentally discovered in the memory of Dzi Pearl. After endless years, no one knows whether the Hongmeng Purple Qi is still there. In the final analysis, it is just his wishful thinking.
After a while, Ji Liao breathed out again, with a smile on his lips.
"It depends on people."
After saying that, Ji Liao stood up slowly, but as soon as he stood up, he noticed that something was missing. He looked to one side unconsciously, and saw that a futon not far from him was empty. Only then did he realize that it was Xuan Tian is missing.
During the tens of thousands of years when the Ji family was extinct, Xuan Tian had been inseparable from him. Suddenly, Xuan Tian was no longer around, and Ji Liao was not used to it.
He smiled bitterly, shook his head, then gathered his thoughts and waved his hand to open the door of the cave.
As soon as he stepped out of the cave, his steps suddenly stagnated. He saw two figures walking towards him at the end of the corridor, but they were the old demon of blood sacrifice and the Taoist holding the lamp.
"Boy, are you in such a hurry?" The old demon of blood sacrifice came closer and said with a smile.
"Senior was joking, but I just couldn't get into meditation and wanted to talk to senior." Ji Liao cupped his hands and replied.
"Eh? Where is that girl who has been following you?" asked the lantern-carrying Taoist.
"She should be by Senior Xianle's side now."
Taoist Lantern nodded slightly, "That's good. With the guidance of Senior Xianle, the cultivation of that demon boy and that girl will definitely improve by leaps and bounds."
"Seniors, what are you...?" Ji Liao looked at the two old demons of Blood Sacrifice and asked.
"Hey, you asked knowingly!" The old demon of blood sacrifice raised his hand and patted Ji Liao's shoulder, "Didn't you talk to me about the soul lamp a few days ago? No! As soon as the lantern holder came out of seclusion, I took it with me He's coming to find you."
Ji Liao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he looked at the lantern Taoist, "Senior! Has the soul lantern been refined?"
The lantern-carrying Taoist smiled and nodded.
"Quick! Please come inside!" Ji Liao said.
The three of them entered Ji Liao's cave, and then the door of the cave closed with a rumble.
As soon as the three of them sat down, the Taoist holding the lantern raised his hand a little in front of him.
A stream of light flew out from his fingertips, flipped and landed in front of Ji Liao. The light faded, and a delicate lamp appeared in front of Ji Liao.
I saw that the whole body of the lamp was made of bronze, and the lampstand was in the shape of a lotus. On it was inserted a yellow candle that was about the thickness of an arm and about the length of a ruler. A crystal silk thread was tied to each lotus leaf of the lampstand, and the ends were It is tied to a bronze handle.
Ji Liao looked at the lamp, and then scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, and found that there was no trace of spiritual power fluctuations, and it was actually somewhat similar to the knife given to him by the old demon of blood sacrifice.
"This..." Ji Liao hesitated, and then said, "I'm sorry for my poor eyesight."
"This is a magic weapon that can escape the restrictions of the Tianmeng. You can find out all the magical effects by lighting the yellow candle." said the Taoist Holder of the Lamp.
Ji Liao did not hesitate when he heard the words, his cheeks quivered slightly, and a touch of pure spiritual power spurted out from his mouth, winding down and landing on the yellow candle in the center of the lampstand.
A strange scene appeared. As soon as Ji Liao's spiritual power fell on the wick, a faint black flame began to burn on the yellow candle. At the same time, black air currents were burning in the flames like idle ghosts. It flew out and flew around Ji Liao, forming a circular protective cover to wrap Ji Liao inside.
The air plummeted, and Ji Liao's cave suddenly dropped to freezing point like the cold winter weather in the twelfth lunar month. There seemed to be thousands of ghosts laughing in the darkness, and the scene looked eerie and strange.
When Ji Liao was in it, he only felt an extremely powerful barrier isolating him from the outside world. It felt as if he and the outside world were not in the same time and space at this time.
Ji Liao tapped his finger lightly on the wick, and a black flame dyed his fingertips and burned at his fingertips.
Ji Liao brought it to his eyes, spread out his consciousness and scanned it carefully. His eyes flashed slightly, and then he opened his mouth slightly and blew out the flame at his fingertips and the lamp.
As soon as the lamp was extinguished, the strange phenomena in the cave immediately disappeared, the temperature returned to its original state, and the ghostly laughter disappeared.
"What do you see?" the lantern-carrying Taoist asked with a smile.
"I just feel the mixed atmosphere in the flames. As for the more mysterious things, I can't see it for a while."
"I said before that I specially collected the souls of tens of thousands of monks in the world of frost and snow. This yellow candle was made from their souls."
"I thought I, the old demon of blood sacrifice, had a bad reputation on the dust star for a long time, but I never thought that you, the Taoist priest holding the lamp, are the real evil cultivators."
"Hahaha." The lantern-carrying Taoist chuckled and ignored the old demon of blood sacrifice. He told Ji Liao again, "The restrictions imposed by the Tianmeng depend on the intruder's cultivation level, so I can't be sure that this lamp can hold up." How long, you can decide for yourself when you get to the Shard World."
Ji Liao put away the lamp in front of him with his backhand, then stood up and bowed to the old blood sacrifice demon and the lantern-carrying Taoist, "Junior, thank you two seniors."
The old demon of blood sacrifice waved his hand cheerfully, "These are all small things, but it's you. Once you get the opportunity to advance to Hunyuan, Lantern and I will have to call you senior."
"Senior, what are you talking about? No matter when, the two seniors will always be Ji's seniors." Ji Liao replied sincerely.
"Then why are you serious? Sit down and talk about your trip to the Shard World."
"Yeah!" Ji Liao responded and sat down again.
Several hours passed in a flash, and with a rumbling sound, the old demon of blood sacrifice and the lantern-carrying Taoist left Ji Liao's cave.
Ji Liao returned to the futon, thought about it for a moment, and waved his hand slightly in front of him.
With a muffled bang, a crack opened in the void in front of Ji Liao, which was the entrance to the Cave of Two Worlds.
Ji Liao's figure flashed directly into the Cave of Two Worlds.
The sky is still bright, the earth is still green, and the gentle warm wind carries the fragrant fragrance around in the cave of two worlds.
Ji Liao appeared in the sky, and when he glanced around, everything came into view.
He searched everywhere, and after a while, he found his target in a remote place far away from the wooden building.
Ji Liao's figure flashed, and the next moment he landed on the ground.
He saw a woman in plain clothes standing in front of him with an exquisite figure. Although the woman's back was turned to her, it could be seen from her exquisite figure that this woman must be a man of great power. beauty.
There was a brand-new tomb in front of this woman. The soil in the tomb was very new. It was obviously just piled up not long ago. There was no monument in the tomb, but it was not difficult to guess who was buried in it.
When the woman felt Ji Liao's arrival, her delicate body was obviously shaken, but she did not turn around, she just faced Ji Liao with her back.
Siluke
The two were speechless for a moment, and the scene fell silent.
After a long time, the woman's voice sounded faintly, "I know he doesn't deserve to be buried in the soil, but as a mother, I really can't let his body be exposed in the wilderness and die in front of my eyes."
After speaking, the woman slowly turned around and faced Ji Liao.
When he saw the woman's appearance, Ji Liao's pupils suddenly shrank and his eyes widened suddenly.
"Long Ji! You..."
