Yu Xiuguang, Zhan Yan, and Gu Siyan were collectively known as the Three Heroes of Guizheng at that time. They also experienced the bloody battle in the capital city side by side. It is conceivable that after so many years, their friendship has become like life and death brothers.
At this time, even Yu Xiuguang, who was so calm and calm, was already in a state of confusion.
He paced back and forth in the stone room, unable to think of any good solution for a while.
Until the corner of his eye glanced at the jade mirror, Yu Xiuguang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly rushed to the jade mirror and tapped it with his fingers.
The mirror surface dimly changed, revealing a simple stone chamber. But when I tried to reveal the scene in the stone chamber, the mirror surface suddenly rippled like calm water.
Yu Xiuguang secretly screamed in his heart, and Xiunei's spiritual energy quickly poured into the jade mirror, thus keeping the jade mirror from collapsing.
He wiped away the cold sweat and muttered subconsciously.
"How afraid of death is this kid that he even takes such strict precautions in seclusion?"
Yu Xiuguang walked around the stone chamber a few more times, then stamped his feet hard and jumped straight towards the jade mirror.
The light and shadow in the underground cave of the Heritage Building flickered, and a tall figure of Xiuguang appeared.
He followed the Qi sensor and searched several times before he found the stone room where Xu Luo retreated.
Looking at the dead silence in the stone room, it was obvious that Xu Luo was still in deep retreat. Yu Xiuguang hesitated but did not dare to disturb him.
At this moment he finally regained some sense.
As a practitioner, I naturally know how much hatred it is to disturb other people's retreat and enlightenment. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is hatred that blocks the way.
He walked back and forth around the stone room like an ant on a hot pot, raising his eyes to the stone room from time to time, hoping to see the handsome face that he was so unhappy with in the past.
Perhaps sensing his thoughts, three days later there was finally movement in the dead stone chamber, and the spiritual energy overflowing from above was gradually pouring crazily downwards.
Yu Xiuguang's face lit up, this was obviously a phenomenon that would only be discovered during the completion stage.
But this vision lasted for nearly two days. Yu Xiuguang's face twitched when he saw it, and the terrifying cultivation level of Xu Luo, a bastard, had once again risen several notches.
When the energy above him completely stopped, Yu Xiuguang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted loudly as the energy surged into his throat.
"Xu Luo, Xu Luo, you brat, wake up quickly..."
This is a space filled with gray mist, boundless, with neither the sky nor the earth, no sun, moon, stars, no mountains, rivers...
As far as the eye can see, there is only gray fog and nothing else.
A pitch-black mist keeps floating and rolling in the gray mist. Every time it rolls, a little of the fog around it disappears out of thin air, and then the gray mist from further away continues to fill in.
There seemed to be no concept of time in the gray fog, except that the fog was rapidly expanding day by day.
I don't know how much time passed, but a hazy consciousness suddenly emerged in the fog.
As soon as this consciousness fell, the surrounding gray fog seemed to have noticed something, and they all let out violent roars like the earth was shattering, and then they took the initiative to pour into the turbulent fog without even using the fog.
But the amount of gray mist that spreads throughout the space is really too much. No matter how much the fog is swallowed and absorbed, the gray mist is not even thinner at all.
The hazy consciousness seemed to start to have a hint of impatience, and the fog trembled throughout the gray mist.
A ripple spread all over the place, sweeping across all directions in an instant.
All the gray fog within the scope of the ripples disappeared instantly, and the shape of the fog group expanded violently several times.
Boom, another ripple came out, and the gray mist in a farther range was swept across again...
As time goes by, the trembling frequency of the fog cluster becomes larger and more frequent, and the scope of the ripples also expands rapidly, one mile, ten miles, a hundred miles...
The hazy spiritual consciousness in the fog became more and more powerful.
It seems to be extremely dissatisfied with the appearance of the current fog, and there seems to be a voice telling it in the dark what it should look like.
As more and more gray fog is absorbed, the spiritual consciousness curls up into a ball like an embryo.
First the head, the torso, the limbs, and finally a looming humanoid figure appeared in the center of the fog.
I don't know how much time has passed, the limbs have grown sharp claws, the torso has become knotted with flesh, and finally the head has faintly revealed the outline of its facial features.
Pointed mouth and fangs, scarlet pupils, upturned nose, flat ears...
Numerous acupoints sprouted fine black vellus hairs, and it slowly began to have the consciousness of breathing in and out.
In an instant, this vast and boundless space felt like a huge wind blowing, and ripples swept everything along with the strong wind.
The ocean of gray mist began to swell, slowly surging into layers of waves, then getting faster and faster, and finally spread to almost the entire space.
Where the fog was, it condensed into a huge vortex with no end or end visible.
The gray fog crazily poured into the vortex like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, and the human figures in the fog became increasingly clear.
The facial features began to become distinct, the sharp claws began to glow with a cold light, and the hairs on the acupoints all over the body seemed to move automatically without wind.
With every breath that passed, the figure of the humanoid grew, until it almost burst through the huge vortex.
But even so, its pair of scarlet pupils still didn't open.
As the ripples rapidly extended into the distance, the humanoid seemed to notice something and began to stir.
If you raise your sight infinitely high, you will find that in the center of this gray fog space, there is a huge lotus growing from the sky to the earth.
Countless mist-like consciousnesses of various kinds are scattered in the infinite space around the giant lotus.
They are all trying their best to absorb the gray fog, and the gray fog that blocks them becomes thinner and thinner as time goes by.
The humanoid object was aware of all this, and its huge body began to tremble slightly, and then the trembling became more and more violent.
Until one day, just the spontaneous tremors of the physical body shook the space around him with terrifying black cracks.
The humanoid's eyelids finally trembled slightly, and it was about to open its pupils.
But at this moment, a slightly impatient old voice suddenly came to the ears of the humanoid.
"Xu Luo, Xu Luo, you brat, wake up quickly..."
This sound seemed far away, sometimes not at all, but it fell in the sea of human-shaped and physical consciousness at this time, but it was as deafening as a bell.
A series of spring thunder exploded above the sea of consciousness. The thunder destroyed all things, symbolizing destruction and destruction. There was no wind in the sea of consciousness, and the waves were as turbulent as the sky and the earth were breaking apart.
Xu Luo, who was sitting cross-legged in the stone chamber, only had time to groan, and blood burst out from the pores on his body, making him look like he had just been fished out of a pool of blood.
The slave who was looking towards him subconsciously screamed in sorrow.
With a loud bang, Xu Luo's whole body instantly exploded into a ball of blood mist. At this moment, thunder exploded in his sea of consciousness, and everything was destroyed.
But at this moment, a soft buzzing sounded.
The sound was a bit strange, like the first drop of spring rain falling on the soil, or like grass seeds bursting through the cracks.
It's like the warm breeze blowing in March, or like the first flower blooming its petals.
It sounded like it was echoing in the sea of humanoid consciousness in the fantasy world, and also like it was echoing in the blood mist exploded by Xu Luo.
In short, when everyone hears it, they will subconsciously think of the hope that spring will bloom, the glaciers will thaw, and the gentle breeze will bring about the emergence of all things.
As this soft cry sounded, the blood mist instantly gathered on the stone bed to form Xu Luo's thin figure.
At this moment, Ji Nu's mournful cry has not even completely dissipated.
She stared at this fantastic scene in stunned silence, almost unable to believe her eyes.
At this moment, Xu Luo's entire body was like a transparent crystal, with pieces of bone and flesh, tendons, and acupuncture points quickly outlined and formed on his body.
But when the veins swelled and were about to appear with scarlet blood, the humming sound came to an end at just the right moment.
Xu Luo's whole body seemed to completely turn into nothingness in an instant, and he disappeared from the world of Jueling Realm. At that moment, a round drop of blood with golden light suddenly appeared from his heart.
The golden light overflowed from the inside and outside, quickly spreading throughout his body like a plague, and vaguely carved countless small characters on his body, making his thin body look like a golden man.
Just a moment later, the golden light quickly disappeared, revealing Xu Luo's delicate face, as if the scene just now was all an illusion.
Xu Luo, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, subconsciously shuddered and opened his eyes suddenly. His scarlet pupils seemed to be still immersed in the illusion just now, with a faint gray mist floating around.
When the approaching slave saw the gray mist, he subconsciously let out a sharp howl, and his graceful figure immediately transformed into a huge black lotus seed as if struck by lightning.
But it wasn't over yet, Xu Luo's red eyes glanced at the black lotus seeds.
Boom, the black lotus seed seemed to be hit by a meteor, and accompanied by the screams of the slaves, it instantly broke through the talisman formation, smashed into the stone chamber, and flew to nowhere.
Fortunately, Xu Luo finally woke up at this time.
The body of the useless bamboo shook slightly, and countless green whiskers sprouted from among the lightning flints, wrapping the black lotus seeds in it.
But even so, countless green beards were directly knocked into strands of green light under the huge force.
In the end, the only branch of the useless bamboo stretched out in an instant, entangled the black lotus seed and dragged it to him.
Xu Luo's face changed greatly, and he rushed over and hugged the black lotus seeds. Suddenly, Wushengzhu burst into green light, and countless green lights poured into the black lotus seeds.
As the light flickered, Jinu's figure appeared in Xu Luo's arms, but at this time, her protective lotus leaf armor had already become tattered, and her face still showed the horror of having just narrowly escaped death.
"Xu Luo, Xu Luo..."
Although something would happen later in the gray mist, Xu Luo intuitively felt that it was definitely a great opportunity. Hearing this desperate cry again, Xu Luo just wanted to vomit blood.
His mind was still lingering in the shocking gray fog illusion just now, and his blood-red pupils looked out with indifference.
At this moment, Yu Xiuguang was like an ant on a hot pot, circling back and forth outside the stone room. He knew at a glance that something was urgent.
But, it’s none of his business!
Xu Luo didn't even bother to reply. He looked up to the sky and roared angrily, and the true meaning of the demon ape that had not dissipated in his mind surged out.
Countless spiritual energy above them gathered together as if they had heard a command, and formed a huge illusion of a demonic ape above the stone chamber, roaring towards Yu Xiuguang.