In an abyss that was inaccessible and obscured by towering trees, a dark figure lay in a puddle, breathless and motionless, like a corpse.
I don't know how long it took.
It began to rain gradually in the sky, and the rain became heavier and heavier. Water splashed up, stirring up dense mist, which made the already dark abyss look even more eerie and terrifying.
In the pouring rain, Wang Tiezhu woke up quietly, licked the rainwater around his mouth, and squinted at the gray world.
"I...am not dead..."
He struggled to get up, but the excruciating pain radiating from all parts of his body made him give up the idea and could only continue to lie in the mud.
He closed his eyes and checked his physical condition, but the result was worse than he imagined.
Under the attack of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, the golden bamboo boat and golden light shield were shattered one after another.
If Liuxia Yanyun hadn't bought him some time, allowed him to take out the hair that Elder Guo gave him, and saved his life at the critical moment, he would have been a charred, cold corpse by now.
The clouds and clouds that were originally attached to the surface of his clothes changed back to their original form, lost all their spirituality, and were taken back into the Qiankun Bag by him.
Although he escaped, his body was severely damaged, and his spiritual veins were filled with flashing lightning.
It was okay if he didn't use his spiritual power. Once he used his spiritual power a little, the calm spiritual light surged crazily as if it was stimulated, allowing him to once again experience the feeling of life and death.
In addition, the bones in the body were broken in many places, and there were countless bruises and scratches on the surface of the body.
After lying in the heavy rain for a while and getting used to the pain all over his body, Wang Tiezhu climbed up with difficulty, took out an elixir and stuffed it into his mouth, enduring the pain of lightning striking his spiritual veins and adjusting his breathing.
Although I don’t know where this place is, I am definitely still in the Falling Dragon Valley. Since I am still in the valley, I must restore my spiritual power as soon as possible to prevent danger that may come at any time.
After a while, he felt that his spiritual power had recovered slightly, and he took out the Green Dragon Spirit-Eating Sword as a crutch, gritted his teeth, stood up, and looked at the surrounding environment.
After some observation, he looked bitter.
It was dark here, with cliffs on both sides, and the exit was at least several hundred feet high from the bottom of the abyss. It was impossible for him to get out now.
And even if he repairs his injuries and recovers his spiritual power, it will still be very difficult to leave directly from the exit in the sky. His only spiritual weapon to control the air, the Golden Bamboo Boat, has been broken into pieces, and it is even more impossible for him in the Xuanzhen realm.
Flying in the air.
With a faint sigh, Wang Tiezhu held his spiritual sword and walked towards a cave not far away.
Sitting down at the entrance of the cave, he looked at the raging rain outside and thought about his next plan.
Although the spiritual power in the body is now exhausted, and the abyss is full of spiritual energy with a violent aura, fortunately, Nie Ke'er and the other two gave themselves all the elixirs on their bodies when they left, and they could barely sustain themselves for a while with these elixirs.
He just has to endure the pain of lightning striking his spiritual veins.
Only after your cultivation is restored can you think of ways to escape from this place.
After throwing a few Qi and Blood Pills into his mouth to heal the physical injuries and fractures, he swallowed a few Qingling Pills and began to restore his spiritual power.
But a moment later, he fell to the ground in pain. He didn't expect that the intensity of the spiritual light in his spiritual veins would change with the concentration of spiritual power. He could still endure the level of just one pill.
Now there are only three pills, but the pain caused is dozens or hundreds of times greater than before!
Lying helplessly on the ground, letting the spiritual energy of the elixir dissipate, Wang Tiezhu stared at the rock wall above with dull eyes.
The rain outside continued for a long time. After a while, the accumulated rainwater exceeded the height of the cave entrance and flowed into the cave like a stream.
"Even Yu wants to bully me..."
Smiling to himself, he had no choice but to crawl deeper into the cave.
Holding back the sting of his spiritual veins, he used his spiritual power to light a wooden stick, found a dry place deep inside the cave entrance and sat down. Looking at the cave that was covered with vines on all sides, Wang Tiezhu couldn't help but have this thought.
idea.
"Could this be my final destination..."
Shaking his head, Wang Tiezhu struggled to his feet, drew out his spiritual sword, and walked towards the nearest rock wall.
"At least, leave something behind."
He swung his sword to cut off the vines, and was about to leave his last words when he was stunned.
Behind the lush vines, there was a white skeleton dressed in linen and as golden as jade!
"This is……"
Wang Tiezhu's eyes flickered and he looked at Bai Gu's hand. There was a letter there.
Picked up the letter and pulled out the letter paper.
"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, to think that a great genius like me would fall here!"
"My name is Hongba. I am a strong man in the extreme wilderness. I have no wife and no children. I have traveled across the five states with a sword. Although I was born with poisonous veins, I practiced swordsmanship at the age of ten, became a master at the age of thirteen, and began to challenge Zhongzhou at the age of fifteen.
All the major sects swept through Zhongzhou without any rivals.
But at the age of twenty-two, I was defeated by Zhao Tianyuan of Xuandao Palace. Ten years later, I fought again, lost, and another ten years, and finally won. After that, I chose to leave Zhongzhou and go to the other four states to sharpen myself..."
"...I have met the fairies from Tianjing Liuli Palace, the great wizards from Lingwu Valley, and the monks from Daqianbao Temple. When I traveled to Dongzhou, I originally wanted to focus on the Litian Sword Sect as the focus of this experience, but I didn't expect that in the Falling Dragon Valley
Encountering an old enemy and coincidentally with the outbreak of poisonous veins, I was forced to fall into this abyss..."
"...Although I have been cultivating here for several years, the spiritual energy here is impure and cannot be used. In addition, the elixir is exhausted and I can no longer suppress the poisonous veins in my body. I know that I will be buried here, so I can only leave this letter.
I have informed future generations..."
"...I have carved what I have learned throughout my life into jade slips. Among them are my experience in practicing swordsmanship, and some of my insights into elixirs. I hope that those who see this letter will not bury them, nor will they be disrespectful to me.
The name of Hongba.
If you can, please use my sword and sword skills to join the Litian Sword Sect, which can be regarded as fulfilling one of my wishes."
"P.S. When I was dying, I actually figured out how to absorb the spiritual energy here for my own use, but the poisonous veins in my body are hopeless. Ridiculous, ridiculous!"
After reading the entire letter, Wang Tiezhu was filled with emotion as he looked at the white bones in linen clothes in front of him.
Although this person suffered from poisonous veins, he did not give up on himself, but chose to go against the current.
Even after being defeated by Zhao Tianyuan several times, he was not discouraged, devoted himself to training, and actually defeated the now invincible Yuan Tianshen, Zhao Tianyuan!
He really lives up to his reputation as a "tyrant"!
It's a pity that he, who was jealous of his talent and a powerful man, still fell here, turned into bones, and was finally met by himself.
Seeing the Qiankun bag hanging on his waist, Wang Tiezhu bowed to it respectfully and then took it off.
