Feng Ziqing slowly opened her eyes. Although the pain was still there, the fatigue in her heart was reduced a lot.
He stood up slowly and carefully sensed his surroundings.
This should be an underground space. The space is not big, with a radius of only a hundred feet. At this time, it is still filled with heavy fog. My vision is blocked. Thinking of the experience in the water, there should be a small lake in front of me. But for some reason, I feel that there are many vegetation around the water surface, but I am swimming.
When I was there, I didn't touch it at all.
He turned around and saw that the light was still there, so he decided to go and find out.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly stumbled under his feet. He knelt down and saw that it was a tree root, a very thick ordinary tree root.
He shook his head, didn't take it to heart, and continued to move forward.
After walking for a while, the light was finally close to his eyes, but even so, he still couldn't see clearly what the light was.
Feng Ziqing stretched out his hand and gently touched the light.
In an instant, an extremely cool feeling surged from his fingers to his heart, and the fog in front of his eyes immediately dissipated, revealing his true and bright face.
It was a huge tree trunk, a semi-solid and semi-transparent trunk. In the transparent half of the trunk, there was a little man with a lotus on his head. The lotus man looked quietly at the people outside the trunk, his eyes full of curiosity.
There is a little lotus flower growing inside the tree!?
This. This is also possible...?
Feng Ziqing's eyes were full of shock and confusion, and he stared at the little lotus figure in the tree trunk.
for a long time.
A young and clear voice sounded, "Zu Lian"
Feng Ziqing was startled. He can still talk!? Good guy, he must have become a spirit! It’s just that the accent is a bit off. He coughed lightly and said in a low voice: "I can’t hear clearly what you said."
The little lotus man stared at him for a moment and said childishly: "Ancestral Lotus"
Feng Ziqing raised his eyebrows, "What? Zulian? Zulian? Zulian? It's all the same, I don't understand."
He rubbed his hands and said softly: "Can you say a few more words? What is your name and why are you staying in the tree?"
The lotus villain stared at it for a while, and then slowly said, "Zu Lian... I don't know the name..."
Feng Ziqing covered his face. This was an answer, but what was the difference between the last time he was speechless and the last time?
He shook his head, went straight to the topic, and said with a smile: "Do you know where the exit is?"
As if sensing Feng Ziqing's complaints, the little lotus man did not speak and shook his head.
Feng Ziqing sighed, that's fine, let's heal his wounds first.
He was about to meditate on the spot to heal his injuries, but when he turned around, he was extremely shocked by the sight in front of him.
The heavy fog has long since dissipated.
Ahead, there is a small lake. The lake is covered with lotus flowers. The flowers are of different colors, both in bud and in bloom. They are red, ice blue, orange gold, snow white, and dark black, one by one, one by one, with different heights.
, standing in the sky and floating on the water. It is a unique painting naturally formed, the Ten Thousand Lotus Picture.
And this, perhaps called the Ten Thousand Lotus Pond, is more accurate.
Is this the place that has been pulling him in since he entered Jingyuan Island? Feng Ziqing looked at the Wanlian Pond in disbelief. How could such a beautiful place compare to the Qilian Lake of the Yuntian Sect?
Behind him, the childish voice of the lotus villain sounded again, "Zu Lian, come in."
Only then did Feng Ziqing come to his senses. It turned out that when the little guy said "ancestral lotus", he was referring to the Ten Thousand Lotus Ponds! The varieties of lotus flowers here looked extremely rare. They could indeed be the ancestors of lotus flowers. It was hard to tell.
, this little guy knows how to pick a name, hahaha...
Did it let me in? Hmm. It should be no problem. I was in the water before, so it was fine. I happened to be close to the lotus on my own path, and I might be able to break through the realm by borrowing this Ten Thousand Lotus Pond!
Just do it. It has to be said that the intensity of Yuan Power in this underground space is only slightly worse than that of the Golden Hunyuan Tower.
Feng Ziqing only meditated for a moment to heal his injuries, and then recovered three-thirds of his energy. Then he took his sword to the sky above Wanlian Pond and began to practice seriously. The surrounding energy continuously poured into Feng Ziqing's body, repairing the damage in his body.
The broken bones in his back that were hit earlier are gradually healing.
I don't know how long it took, but he let out a long breath. At this time, the wounds in his body were almost healed, and the next step was to warm up and repair the strange head.
Looking inside himself, after careful inspection, there are still a few minor scars on the surface of Yishou. This is the first time that Yishou himself has been injured. Although it is not big, it also caused Feng Ziqing to vomit a few mouthfuls of blood, and even more after that.
The bleeding didn't stop, and even the skin was bleeding, which was obvious.
Yishou is different from Fuwei in that it is conceived from the essence and blood of its own life, so it is more closely related to Feng Ziqing. Once excessive damage occurs, it is very likely to fall into trouble or even be fatal.
With this incident, Feng Ziqing will have to be more careful when controlling Yishou from now on.
He shook his head. He had lost so much blood before and his face was still pale. It was really not a good time to warm and repair the alien head now.
At this time, he didn't know what was going on outside. No matter which tree or one person was alive or dead, they all posed a serious threat to him. Therefore, repairing the alien head and restoring combat power as soon as possible was a top priority. It was difficult, but it had to be done.
Force out a drop of natal essence and blood from the heart, slowly guide them to merge into the natal Qi Palace, and then merge into the body of the Yishou Sword to activate the original energy and slowly warm it up.
I thought it would be a time-consuming and labor-intensive matter at most, and there should be no problems, but I never thought that not long after it had been warmed up, Feng Ziqing felt that the air around him suddenly became hot.
At first he didn't pay much attention to it, maybe it was the temperature effect naturally caused by the difference in space, but it wasn't until sweat continued to form on his forehead that he felt something was wrong.
Since Wen Yangyi first devoted himself wholeheartedly, he didn't pay too much attention to his surroundings after the warm treatment started. It was only then that he noticed something was wrong. When he opened his eyes, he found that the water in the Wanlian Pond was rolling and rolling as if it was being boiled.
, the heat is also rising, as if you are in a scalding hot spring.
As for the lotus flowers in the Lotus Pond, they don't seem to have anything out of the ordinary on the surface, but it seems that there are a few more flowers blooming.
Weird! What on earth happened?
Feng Ziqing had no clue for a while, and the situation seemed to be a little bad, so he decisively gave up on raising Yishou, but found that the situation seemed to be out of his control.
He wanted to stop the activation of his Yuan Power, but found that his own Yuan Power was flowing into the natal Qi Mansion where Yishou was, as if he were conscious. The small green sword in the Yuan Dan began to move arbitrarily, as if asking questions.
, what happened.
After a while, the gleaming light of the Yuan Dan began to fade, and Feng Ziqing suddenly felt something bad. If this continues, the energy in the Yuan Dan will be sucked clean by Yishou!
So he quickly started to use his skills to continue absorbing the refined Yuan Power, hoping that the Yishou would swallow it in a moderate manner, but he did not want to underestimate the Yishou. It was like a bottomless pit, absorbing all the refined Yuan Power.
Feng Ziqing was a little frightened for a moment. What is happening? This has never happened before? Could it be related to the Ten Thousand Lotus Ponds!?