Mo Heng stared intently at the extremely sacred crystal fingerbone in his hand that exuded a crystal white light. Then he said to the black void in front of him, "This thing is a token given by this junior."
"Token? You, a weak warrior who has practiced Taoism for less than a hundred years, do you deserve that guy to give you this thing?" A hoarse voice sounded coldly, but after a moment, he continued: "Where is he?"
It seems that in this short silence.
The creature behind the hoarse voice also felt that what Mo Heng said should be true. If it hadn't been given by such a majestic being, how could such a precious finger bone appear in the hands of a warrior in the spirit transformation realm?
And somehow...
The creature behind the hoarse voice could also feel a majestic aura from Mo Heng. Although the aura was weak and ethereal, but come to think of it...that majestic creature had indeed stayed by Mo Heng's side.
"Senior went to Waihai and said that he would let me go to Waihai to meet him in the future."
Mo Heng said truthfully. Now, he no longer had the same fear in his heart as before. Fear is useless. Even the powerful can't compete with such an existence. If you want to kill him, it's too easy. It's the same as eating and drinking.
Easy. The only thing he can do now is to pray, praying that the other party is afraid of Senior Chi and can let him go.
"Going to the open sea?"
The creature behind the hoarse voice obviously did not hear the implication of Mo Heng's words, and instead murmured, "Is there something in that place on the outer sea that is worth going to after he wakes up? Could it be something left over from the First World War?"
still…
"After thinking hard for a long time, the creature behind the hoarse voice couldn't think of a reason. He could only say helplessly: "The sea is vast, and it is far from being as simple as it seems. That's all. I'll ask him about these things after I wake up.
Understand it."
Said.
The creature behind the hoarse voice no longer made any sound. The darkness around Mo Heng was once again annihilated by eternal silence, and there was no longer any sound.
"Senior?" After a moment, Mo Heng used the phalanges in his hand as a lighting object, placed it on his palm, swung it back and forth, then looked around and said weakly.
But no one answered for a long time...
It was as if the hoarse voice had never appeared before.
"Have you really left? Just left like this?" Mo Heng was puzzled. He even thought that the other party was going to kill someone and take his phalanges. Why did he leave without saying a word?
"It's good to leave. At least I don't have to worry about my safety." Taking a deep breath, Mo Heng turned around, looked at the darkness behind him, and then flew away without hesitation.
I don’t know where Huo Ming went at this moment...
No matter what, he had to find the other person first. After these years of companionship, deep down in his heart, Mo Heng had already regarded Huo Ming as a family member. Whether it was Huo Ming who had experienced the psychedelic oasis before the years turned back;
After the passage of time, Huo Ming's memory was confused. As long as the other party still missed him, he had no reason to ignore the other party's safety.
Wow——
The body moves forward slowly.
In the darkness, even though Mo Heng had the bright white light emitted by the finger bones in his hand, this light was still too small and too weak. Facing the vast and endless darkness, the white glow, let alone illuminating one area, was Mo Heng's.
Even the palm of my hand cannot be fully illuminated.
But it's enough.
Being able to have light in this endless darkness is an extremely happy thing. Moreover, the only dangerous creature here seems to have no interest in him, which makes Mo Heng feel even more relaxed on the way forward.
A full half hour passed.
When Mo Hengdu arrived in a valley, his face could not help but darken. During this period of the journey, he did not find Huo Ming. Let alone Huo Ming, during the flight, there was even a figure of a warrior.
None of them saw it. The seemingly endless darkness could not help but swallow up the sound, and even the figure of the warrior was completely swallowed up!
"How could this happen...where is this darkness?"
Mo Heng was also anxious.
Is he going to be trapped here forever?
This is simply worse than life. After all, even if he dies, it is still possible to stand up in the wilderness again, but being trapped here? Then he can only live in darkness forever, gradually losing himself!
After staying in the valley for a long time for a cup of tea.
Mo Heng didn't care anymore and simply shouted into the endless darkness, "Huo Ming! Huo Ming! Where are you?" He didn't care whether the sound could be transmitted, let alone... Huo Ming in the darkness.
Can you hear me? He kept shouting like this. When he got tired of shouting, he sat down to rest for a while, then he took out a tender and juicy spiritual fruit from the storage stone and swallowed it, and then continued to shout.
"Huo Ming! Where are you!"
"Huo Ming! Did you hear that? I am Mo Heng! Mo Heng!"
"Huo Ming! Huo Ming!"
“…”
"Ming'er, it's all my fault. I should have kept an eye on you. If it weren't for me, you definitely wouldn't have gotten lost. You must be scared now, right? In this endless darkness, you are alone again, right?
Are you looking for me too?"
At the end of the shout, Mo Heng's voice gradually became hoarse, but he still roared with all his strength, letting his voice spread in the endless darkness!
"Huo Ming! Huo Ming!"
Mo Heng once again complained that he was tired. He sat down on the valley, took out the spiritual fruit, and prepared to rest.
In vain…
An ancient and vicissitudes of voice suddenly rippled out from the darkness of eternal silence.
This voice was different from the hoarse voice that sounded before. It was full of shock and coercion. Just hearing it in Mo Heng's ears made him want to worship!
"Boy, stop shouting! My old heart will be disturbed by your shouting!"
"kindness?"
Mo Heng, who was sitting in the valley, heard the sound rippling out of the darkness. He was suddenly startled and looked into the distance in disbelief. Then he put the finger bones in his hand in front of his eyes to see if anyone was coming.
. But when he finished all this, he still found that there was no one in front of him. Moreover, the coercive voice seemed to have fallen silent and was scattered in the darkness.
"Is it an illusion?"
Mo Heng murmured, but quickly shook his head. He remembered correctly, the moment the voice sounded just now, the soul in his mind did feel a shock.
"It's strange. How come the voice just now sounds different from that hoarse voice?" As he said that, Mo Heng felt a chill in his heart again. Could it be that there is more than one terrifying creature in this dark place? But how is this possible?
, the existence of the Holy Realm, Mo Heng had never even heard of it in the ancient books of the Daoling Dynasty. How could it happen that they all appeared in this darkness by coincidence? And what's so good about this terrible place? Those terrifying existences,
Why do you have to stay here?
Think for a long time.
Mo Heng didn't expect the answer, but he saw the hope of leaving this place, so he had to muster up the courage and shouted into the darkness in the distance again: "Senior? Senior, are you there?"
"The junior was accidentally trapped here. I had no intention of disturbing the senior, but I didn't know how to leave this dark place. I asked the senior to give me some advice."
"senior?"
Mo Heng looked at the darkness, and his heart was full of expectations. In his opinion, if the other party really stepped into the holy realm, he must know how to leave this place. Maybe he would be lucky enough to annoy the other party and be forcibly sent away.
Here, it is not impossible.
It may also be obliterated by the other party.
But in Mo Heng's opinion, if he is really trapped in this dark place, it is better to be wiped out. In this ancient and mysterious place... He once tried to use the messenger object to send a message to Huo Ming, but found that the messenger object was always there.
It's dim and the message can't be conveyed at all.
Of course.
There is no way to survive in the darkness.
For example, you can practice here. Mo Heng can practice quietly in this valley. The stones and fruits in the valley are enough for him to practice for a long time. And even if there are no fruits in this mountain, he can also go to other places.
Shanling, it is completely possible to cultivate to the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and then realize the power of heaven and earth. Maybe with good luck, you can use the inheritance left by the Holy Lord to understand the secrets of Taoism between heaven and earth, and become a warrior in the Tao Enlightenment Realm.
You can leave after that.
If you can't leave even after reaching the state of enlightenment, then continue to practice quietly with peace of mind. Anyway, with the inheritance and guidance of the Holy Lord, the road ahead is very clear. You can slowly wear it out, practice to a higher level, and eventually leave one day.
This is a very correct approach.
However, in Mo Heng's heart, he has blind trust in 'resurrection from death'. He believes that even if he dies, he can stand up again from the wilderness, so he is not afraid. Of course, this is not his fault, after all, in Daoling
In the territory of the dynasty, Mo Heng has escaped from death several times.
Bing stood up again. And the last time, it was because of Huo Ming's prayer that he reversed the years and returned to a completely different past. Even in Mo Heng's subconscious, he thought that maybe he could die again.
Back to where we were before the years were reversed.
pity…
Many conjectures, sometimes, cannot be easily realized. The majestic voice in the darkness has not been heard since it sounded once before. It seems to have disappeared. The darkness is still the original darkness, full of silence and ancient sounds.
breath.
"senior?"
In the darkness, Mo Heng obviously did not expect that the majestic voice never sounded again. Not only did it not send him away, nor did he kill him, but he simply disappeared.
See the situation.
He could only shake his head with a wry smile, guessing that the existence behind that majestic voice should have isolated his voice. After all, the entire dark place is so silent, there must be someone with great supernatural powers who is proficient in such methods, and can
Isolate the sound. The existence behind the majestic voice that sounded earlier must also be a creature with great supernatural powers. It should not be difficult to isolate the sound.