Above the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Lu did not disturb Lingyun Sword Sect, but just let Zijiu out.

Calculating the time, with Zijiu's magical power, an hour has passed, and he should be back now.

I don't know where he went to play again.

Alas, his temper is still so wild.

Wang Lu was not worried about it, but repeatedly reminded it not to kill.

This guy seemed to be pent up, and disappeared as soon as he was released, so fast that even he didn't react.

As his own natal spirit beast, he doted on it and had a soft heart.

Fortunately, as long as it does not exceed a certain distance, there will be a trace of induction.

Forget it, I still won't summon you, a playful thing, and I will indulge you once, play to your heart's content, as long as you don't cause trouble.

Holding the jade slip, silently reciting the formula, the magic power was light, and a colorless light circle wrapped him. Wang Lu only felt a flash in front of his eyes and came to an unknown underground space.

This is a rectangular building, bright and transparent, clean and tidy, with fresh air flowing, five meters long and three meters wide.

It is obvious that there is a formation here.

Wang Lu looked at the four corners, each with four extremely spiritual stones embedded in the ground.

"Spirit crystals!?"

Wang Lu exclaimed softly, with an unusually large hand.

No wonder this peculiar short-distance teleportation formation and the formation to defend the treasure pavilion have been able to operate stably for more than three thousand years.

You know, each small spiritual mine can only produce one spiritual crystal.

Moreover, these four spiritual crystals are very different from the crystal clear ones in the rumors. They emit a circle of sapphire-like halo, which is very magnificent and moving.

The secret room seems to have been dug out from the ground, and a row of three layers of green jade spiritual wood stands on the wall, but each layer is empty.

There are two pale yellow cushions on the left and right sides, which are filled with spiritual power for meditation and cultivation. I don’t know what spiritual materials they are woven with.

One of the cushions was slightly broken, while the other was intact.

Wang Lu stared at the intact cushion with surprising concentration. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he walked over and sat cross-legged on it, making the posture of practicing the "Six Talismans".

He was immersed in the practice with his eyes wide open and couldn't extricate himself.

It was extremely weird!

Unconsciously, he seemed to have traveled through time and space while practicing, and returned to this secret room many years ago.

An old man in gray with a white beard and a divine light in his eyes, whose specific cultivation level could not be seen, solemnly took out a three-layer green jade spirit wood frame from his storage bag and leaned against the wall. Then, he raised his hand, and four blue crystals broke into the four corners of the wall, and the whole secret room suddenly burst into spiritual energy.

The old man smiled comfortingly, shaking his hand, and kept muttering some inaudible whispers that Wang Lu could not hear clearly. Thirty-three various precious natural treasures were neatly placed on the wooden shelf.

Wang Lu listened attentively, but was still confused. The center of the third highest floor was the spiritual material that was neither gold nor jade in his storage bag and the bone of a monster that he still did not know what it was. It can be seen that the two were extraordinary.

The old man nodded with great satisfaction.

After a long time, thinking about something, he placed two light yellow cushions in the center of the left and right walls with great precision and care.

Not only the center of the wall, but also the center of the circular cushion.

After doing all this, his eyes moved slightly, and a jade slip floated in the air.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish..."

He used his fingers as a pen, and hundreds of subtle colorful lights intertwined in the air, forming a mysterious pattern.

"Go!"

He exhaled lightly, and the pattern flowed into the jade slip in an instant. "Boom", a white light exploded, and the jade slip returned to his storage bag.

Wang Lu stared at the pattern intently, as if he had thought of something, but couldn't catch it.

It made him feel like scratching his head.

Intuition told him that this pattern was very important and crucial, which might be related to his future path.

The old man frowned slightly, his eyes suddenly widened, and two flashes of lightning flashed: What's going on, it seems that someone is peeping.

He didn't miss any movement, and when he saw that there was no abnormality, his eyes returned to half-open and half-closed.

Strange, strange, what's going on.

"Huh?"

What puzzled him was that one of the cushions had a slight crack.

Wang Lu sat on the cushion, watching the old man's every move. He struggled violently and shouted wildly, but he couldn't move. He watched the old man slowly sit cross-legged on the cushion opposite him.

As the old man's body continued to press down, he felt as if a huge iron mountain as big as the sky was slowly pressing on him. His eyes were about to burst, and he felt like he was imprisoned in an extremely high-temperature furnace, his whole body was red and bloody and about to explode...

"Ah!"

A shocking scream exploded in the secret room!

Wang Lu suddenly woke up, his whole body soaked with cold sweat.

He couldn't help but stand up stupidly.

Thinking of the scene just now, it was so illusory but so real, so mysterious and weird but so terrifying.

It was like being there, too real.

Could it be that he really traveled through time?

Wang Lu shuddered all over.

The old man should be the founder of the Liufu Sect, Liufu Zhenren, and he witnessed what he did when he first built the secret room.

Why did he let him see it, and what kind of deep meaning was hidden in it?

Wang Lu came to the Qingyu Spirit Wood Rack and put the Spirit Materials and Bone Bones back on the rack exactly as they were many years ago, even in the exact same positions.

Under a certain desire in his heart, for half an hour, the rack was the rack, the Spirit Materials and Bone Bones were the Spirit Materials and Bone Bones, nothing happened.

Wang Lu could not help but feel lost and put them away.

Looking around, just as he was about to use the spell to return, his whole body was shaken!

The two cushions seemed to be torn into pieces and torn apart.