Above the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Lu could no longer see what was going on.

He could only try his best, but he didn't know if it would work or not, and whether it would help Zi Jiu, which made him uneasy.

He clenched his fists tightly, and the tension and worry in his heart were written on his face. He stared at the giant cocoon without moving or blinking.

The giant cocoon was like a tornado, and the spiritual energy formed by the spirit stone quickly swarmed away.

After another quarter of an hour, Wang Lu's heart was shocked, and the spiritual energy stopped gushing, filling the entire hall. Zi Jiu showed his figure with his eyes closed, falling from mid-air, and Wang Lu caught him.

He summoned gently, but received no response. Under the induction, some indescribable battle between life and death was going on in its body.

He quickly took out a large jade basin, cast a spell to condense a pool of clear water, took out the Tongxin jade of the ten great flowers, picked two petals, crushed them and put them in, picked up some broken high-grade spirit stones on the ground and put them in, added a ban to the jade basin, and put it into the spirit beast bag.

Tongxin Jade, now only has two petals left, he doesn't know what effect this flower has.

Ancient books also have sporadic records, not detailed, only saying that this flower is very magical, whether it is the flower path or the leaves as big as cattail leaves, they all have many incredible effects, but the essence of Tongxin Jade is still the eight crystal-like jade petals.

Tingyu City, in order to save Zi Jiu, four petals were used up, and now two more petals are gone, leaving only two petals, two bright leaves like fire, and a transparent jade flower path.

However, no matter how precious it is, it can't match Zi Jiu's one billionth.

Wang Lu has taken out the most precious things on his body except "Six Talismans" and "Six Talisman Book". Now the only thing he can do is to pray silently, hoping that Zi Jiu can survive this disaster safely.

He looked at the monsters, the monsters were still lifelike, but they seemed to have lost their spirituality and were no longer lively.

Time slowly flowed through his fingers, silently, a month passed.

"嘤咛" a soft and lingering sound rang out in the hall.

Wang Lu woke up from an unspeakable state. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw the bottom of the pool slowly rising to the same level as the ground.

Sun Xue lay flat on it, her hands unconsciously cupped to her chest, her eyes slowly opened, and she looked at the entire hall with a confused and uneasy hazy look.

It seemed like she had a very long nightmare.

In the dream, three strange and hideous monsters chased her closely, constantly devouring her soul. Fortunately, she had a jade pendant given by the sect that always wrapped her soul, so that her soul was not swallowed by the three monsters.

Just when her soul power was nearly half swallowed, one of the monsters suddenly disappeared. Not long after, the other one also disappeared suddenly. In the end, the third one also disappeared without a trace.

She panted heavily and carefully exhausted all her energy. There were no more three monsters. She was so tired and tired that she could finally sleep at ease.

After an unknown amount of time, she woke up.

When Sun Xue saw Wang Lu looking at her indifferently without any emotion, she stood up with a start, then sat down on the ground like a puddle of mud, pitifully afraid to look at this cold man.

Wang Lu walked over expressionlessly, and the two looked at each other intently. Wang Lu let out a long breath, and said coldly and resolutely: "Your life is equivalent to being saved by me. I don't want to know your experience in the ancient tomb. Just tell me how you came to this hall."

She was originally a survivor, scared to death, and seeing Wang Lu's indifferent expression and cold words, a miserable sadness surged into her heart, tears slid down her cheeks like beads, and she cried bitterly with a "woo".

Wang Lu said impatiently: "Cry, cry again, I will kill you! Don't think I can't deal with you, your soul is so fragile now, I have plenty of ways to deal with you, the worst that can happen is to search your soul."

Sun Xue heard Wang Lu's gritting teeth and vicious words, and she stopped crying in fear for a moment, but she was also sobbing quietly.

She told Wang Lu in a sad and low voice: When she first entered the ancient tomb, she saw eight identical doors. She instantly understood that these were the legendary eight doors: Kaimen, Xiumen, Shengmen, Shangmen, Dumen, Jingmen, Simen, and Jingmen. She had no choice but to enter one of them by feeling. After that, she came to a red stone hall and encountered a bronze corpse whose cultivation was much higher than the bronze corpse outside and whose body was extremely tough. After a long fight, she finally solved the bronze corpse and took a legendary three-legged golden crow tripod. Later, she passed through two stone halls one after another. There were no guards in the stone halls. She calmly collected a golden jade purple frost bamboo that was hundreds of thousands of years old and an unknown black stone with extremely strong Yin Qi. She guessed that it was the Yin Dan of a powerful Yin beast.

Then, she paused and took out three things. When Wang Lu saw the Yin Dan, it was exactly the same as the eight small stones in his storage bag. Wang Lu took the golden jade purple frost bamboo, which was shining with golden and purple colors and full of hazy frost spirit.

Sun Xue pouted her lips and wanted to say something, but sighed. People under the eaves had to bow their heads.

It was good that Wang Lu did not ask her to hand over the storage bag. Don't anger this plague god, so as not to lose more.

She continued: "Later, I entered a red channel and was teleported to this hall in a dizzy state. Before I could see what was going on, I was pulled to the bottom of the pool by the stone pool and immediately lost consciousness."

After Sun Xue finished speaking, she glanced at Wang Lu. Seeing him mumbling in silence, she suddenly realized that this person had a rough and ordinary appearance, but had an indescribable temperament.

After listening to Sun Xue's story, Wang Lu still thought that she was the first person to come and would have some special discoveries. Now it seems that she seems to know nothing about the environment she is in, and it is obviously impossible to find clues from her.

He said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist Sun should not understand the current situation. Don't say that you should have died once, but you were lucky to be saved by me. If we can't find a way out, we will still be trapped to death."

After speaking, Wang Lu no longer paid attention to Sun Xue, whose soul was severely damaged. Before Sun Xue, who was in the Jindan stage, recovered, she was useless to him, just like a building with an unstable foundation that could not withstand any wind and rain.

He walked towards Sun Xue indifferently. Seeing him approaching without saying a word, Sun Xue's face was full of panic. She stepped back involuntarily and screamed: "Chen Daoyou, you...you...what do you want to do?"

He glanced at Sun Xue, who was like a frightened rabbit, and ignored her.

He carefully explored the dry stone pool that was level with the ground inch by inch.

Wang Lu knocked on the bottom of the pool, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. He even knocked while putting his ears close to listen carefully.

Two hours passed like this. Wang Lu looked at Sun Xue, who was cowering at the stone wall of the hall. She was flushed, breathing rapidly, and beads of sweat dripped from her charming face.

Wang Lu frowned slightly and walked over.