Ask about the Immortal Way

Chapter 2220 Eternal Night

Lightning and thunder, thunder and rain.

Liuli has successfully survived the Yin Fire and Bifeng tribulations, and the thunder tribulations are coming one after another.

In the dazzling lightning, Liuli's figure is looming. She wrapped herself in a piece of solid ice, which is as thick as an iceberg.

With the help of the Emperor of Heaven's Talisman, it is not difficult to survive the three disasters, but Liuli did not rely on the power of the talisman. The heavenly tribulation is also a good fortune. If you just take shortcuts, you will miss the opportunity.

Beside Liuli, there is a little dim fire. It is the Wu Ran Xin Lantern. The blood of Master Liao Chen is burning. Even if there are thunder and rain around, the flames are still very quiet, and there is no abnormal smell.

The spiritual formation arranged by Qin Sang can no longer cover Liuli, but those people are not in the mood to care about this place.

At this moment, the shadow of the moon has risen to the middle of the sky.

Originally it was just a crescent moon, which gradually grew into a full moon, as big as a silver plate, but it still seemed not so bright and looming.

In the hazy moonlight, fog came from nowhere and quickly filled the entire fantasy domain, and the surrounding scenery became blurred.

Everyone was also affected by the fantasy domain. Although they all had extremely high cultivation and could temporarily resist the invasion of the power of the fantasy domain, they were inevitably affected when they competed for the seat on the sacred mountain.

Seeing that Liuli was still calm, Qin Sang turned and looked at the sacred mountain.

During this period, the first wave of competition was coming to an end, and most of the stone platforms on the halfway point of the mountain had decided their owners. Because he had received intelligence in advance, the leader of the Yuanxiang tribe seized the opportunity and successfully defeated his opponent and won the Star Gold Crystal.

Now there are only two stone platforms with the highest position left.

On the side of the sea of ​​fog, the only ones who have the ability to compete for these two stone platforms are the mermaids and the feathered people. I don’t know how they negotiated, but the queen of the mermaids gave the stone platform on the top of the mountain to the feathered people.

The opponent of the prince of the feathered people is Xi Rui, who has a strong appeal among the disciples of the ancestors and has summoned many helpers.

The one who fought with the queen of the merman tribe was also a female cultivator. The helpers around this female cultivator were inferior to Xi Rui and had already shown signs of defeat.

The two battlefields attracted everyone's attention.

If nothing unexpected happens, the queen of the merman tribe will win, and there is still suspense about who will win and who will lose between the feather tribe and Xi Rui.

The outcome of their fight has little to do with Qin Sang, but Qin Sang will also take a look at the battlefield from time to time and remember the magical powers of these people, so that if they meet later, they can also take precautions in advance.

"If nothing unexpected happens, this person should be the next feather king of the feather tribe!"

Qin Sang looked at the prince of the feather tribe and thought to himself.

The contemporary feather king has achieved the holy realm. This person is not only the prince that the feather king values ​​most, but also extremely powerful.

From him, Qin Sang once again saw a war dance similar to the witch tribe's sacrificial dance.

The same Ganqi Tianwu, performed by the prince of the Feathered Clan, was more powerful than that of the Dingyuan Marquis. He seemed to have integrated himself into the world, and wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and various celestial phenomena appeared one after another, listening to his orders.

He raised his hand and pointed, and there were thunder and lightning, strong winds, and heavy rain. The seemingly ordinary celestial phenomena had extremely terrifying power. The cultivators who were pointed at by him often changed their color and defended with all their strength.

In a short period of time, the prince of the Feathered Clan performed several kinds of war dances, including offense, defense, and various strange powers, which opened Qin Sang's eyes and also made him feel how difficult it was to deal with the Feathered Clan cultivators.

The cultivators of the Alien Clan often rely on their innate magical powers. Finding the weaknesses of their innate magical powers is equivalent to grasping the opponent's life gate. The Feathered Clan is not the case. There are countless kinds of war dances, which are all-encompassing and difficult to target.

Although the Feathered Clan is strong, the opponent is not weak either. In terms of individual strength alone, Xi Rui's side is even higher. However, the Yuren cultivators have experienced many battles and cooperate well. Xi Rui's helpers have never experienced such a big battle, and they are all gathered together temporarily, and they are scattered.

Qin Sang noticed Xi Rui's expression, and his heart moved, suspecting that this person might have a way to win.

Then, Qin Sang's eyes moved down to the stone platform that he had refined.

The stone platform transformed into a jade platform.

At the moment of refining, Qin Sang felt an inexplicable connection between himself and the jade platform, and he could clearly sense the existence of this connection even here.

What exactly is the purpose of this connection, and what power the jade platform has, no one knows.

Entering the illusion, the secret talisman of the ancestor of the Jie Gou tribe gradually became silent, as if bringing people here has completed its mission.

'Boom boom...'

The thunder behind him was deafening, Qin Sang retracted his sight, observed the calamity cloud for a while, and sat down cross-legged.

After the thunder calamity, the heart demon calamity is coming, and the next will be the most critical time.

The arrival of the cultivators, the appearance of the sacred mountain, and other changes indicate that everything has become unusual, which makes Qin Sang feel a little uneasy. But the arrow is on the string and has to be shot. It is impossible to stop Liuli from overcoming the tribulation. Qin Sang is ready to abandon distracting thoughts and use the illusion to enter Liuli's inner demon to help her overcome the tribulation.

He no longer pays attention to the sacred mountain, and calms down and waits for the opportunity.

Gradually, the tribulation cloud above Liuli's head began to gather inward, and the speed of the tribulation thunder became slower, but the power was more terrifying, and each tribulation thunder was earth-shaking.

Liuli still has not activated the talisman of the emperor, and she can survive the thunder tribulation with her own strength.

‘Crack! ’

The thunderclouds suddenly gathered into a ball, brewing an unprecedented terrifying tribulation thunder.

Liuli suddenly looked up, her eyes turned pale as ice, and her hair fluttered in the wind.

‘Swoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! ’

Three white lights shot towards the tribulation thunder, which were three identical ice beads.

The ice beads are distributed in a triangular shape. As they reach the sky, the space between the three ice beads rapidly expands outward.

Seeing that the calamity thunder was about to pass between the ice beads, a strange cold light suddenly appeared, which was the divine light of ice soul.

After Liuli entered the stage of becoming a god, she adhered to the way of ice and continued to refine the ice soul divine light. Its power was not the same as before, and with the blessing of three ice beads, it had mysterious changes.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and Jie Lei actually stopped, or rather was frozen. But it is impossible to completely freeze the tribulation thunder. With a crackling sound, the ice formed by the ice soul divine light is constantly being annihilated by the tribulation thunder. In the process, the power of the tribulation thunder is also being eroded. .

At the same time, Liuli hit several treasures in succession to weaken Jie Lei's power.

The thunderclouds in the sky have dispersed, and the overall situation has been decided!

At this time, the full moon was about to rise to the sky, and the interior of the fantasy realm was completely shrouded in thick fog, like a dream.

Liuli followed Zhenren Ning's instructions and grasped the timing just right, welcoming the inner demon tribulation when the moon reaches its zenith! Qin Sang's eyelids trembled. Listening to the increasingly weaker thunder, he put aside distracting thoughts, relaxed his mind, and prepared to welcome the invasion of the power of the illusory realm.

Suddenly, Qin Sang frowned fiercely. For some reason, he felt more and more uneasy.

At the same time, there were bursts of exclamations from the sacred mountain.

I saw a black tide rising deep in the fantasy realm, where the moon's shadow rose, and spread rapidly.

Everyone has experienced the scene of alternating day and night many times outside the fantasy realm, and it stands to reason that they have long been accustomed to it.

Zhan Yan and others knew that this was the power of the Spring and Autumn Dial.

However, this time it was completely different from before. When everyone saw the darkness, based on their cultivation, they could not help but feel fear in their hearts. This was the deepest fear, without any reason, almost instinctive.

They had never experienced anything like this before, and they didn't know what they were afraid of, so they couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

It was too late to leave the phantom realm at this time, and their intuition told them that the sacred mountain might provide them with shelter. The monks who had not had time to refine the stone platform gave up their fight one after another and flew towards the sacred mountain. In a hurry, they no longer adhered to their seats.

The mountain was a mess, but darkness was encroaching faster than they thought.

In an instant, darkness spread over the sacred mountain.

Then, Qin Sang and Liuli were also overwhelmed by darkness.

At the moment when the full moon rose to the top of the sky, darkness swallowed up the fantasy realm, as if it had entered an eternal night, and everything in the world became quiet without any sound.

At this moment, Qin Sang actually lost consciousness.

…

"Saburo."

"Sanlang..."

…

Qin Sang felt that his consciousness was very heavy, as if he had just woken up from a long sleep and was extremely tired.

He seemed to be in endless darkness, sinking continuously, with a bottomless pit below him.

Faintly, a calling voice came from the distance, but the name didn't seem to be calling me.

The voice was getting closer and closer, it was a female voice that was a little rough but very gentle.

The voice was full of concern and worry, and Qin Sang could feel the other party's completely sincere love. A warm feeling surged into his heart. Qin Sang had not experienced this feeling for a long time and had almost forgotten it.

This woman seems to be calling herself!

Qin Sang thought like this, struggling with consciousness in the darkness, and found that he seemed to have regained a touch of touch, coming from his left arm.

There was a hand that gently grabbed his wrist and shook it. It was a working hand. The skin on the fingers was very rough, and it hurt when the calluses on the hand scratched the skin.

As the sense of touch gradually returned, consciousness finally broke free from the darkness, and Qin Sang felt his body.

"Sanlang, get up quickly, eat something, drink the medicine and then go to sleep..."

The woman's voice was clearer, right next to her ears.

"She's really calling herself!"

Qin Sang smelled the smell of herbs mixed with moisture. He seemed to be lying on the bed, but he had no strength at all and could not even open his eyes.

"Where is this place? How did I become like this?"

Qin Sang was very confused.

The last scene in his memory was the darkness covering the illusory realm. He took the initiative to accept the power of the illusory realm and prepared to help Liuli overcome the disaster.

"This is an illusion? Why have I become so weak?"

Qin Sang was thinking about it when he suddenly felt a pain in his head, and many memory fragments appeared for no reason.

These memories forced their way in, giving him a splitting headache as he was weak, and his body trembled involuntarily with pain.

"Sanlang, what are you doing, Sanlang?"

The woman panicked.

‘Clang! ’

"The boss, the boss..."

Qin Sang heard the sound of broken porcelain, followed by hurried footsteps, and the woman seemed to have stumbled on the threshold.

The pain comes and goes quickly, but it is a big burden on this weak body.

After taking a breath, Qin Sang felt that he was in control of this body again. His eyelids trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.

As his vision gradually became clearer, Qin Sang saw two men and a woman standing beside the bed, both looking at him with concern on their faces.

The woman was the one who called him just now, the mother in his memory.

She was dressed in a coarse wattle dress with her hair tied back. She was actually only in her early forties, but she was already weather-beaten and her face looked like she was fifty or sixty years old.

There are two men, one old and one young. The old one is the father. He has a goatee and a slight bow on his back. He is as old as his mother.

The other was the eldest brother in my memory. He was shirtless and his bronze skin was taut on his body. He looked very capable.

Contrary to his eldest brother, Qin Sang's body was so weak that he was almost skin and bones.

Fifteen years old is a prime time, but due to a serious illness some time ago, the body was hollowed out, and the condition became worse and worse, and finally became like this.

"Wake up, little brother, wake up!"

Seeing Qin Sang open his eyes, the eldest brother shouted in joy, making the room buzz.

The woman also cried with joy and patted her eldest son, "Keep your voice down, don't scare the little brother."

The eldest brother quickly covered his mouth, looked around, and said distressedly: "Mom, did you spill the medicine? I asked the witch doctor in the city for this medicine. It's expensive..."

The woman wiped her tears and said, "I was almost scared to death by San Lang. Fortunately, I boiled an extra bowl of medicine. You guys look at San Lang, I'll go get it."

On the contrary, the eldest brother complained again, "The witch doctors in the city have said that a medicine can only be boiled for one bowl, and it is the most effective. Mom, you are disobedient. What if I can't cure my little brother?"

His father said nothing and kept observing Qin Sang. He stroked his goatee and said, "Sanlang's complexion seems to be better than yesterday."

The eldest brother patted his chest and said proudly: "The medicine I personally went to the city to ask for from the wizard will definitely cure my little brother's disease!"

"Stop talking, help Sanlang up quickly and drink the medicine."

Mother brought a new bowl of medicinal soup.

His father and elder brother worked together to help Qin Sang up. Qin Sang behaved normally from beginning to end and did not reveal any flaws in front of the family.

The medicine bowl was brought to his mouth.

The black medicinal soup reflected a young, frail face, completely different from Qin Sang's appearance.

"What an amazing illusion!"

Qin Sang sighed in his heart.

After waking up, he had been trying to activate his true energy and spiritual consciousness, but found that he had no cultivation at all and was completely reduced to a mortal.

Due to the protection of the Jade Buddha, Qin Sang has never been troubled by such illusions since he entered the path of spiritual practice.

This is the first time!

Master Ning didn't say at first that the power of this illusory realm was so strong!

Back then, he could stay awake even when Lei Zu was avatar. He was a Talisman of the Mahayana stage. What was the origin of the phantom realm?

Of course, the Jade Buddha must also have played a role, otherwise he might not even remember who he was, and would regard himself as this seriously ill young man and sink into the illusion.

Qin Sang was secretly frightened and had completely misjudged the danger this time. Without the Jade Buddha, let alone waking up Liuli, it was unknown whether he would wake up!

The temperature of the medicinal soup is just right, and the hot air rushes into the nose with the bitter smell of herbs.

Although Qin Sang has lost his cultivation, his eyesight is still there, and he can distinguish the properties of medicine through smell. There are indeed some medicines that are good for his condition. The wizard in that city has two brushes.

He opened his mouth and swallowed a mouthful of medicinal soup.