Mortal's journey to immortality

With the help of Qinglong Huanling Pill, it took three days to repair Fang's broken body, and it took another two days to return to his peak state.

For five days, except for the surging gray fog around him, Wang Lu felt like he was in an isolated paradise, and everything was silent.

Black light surged up, Wang Lu stood up and put away the flags and disks.

As he raised his hand, Zi Ren was happily swimming back and forth around him like a fish. The connection with the yellow token was always there, and the token was in the seven-foot space in the haze in front of him.

"go with!"

The sight distance was limited to five feet, and before he could finish his words, Zi Ren disappeared like a flash of green lightning, and returned to the front of him before even taking a few breaths.

Because the spirituality of the six-star Gongyue Blade, the natal magic weapon, was too low, apart from finding out "there is no danger", no other useful information was obtained.

Withdrawing the blade and mentioning his strength, Kui Niu's black light became more than twice as deep as Wang Lu walked step by step into the thick gray fog.

The closer we got to the token, the thicker the smog became, and our line of sight became more restricted. It felt like a blind man riding a blind horse.

It was like walking on a tightrope over a cliff, walking on thin ice, and he became more and more cautious.

Wang Lu simply closed his eyes and purely used his spiritual sense to sense the location of the token.

However, what surprised him was that as he gradually got closer, the token seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with him, and the distance of seven feet never got closer.

"Hey!"

With clarity and wisdom, he came to his senses.

Wang Lu immediately realized that he had once again been tricked and fell into some kind of powerful illusion.

At the same time, the token's previous and current state of seeming existence was not caused by the token itself, but because of the obstruction and influence of the phantom array, which made him feel that it was so ethereal and untouchable. .

In his opinion, this formation has no offensive attributes. It will only make people lose their mind, and then fall into an inextricable and self-righteous search. Then they will be exhausted mentally and become a walking corpse with only an empty shell.

Fortunately, he had experienced similar illusory formations twice before, and he was able to forcefully wake up under the natural call of his tenacity and strong will.

One time was the Tomb of the Fake Mingkong in the Manghai Sea. If Zijiu hadn't opened the spirit beast bag and risked his life to save him, he and Xiaotong would have run out of energy long ago.

The last time, he was attacked unknowingly when he entered the Kujiang Secret Realm not long ago. Fortunately, he had gone through hundreds of years of forging at the Dao Waterfall and the cold breath from the jade pendant. Otherwise, the consequences would have been equally disastrous.

This is the third time. With the lessons learned from the previous two times and the traction of the token, the way to crack it is already clear.

In order not to attract the attention of the mysterious formation, Wang Lu still pretended to be ignorant and indifferent, but he was always feeling the strength of the intermittent pulling force coming from the token in his heart.

The strongest moment is when the illusion is broken.

The vague and absent sensations come continuously like waves without making any sound.

Suddenly, a huge wave surged up. Wang Lu didn't hesitate at all. His eyes widened suddenly. While his body tilted slightly to the right, his mind flashed. An extremely pure blue sword was like "a flying fairy from the sky, a sword." Come to the west", slashing towards the empty space on the right.

"Crack, click."

Under the sudden, sharp and sharp seven-blade giant sword, a hole was opened in the space in an instant. Wang Lu's eyes lit up, like a returning goose, he spread out his body with all his strength, and with a movement of his body, the formation healed at a high speed. , break out of the great formation at the critical moment.

"call!"

This is a bright, transparent, and magnificent palace. The Royal Road is located in the square outside the palace.

Looking up at the sky, the entire space is filled with a dark yellow color.

Obviously, the origin of this color is entirely due to the palace in front of you, to be precise, the Yellow Palace.

Because, on the palace gate and door above thousands of steps, two huge ancient seal characters "Huang Palace" were written, and the dragons and phoenixes danced majestically and bloomed into a piece of yellow light, which was impressively clear.

Wang Lu looked intently and saw two gates made of a yellow spiritual material like a secular palace. The yellow token was like a key, firmly embedded in the irregular gap in their center.

Obviously, that gap is the lock of the door, and the token is the only key to open the door of the Yellow Palace.

Wang Lu calmed down and looked around. The mysterious formation was still operating silently. It could not only block outside intruders, but also maintain the normal operation of the Yellow Palace at all times.

Through this formation, streams of extremely pure spiritual energy continued to break through the air.

These auras are completely comparable to the central place of Tianyun Secret Realm, five hundred times more than the outside world, and there is no longer that weird aura mixed in the auras.

This made Wang Lu feel particularly comfortable, and he couldn't help but plan to stay here forever.

If he was given fifty years, he would be able to reach the peak cultivation level of the late Golden Core, the Great Perfection of the Golden Core, and the half-step Nascent Soul realm. With the support of such rich spiritual energy, his cultivation would be rapid. , the momentum is overwhelming.

Wang Lu threw away this unrealistic idea. The spiritual energy of this place must be pregnant with some ancient spiritual materials. If he found the medicine garden in the Yellow Palace, not to mention anything else, just hollowing it out would make him happy. jaw.

"Now that I'm here, I'm going to rip you off!"

Wang Lu gave a long smile to the silent Huang Palace, jumped up, and came to the gate faster than lightning. With a move of magic power, the yellow token completely and perfectly blended into the gap between the two tightly-fitted doors. The door is completely integrated.

"Hey, open it for me!"

Wang Lu shouted loudly, and an unparalleled mana suddenly poured into the token.

It was as if the palace door had never been opened in an eternity, making continuous and dense friction sounds of "click, click, click, click, click...".

The palace door seemed to be pushed open gradually by two invisible hands from the inside to the outside. Wang Lu held his breath and stared at it, not letting go of any detail here.

"Ding!"

A clear sound of metal collision suddenly sounded.

Wang Lu's expression changed, his magic power suddenly activated, and with one move with one hand, he put away the token that was about to fall to the ground without thinking twice.

At this moment, a piece of yellow light came unexpectedly.

"what!"

Following Wang Lu's scream, the yellow light dissipated, there was a loud "clang" sound, and the palace door immediately closed tightly.

As if he had never been here before, Wang Lu's entire body disappeared in the yellow light.

Everything was quiet again.