Chapter 122 Undersea Stone Room

Author: Yu Shanqing

Chapter 122 Undersea Stone Room

It's indeed the sea of ​​Wuxiang.

Yu Xi's brows were slightly condensed.

Changhui looked up at her head, vaguely realizing something was wrong, but she never spoke much.

Yu Xi continued to ask, "I remember you said that the sea of ​​Wuxianghai is vast and has a wider territory than the cultivation world. Do you know where the place I just described is located in Wuxianghai?"

Changhui has been away from Wuxianghai for hundreds of years, and the memories of Wuxianghai have been long gone. "I don't know what changes have happened to Wuxianghai compared to the past, but when I left,

I have seen at least six or seven places like you just described. In the Sea of ​​Wuxiang, the most common one is such hurricanes and thunder."

If you want to find the place you see in the nightmare, it will be not easy...

Yu Xi nodded slightly and signaled Changhui to retreat first.

In the side hall, Changyi is still accepting Fuzhe's inheritance.

Yu Xi took Chu Yan back to the bedroom and recalled the scene he saw in the nightmare and his feelings at that time.

She clearly remembered that "I" was hanging high in the air at that time.

The surging waves are only four or five feet away from your feet, and the dark clouds are more than ten feet above your head. The area covered by thunder is about as big as a valley in three months.

According to Changhui, there are at least hundreds of places like this in Wuxianghai.

The wooden doll moved the joints connected to the neck, raised her head and glanced upwards, and glanced at Yu Xi's eyebrows and thoughtful look. She suggested: "If you practice meditation next time, your spiritual consciousness will see that place, you can pay attention to other obvious characteristics around you, such as the island.

The appearance, or the color of the sea water, the race of monsters in the sea."

Although he had never been to Wuxianghai personally, he had seen countless scenes of Wuxianghai in the cloud mirror in the past twenty years.

He seemed to have seen the scene described by Yu Xi once in the cloud mirror.

In my memory, every time Master appears in the cloud mirror, he may not be in the same place.

Many times, I've been on different islands.

The Wuxianghai has no vast land, and they are all islands.

In the vast ocean, if you want to identify the location, you may only rely on these islands.

Yu Xi kept Chu Yan’s suggestion in his heart.

"But next time you practice, be careful."

Chu Yan originally wanted to remind Yu Xi that the sect leader of the Demonic Way could protect the Dharma when she was practicing, but when she said that, he suddenly realized that Yu Xi seemed to be on guard against them.

Thinking carefully about how Yu Xi got along with everyone during this period.

It seems that the only person who can completely relieve her from her defense is that he is?

Although I don’t know why, Chu Yan’s words suddenly changed to, “Next time you start practicing, I will tell me that I will protect you.”

Now it is no better than before. At least he can move his limbs. "If you encounter any more problems, I can wake you up in time."

Yu Xi suddenly lowered his head and met the wooden doll's eyes.

Chu Yan, possessed by the wooden doll, was stunned at first, and then subconsciously controlled the wooden doll's neck and turned his head away, avoiding this look that seemed to see through all his thoughts.

The atmosphere in the bedroom is a bit more subtle.

At this moment, the dark big bed under the two men trembled slightly, and Mumu's tender voice sounded in Yu Xi's ears. She volunteered and said: "Xixi, I can also help you protect the Dharma!"

In an instant, no atmosphere was gone.

…

The sea of ​​no shape.

Under the deserted island surrounded by hurricanes.

Deep in the seabed, a man standing in the middle of the stone chamber raised his hands and shook the chains wrapped around his body a few times.

The chains hit the stone wall, jingling. More than a dozen chains trembled together, and the entire stone chamber seemed to become noisy.

However, these chains were extremely strong, and no matter how they shaking or impacted, they could not be damaged at all. They still locked him firmly in the center of this stone chamber and could not move outward at all.

In the entire stone room, except for the embarrassed man and the several chains that trapped him, there was only one thing left.

A piece of fish fins that were neatly cut off and frozen in the cold crystals.

Whenever the man shook the chain like crazy, his limbs were pulled into blood and blood. After his eyes returned to a little clearness, as soon as he raised his head, his eyes would fall on the cold crystal in front of him again.

When I saw the fins of the fish that were frozen in the cold crystal, my eyes that had just returned to clear light immediately turned scarlet, and soon I returned to my unconscious crazy appearance.

The sound of "Ding Ling bang" kept ringing in the stone chamber, and it was another cycle.

When the chains rubbed their skin, embedded in the flesh and blood, and the dry blood stains on the ground were covered with new traces, a trace of clarity finally flashed in the man's turbid gaze.

His body stiffened first, then subconsciously raised his head and his eyes fell on the cold crystal directly in front of him.

According to past practice, the next moment, his eyes will be stained with hatred.

However, this time, he raised his head and his eyes fell on the fins of the cold crystal. He stared for a long time without looking away.

When the ancestor Daoming entered the stone chamber, he saw this scene.

Seeing that the man's eyes had returned to a little bit of clarity, Daoming's ancestor was stunned, and then a spiritual technique was produced in his hand. A dark red breath penetrated into the man's eyebrows. Soon, his clear eyes returned to turbidity again, and in the stone room

He kept throwing the chains.

This time he was crazy for longer than before, with the chains rubbing his skin. When he stopped moving, he could not find a piece of good meat on his body.

The ground under his feet was completely stained with blood.

The ancestor Daoming stood by the stone chamber door, staring at all this silently, with no sorrow or joy in his eyes, only silent.

When the man stopped going crazy, he stepped forward to check his condition.

Seeing that he was still numb and dull, he put his hand against his eyebrows back, relaxed his lips slightly, and sighed in a low voice, "Junior brother, there is only suffering left in the world, why should you wake up?"

After saying that, he left the stone chamber without looking back.

There was lightning and thunder in the air, and the island was surrounded by hurricanes.

However, the ancestor Daoming did not avoid these hurricanes and thunder, but flew towards the most violent place.

Wrapped by layers of lightning, a golden bead floated in the air.

This round bead is as big as a fist, with a smooth and shiny surface, and a dazzling brilliance on it.

However, next to this round golden bead, somehow a few wisps of black air appeared.

The black gas rose from the bottom of the sea, surrounding the golden beads, constantly trying to swallow the light on the golden beads.

The ancestor of Daoming stood on the periphery of the lightning.

Looking at the golden beads wrapped in lightning from a distance, when I saw the continuous black air on the golden beads, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.
Chapter completed!