In the northwest of Wumeng Island, there is a very steep and precipitous cliff, more than a hundred feet high, covered with hideous black reefs below.
Waves of waves beat on it, constantly splashing large foamy white waves.
The surface of the cliff is riddled with holes, covered with countless dense sea erosion holes, of different sizes and shapes, and most of them are covered with blue seaweed and white salt stains, which looks mottled, and there are some white sea crabs from time to time The influx of sea water rushed out of the cave.
At this time, the figures of Han Li and Luo Feng were floating above the sea, facing the sea cliff.
"Senior Liu, this is where the wreckage of the incarnation of Ancestor Lomon is located." Luo Feng raised his finger and pointed to a seemingly ordinary sea erosion hole several feet in size on the sea cliff, and said.
The hole seemed to be slightly larger, and it was pitch black inside, and there seemed to be nothing unusual in it, but when Han Li released his consciousness to try to penetrate it, he immediately discovered that there was something mysterious about it.
He found that when his consciousness was sweeping towards this hole, it was actually driven by an almost imperceptible strange force, and swept towards the stone wall beside him.
If it weren't for his spiritual consciousness being far away from ordinary people, he wouldn't even find that his spiritual consciousness was disturbed, and he thought that the hole was really just a stone wall.
"interesting!"
Han Li murmured, his pupils flashed blue light, and immediately activated Mingqing's spiritual eyes, looking into the hole.
In the depths of that hole, there was a whirlpool of pale white mist swirling slowly, and a very faint breath of law came from it.
"Ancestor God Wumeng has been seriously injured and fell asleep ten thousand years ago, and has never awakened since then. The water element seal here has also become weaker and weaker. After more than a thousand years, I am afraid that it will not be able to cover this place." Luo Feng sighed With a deep breath, he flew into the hole.
I saw his hands crossed slightly in front of him, and a series of blue magic formulas flew out immediately, and after a few flashes, they all submerged into the water mist vortex deep in the cave.
There was a slight shock in the vortex, and the misty water mist immediately reversed, opening a circular passage with a height of one person in the middle.
"Senior, please follow me."
After Luo Feng greeted him, his figure flashed and disappeared into the vortex channel.
Han Li followed behind, and flew into it as well.
Connected to the vortex channel is a dark corridor, built of blue stones, winding and extending towards the ground, with no end in sight, and a white fluorescent stone is inlaid every few feet, illuminating the front. road.
Han Li had his own supernatural powers, and he didn't worry about anything, he just followed Luo Feng in silence.
The further down the corridor, the thicker the surrounding moisture and spiritual power of water.
The two of them walked for a full quarter of an hour, and Han Li's mental arithmetic had penetrated into the ground for at least several miles. The front of the corridor finally came to an end, and a blue stone door finally appeared in front of it.
Luo Feng took out a blue token, rubbed it slightly, and a blue light flew out and entered the stone gate.
"Creak", "creak" a few crisp sounds, the stone door slowly opened, revealing a square stone chamber about ten feet in size.
It is not appropriate to say that it is a stone chamber. The ground and walls here are uneven. It seems to be rebuilt from an underground karst cave. Stalagmites hang down from the top of the cave, showing a translucent water-blue color, like glass.
There are even similar materials on the surrounding walls, through which one can vaguely see the rushing and slowing ocean currents outside, which shows that this place should already be deep in the seabed.
Han Li glanced at the stone room, and found that it was empty, with almost no furnishings. There was only a black stone platform half a person's height built in the center.
The surface of the stone platform is engraved with a series of winding and slender grooves, extending downwards and covering the entire ground.
And on the countertop, there is a statue head that is the same size as an ordinary person's head. Its appearance is three points similar to Han Li's. It is exactly the appearance of the ancestor god Luomeng of Wumeng Island.
However, unlike the statues he had seen before, this head was blue in color, and seemed to be carved out of some kind of special spar. Under the reflection of the surrounding white crystal beads, it looked crystal clear, emitting a An extremely rich water attribute spiritual power.
Its face is as smooth as a mirror, and looks lifelike, but its neck is extremely rough, as if it was forcibly broken off from its original body.
Han Li stood one step away from the head, staring at it intently, but a strange feeling suddenly emerged in his heart.
This feeling, it seems that the head statue in front of him is not a dead thing, but a living thing that can breathe.
He closed his eyes lightly, and suddenly let go of his consciousness, filling the entire stone room in an instant.
Luo Feng, who had been standing behind him all the time, felt an indescribably huge power of consciousness suddenly rushing over from all directions, engulfing him completely, his body shook involuntarily, and cold sweat immediately appeared on his forehead It trickled down.
Han Li ignored Luo Feng, but focused on throwing his consciousness towards the head of the statue.
At this moment, he suddenly discovered that around the blue head, there was an energy invisible to the naked eye that was converging towards the head.
That kind of energy looks very weak, each strand is as thin as a gossamer, as if it can be scattered with a wave of hand, but the amount is extremely large, densely packed almost filling the entire stone chamber.
On that head, at this moment, there is actually a light that could not be seen with the naked eye at this moment, which is flickering again and again. The rhythm is very similar to the breathing of a monk. The energy was absorbed little by little.
"It seems that this should be the so-called power of faith..."
Han Li put away his consciousness, and said slowly to himself thoughtfully.
Behind him, Luo Feng's face was already pale, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and after only a moment, his back clothes were completely soaked.
He took a deep breath, took a few steps forward, and slapped a few times on a seemingly ordinary hanging water blue stalagmite.
There was a series of "cracking" sounds on the ground, and a small stone platform slowly emerged from the ground, with a stone box placed on it.
Luo Feng opened the stone box and took out an old jade book from it.
"Senior Liu, this classic book should be useful to you, please accept it with a smile." Luo Feng came to Han Li with the jade book in his hand, handed it with both hands, and said in his mouth.
"The classics... this is it!" Han Li took it casually, flipped through it, and his expression changed slightly.
"This is the technique practiced by the ancestor god Luomeng before, Wanshuixian Jue. The younger generation once heard that the immortal who ascended from the lower realm must turn to practice the real immortal technique, transforming the mana in the body into fairy power. The senior came to the fairyland by smuggling , you probably don’t have a suitable exercise at hand, this Wanshuixian Jue should be useful to you.” Luo Feng said.
"So that's the case, patriarch Luo Feng has a heart." Han Li took a deep look at Luo Feng and nodded.
"Senior, you are welcome. This is a place where the spiritual veins meet at the bottom of the deep sea. The spiritual power of the water is rich. If you want to practice the Wanshui Immortal Art, senior, you can retreat here." Luo Feng grinned, knowing the purpose of sending the classics. It was achieved, and the expression on his face was much more relaxed.
Han Li didn't speak, carefully flipped through the jade book in his hand, and scanned the general content after a while.
This Wanshuixian Jue is a water-attribute true immortal skill, and it should be able to be cultivated to the late stage of the true fairyland.
It's a pity that this exercise conflicts with the one he originally cultivated, and the achievements he can achieve are also quite different from his expectations.
With this in mind, he handed the jade book back to Luo Feng.
"Senior Liu, this is..." Luo Feng was a little stunned seeing this.
"Although this Ten Thousand Narcissus Art is not bad, it's a pity that water attribute exercises are not suitable for me. I don't know where else I can get real immortal exercises in the Black Wind Sea Region?" Han Li shook his head regretfully, and asked .
"Our Black Wind Sea Territory is located in a remote place, and there are very few immortal family exercises that have been handed down. Basically, they are in the hands of those ancestor gods and will not be given to others. After all, the exercises I cultivated fall into the hands of outsiders, which may expose my own. Weaknesses. If you say where you can get other Immortal Cultivation Techniques, I’m afraid the only way is to go to Heifeng Island in the center of the sea, where a big auction will be held every hundred years, and there may be some Immortal Cultivation Techniques among them.” Luo Feng slightly Shen Yin said so.
"The big auction... I don't know how long until the next big auction will be held?" Han Li gently touched his chin with his right hand, muttering to himself, with a look of interest in his eyes.
"Probably more than ten years, but the things that appear in this kind of big auction are usually extremely expensive." After thinking about it, Luo Feng said.
"More than ten years... I understand. By the way, I need your help with something here." Han Li nodded slowly when he heard the words, and asked, changing the subject.
"Senior, just give orders." Luo Feng's expression brightened, and he quickly responded.
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In a blink of an eye, four or five months passed.
During this period, the Frost Crystal Clan did not come to retaliate, which made everyone on Wumeng Island heave a sigh of relief.
In the patriarch's hall, Luo Feng walked back and forth a little restlessly, coming to the door from time to time, looking into the distance, with a somewhat anxious expression.
During the past few months, according to Han Li's request, he sent people around to collect some secret techniques or exercises related to the imprisonment of the Nascent Soul.
However, this kind of secret technique is quite rare. After a few months, I only found three or four kinds. After sending it over, seeing Han Li's expression, he was obviously not satisfied.
This made Luo Feng a little anxious.
In desperation, he had no choice but to send an elder in the clan to carry a large amount of spiritual stones to the central island of the Black Wind Sea, Black Wind Island.
It is the most prosperous place in the Black Wind Sea Region. If the monks of the various islands are looking for something, they will basically go there to find it.
However, today is the third day after the scheduled return date, and the elder has not returned yet.
At this moment, a white light appeared in the distant sky, approaching quickly.
Luo Feng was overjoyed and walked out of the hall.
The white light soon approached and landed in front of the main hall, revealing the figure of a middle-aged man.
"Elder Han Liang, you are finally back, how is the situation?" Luo Feng asked hastily.
"I encountered some troubles on the road and took some detours. It took more than half of the spirit stones, and I was lucky enough to live up to my life." The middle-aged man said as he took out a jade box with more than a dozen pieces of jade slips inside.
"Okay, you've worked hard, go and rest." Luo Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and after saying something to the middle-aged man, he couldn't wait to hold the jade box in his hand, and quickly walked towards Han Li's residence.