I don't know how long it took before Su Zimo woke up leisurely.
Gradually, the five senses began to recover.
Su Zimo first smelled a faint scent of bookish ink, which was emitted from ancient books that had been stored for unknown lengths of time. It was a bit old, but it smelled very good.
Then, the vision gradually became clearer.
The surrounding light was dim, and there were countless tiny dust floating in front of his eyes. Su Zimo struggled to sit up and found that two wooden boards were tied to the wrist of his right hand to fix the wound.
The muscles all over the body are still a little sore and swollen.
"Am I not dead yet?"
Su Zimo looked around.
There are rows of wooden bookshelves all around, and many ancient books are placed on each bookshelf.
Most of the ancient books are covered with dust, and no one has looked at them for an unknown period of time.
This looks like a quaint study room, extremely spacious, with at least thousands of ancient books!
Su Zimo only felt that his mind was dizzy and his consciousness was still a little blurry.
He only remembered that he was chased by Taoist Xuanyu and jumped into the Dragon Burial Valley. Everything after that was somewhat unclear.
Su Zimo shook his head, turned his eyes, and accidentally fell on a bronze square tripod next to him, and gradually recalled something.
The moment he jumped into the Dragon Burial Valley, he was determined to die.
But when he saw the fainted little fox in his arms, he felt a pain in his heart.
The fate of this little thing is really too miserable.
He lost his mother when he was young and was imprisoned by a giant red-armored crocodile for decades. He finally got free and followed him to the outside world, but he suffered such bad luck again.
The little fox has not seen the beauty outside, is it going to perish like this
Su Zimo couldn't bear it, so he opened the storage bag, tried his best to take out the bronze square tripod from inside, and got in with the little fox.
Dragon Burial Valley is known as an ominous place.
I don’t know how many supreme masters and unparalleled strong men have been buried.
No one knows what dangers there are inside. The bronze square tripod may be their only hope for survival!
Although he was in the bronze square tripod, Su Zimo could clearly feel that he was falling rapidly!
The wind howled in my ears.
An extremely terrifying aura emerged from outside the bronze square tripod!
Endless power kept hitting the cauldron wall.
The more violent it becomes, the more amazing it becomes!
boom! boom! boom!
With every impact, there was a deafening loud noise, the sound was terrifying, as if it was going to blast the bronze square cauldron into pieces!
Su Zimo curled up and tried his best to protect the little fox in his arms.
But under such a violent impact, Su Zimo was knocked around in the bronze square tripod, his muscles and bones were about to break, injuries were added to the injuries, and his bones were almost falling apart!
The terrifying roar seemed to drown out everything!
Su Zimo felt a buzzing in his ears, and blood was already flowing from all his orifices!
The power outside Dragon Burial Valley is too terrifying!
Without the protection of the bronze square tripod, Su Zimo and the little fox would turn into powder in an instant, with no bones left!
After a while, a more violent impact broke out.
Su Zimo hit the cauldron wall hard, and finally couldn't hold on any longer and fainted completely.
When I woke up again, I was already in this spacious study room.
"Could it be that there are still people alive at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley?"
Su Zimo thought to himself.
Suddenly, something next to him rubbed against his leg.
Su Zimo looked sideways.
I saw a little furry thing, blinking at him with big watery eyes, with a trace of concern and a trace of joy.
The hair on this little thing's body was as red as flames, as if covered with a layer of brocade, and its eyes were like bright black gems, piercing with energy. It was the little fox who fell into the Dragon Burial Valley with him.
The little fox was injured by Taoist Xuanyu before, but now it seems to have recovered.
Su Zimo felt slightly comforted.
"I'm fine."
Sensing the little fox's worry, Su Zimo smiled and said, "The injury is a bit more serious this time. It will take a while to heal."
As he spoke, he stood up, holding the bronze square tripod in one hand, and was about to return it to the storage bag.
"Um?"
Su Zimo's expression changed slightly.
The bronze square tripod didn't move at all!
Although the bronze square tripod is extremely heavy, Su Zimo could lift it without any effort!
And now...
Suddenly, Su Zimo realized something.
His golden elixir has been destroyed and his inner elixir has been shattered!
His alchemy was suddenly shattered!
Su Zimo subconsciously ran the inner elixir, but a tearing pain came from the center of his chest!
"Um!"
Su Zimo groaned and swayed, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
The inner elixir was dim and dull, and it was covered with shocking cracks!
Su Zimo felt it carefully, and his face became even more ugly.
The inner alchemy cannot be saved.
Jindan's situation is even worse!
The Dantian in the lower abdomen was empty, like a black hole of nothingness, without a trace of spiritual power.
Su Zimo took a deep breath and slowly gathered the spiritual energy around him.
He can still feel the presence of spiritual energy and can breathe it into his body.
But after the spiritual energy enters the Dantian, it disappears and does not stay in the Dantian for a moment at all!
Now, his Dantian was like a leaking air bag.
Water can go in, but it won't stay.
In other words, even if Su Zimo wants to start from the Qi Condensation Realm and practice again step by step, it is just wishful thinking!
This is why destroying the golden elixir is the cruelest punishment for a monk.
Because you don’t even have a chance to practice again!
Su Zimo gritted his teeth, with an unyielding look in his eyes, carrying the blood, and tried his best to lift the bronze square tripod.
At the same time, he absorbed the spiritual energy and took advantage of the short time it took for the spiritual energy to circulate in his body. He opened the storage bag and put the bronze square tripod in.
This was an extremely simple move.
But Su Zimo spent a lot of effort, sweating profusely, looking pale, and panting.
Su Zimo smiled miserably.
Since his cultivation, he has been able to overpower almost all monks of the same level with his unparalleled strength, and has even killed his opponents across great realms!
He is called the number one monster in eternity by all the major forces!
I never imagined that one day, I would end up like this.
Although Su Zimo still has a powerful bloodline power, it is no longer possible to compete with the real Jindan Realm genius.
Not to mention that one day, he would seek revenge from Taoist Xuanyu.
"Is this my destiny?"
Su Zimo clenched his fists so hard that his finger bones turned pale!
"I don't want to! I won't give in! I won't accept it!"
"I will fight with God for my life, even if I spend everything I have!"
The sharp nails pierced into the palm of his hand, and traces of blood oozed out. Su Zimo was completely unaware of it, and there was a faint glow of blood in his eyes!
The little fox squatted in Su Zimo's footsteps and looked up at him with a worried look on his face.
Although she couldn't speak, she could feel the pain and unyielding feeling in Su Zimo's heart at this time.
Nothing is more despairing than losing hope.
At this moment, a burst of chanting suddenly sounded outside the door.
"As I heard, if you cultivate your body with kindness, enter into the wisdom of Buddha, and gain access to great wisdom, when you come to this shore, you will be called universally heard in the immeasurable world, and you will be able to have hundreds of thousands of billions of sentient beings..."
The sound is like Sanskrit, pure and flawless, echoing endlessly, clearing and moistening the dusty heart.
But there were people chanting scriptures outside.