After a long time, all the strange phenomena in Chang'an City disappeared.
Inside the Tang Dynasty government office, Shen Luo was still sitting cross-legged. The acupoints in his body had not yet completely closed, and golden light was still emanating from his body. He looked as if he was enveloped in precious light, and had a bit of an immortal look.
However, as he took a few deep breaths, the light around him gradually dimmed. As the overflowing light gradually faded away, Shen Luo seemed to become more dignified and reserved.
He stretched his body, slowly stood up from the ground, looked up at the hole above his head, and a flash of joy appeared in his eyes.
"Finally broke through... and caught up with Lu Huaming. I don't know what stimulated Bai Xiaotian, but he went into seclusion the last time he came back. I don't know if he has come out yet?" Shen Luo was thinking to himself, but suddenly he felt a little strange in his heart.
"Dongdong..."
His heart began beating faster and faster involuntarily, and he even felt a little panicked.
"What's going on?" Shen Luo's heart tightened. He had never had such an inexplicable feeling before.
At this moment, he suddenly felt something in his heart and turned his head abruptly to look at the storage ring in his hand.
He saw a ray of light coming from the storage ring, and without him controlling it with his mind, an object actually flew out by itself.
"Jade Pillow"
Shen Luo let out a light cry, and something strange happened suddenly.
Unlike the previous times when sleepiness attacked him, this time the jade pillow actually flew out directly. A layer of starlight lit up on the surface, and a white vortex condensed on the surface. As it rotated slowly, it emitted strong attractive forces.
Shen Luo's deep sea trembled violently, and his soul seemed to leave his body in an instant, and all his thoughts were sucked into it.
"What's going on..."
An indescribable sense of crisis arose in Shen Luo's heart, and the next moment, he lost consciousness.
…
I don’t know how long it took.
Shen Luo felt dizzy and slowly opened his eyes, but his vision was still blurry. He could vaguely sense smoke and fog all around him.
"There is no time..."
In a trance, he heard a low hum with a sad tone and a hoarse voice, like an unwilling wail before death.
Shen Luo rubbed his eyes hard, his brows suddenly frowned, he turned over and squatted, looking around vigilantly.
It’s not entirely because of the visibility. There’s so much fog all around that I can’t see anything clearly.
"The smell of blood..." Shen Luo frowned.
He smelled an extremely strong smell of blood, which seemed to have a hint of warmth in the sweet and fishy taste. It was nearby.
Shen Luo's eyes focused, his dark pupils shone with light, and he swept around.
Ahead, in the maze, an extremely huge ancient pine tree appeared. Its bark was extremely charred and had been burned into charcoal. There were still sporadic flames flashing on the tree, and thick white smoke was rising from it.
Behind the ancient pine tree, there is a long stone staircase extending upward, and there seems to be an ancient building at the end.
"After leaving Five Finger Mountain, what is this place? Why can I feel the lingering echoes of the magic circle?" Shen Luo's eyes flickered and he was confused.
The mist all around was not simply smoke, but the residual aura that remained after a protective formation was broken and mixed with the vital energy of heaven and earth.