I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years!

Chapter 89: 8. The dove occupies the magpie's nest

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In the deepest dark space of Zhixian Cave Mansion, a hunched figure sat cross-legged in the darkness.

He was covered with a dark robe, covered with dust, his hair was sparse, his eye sockets were sunken, and his cheeks were sunken, as if he was covered with a human skin on a skeleton frame .

But in his eye sockets, the pair of black eyes were still bright and radiant.

In front of him, there are countless small light curtains. The light curtains are showing the trials of various outsiders in each layer of space. It shows Tang Ruowei angrily using the sword-slap technique that Bai Qiuran taught her, frantically beating the girl who is exactly like her.

The girl who was created by the Dongfu Formation has been beaten into a human shape by her.

At the same time, in the light curtain on the other side of him, on almost the same high platform, Li Jinyao was carrying a pair of knives, chasing and killing a beautiful white-haired man, slashing his ass.

After looking at it for a while, he looked back.

The films of these two lucky little girls have basically passed this "can't beg" trial. Originally, this trial tested not the subject's combat ability, but their mental toughness.

Therefore, the formation creation bodies generated in this trial do not have much fighting ability.

According to the general process, the "can't ask for" trial will show the test subjects what they can't ask for in life, and apply various temptations. After letting them come into close contact with what they want, let them The disappearance of these things gives them a taste of what they can't get, destroys the cultivator's state of mind, and finally lures them into a deadly trap.

The state of mind of a cultivator is almost closely related to the cultivation base, and it is not unheard of for the state of mind to be damaged, thereby causing the cultivation base to go backwards or even die.

When normal people treat what they ask for, they usually treat it with care and regard it as more important than their own life. I am afraid that even the people who designed this level would never have imagined that there will be people in this world When faced with something that he can't ask for, he will go up and cut two swords and three swords before talking about it.

However, it doesn't matter to the people in black robes. There are all kinds of people in this world, and it is normal for one or two cultivators to behave strangely occasionally.

The black-robed man put all his attention into another light curtain, where Bai Qiuran wiped his hands cleanly on the headless corpse and walked into the fog.

"I never imagined that there would be such a powerful outsider cultivator in the future."

The man in black robe had a longing look on his face.

"If I can possess his body, then I..."

As if sensing what he was thinking now, beside the man in black robe, in the eye socket of a white jade-like skull, two faint blue flames suddenly ignited, and a voice came from somewhere, sneered. :

"Are you trying to take possession of his body? With your stupidity, even giving you that body is useless."

"Humph."

Hearing this voice, the man in black robe snorted coldly, but his lips did not move, but the voice came from his body, and asked:

"You know his details?"

"Of course I know, I am a wise immortal who was bestowed with great wisdom by heaven."

The ray of light inside the skull was inexhaustible.

"But I definitely won't tell you, Prince Shengchao, the ghost should obediently sleep in the coffin! Especially a ghost like you who is about to escape!"

"Oh, Zhixian? What a great name, and it has not yet fallen into a dead bone, only a pitiful primordial spirit remains."

The black-robed man sneered:

"How do you think your fate is better than mine?"

"But I'm not like you, Prince Shengchao."

The primordial spirit in the skull swayed.

"I don't have any other desires, and I won't use magic to steal other people's bodies... I'm not like you, thinking about the outside world, but I can only sit here every day for tens of thousands of years, I think These three words [can't ask for] are more suitable for you than trials."

The man in black robe did not speak, but a chilling murderous aura erupted from his body, but feeling this murderous aura, the skull head was still unafraid.

"You can't kill me. My primordial spirit has been blessed by heaven and is immortal and immortal. With you people, what can I do?"

The black-robed man's chest heaved slightly, and he was obviously very angry.

But after a while, he regained his composure.

"Yes, I can't help you."

The voice of the black-robed man was full of anger.

"But after I get the physical body, I have a way to concoct you... At that time, I will make you cry and shout, you can't survive, you can't die!"

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The words were divided into two parts. On the other side, Bai Qiuran, who had passed through the thick fog, suddenly found himself back on the cliff of that mountain peak.

Looking back, there was already a cloud of mist between the peak and himself, and he had already crossed a long distance before he knew it, and came to the lower cliff.

There were still clouds and mists beneath him, and after walking into the clouds and mists, it was another wonderful trial.

"Eight great sufferings in life, escape from reincarnation and ascend to immortality... This means that you must go through the trials of the eight great sufferings before you can enter the real Zhixian Cave, right?"

Bai Qiuran looked at the clouds and mist below, then walked on the almost vertical cliff, and continued to walk down into the cloud and mist.

Anyway, he is a master of art and daring, no matter whether he can enter the real Zhixian Cave after going through the eight great hardships, for now, the only plan is to go first.

Passing through the cloud and mist again, there was a familiar sense of spatial dislocation. Bai Qiuran simply began to walk and try to figure out the space transmission mechanism in the cloud and mist. Just when he felt that he was about to touch a little door, the cloud and mist dissipated, and he came again. in a new space.

Different from the first space, this time, he came to an open-air space, the left and right sides were still bottomless abyss, and a stone road that could only be passed by one person extended to the distance, but the sky had turned from dark to dark. The lacquered rock wall turned into a sky as dim as the setting sun.

There seems to be a prohibition above the passage, which is used to suppress the cultivators who can fly with the sword, so that they can only rely on their own feet to move on this single-plank bridge.

The sky full of dim light gave people the illusion of being old and rotten. Bai Qiuran looked left and right, and found a stone tablet that was exactly the same as before on a suspended stone platform beside the passage. It said:

[There is only white hair in the fair world, and the nobles will not forgive them. 】

After a while, the inscription changed again and became six big characters:

[Second suffering: suffering from aging. 】

"Aging...?"

Bai Qiuran blinked, a little curious.

"How does this cave house allow cultivators to experience the pain of aging? Could it be that it has the ability to manipulate time?"