In the dark forest, the sounds of insects and birds chirping are endless.
Occasionally, there are strange howls from wild beasts at night, like ghosts crying at night.
But Luo Jing had long been accustomed to such nights.
During the three months he raised fire foxes in the Manggu Mountains, he experienced hundreds of days and nights like this.
Today, Luo Jing has already left the Soul Refining Sect.
Although it is still within the range of the Manggu Mountains, this small hill adjacent to the Kingdom of Dayue Kingdom cannot be connected with the notorious Manggu Mountains.
Standing in the darkness, he looked towards the direction of Dayue City.
The place was brightly lit, and the bright lights in the city could be seen clearly even from dozens of miles away.
Now the Mid-Autumn Festival moon-watching event has reached its most lively and intense stage, right
The jackpot of the demon mask is enough to ignite the atmosphere in the venue.
With masters from many forces, plus many disciples of the Soul Refining Sect, tonight will be an extremely lively event.
However, these grand events have nothing to do with Luo Jing anymore.
He took the secret manuals of "The Magic of Immortal Way" and "The Blood Sword of Demon Refining", said goodbye to Ji Canghu, and then plunged into the dark hills.
You need to find a secluded place to practice in seclusion, wait for the outside storm to pass, and then travel to the Central Plains.
Luo Jing's figure kept moving in the darkness.
He did not use a beam of light to escape, but instead relied on his powerful physical strength to fly directly through the mountains.
This speed is very slow.
Half an hour later, Luo Jing had only walked two hundred miles.
But this place is already far enough away from Dayue City.
Moreover, the surrounding mountains began to rise and fall, no longer low hills, and began to show the desolate appearance of the Manggu Mountains.
In the dark forests, you can occasionally see lone monsters.
Although the monsters that roam in this marginal area are all extremely weak and not much stronger than ordinary wild beasts.
But the existence of these monsters proves that this place is remote enough and far away from human settlements.
Otherwise, with the weak strength of these monsters, they would have been killed by hunters long ago.
The demon beast's demon core and blood can be sold for a good price. Even the weakest demon beast is more valuable than an ordinary wild beast.
After confirming the desolation of this place, Luo Jing plunged into the mountains and found a dark and dry cave.
After driving away the black bear in the cave, Luo Jing occupied the cave.
He sat at the entrance of the cave, and in the cool moonlight, he flipped through the thick, dictionary-like book "The Magic of Immortality" in his hand, and began to recite the words on it.
This "Immortal Path Magic" is profound and obscure, and Luo Jing cannot comprehend it immediately, but he can write down the contents and slowly decipher them later.
The saying that a good memory is worse than a bad pen does not apply to cultivators in the God Summoning Realm.
The monks in the God Summoning Realm have a photographic memory, and the brain is the best carrier of memory.
Luo Jing is waiting.
Waiting for the second half of the night.
He wanted to share the thrill of tonight with Qingxuan, share the joy of obtaining "The Magic of Immortality", and also wanted to share this powerful secret book with Qingxuan.
Soon, the moon reached its zenith and the second half of the night arrived.
Luo Jing, who was sitting at the entrance of the cave, closed the secret book in his hand and put the thick secret book into the magic treasure bag.
He sat cross-legged with his eyes closed and began to call Qingxuan.
He tried to meet his wife who was far away in Lingyun Immortal Sect in his dream.
However, as time passed, there was no response to Luo Jing's call.
He even vaguely felt that he could no longer feel the slightest connection between himself and his wife's soul.
Clearly, before this, he could almost always feel that there was a line in his soul connecting to somewhere far away.
That was the line between him and Qingxuan.
It is this line that closely connects the two people together, allowing them to share each other's cultivation.
But at this moment, Luo Jing could no longer feel this line.
Not only was he unable to get a response from his wife, he couldn't even feel the thread connecting him to her.
This strange situation made Luo Jing open his eyes in the darkness.
There was a flash of panic in his eyes.
His connection with Qingxuan's soul... was interrupted?!
"How is it possible..."
Luo Jing was a little flustered.
He did not panic when he was escaping from the Soul Refining Sect.
He did not panic when he was in danger in the Dayue Palace.
But at this moment, Luo Jing was really panicked.
Being connected to his wife's soul is his greatest comfort after crossing into this world.
A husband and wife from the same world are closely connected and stay with each other through the connection between their spirits and souls. This is an intimate relationship that transcends everything.
It is also the important reason why Luo Jing firmly believes that the couple will eventually be reunited.
Because they can communicate their ideas with each other at any time and work together for the same goal.
But now this line is broken
Luo Jing sat at the entrance of the cave, quickly closed his eyes, tried to sense the existence of the line again, and kept trying to call Qingxuan.
However, all his calls fell on deaf ears and received no response.
He could not feel his wife's presence and had no idea what Qingxuan was doing in Lingyun Immortal Sect now.
The strange sudden change made Luo Jing unable to remain calm.
He was like a failed candidate, constantly refreshing the score on the admission interface, as if expecting to reconnect with Qingxuan in the next second.
But in the end, the score on the admissions screen will not change, and the line between him and Qingxuan will not be reconnected.
When the first ray of morning sunlight shone on Luo Jing's face, his eyes were slightly dull.
After repeated attempts in the second half of the night and thousands of failed calls, Luo Jing felt hopeless.
This time the call failed, which was different from usual.
In the past, even if the couple failed to call out and did not respond to each other's call, they could still vaguely feel each other's spiritual state.
But this time, Luo Jing's call fell on deaf ears, as if he had dialed an empty number and there was no possibility that anyone would respond to him.
"Why did it become like this..."
Luo Jing muttered to himself in the sunshine.
Since the day he traveled through time, he and Qingxuan have been meeting in his dreams.
This kind of connection and the time travel came at the same time, making Luo Jing take it almost for granted, thinking that the two of them would continue in this state forever.
But at this moment, Luo Jing realized that there is no such thing as forever.
The inexplicable connection between the two people's souls has now disappeared inexplicably, without even a reason.
Or maybe…
"Is there actually a reason?"
Luo Jing muttered to himself and suddenly thought of a possibility.
The night before yesterday, he could still meet Qingxuan in his dreams, and everything was normal.
But last night, Luo Jing could not sense Qingxuan's presence.
The biggest difference between them is Luo Jing's cultivation.
Yesterday at noon, Luo Jing successfully broke through to the God Summoning Realm...
In the sunshine, Luo Jing's mind moved, and a fairy in white came down as he called.
A fairy in white clothes stood in front of him, looking at him calmly.