misty valley
Due to the need to absorb the aura of heaven and earth and replenish the nearly dried-up true energy in his body, Zhao Rui temporarily stayed at Jingshuimen to practice "Eight Desolation Killing Immortals" in seclusion.
Naturally, Sun Xiaolan and the others also stayed together.
Although Jingshuimen failed to hold the Xianci Conference, but because they knew that Zhao Rui and Xuanling were good friends, they allowed Zhao Rui and others to live in Jingshuimen and did not drive them away.
Zhao Rui stayed in his room, got rid of all distracting thoughts, and used the "Eight Desolation Killing Immortal Art" to absorb the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth and replenish the real energy in his dantian.
Five days passed in a flash, and it was the sixth day.
The true qi in Zhao Rui's dantian has been replenished almost, and has basically returned to its original state.
Zhao Rui was very satisfied with this, and he was about to finish his work.
Suddenly, a roar like spring thunder exploded in his ears!
Immediately, his whole body was spinning, and the scene in front of him began to be distorted and deformed rapidly!
The room disappeared, surrounded by endless darkness, in this darkness, he kept falling, as if falling into a bottomless abyss,
Zhao Rui was taken aback, he had never encountered such a situation in the process of cultivation!
Is it the so-called obsession
Zhao Rui thought in this way, trying to regain control of his body.
However, his body is completely out of his control.
This situation lasted for nearly half a minute, and then Zhao Rui found that the feeling of dizziness began to disappear, and his figure began to stabilize.
He suddenly discovered that he was no longer in the closed room, but outside, above a valley.
Am I not mirroring Minato? Why are you here all of a sudden? How is this going
Thinking this way, Zhao Rui looked at the surrounding environment carefully.
In the sky, the lead-like cloud layer is low, and there are faint thunder and lightning flickering in it.
The valley below was covered in white mist.
Through the gaps in the thick fog, he could see that it was an astonishingly desolate valley.
There is no sunlight in the valley, and there are huge bare rocks everywhere. Occasionally, a few plants protrude from the cracks in the rocks, but they all look hideous and lifeless.
The whole valley gives people a lifeless feeling.
Zhao Rui frowned involuntarily, wondering why he came here.
At this moment, a thunderous voice suddenly resounded in the clouds: "Echoing" non-stop in the sky: "Book of Conferred Gods! Book of Conferred Gods!"
Zhao Rui suddenly realized that all doubts were resolved in an instant.
It turned out that this was a dream! It was a revelation to himself!
The next page of the Book of Conferred Gods is in this valley!
Before Zhao Rui had time to get excited, a violent burning sensation suddenly came from the ancient tattoo on his back.
The burning sensation was so intense, as if it was going to burn his soul, it was unbearable for him.
Zhao Rui groaned in pain, and carried it straight down from a high altitude.
With a soft "dong", Zhao Rui fell headfirst to the floor.
The valley, the clouds, and the mysterious voice all disappeared without a trace, and he was still in the room of Jingshuimen.
Zhao Rui gritted his teeth, bearing the pain caused by the recurrence of the curse, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
This time the curse seems to be more powerful.
He tried his best to keep his hand steady, and took out the three pages of the Book of Conferred Gods that he had obtained from the Qiankun Ring.
The soft water-blue light immediately emanated from the pages of the book, enveloping him in it.
If it was before this, the light of the Book of Conferred Gods would soon be able to suppress his curse and eliminate his pain.
However, this time, the suppressing power of the Book of Conferred Gods seems not to be as strong as before.
It took a long time to relieve Zhao's pain bit by bit.
When the burning sensation completely subsided, Zhao Rui lay on the floor and let out a heavy breath. His hair was already soaked in sweat.
He already understood that the power of the three pages of the Book of Conferring Gods that he had obtained to suppress the curse in his body had begun to gradually weaken.
If he didn't want to endure such pain anymore, he had to find more pages of the Book of Conferred Gods as soon as possible.
Zhao Rui began to recall the dream just now.
This is a very strange thing. Although he has been reminded by dreams twice, they were both in sleep, but this time he was cultivating, and he entered the dream directly, which is a bit weird.
However, he didn't think deeply, but began to think about the specific location of that mysterious valley.
Recalling it carefully, the environment near the valley, and the surrounding area of the valley, seem to be all boundless mountains, which are endless.
Zhao Rui suddenly thought of a situation,
Could that valley be in the Kunlun Mountains
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was such a possibility.
So, he jumped up from the floor and ran to ask the owner of Jingshuimen.
"A lifeless valley?" After listening to Zhao Rui's description, the master of Jingshuimen pondered for a moment, then looked at Zhao Rui and said, "There is indeed a valley in the Kunlun Mountains, which is very similar to the description described by fellow Taoists. However, fellow daoists ask this for what?"
Seeing that his guess was confirmed, Zhao Rui couldn't help being very happy, so he said with a smile: "I heard by accident that there is such a valley, and the scenery is quite different from other places. So, I want to visit there."
"Really?" The master of Jingshuimen stared at Zhao Rui for a while, then said calmly, "If that's the case, I advise fellow Taoists not to go to that valley. There are poor mountains and bad waters, extremely desolate, and there is no beautiful scenery You can see."
Zhao Rui smiled and said: "Desolation is also a kind of beauty. I like to see desolate things. Sect master, I have been friends with Master Xuanling for many years, and I hope you will take the sake of Master Xuanling and tell me about the place. Grateful."
The subject of Jingshuimen said earnestly: "I know that you and Taoist Xuanling are good friends. I have heard Xuanling mention it, so I hope you don't go to that valley. It is not a safe place!"
Zhao Rui was even more curious: "What is the origin of that valley? Can the owner tell me about it?"
The master of Jingshuimen was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "I don't know the specific situation. It is just that there is an entrance to the underworld in that valley. In order to prevent outsiders from accidentally opening the entrance, It is also to prevent the ghosts in the underworld from escaping. Since ancient times, there has been a sect that guards the valley. Anyone who enters the valley will be killed without mercy. Therefore, I advise you that it is best not to go."
Zhao Rui didn't pay attention to Jingshuimen's advice, and then asked, "Where is that valley?"
Master Jingshuimen saw that Zhao Rui was so stubborn, so he could only sigh and told him, "Fly about two hundred kilometers to the southwest from here, and you will be able to see the valley."
"Thank you, Sect Master." Zhao Rui cupped his fists, thanked him, and then turned and left.
Back at the residence, Zhao Rui called for Sun Xiaolan, Yun Fei and Shi Shen, and told them that he had other important matters, so they should go down the mountain and go home first.
Yun Feibai waited for several days, naturally her face was full of displeasure, she pouted and muttered for a long time.
Sun Xiaolan told Zhao Rui carefully, telling him to be careful and not to take risks lightly.
Zhao Rui naturally agreed.
After parting from Sun Xiaolan and the others, Zhao Rui stretched out his body, took the wind and flew towards the southwest.
It was estimated that he was almost there, so Zhao Rui slowed down his flight speed, lowered his altitude, and began to search carefully for traces of that valley.
After searching for thirty minutes like this, Zhao Rui finally found the valley that had appeared in his dream.
In the valley, there are misty clouds and misty rocks, which appear mysterious and silent.
Zhao Rui obeyed the warning of the master of Jingshui Gate, so instead of flying directly into the valley to find the pages of the Book of Conferred Gods, he landed at the mouth of the valley.
On the cliff at the mouth of the valley, a large area was flattened, exposing the rock wall bare.
On the rock wall, three large characters are deeply engraved: "Yin Mist Valley".
These three big characters are sharp and exquisite, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
There is a line of small characters next to the big characters to dissuade: the valley is dangerous, no idler can enter, once entering the valley, life and death are at your own risk.
Zhao Rui twitched the corner of his mouth, ignored it, and walked towards the valley.
Clouds and mist filled the valley, and the air was overwhelming. Even Zhao Rui's eyes were extremely sharp, but it was difficult to penetrate ten meters away.
However, his perception was not greatly affected, and he was able to detect the surrounding situation clearly.
This valley is indeed desolate, with huge bare rocks everywhere, almost no living species, and the few black plants that are occasionally seen are also very ugly, and they are full of resentful spirits. It's almost like a plant growing from hell.
Zhao Rui walked for a long time without any obstruction or danger.
He couldn't help being a little strange, because this situation seemed to be somewhat different from the description of Master Jingshuimen.
Zhao Rui's idea just popped up in his mind, when a rough voice came from deep in the thick fog.
"Who are you? Why did you break into the valley of mist!"
Naturally, Zhao Rui would not tell the truth about his reason for coming. He rolled his eyes and replied, "I lost my way when I was traveling in the mountains. I accidentally broke into the valley. Please forgive me."
"Travel? Hmph, travel to this barren mountain and wild place? Who do you want to deceive?"
As soon as the man in the fog finished speaking, Zhao Rui felt a strong wave of spiritual power, and he approached him quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of him.
This is an old man of indeterminate age, with messy white hair like a bird's nest. He was wearing a dirty robe, which was full of stains and hadn't been washed for an unknown amount of time. He was carrying a huge wine gourd on his back, reeking of alcohol.
The old man stared at Zhao Rui with a pair of bull's eyes, looked up and down for a while, and then said: "Stinky boy, tell me honestly, what is your origin, what is your plan for coming to our Dark Mist Valley? Don't talk nonsense with me." What kind of shit travel, you think my eyes are blind?"