But it was precisely because of his indifference that he missed this opportunity.
Zheng Shiyi walked slowly along the way, and occasionally met a few people on the road. Without exception, none of these people could recognize him.
And these people, none of them were interested in a person who was already so weak, and they didn't pay attention to him at all.
As time passed, the martial arts golden elixir in his body showed no tendency to take shape. Zheng Shiyi could only look for various heavenly materials and earthly treasures in an effort to maintain his body.
It's just that his strength is too weak and he can only look for ordinary medicinal materials.
"I don't know if that guy Mo Xing has walked on the road to becoming a saint. If he were by my side at this time, I wouldn't be so miserable. It would be better if that perverted tiger or Xiao Xi were here. Unfortunately, they are all In that path of sanctification.”
Zheng Shiyi leaned under a big tree, panting heavily and adjusting his breathing. His body was too weak now, and he had to rest for a long time every time he moved.
"Buzzing..."
Suddenly, there was a burst of sound in the surrounding air without any warning. The sound was very small at first, but soon expanded rapidly. Slowly, there were even ripples in the air like ripples in the water.
"What's going on?" Zheng Shiyi raised his head and looked at the sky above his head in confusion. The sky in the distance seemed to be collapsing. It was constantly oscillating and oscillating. The originally sunny sky suddenly became gloomy, layer by layer. The dark clouds shrouded down, and among the dark clouds, the image of the moon rose faintly.
The surroundings were plunged into darkness.
The darkness came suddenly and went even more suddenly. It only lasted for a dozen breaths, but the sky cleared up again. The sun rose. Before it reached its highest point, the world became dark again...
The whole world suddenly became bright and clear, and the sun and moon appeared alternately.
Suddenly, Zheng Shiyi felt that the big tree behind him began to tilt to one side, and the entire ground began to surge, as if it was about to roll toward the sky, while the sky above his head was pressing down.
"The sky and the earth turn upside down, the sun and the moon alternate... This kind of scene is a sign that the Holy Tomb is about to close. Three days, after these signs appear, the Holy Tomb will be closed in three days!"
Zheng Shiyi's heart suddenly tightened. He looked at the direction of the collapse of the sky in the distance and ran towards it. Before entering the Holy Tomb, the master once said that three days before the Holy Tomb was closed, several exits would appear in the Holy Tomb. After the sky collapsed, Zheng Shiyi's heart suddenly tightened. The ground is the exit.
If you cannot leave the Holy Tomb within three days, then all the people in the Holy Tomb, without exception, will perish!
"The Holy Tomb is closed at this time. Maybe this is a good thing for me. My body is getting weaker and weaker. It is also difficult to find the elixir. If I stay in this Holy Tomb any longer, I may really be killed by myself. The golden elixir of martial arts was sucked into a mummy.
After leaving the Holy Tomb, he might have a chance to find his master. "
The surrounding environment began to become more and more bad. Slowly, the ground even began to crack. The strong winds in the air kept whistling and blowing. There were even occasional lightning flashes in the sky and falling to the ground.
Zheng Shiyi walked all the way towards the collapse of the sky.
Running while looking at the mountains can break your legs, but running while looking at the sky can also break your legs.
The cave seemed to be not far away within sight, but after running all the way, it took three days to reach it.
Below where the sky collapsed and above the earth, streams of dense air gathered. From a distance, it seemed like a long river flowing through the earth.
It seems that because the speed is too slow, everyone else has left, but the surroundings are unusually quiet.
"This is the exit from the Holy Sepulchre."
Zheng Shiyi stepped forward and walked into the dense air.
Exit of the Holy Sepulchre.
Figures gathered here one by one, talking constantly, and almost everyone's eyes fell on the exit.
"It seems that Zheng Shiyi has never come out."
"Tell me, could he have come from somewhere else?"
"Impossible. Although there are many exits in the Holy Tomb, no matter which exit you come out of, you will come out from this place. There is only this one general exit outside the Holy Tomb. This is absolutely unmistakable. There’s nowhere to leave but here.”
"Zheng Shiyi hasn't come out yet. There are so many of us watching. If he comes out, we will find him. He is either dead or still in the Holy Tomb!"
"With that demon's strength, I'm afraid there aren't many people in the Holy Tomb who can kill him. I think he must be trapped somewhere and unable to get out of the Holy Tomb."
"No matter what happens, as long as he remains in the Holy Tomb, he is dead."
Wu Qiuxun stood at the front of the crowd, staring at the direction of the exit. His whole body was shaking unconsciously because of nervousness. If he came out, his disciple would definitely come out!
I have already told Shiyi about the danger inside. Shiyi has now broken through and become invincible under the Hou Realm. No one can kill him inside, so he will be fine.
Suddenly, there was a wave of fluctuation at the exit, and a figure slowly walked out.
For an instant, everyone around them completely held their breath and looked at the figure who walked out.
At this time, it is almost time for the exit of the Holy Tomb to be closed. Those who can walk out of the Holy Tomb have already walked out. From just now to now, no one has walked out in half an hour.
But now there is someone coming out, can't it be Zheng Shiyi
Wu Qiuxun's eyes suddenly shot out a ray of light, and he looked over expectantly.
It was only a short breath or two, but he felt as if he had experienced a reincarnation for a long time. Finally, the inverted figure walked out of the mist, revealing an extremely thin figure that seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind.
"Who is this person?"
"Such a thin person. What did this person go through inside? How could he be so thin?"
"He has practiced some kind of martial arts, and he must have gone crazy."
"No matter who he is, as long as it's not Zheng Shiyi."
When everyone saw the figure walking out clearly, they all let out a sigh of relief.
Wu Qiuxun's eyes, filled with anticipation, instantly dimmed. It wasn't the Ten Wings, it wasn't actually the Ten Wings. The exit was about to be closed. Why hadn't the Ten Wings come out yet
"Buzzing..."
There was a buzzing sound in the air, and the dense air that had gathered in one place suddenly began to vibrate, drifting around, and disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.
"The exit is closed!"
"It's closed, no one can come out anymore!"
"When the Holy Tomb is closed, the world inside will collapse and everyone inside will die. If Zheng Shiyi didn't come out, he is dead this time!"
"Senior brother, senior brother, he didn't come out either..."
"It's closed. It's closed like this. I haven't come out yet. I'm only seventeen. I'm already at the peak of my human realm. I still have a lot of future. He..."
The Holy Tomb was closed, and voices continued to be heard. Many people in the crowd had their senior brothers, partners, or brothers and sisters who had never appeared. At this moment, some of them were crazy, some were shouting, and some fell to the ground. , and some crashed.
"Disciple... Disciple, he really didn't come back. It shouldn't be, I shouldn't let the disciple enter the Holy Tomb." Wu Qiu looked at the mist of energy that had completely dissipated, and felt that the world was spinning. , completely collapsed.
His disciple Zheng Shiyi was only in the heavenly realm when he left, but in the Holy Tomb, he broke through to the pinnacle of Zhunhou, becoming invincible under the title of prince.
Such a talent was something that even he had never seen before, but Shiyi...
A drop of tears welled up in Wu Qiuxun's sunken eyes, and then he opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of bright red blood.
The blood fell to the ground, dyeing the ground beneath him scarlet.
Wu Qiuxun's already old face seemed to be dozens of years old again at this moment. His body that was originally standing upright suddenly stooped, and he swayed backwards, leaning on a boulder for a moment, with a face like Looking at the place where the mist of energy disappeared with a look of death, he kept muttering to himself: "He didn't come back, my only disciple didn't come back..."
master!
Zheng Shiyi walked out of the exit and saw the front of the crowd. He spat out a mouthful of blood. Wu Qiuxun, who fell on the boulder, suddenly felt a cramp in his heart. Master, master was so sad that he vomited blood because he didn't see him!
Master, don't be anxious, your apprentice is out, he is here!
You are already injured, and you cannot add to your injuries because of your disciple.
Zheng Shiyi looked at the grief-stricken and almost collapsed master, feeling anxious in his heart. He was not dead yet, he was here, but at this time, he couldn't recognize his master yet.
I have killed too many people in the Holy Tomb, and my cultivation level has improved so much that I am afraid that everyone is afraid of me now.
If his identity is exposed, everyone will definitely take action. When the time comes, not only will he die, but he will also implicate his master.
Even though I was here, I saw my master was so sad, but I couldn't recognize him. I, this disciple, was really a wicked disciple!
Zheng Shiyi suppressed the grief in his heart and walked towards the crowd with his head lowered. Although others could not recognize him in his current appearance, there were so many people. Standing alone in one place was still too conspicuous. Who knew? Someone will recognize you, and it is safest to hide yourself among the crowd.
The Holy Tomb has been closed, and everyone has begun to return.
Wu Qiuxun didn't pay attention to anyone at all. He just flew away in despair, his figure indescribably desolate.
Zheng Shiyi mingled among the crowd and walked towards the Sword Controlling Sect at a much slower speed than others.
It arrived very quickly, but when he returned, it took him three days longer than before to reach the gate of the Knife Control Sect.
I don't know if it's because there are too many disciples who died in Zi Sheng's tomb, but the Sword Controlling Sect seems to be more depressed than before.
In the past, there were two rows of people standing in front of the mountain gate, but only four disciples were guarding it.
(End of chapter)