Under the entrance of the cave, there was a vertical passage where the five fingers could not be seen, and the black qi wrapped Yang Xuan kept descending for a moment, and in a short time, he arrived at a huge underground space.

Yang Xuan, who was wrapped in black qi, looked around and found that this was a huge underground palace.

I don't know when this palace was built, but it can be seen that it has been some years old, revealing a quaint taste.

The palace is round, and there are no other objects around it, only on the walls, carved with some strange patterns, Yang Xuan looked carefully, but he didn't recognize the patterns.

In the center of the palace, there is a high platform, about half a meter high.

On the high platform, there is a pool of water about three zhang in circumference, and black liquid is surging in the pool, and a trace of black gas comes out from time to time.

Feeling the aura of the Great Dao emanating from the black liquid, Yang Xuan's heart shook.

Wheel of Yellow Springs!

He immediately thought of the Wheel of Yellow Springs.

It seems that the Yellow Springs Wheel is made from the black liquid here.

Just when Yang Xuan wanted to explore the black pool water, the black qi moved, it wrapped Yang Xuan, and rushed into the pool without any hesitation.

The black pool water poured into Yang Xuan's mouth and nose, but there was no feeling of drowning.

Yang Xuan's eyes were strange, and from the black pool water, he felt a strange black shadow, which seemed to be animals and plants of different shapes.

Even, Yang Xuan's ears were faintly filled with the sound of roaring and roaring.

The black qi sank into the pool with Yang Xuan, and then went all the way down, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the bottom of the pool.

The next moment, a strange vortex seemed to appear at the bottom of the pool.

Just as Yang Xuan was about to scan with his divine thoughts, the black qi instantly accelerated, and he threw himself into the vortex with Yang Xuan.

It was as if he had passed through an unknown passage, and after a long time, Yang Xuan suddenly found himself completely in a weightless environment, surrounded by darkness, unable to see anything clearly.

His thoughts spread out in all directions, but no matter what he did, everywhere his thoughts passed, there was darkness, and nothing else grew.

After a while, Yang Xuan felt an extremely cold aura reaching towards him.

This breath, incomparably cold, incomparably dark, wrapped in a strong dead aura, surrounded Yang Xuan.

For some reason, Yang Xuan keenly felt that there was a trace of curiosity and a trace of exploration in this aura, which seemed to be extremely curious about Yang Xuan and wanted to investigate.

Even, from this cold breath, Yang Xuan also felt an emotion like fear and awe.

After the cold aura circled around Yang Xuan a few times, it seemed that he didn't see anything famous, so he cautiously began to probe into Yang Xuan's body.

The black beads seemed to have completely disappeared, and even Yang Xuan couldn't find any traces.

The cold aura tentatively stretched a trace of breath into Yang Xuan's body, and after turning around, he didn't find anything abnormal.

The cold aura that seemed to be a little relieved hesitated again, and finally seemed to have made up his mind, and all entered Yang Xuan's body.

The black qi entered the body, and at first it was extremely cautious, cautious, and it seemed that he was looking for something, and after he didn't get anything, the cold aura stayed in Yang Xuan's body, and he seemed to be a little disappointed.

After a while, it was ready to leave Yang Xuan's body.

At this moment, the mutation protruded.

A black bead hidden in Yang Xuan's body suddenly appeared, appeared in Yang Xuan's dantian, and instantly emitted strange fluctuations, surrounding the cold aura.

As soon as Hei Zhu appeared, the cold aura was suddenly shocked, and he quickly wanted to leave Yang Xuan's body.

But then, a huge and incomparably majestic aura emanated from the black beads, like mountains and mountains.

Yang Xuan was shocked, he had never seen such an aura emitted by the black beads, and it felt like an angry emperor, facing a courtier who had made a mistake, like heaven and earth, full of indisobedience.

The power of the black beads continued to rise, like a king unleashing a thunderous wrath.

Under this coercion, the cold breath trembled, retreated, retreated, shrunk smaller and smaller, and finally shrunk into a ball.

I don't know how long it took, but the cold breath finally knelt down, like a courtier who had made a mistake, kneeling down in front of the king and repenting.

Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, Yang Xuan felt the cold aura of kneeling very clearly, like a courtier kneeling on the ground, begging the king to spare his life.

Watching all this, Yang Xuan's heart trembled.

He inexplicably developed a feeling, as if this extremely cold aura was originally part of the black beads.

The coercion of the black bead seemed to be loosened by a line, and from the cold breath, there was an extremely joyful feeling.

The next moment, in Yang Xuan's feelings, the extremely cold aura suddenly turned into a line, and then entered the black bead with lightning speed.

The black bead spun rapidly, and it spun faster and faster.

Yang Xuan was stunned and looked at the change of the black bead, not knowing why.

I don't know how long it took, but the rotation of the black bead suddenly stopped, and then, a point of light suddenly appeared inside it.

Yang Xuan was about to probe his divine thoughts, and when he was about to find out, a large amount of information suddenly rushed out from within the black bead and directly entered Yang Xuan's brain.

For a moment, Yang Xuan felt that his head was about to explode, as if someone had taken a huge axe and slashed at his head, making him dizzy and starring.

In an instant, Yang Xuan felt as if he had come to a strange place, this was a huge and incomparably large space, darkness was his eternal theme, and in this space, there was a huge and incomparably large building, which always exuded a simple and mysterious atmosphere.

Countless black shadows surrounded the building, hovering and flying, and let out bursts of terrible screams.

They kept hitting the huge building with their bodies, and even turned themselves into pieces, and disappeared completely, but they didn't stop.

A huge aura permeated the dark shadows, mad and desperate.

Suddenly, a pillar of light shot out of the huge building, reaching into the sky.

In an instant, an extremely cold, extremely cold aura emanated.

The god of Yellow Springs.

Yang Xuan looked at the pillar of light, and his heart shook.

The aura emanating from this pillar of light was exactly the same as that of the god of the Yellow Spring.

The next moment, a black vortex suddenly appeared in the sky, and as soon as the vortex appeared, it began to descend, until it descended to the ground outside the building, and then fell to the ground, turning into a pool of black water.

Some of the black shadows let out a loud cheer, and rushed towards the black pool, like wanderers who had been away for many years, and finally found their home.

At the moment when the black vortex fell to the ground, a strange pattern appeared on the walls of the huge building.

Suddenly, an incomparably pure soul power poured into Yang Xuan's primordial spirit, causing his primordial spirit to grow again.

An extremely comfortable feeling came to wear, making Yang Xuan almost moan out of comfort.

His Yuan Shen grew rapidly, and in a short time he had grown into a seven or eight-year-old child, more agile and lively than before.

With the strength of the Yuan Shen, his cultivation has also been rising, and he is even more powerful than before.

But before Yang Xuan could be happy, a large amount of information poured into Yang Xuan's mind.

A moment later, Yang Xuan's eyes flashed, and there was shock and understanding in them.

He finally understood.

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