Quietly watching the full moon fall little by little, Xun Yi pondered in his heart about the black-robed man in the Xuantu Split Plains and the matter of the True Yuan Urn.

When the morning dawn first appeared, he tilted his head and waited quietly for the red sun to rise. The red sun really rose, and he didn't know if that direction was really the east, although it was just a kind of illusion, but the sunrise scene that erupted looked quite real, and it could make people feel a little shocked, and when the light group rose, he closed his eyes and began to think about how to persuade Yuchan to let him go to Nanjing Prefecture as a Yiling guard.

He had to let his mind have something to do, otherwise he should think about how anxious the senior brothers and sisters should be at this time, then he couldn't lie down.

Day after day, Xunyi is like a sunflower blown down by the wind and rain, only the head turns back and forth all day long, and on the fifth day, it did rain, it was a drizzle, and it rained all day.

When there was really nothing to think about, it was already the tenth day, he wanted to get up and meditate, and spent the rest of his days by meditating, his mind is very quiet now, and he can indeed meditate, after all, this time the senior brothers and sisters are a little tired at most, and there will be no danger of the Seven Desolations, if that's all, he can't be in a hurry.

But when the thought of meditation appeared, he didn't bother to move, thinking that it was good to lie down for a few more days, and then on the eleventh day he unconsciously entered the state of mindfulness, the last time he unintentionally entered this state in the Seven Desolations, he spent seven days unconsciously, and this time it was twelve days.

When he woke up, he still had that happy smile on the corner of his mouth, and the kind of joy that rippled in his heart was comparable to a broken mirror, so he didn't want to move any thoughts, and he was greedy for three days.

In the early morning of the twenty-seventh day of entering here, he sat up energetically, took out a forbidden spirit fruit from the Qiankun bag, stopped after eating two bites, and then played a pit and buried it, after burying this, he took out several kinds of spirit fruits, and buried them in the ground one by one.

This is purely a whim to coax himself to play, after planting the spirit fruit he grabbed the nearest one of his "fairy dishes" from the ground, this "fairy food" shaped like a shallow plate of parts grow very regular, such as white jade, its delicacy can be compared to a finely carved white jade plate, the middle of the plate grows out of a peach-like thing, this peach is plausible, just a little formal, the texture is also like a plate, but the tip of the peach is quite a bit of a real look, but also slightly pink.

The parts that grow on the tray of "fairy food" are strange, not all of them are like peaches, Xun Yi originally listened to Grandpa Lu and they told about this thing, and the people of Xilin Village, including Grandpa Lu, have never eaten this thing, he occasionally remembered this miraculous delicacy passed down by the people in the village a few years before he embarked on the cultivation path, and every time he would use his divine sense to look for it underground, and then with the improvement of cultivation, the desire for the tongue became weaker and weaker, and he no longer thought about it.

Cutting open the fruit, Xun Yi swallowed his childhood saliva, took a big bite, and after chewing twice, he exhaled a long breath from his nostrils, and looked at the fruit's eyes with a look of disappointment. The taste of "fairy food" is not bad, but for him, a person who feeds on spirit fruits all year round, the taste of "fairy food" is too ordinary, those he just buried are stronger than this, and his disappointment is not all from this unsatisfactory taste, but more from an indescribable feeling, Xilin Village is still there, but the years that belong to him have passed, it is like there is no root.

He ate the "fairy food" one bite at a time, his expression was a little sluggish, like an old man who was about to die and savor his life, no matter how turbulent those past events were, but the heart that had been tired from the vicissitudes of life could not make much waves.

When he ate some support, Xun Yi buried the remaining half of the immortal food into the soil, at this time the corners of his mouth were smiling, he had just experienced the realm of thought for fourteen days, his heart was much clearer than usual, this time it was also a childhood dream, after burying it, he scattered his divine consciousness into the ground, and after carefully selecting it, he grabbed a "fairy food" that looked very good , After sealing a few layers of fresh-keeping prohibitions, he put it into the Qiankun bag, this is what he wants to keep for Xiyang, most of this kid hasn't eaten it yet, imagining the disappointed expression that Xiyang will show, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly bloomed.

After meditating cross-legged for a while, he felt that the spiritual recovery of the Heart Fruit was almost complete, so he slowly stood up, turned his head and flew to the edge of the circle, took a deep breath and played the magic trick that teleported him here to the magic circle, seeing that it didn't work, he played the magic trick to enter the earth ball again, then pouted and snorted, turned around and walked towards the spiritual root vein.

He had expected that there was no hope of getting out with those two tricks, but he had to try it, if he could get out, he would leave here immediately, and then summon Yuchan to send him back, no matter how many treasures were hidden here, he would not care.

After walking around the spiritual root vein, he stopped in front of a handprint drawn with Yin Void Qi, this handprint was facing the direction where he was lying before, he had already seen it, there was nothing to hesitate at this time, he raised his right hand and pressed it on the handprint.

At the beginning, he didn't dare to exert force, seeing that there was no reaction, so he increased his strength, and then used his spiritual power, after the spiritual power was spit out, a great suction force suddenly arose in the place where he pressed, and his spiritual power poured out from the palm of his hand like the water that broke the embankment, and he instinctively retracted it under the shock, and the spiritual power that was sucked suddenly poured back, and the spiritual power was not only withdrawn, but also given away, and a divine consciousness entered his body with the surging spiritual power, and instantly checked him.

Before he could react, his body was in a secret room ten feet square.

After Xun Yi relieved himself, he immediately bowed down and saluted: "The junior is the tenth generation disciple of Zixiao Palace, and I implore the senior to show up. ”

After waiting for a long time and ignoring the answer, Xun Yi bowed down, and said again with a sincere and frightened face: "While saying: "The younger generation is naturally timid, and his cultivation is low, so he can't afford to toss, so don't scare me." ”

After waiting for a while, he still didn't hear any sound, he slowly straightened up, while rolling his eyes to look at the room, and said: "The seniors don't want to give it to the juniors, it must be difficult for the juniors to enter your eyes, if that's the case, don't hesitate, the juniors are a piece of material that is difficult to achieve, although the spiritual eyes are opened, but the Jindan is damaged, and lazy, and even more unintentional cultivation, I have disappointed your high hopes, please let me go, the juniors will never leak half a word." ”