The bottom of the Broken Intestine Cliff was deeper than Qing Ran imagined, and when he fell in his previous life, he was already at the end of the strong crossbow, and he didn't pay attention to its depth. At this time, he fell a few breaths, but before he could reach the end, he must have gone deep into the ground.

After two more breaths, Qingran saw the white mist at the bottom of the Broken Intestine Cliff, and immediately sacrificed the Phantom Light Sword and stepped on it, so as to avoid falling to death before he could find Derpy.

Slowly descend a little, until the whole person is submerged in the thick fog, and the feet are on the ground. The bottom of the cliff was not much different from Qingran's memory, shrouded in a gray fog, visibility was extremely low, and it was all white three feet away.

It is too difficult to search with the naked eye, so Qingran released his divine sense to investigate, and thought that Derpy Pear would fall vertically from above, even if there was some deviation, it would not fall too far.

After a while, Qing Ran's face was a little bad, I don't know what this thick fog was, in addition to limiting the visibility of the naked eye, the divine sense penetration was also extremely viscous. Regardless of the early stage of Qingran Jindan's divine consciousness, it was only one circle larger than the naked eye's visibility, and it could no longer be extended, and there was still no trace of Derpy Pear in this circle.

I have no choice but to take the stupidest method, looking for it little by little, as long as the pear is at the bottom of the cliff, he will be able to find it one day.

groped ahead and walked a way, Qingran suddenly heard some muttering, the woman's glutinous voice seemed to come from all directions, densely into Qingran's mind, but she couldn't tell what she was saying.

"Who is it?" the voice was so noisy that it seemed familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had heard it. Who would be at the bottom of this deserted cliff?

The voice ignored Qing Ran's question, and still muttered to himself, Qing Ran withdrew the scattered divine consciousness into his body, and the voice disappeared without a trace. Then he released some divine sense, closed his eyes and calmed down, and finally heard the direction of the sound clearly.

He opened his eyes and looked in that direction, and after a while, he floated in front of him with the Ghost Light Sword, and clasped a few low-level dungeon talismans in his hand, even if something broke out and hurt someone, it could trap it instantly. After thinking about it, he felt a little difficult to take it lightly, and grabbed the few thunder bombs in his hand before raising his legs and walking in that direction.

The voice was like a whisper in the ear, and it seemed to be far away in the sky, incomparably illusory. Qingran walked in that direction for nearly half a mile, and the voice became clearer, and he vaguely heard a few words, "master", "Yue'er", "come", and the people next to him seemed to be chanting an ancient incantation, and Qingran could hear it in the clouds.

After walking a few more steps, what appeared in front of Qingran was a cliff, obviously on the edge of the bottom of the cliff.

And the strange place was that there was a round pit about six feet square in the ground not far from the cliff, and the sound came from that pit.

Approaching this small pit carefully, the eye is smooth and the pit wall is like a knife, and the bottom of the pit cannot be seen. The Divine Sense probed into it, and before it was clear, it retracted the Divine Sense, and this pit was obviously a little deep, and I didn't know where it leads.

It stands to reason that this is a place with unknown dangers, and Qingran should quickly retreat, and then find Derpy. But when Qingran approached the entrance of this cave, a feeling of blood connection suddenly came up, as if there was a part of him in this pit, tempting him to go down.

In the end, Qingran didn't hold back the thought of going down to find out, and was fully prepared to move down a little bit. On the way down, except for the woman's muttering, there was no other movement, and Qingran did not feel any discomfort.

After about seventy or eighty zhang drops, Qingran finally has a down-to-earth feeling again.

The bottom of the cliff was dimly lit because of the white mist, and the pit was too deep for the light at the bottom of the pit to illuminate the bottom, making it look pitch black. A few glimmers of light appeared in Qingran's palm, and when he looked at the vertical round pit, it didn't seem to have any peculiarities, just an ordinary deep pit, and even the woman's thin voice disappeared. If it weren't for the feeling of blood connection, Qing Ran would definitely feel that he had just hallucinated.

Qingran closed his eyes and felt the feeling of blood connection, and after a while, he realized that this feeling came from under the dirt under the soles of his feet.

Stretch out your palm and press it on the ground, and the closer you get to the pit wall, the more obvious this feeling becomes, until you move to the junction of the ground and the pit wall. Certainly, whatever it was that tempted him, it must be in this position.

After digging into that location a few times with the Phantom Light Sword, he saw a silver, silver, and white thing buried in the dark hard mud, which was particularly conspicuous.

Qing Ran hurriedly accelerated the speed of excavation, and finally saw the original appearance of this thing, it was a piece of silver-white metal, estimated to be the thickness of an arm, with some arc bent to Qing Ran's side.

This made Qing Ran confused, it was indeed this thing that had a familiar feeling with him, but what was this thing?

After a moment's pause, he blessed his palm with a protective charm, and grasped the piece of metal, intending to pick it up and study it.

Qingran's big palm can hold the metal block, but he can't lift it, and the metal block seems to weigh a thousand pounds. Qing Ran had to add a strong spell to his arm, and suddenly the soft texture of the lines became thicker, and the whole arm became thicker.

Qing Ran held back his strength, and lifted it up suddenly, but lifted the metal up, but Qing Ran was startled.

This one brought out a ring the size of a diameter pit, and Qing Ran still held it in one hand. It turned out that a piece of metal in Qingran's eyes was not a section, but a part of the ring, the whole ring was the same size as the pit, buried in the mud, Qingran dug out a small part, and this pull was pulled up in the whole way.

Qingran circled around the circle, and found that the ring looked like an enlarged ring. If it was a ring, how big would it have to be for a person to wear it? The man had to have a finger about six feet in diameter......

Thinking of this, Qing Ran gave up this idea, there is no such huge person in the world, at least no one has seen it at the moment. So what is it? Why does he feel familiar with it? or...... This is the artifact that everyone in the previous life was crazy about?

But what's the use of this thing? Thinking that Qing Ran infiltrated the mana in his body into this ring, the ring absorbed Qing Ran's wisp of mana, only flashed a bright light, and then there was no movement.

Qing Ran turned his eyes to look at the Phantom Light Sword in his hand, and after raising it, he slashed towards the ring with all his strength.

The blade slammed into the ring with a loud sound, shaking Qingran's mind and his palms numb in this small space. Looking closely, the ring was unscathed, but the ghostly light sword in Qingran's hand was missing, and the blade was missing a few small openings, and the spirituality was lost a few points.

This convinced Qing Ran that even if this thing was not an artifact, it was a pretty good refining material. His Phantom Light Sword is forged by Liluonan using dark iron and red alchemy, coupled with the large and small prohibitions carved on it, the hard Cheng dù and the sharp Cheng dù are very good, only one step away from the medium-grade magic weapon, but it can't shake this ring in the slightest.

No matter what it is, if you hand it over to Elder Qian to refine it, you will know its effect, just imagine how many magic weapons can be refined with such a large ring?

How can there be a reason to return empty-handed in Debao Mountain, and now I am worried about how to bring this ring out. I don't know if this special material can be stored in its rough and simple storage bag.

Anyway, I had to give it a try, so I was going to put the ring in the storage bag. After a pause, the ghost made a miracle, and Qing Ran released his divine sense and headed towards the ring.

The moment the consciousness touched the ring, it penetrated into the ring without hindrance, but it was strange that the consciousness did not exert its effect, and there was nothing. Then the consciousness was not controlled by Qingran, and it poured towards the ring like flowing water.

Qing Ran's face turned pale, not only because of the excessive loss of divine consciousness, but also because of the situation he was about to face. Divine consciousness is not a soul but a mind, and thoughts are born from the heart, based on the innate spirit and spirit. Before the transformation period, the primordial spirit cannot leave the body independently, and there is no entity, and what is released outside the body on weekdays is the spirit.

Excessive mental depletion is at most exhaustion, and it can be restored through self-cultivation, and the source of the divine consciousness is the original spirit and the mind, and if the spiritual depletion is exhausted and the divine consciousness is continued to be consumed, you will face the danger of the loss of the original mental mind.

He couldn't cut off the infusion of divine consciousness no matter what, and at this rate, he would soon hurt the origin.

Qing Ran intends to forcibly split the mind in order to cut off the connection with the ring, although this method is extremely painful, but it is much better than losing his life or becoming a walking corpse.

Just when Qingran pinched the trick, his eyes suddenly went dark, he lost consciousness, and the whole person collapsed to the ground. Qing Ran didn't see it, and when he fell to the ground, the ring stopped absorbing his divine sense, emitting a faint green light, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only Qing Ran lying on the ground at the bottom of the pit.

"The host...... The owner ......" the woman's sweet and greasy voice echoed in the air.

It was clear and muddy, and it felt as if it was floating in the air. The voice made Qingran's thoughts return, he opened his eyes suddenly, and subconsciously touched the ghostly light sword on the side, but he felt empty.

When I looked closely, I realized that I was not in the pit before I fainted, but in a gray space.