Ling Jiuxiao didn't expect the sudden change, and Ge Zheng didn't expect it. He had just been pulled into the tomb when he sensed the problem.

Under normal circumstances, the Bagua Diagram in his body would quickly subside and reappear after draining his vitality, but now the Bagua Diagram was still in his palm, and the rich death qi enveloped his whole body, and a wisp of vitality was entrenched in the Yin Yang Fish, unable to spread.

Ge Zheng panicked, a short period of dead qi would not make people fall into death, but it was difficult for him to activate his vitality when he was wrapped in dead qi all the time.

The dead air in the tomb was even stronger, firmly locking on Ge Zheng and suppressing his wisps of vitality.

Half an hour later, Ge Zheng's body lost control, his soul was suppressed into the black and white disc of the sea of qi, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

His consciousness is very clear, but like a walking corpse, his body is completely uncontrolled by the soul, and even the soul can no longer perceive the existence of the body, only boundless darkness.

The flesh is the flesh, the soul is the soul, Ge Zheng's state is precarious, and when his soul and the body are completely lost in this way, it is the time when his soul returns to reincarnation.

There is only a ray of vitality that keeps his soul in his body, but this small vitality is like a lamp in a broken temple, which may be extinguished at any time.

The soul was confined to the black and white disc, but the body began to move, and I don't know how long it took in between, Ge Zheng even faintly felt that his body had grown taller.

His body was not decaying, he stood on the ground with a hollow look in his eyes, and walked towards a place.

Unable to perceive the situation outside, Ge Zheng just knew that his body was moving, he was flustered, the change came too suddenly, the boundless darkness shrouded him, he didn't know the passage of time, he didn't smell the beauty of space, this world had nothing to do with him.

Time passed, the movement of the body became faster and faster, and he gradually recovered his cultivation, the time experienced was very long, Ge Zheng didn't know how long it took, but he could sense the changes in his body, his height was twenty centimeters taller than before, which meant that he had spent at least two or three years in the tomb, or even longer.

In the boundless darkness, Ge Zheng was already numb, his consciousness began to trance, his supernatural powers were fading, and the Illusory Flame Soul Concealing Technique in the Sea of Consciousness had no soul support, and gradually collapsed, revealing his true face.

His Yutian Azure Mangyan flame was also uncontrollable, flying out of his body, not knowing where it flowed, and the only thing that accompanied him was the divine power he had comprehended and the black and white disc in the dantian.

What scared Ge Zheng the most was that his body already had a certain consciousness, which did not belong to him, it was derived from the physical body and controlled the actions of the body.

The supernatural powers were dissipated, and everything he had accumulated through his previous hard cultivation was disintegrating, and only his own supernatural powers were retained.

There was no sun or moon in the tomb, but a pale yellow light filled the surroundings.

There is no life around, there is no life, in the entire tomb, only a wisp of life in Ge Zheng's body, and the others are dead things, but Ge Zheng can't see it, these dead things are all moving, and they seem to be busy with the same thing, including Ge Zheng's body, busy every day, the only difference is that his body has begun to have an autonomous consciousness, as if he wants to get out of the control of the tomb.

Because he couldn't perceive the situation in the outside world, Ge Zheng didn't know how big it was, but he knew that it must be big, and his body traveled hundreds of miles every day, never walking through the repetitive terrain.

In Ge Zheng's consciousness, there was only boundless darkness, and his soul was entrenched in the black half of the black and white disc, and the white disc was also transforming towards black.

White means vitality, and black means death.

Ge Zheng's vitality has stopped running, only the black and white disc slowly rotates to ensure the survival of his wisp of vitality, if it were not for the existence of the black and white disc, Ge Zheng would be swallowed by the dead qi at the moment of falling into the tomb, and completely died.

With the continuous improvement of the new consciousness in the body, Ge Zheng's soul was suppressed to the depths of the disc, not daring to move, at this time he was completely dead, this consciousness is a dead spirit, if he appears, he must not be the opponent of the dead air.

The darkness was boundless, Ge Zheng was numb, but he didn't dare to sleep, he was afraid that if he slept it would be forever.

In the outside world, after three years of activity, the dead qi in Ge Zheng's body gave birth to spirituality, which is not a soul, but it is conscious, such as the mountains and stones become essences, such as the rivers, lakes and seas become spirits, although there is consciousness, but it is not a soul.

There are thousands of corpses in the tomb, and the only one who can give birth to consciousness is Ge Zheng's body, just because of an object he carried.

After the birth of Lingzhi, Ge Zheng was at a loss, he had no memory, he didn't know where he was, and he didn't know what to do, he was busy every day, back and forth, day after day under the guidance of the tomb.

After three years, Ge Zheng finally began to feel bored, he broke away from the will of the tomb, and began to sit cross-legged and think.

Sometimes, he would pick up a small stone and think about what it was.

Sometimes, he would pick up his bag and wonder what it was.

More often than not, he would observe the busy army of the walking dead, watching them go back and forth, not knowing what they were doing.

Until one day, this spiritual wisdom discovered the black and white disc in his body, discovered the existence of vitality, he was like a child, stumbling, groping and urging vitality.

For a few months, he catalyzed the vitality into a wisp of flame, jumped up happily, he couldn't speak, just 'babbling', very happy.

The vitality turned into a flame, one of the symbols of officially stepping into the realm of Vientiane.

A consciousness derived from death qi not only gradually has the ability to control the vitality, but also breaks through to the realm of Vientiane, although it took him three years to learn to urge the vitality, this speed is slow, but he has no guidance, completely watching himself groping, the talent can be seen.

Self-born consciousness, another manifestation of the Great Dao, this kind of existence is often easier to touch the essence of the practice.

For example, some mountain and stone spirits only open their spiritual intelligence for hundreds of thousands of years, and after their spiritual intelligence is opened, they will advance by leaps and bounds.

In the past three years, some major events have happened in the outside world.

Hua Xuan fell, and the integration of the Ling Yu Sect was extremely shocked, completely closed the mountain, and forbade anyone to go out.

Nie Hanshuang was haunted, this power that should have died appeared again, his cultivation did not fade at all, not to mention, there was a strange frost spear in his hand, the cold was permeated, and even the soul could be frozen.

With more and more activities, Nie Hanshuang gradually regained his spiritual intelligence, although his memory has not yet recovered, but he also learned his identity from others, the former sect master of the Nine Frost Sect.

Ling Jiuxiao couldn't go out of retreat, his soul was entangled by the soul silk, as long as the Great Elder had a thought, his soul would be detained and become the main medicine of the Twin Pills, he hid in the cave and rummaged through the classics, looking for an opportunity to break through, as long as he became above the Yuan painting, he could break free from the control of the soul silk.

The Fire Poison Emperor Zun escaped into the Xuanshuang Cave, so that the people of the Ling Yu Sect did not dare to continue to attack, and in other places, the Fire Poison Emperor would be afraid of the masters of the Ling Yu Sect, but in the Xuanshuang Cave, he was fearless.

Ge Zheng didn't know all this, his consciousness sank into darkness, and he didn't know when he would see a ray of light.

Three years is only a short part of Yuan Xiu's long life, but if he has been in the dark and can't even perceive the passage of time, then three years is a long journey.

Without a hint of turnaround, as the spirit of the birth of the dead qi broke through to the realm of Vientiane, Ge Zheng's soul could only shrink into the disc, not daring to make any movement, he didn't even dare to sense the movement of his body anymore, completely disconnected from the outside world.