I don't know when the wind started, whimpering and sounding, bursts of blows, the rhythm seems to be a person's breathing, one after another, absorbing clearly.

This is the basement level of the Three Temples, where does this wind come from?

This made Xiao Jiansheng suddenly cautious.

In fact, he had already noticed this cold wind, and at first he didn't pay much attention to it, until now, this increasingly strong wind caught his attention, because this wind had affected the rhythm of his breathing, and his breathing had to keep up with the blowing of this wind, otherwise it seemed that something was stuck in his nasal cavity, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

Based on this, Xiao Jiansheng didn't dare to move forward easily, he first quietly felt the space in front of him, maybe because of the wind, he found that the corpse of the Wuji Immortal had become hidden, and it was difficult to accurately perceive it.

After about a stick of incense, Xiao Jiansheng still couldn't know where the wind came from, so he didn't dare to move his position.

However, after a few breaths, he was surprised to find that although he had not moved, the environment around him had changed, and the once dusty strata of the Three Temples had become a barren land, and a faint light had entered his eyes, and he was gray, and he saw dead trees everywhere on the cracked earth.

At this moment, Xiao Jiansheng noticed that there was a big tree in the distance, the trunk was very thick, it should have been very lush, the big tree stretched out a slender branch, like a human arm, and a broken wind chime hung on the branch, the wind chime swayed with the wind, but it could not make a sound, and a corpse that exuded the vicissitudes of life sat directly below the wind chime.

The corpse had its head bowed, its beard and hair were all there, but it had withered like autumn grass, and it still had a loose bun on its head, and it wore a rusty hairpin, and its untextured cloth was covered with dust, and the wind blew, but it could not sweep away a single speck of dust.

Faced with this strange scene, Xiao Jiansheng subconsciously frowned, and quietly condensed a sword of mental power in his hand, just in case.

Xiao Jiansheng adjusted his breathing on the spot to the smoothest point, and then looked at the dry corpse very seriously, and finally confirmed that it was the Wuji Immortal Corpse.

After confirming this, he began to move forward step by step.

When he had taken a dozen steps, he suddenly stopped, staring at the bottom of the tree with an incredible look in his eyes.

I saw that with the Wuji Immortal Corpse as the center, a faint, intermittent huge ring appeared on the dust, although it was not very clear, but the qi emitted by the ring was still there.

This may be the traces left by the painting of the ground as a prison back then, and after countless years, this formation is still there, which shows how terrifying the strength of this Infinite Immortal Weng was at that time.

After a little contemplation, Xiao Jiansheng continued to move forward against the wind.

He landed extremely slightly, for fear of bringing out a little movement, and gradually the outline of the tree became clear, and the outline of the Wuji Immortal Corpse was also clear, if the corpse did not keep his head bowed, he would definitely be able to see his face clearly, as Xiao Jiansheng got closer and closer to the Wuji Immortal Corpse, the gray sky above his head was undergoing subtle changes, the sky seemed to be falling a little bit, and the earth was rising a little bit, but these changes were all happening imperceptibly, Xiao Jiansheng's mind was all on the Wuji Immortal Corpse, and he didn't pay attention to these at all。

Until a certain moment, he

I was shocked to find that the root of the dead tree behind the corpse of the Wuji Immortal was being exposed little by little, and the dead tree that was once lifeless, its roots actually exuded a gossamer-like qi.

When this scene fell in Xiao Jiansheng's eyes, he was a little incredulous, in order to confirm whether this was the real scene or the environment, he simply found and walked to a dead tree, stretched out his hand and touched the trunk, the trunk is indeed real, the texture is clear, the touch is real, but it has been dead for countless years, and there is no life at all.

Next, Xiao Jiansheng didn't dare to approach the Wuji Immortal Corpse easily, he began to sit under the dead tree and think seriously, took off the kettle that Shigong hung on his waist before entering and took a shallow sip, and found that the kettle was filled with wine and not water, and he was not in the mood to care about these at this time.

After resting under the tree for a while, thinking that his state was optimal, Xiao Jiansheng got up and walked to the dead tree.

One step, two steps, three steps......

When Xiao Jiansheng walked to a distance of about thirty zhang from the Wuji Immortal Corpse, the repulsive force that had once began to work, and it was extremely difficult for him to lift his feet every time he lifted his feet, because the sand and dust in the ground were relatively soft, and every time he moved one step hard, his body would be rejected and withdraw half a step, and when it came to the distance of twenty zhang, Xiao Jiansheng was no longer able to lift his legs, although the distance was much closer than before, but he found that with his current strength, he could not get close to the dry corpse.

Xiao Jiansheng sat down against a dead tree again, he looked at the dried corpse from afar, closed his eyes and thought hard, carefully felt the qi emitted by the tree, and then felt the rhythm of the wind, I don't know how long it took, his body was already covered with sand, and even his legs had been buried under the sand.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the whimpering sound was pervasive, even if Xiao Jiansheng covered his ears, it didn't help, and the yellow sand rolled up by the wind turned into sand waves, moving back and forth on the earth, and the surrounding light became more and more intense.

When the surrounding sand and dust overflowed Xiao Jiansheng's chest, his breathing was so weak that he couldn't even feel it, and instead of another breath replaced his breath, this breath came from this heaven and earth, and the sky and the earth maintained the same long absorption, affected by this, Xiao Jiansheng had to adjust his breath again, followed the breath between heaven and earth, and finally inhaled a mouthful of turbid air into his chest.

After a few breaths, Xiao Jiansheng stood up, patted the dust off his body, bowed to the Wuji Immortal Body, and began to stride forward.

This time, his steps were much brisker, as if he had become a dead tree and a grain of dust around him, merging with the world and the world.

When he came to the dead tree, he took a closer look at the dried corpse, which was no different from an ordinary dried corpse, the water loss was serious, and the cloth clothes on his body became very wide, and then he looked at the big dry hands exposed outside the sleeves, which were naturally stacked in front of him, this gesture seemed to be sealing, but Xiao Jiansheng couldn't see any marks on the knot, in short, this gesture made him feel very comfortable, as if a sleeping person's hands were naturally stacked.

Xiao Jiansheng looked like a cat leaning over to look at the face of the Infinite Immortal Corpse, but before doing that, he needed to check his surroundings.

Xiao Jiansheng stretched out the sword of telekinesis in his hand, and slowly approached the mark drawn on the sand in front of him, almost at the touch of a button, and the sword of telekinesis was cut off in half, in an instant

The qi that had been stimulated still made his heart palpitate, so he didn't dare to take the last few steps.

Xiao Jiansheng grinned at the dried corpse, and then looked at the big tree behind him, almost half of the roots were exposed, like a dragon coiled in a day, and there was a strong vitality around the roots, which was slowly spreading to the entire tree, as if this big tree that had been dead for countless years was coming back to life little by little.

It's a little incredible, but it's also reasonable.

Although people cannot be resurrected after death, dead wood definitely exists in spring.

At this moment, Xiao Jiansheng seemed to hear the crisp sound of the wind chime, he quickly raised his head and looked at the wind chime, the wind chime was made of copper, the size of a human head, and there was a copper coin hanging in it that could not see the year name clearly, and it was connected with a very thin rope.

At this time, the wind chimes were swaying with the wind, and the copper coins would occasionally bump the wind chimes, and there would be a not very loud crisp sound.

Jingling......

It's not pleasant at all, it's even a murmur.

Xiao Jiansheng frowned, took a small step back, slowly lowered the cat's waist, and was about to look at the face of the Wuji Immortal Weng who seemed to be a little shy and unwilling to see people, and in an instant, the wind chime seemed to have been hit by something, making a piercing sound, and then, Xiao Jiansheng leaned back in pain, he seemed to be dodging something.

The next moment, Xiao Jiansheng closed his eyes in pain, his body began to tremble violently, and a frost killing aura crawled all over his body from the inside out, first a layer of crystal frost formed on one corner of his body, then the tips of his hair and eyebrows, and soon, his body was wrapped in white frost.

At this moment, he wanted to escape, the farther away the better, but his body couldn't help but control, and even his breathing became involuntary, at this moment, he heard a sigh between heaven and earth in a daze, and then, a thin figure walked in the gray world, holding a wind chime in one hand, and a handful of bright red wild fruits in the other hand, and stuffed the wild fruit into his mouth as he walked, and he didn't chew it at all, so he swallowed it directly.

When Xiao Jiansheng clearly realized this scene, perhaps because he was too nervous, his body shrank tightly, and after one wave of sand, his body was slowly buried.

Soon, the emaciated figure came to him, stopped and began to look at the sand, and after a few breaths, the man stretched out a hand to cut through the sand, picked up a few strands of snow-white hair, rubbed them between his hands, and shook his head.

Then, a cold hand hooked Xiao Jiansheng's chin and slowly lifted it, and began to look carefully, in a daze, Xiao Jiansheng squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Senior...... But the will of the Infinite Immortal?"

The man seemed to be a little excited, the fingers that hooked Xiao Jiansheng's chin trembled slightly, and his voice was also a little trilled: "The end of the law is coming, the world is destroyed in the morning and night, Wuji thought that there is no one in this heaven and earth, but I didn't expect that Wuji was too anxious, since you came, why don't Wuji borrow your body to go back to the world again, the ups and downs of the world, Wuji consciously still has some nostalgia, today's things are really gratifying." ”

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Jiansheng was stunned, shook his head vigorously, and took advantage of the moment of shaking his head, and suddenly had the will to slash at Wuji with a sword.

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