Wang Weijun's divine consciousness extended along Mi Xiaojing's arm, and here, his divine consciousness really couldn't be swept around. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After touching the metal ball slightly, Wang Weijun's divine sense immediately retracted.

"This ball is a bit similar to the core of the Little Xuantian Array, but ...... I'm not sure if it's a trap or a treasure trove!"

"Logically speaking, this should not be a trap, the Buddha sect did not regard me as an enemy from beginning to end, and this door also appeared after I bowed, if it was a trap...... It doesn't make sense!"

"Well, that's true, the old man also thinks it's a trap that doesn't make sense, so let's try it. ”

This kind of test is actually very simple, as long as Mi Xiaojing touches the metal ball, then he will be involved in it, here can not be tested with the mantra chain, which involves the difference between there and non-phase, the transformation of the real and the illusory, which is not explorable.

Mi Xiaojing was excited, if this is really a treasure, then this harvest will definitely be not small.

Reaching out and touching the metal ball, it felt like touching hot water, and his fingers instantly sank into the metal, giving him a very strange feeling, and then, everything around him was spent.

The speed of the virtual and real transformation was extremely fast, and in less than a second, Mi Xiaojing found that the surroundings had completely changed.

Nine golden giant pillars, a small platform, what surprised Mi Xiaojing the most was that there was still a person sitting on the platform, he glanced at it suddenly, and he was really startled, it was really unexpected, because in his thoughts, no one should appear here, whether it is a treasure or a trap.

Dead or alive?

The first thing Mi Xiaojing noticed was the man's long hair, the white hair stretched all the way to the edge of the golden pillar, scattered like an open folding fan, and then he looked at the man's eyebrows, the white eyebrows went down the shoulders and extended to the ground, the man's head hung down slightly, but Mi Xiaojing could still see his face.

Jet-black skin, deep-sunken eye sockets, and a skeletal appearance, which is even more miserable than the skeleton face of the ancestor of Gusaka at the beginning, the real bones are left under the skin, the lips can no longer be covered, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and the neck is extremely thin, as if there is only one vertebrae left.

He was wearing a bright red monk's robe, this robe was brand new, and there were countless prohibitions on the monk's robe, and it was precisely because of these prohibitions that this monk's robe could last for a long time.

The nine giant pillars formed a space, and the smoke clouds outside the giant pillars rolled out, and it was impossible to see the distance at all.

Mi Xiaojing was a little confused, because the other party was motionless, just sitting upright, looking more like a corpse, but I don't know why, Mi Xiaojing has a problem with his intuition, this person seems to be alive, this feeling is so strong, so he can't look at the other party as a corpse.

He really didn't dare to approach, he had a strong sense of awe for the Buddha, and he didn't dare to blaspheme.

Mi Xiaojing sat down cross-legged and began to recite the mantra, wanting to surpass this person, but before he began to recite a few words, he heard a voice sound from the bottom of his heart: "Mo Nian...... Mo Nian ......"

Shocked, Mi Xiaojing stopped reciting the mantra and looked up at the person opposite, he could understand these two words, ancient Buddhist text!

"You...... Are you alive?"

Mi Xiaojing also used the ancient Buddhist text, although he said it more difficult, but it is a standard ancient Buddhist text, which is also the credit of the mantra, he is proficient in many languages that have been lost.

"Not dead yet...... But it's dying, if you ...... again If you read it any longer, you will ...... You read it to death......"

Mi Xiaojing looked at him curiously, this person's body trembled slightly, and there was a slight clicking sound all over his body.

"Old man, this man is still alive!"

"Don't be nervous, observe first!"

Mi Xiaojing found that when this person woke up, the strong sense of threat before disappeared, and a flat breath eased his nervous mood.

This man has no malice!

Mi Xiaojing relaxed a little.

"Wait...... It's been too long......"

Mi Xiaojing said: "Okay!"

The man trembled even more, the white hair that lay down was fluctuating like a wave, and his body made a dense clicking sound, which was extremely weird.

Mi Xiaojing secretly communicated with Wang Weijun: "Old man, this person should have been here for a long time, how could he live for so long?"

Lingshan Dayu should belong to the holy land of ancient Buddhism, there are still people here, it is really amazing, according to the estimation of Mi Xiaojing, the existence time of Lingshan Dayu can be calculated for 100,000 years, and it may even be longer, how did this person survive?

Wang Weijun couldn't understand it either, he said: "I don't know, if he lived in the outside world for so long, I wouldn't think it was strange, but he could live in such a closed space until now...... It's incredible!"

Mi Xiaojing couldn't help but sweep it with his divine sense, and the man said, "Don't ...... Don't look at ......."

"I'm sorry, I'm a little curious...... Buddha compassion!"

"No...... No need to apologize......"

After Mi Xiaojing's divine sense was swept, he suddenly found a big problem, this person's soul seemed to be about to disperse, that is, it was difficult for this person to live.

Mi Xiaojing said, "You, do you need help?" He couldn't bear to watch this person struggle so much.

"Huh...... You, you can't help...... Ahem......"

"Not necessarily!"

The man's divine sense swept over, and he said in surprise: "Hey, Immortal Buddha double cultivation...... You, you, how could you ......"

When the other party's divine sense swept over, Mi Xiaojing immediately felt it, as if the warm sun was shining on his body, making him feel very comfortable, peaceful, indifferent, without the slightest smell of fireworks, he suddenly felt a kind of emotion, he saw more cultivators in the cultivation realm, and it was the first time he felt this kind of desirelessness.

"If there is...... Well, the fairy stone will help me a little bit......"

Mi Xiaojing didn't hesitate to take out a fairy stone and said, "Is this this?" The palm-sized fairy stone flashed with a faint glow.

The man said, "There really is...... Well, this stuff kind of helps......"

Mi Xiaojing raised his hand, and the immortal stone flew out, very slowly, as if floating past, and soon landed on the man's cross-legged monk's robe.

The man's hand slowly poked out from the monk's robe and grabbed the immortal stone, his hand left a deep impression on Mi Xiaojing, thin as bamboo, the bone joints were protruding, this hand was very large, black and shiny, and it was also skin and bones.

In a few breaths, Mi Xiaojing saw that the immortal stone had turned into powder, and his whole person was not good, this absorption was too fast, and it was too terrifying to absorb a piece of immortal stone in an instant.

Although he was reluctant, Mi Xiaojing still asked, "Do you still want it?" ”

The man said, "No need, there is such a little, it is enough for me to support for a while......"

Mi Xiaojing's eyes were about to fly out of his sockets in fright, a whole piece of immortal stone, it could only support for a while, what kind of cultivation did this person do?