The dark cave seems to have no end, especially when this cave is still at the bottom of the sea, which is even more terrifying and gloomy.

Cultivation has not been exclusive to human beings since ancient times, and some of the various cultivators are even much more talented than human beings in this regard, and their cultivation speed is much faster.

You don't see how many immortals in Journey to the West are all different cultivators.

Da Wu led the way in front, and suddenly there was a throbbing in front of him, which made Li Zhuo feel in a trance.

"Who are you?" the voice sounded directly in my head.

Li Zhuo was taken aback, knowing that this should be Da Wu's elder.

Although he hadn't seen the other party yet, Li Zhuo knew that if he spoke, the other party would definitely be able to hear it, and with his body avoiding water droplets, Li Zhuo could completely make a sound underwater.

"Senior, in Xia Li Zhuo, I took the liberty to come here this time to ask you about some things in ancient times. ”

"How did you break through the innate cultivation?"

"Adventure!"

The space where Li Zhuo was was suddenly distorted, and with a slight tearing force, Li Zhuo disappeared in place.

Li Zhuo came back to his senses, and the scene in front of him surprised him.

Birds singing and flowers, is this a paradise? A green green everywhere you look, this is a small valley, dense branches, all kinds of small animals running in the forest, like a quiet place.

It is not an exaggeration to call it a means to be immortal to be able to carve out such a space at the bottom of the sea.

Li Zhuo walked forward along the green path under his feet, and the small animals in the forest were not afraid of strange visitors at all, and some even followed behind Li Zhuo.

Li Zhuo didn't know the direction, but he knew where the destination was, as if there was a force pulling him.

The bamboo hut is particularly exquisite, there is a stone table in front of the hut, and a white-haired old man is sitting in front of the stone table.

Dao Bone Immortal Wind, there is no better way to describe it, and an extremely peaceful aura emanates from the old man's body.

The old man smiled and looked at Li Zhuo.

"Little friend, do you want to see me?"

Li Zhuo said: "Senior, I just guessed that the elder of Dawu might be an ancient power, so I took the liberty to come. ”

The old man asked, "Dawu, you're talking about my unsuccessful child." ”

I heard that it was hard to imagine that the white-haired old man in front of him was actually a squid cultivator as a whole.

"Exactly. ”

"Then it's good to call him Da Wu, and I was originally going to wait for him to be able to personify before officially naming him. ”

Li Zhuo, "Senior, are the monks of the ancient period all concentrating on cultivation now?"

"Concentrate on cultivation?" the white-haired old man pointed to the stone chair beside him, "Come and sit." ”

Li Zhuo went over and sat down.

The white-haired old man continued: "The current situation, I don't think you know it very well, the spiritual veins are all gone, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is gone, so what else is there to concentrate on cultivating? ”

Li Zhuo asked, "Senior, do you understand this world?"