The next day, early in the morning.

Before the light of day dawned, Luo Han had already gone to the source of the Luo River alone.

This time he participated in the "Luo Shen Jue", he didn't want anyone to disturb him, including Yan Xuan.

Luo Zhantian didn't return for two years, there was no news of Long Jingxue, the abrupt rise of the 100,000 mountains, the loosening of the seal of the four divine beasts, all of this deeply suppressed this young heart.

Luo Bing has been carrying the Ice God Clan alone for two years, how can Luo Han bear to let him continue to carry it alone.

However, he also knew in his heart that it was far from enough to face the current predicament with the cultivation of the early stage of the Yuan Infant Realm.

He had never been so anxious, anxious about why his cultivation had improved so slowly.

Is it slow? No!

Throughout history, in this Spiritual Qi Continent, although sixteen-year-old Yuan Infant Realm cultivators are not absent, they can also be said to be rare.

What's more, the person who has only cultivated for three years when he has reached the Yuanying Realm has reached the Yuan Infant Realm, and only Luo Han is alone, which is really unprecedented, and he is afraid that there will be no one in the future.

It's just that the current predicament is far beyond the responsibility that he should have at his age, but what can he do if he doesn't bear it? Improving his cultivation is the only way, so he is so anxious.

Fortunately, after the battle between the Dead Corpse Mountain and the Corpse King, there are faint signs of improvement in cultivation, and the middle stage of the Yuanying Realm is close at hand, and the "Luo Shen Jue" also shows an opportunity for further enlightenment.

......

The bottom of the Luo River, between the rivers.

Luo Han turned into a swimming dragon, and when he passed through the place where the five-colored spirit fish was captured, he deliberately explored it, but he didn't see anything unusual.

The shadow of the dragon swims upstream, and the source of the Luo River is close at hand.

Luo Han jumped out and stood on the surface of the water, his heart, which had been suppressed before, was undoubtedly pressed with a heavy weight when he saw the scene in front of him.

What Luo Bing said is true, Tongtian Waterfall is indeed still there, and the source of the Luo River is still the same. But between the two, a cliff appeared out of thin air, like a sword mark cutting it off.

As far as the eye can see, the cliff is about 100 zhang wide, stretching for thousands of miles, and the entire snow-capped mountain is separated from the Ice God Realm.

The cold air poured out from under the cliff, and before he got close, he already felt a piercing pain.

The waterfall flows straight down and falls straight into the depths of the cliff, where you can't find it. The source of the Luo River flows out of nothingness, as if it comes from another heaven and earth.

Luo Han's consciousness was dispersed, and he sensed that the barrier that shrouded the snow-capped mountains was still there, and gusts of wind swept within the barrier.

"Abnormal change! Abnormal change! Another change in heaven and earth! The 100,000 mountains still don't know how to explain it, and now there are thousands of cliffs here. ”

Faced with this scene, although Luo Han felt heavy, he was not very frightened. I have seen the depletion of the sea of spiritual energy, I have seen the monstrous evil qi of 100,000 mountains, and now I can see any vision, it is no longer strange.

"It seems that what the eldest brother was referring to last night is this cliff, let's ignore it for now, and then make plans after I understand the "Luo Shen Jue"!"

After a moment's thought, he made up his mind, and then hung cross-legged on the surface of the river, looking at the waterfall.

Long......

"Huh, strange, how can there be no response at all?"

Luo Han couldn't help but wonder, he was already only a glimmer of opportunity to comprehend, but now it was like a stone sinking into the sea.

No matter how you silently recite the "Luo Shen Jue", whether it is the sea of consciousness, or the phantom of Luo Shen, or even the Tongtian Waterfall, there is no reaction.

"Why is that? Am I mistaken?"

But he already doubted his own judgment.

"Roselle Shock!"

Immediately, he stood up, and for a while, the palm shadow flew over. Wrong!

"Roselle Dragonwalk!"

The shadow of the dragon transformed, and the figure was churning. Still no response!

"Why? Why is this so? Why can't I catch the opportunity to attain enlightenment? Why is the feeling of enlightenment completely gone?"

For a while, Luo Han became anxious, asking himself over and over again, as if he was crazy.

"If I can't comprehend, how can I find my father, if I can't comprehend, how can I face the changes in the world, Luo Han, you boast of being a shocking talent, but you can't even comprehend this, what kind of pride are you!"

I saw that his face was red, his breath was disordered, and his palm shadow flew for a while, and his body was churning for a while, causing the river under his feet to stir.

Suddenly, a flash of emerald light surged up the cheeks, and it was fleeting.

Luo Han then gradually calmed down, and silently thought in his heart, "Thank you Elder Long!"

Just now, at the moment when he put the demon into his body, it was the Nine Turns Netherworld Pill that emitted a wisp of aura, shaking the sea of consciousness and waking him up, and that aura belonged to Long Lao.

"Even if you are dead, you still miss your juniors, and your juniors are ashamed!"

However, it is no wonder that this is the case, the path of cultivation is the most taboo, and Luo Han is still infected by his own anxious mood after all, if it is not for Long Lao's aura to appear in time, once the heart demon enters the body, such a fruit is unimaginable.

"Luo Han, Luo Han, how can you be so stupid!"

scolded himself in his heart, and then crossed his knees again, slowly retracted his mind, and thousands of wisps of consciousness poured out of the sea of consciousness and sank to the dantian.

Since you can't comprehend it yourself, then use the Roselle Phantom!

Suddenly, at the moment when Luo Han immersed his consciousness, Luo Shen's phantom suddenly moved by itself. Then, before it could react, it flew out and rushed straight towards the cliff, and instantly disappeared under the cliff.

Luo Han didn't panic and immediately chased after him, fortunately, he had already immersed in a wisp of consciousness and was not out of control.

As soon as his mind moved, he wanted to recall him, but vaguely, there seemed to be a force competing with him, resisting his call to the phantom.

Immediately stepped forward, stood on the edge of the cliff, and looked down at the pole, but there was a bottomless darkness in sight, and the slightest cold air gushing out had caused the skin to crack.

Feeling the stinging pain coming from his skin, Luo Han hurriedly withdrew and retreated, this cold was really too terrifying, just as soon as he touched it, he was frostbitten to this point.

"Not good!"

Immediately, there was another cry in my heart.

It's just that in the consciousness, the perception of the Roselle Phantom is still falling rapidly, the distance is getting farther and farther away, and the connection with the wisp of consciousness immersed in it is getting weaker and weaker.

"No! I'll have to go down and see!"

Even though he knew that the cliff was dangerous, it was impossible for Luo Han to give up the Luo Shen Phantom like this.

As soon as he thought about it, the ice shield conjured up, and a ray of light blue light covered his body, and then he jumped off the cliff.

Its consciousness firmly locked on the phantom of Luoshen, and its body fell rapidly, but within a hundred meters, the ice shield had already shattered into slag. The biting cold air hit in an instant, and the skin exposed outside the clothes cracked, and the blood froze before it could seep out, condensing into blood stains.

Suddenly, a gust of wind roared up from the depths of the cliff and swept him upward.

"!"

Luo Han cursed, his body turned sharply, clinging to the cliff wall, his fingers deeply embedded in the cliff, and he grabbed it to death.

The wind whistled across his back, even if he was separated by clothes, he could feel the coldness inside, and if he was directly involved, he was afraid that he would end up with no bones.

"Thanks to this God Devouring Python Armor, otherwise it would be impossible for me to get close to the cliff, let alone get to this place. ”

Luo Han secretly rejoiced.

Then his mind moved, and the white robe turned into a black armor, covering his body, and only his eyes were exposed.

Climbed down the cliff again, but did not choose to fall in the air again, after all, he had only seen the horror of Gangfeng, even if he had the God Devouring Python Lin Armor Protector, he did not dare to ensure that he could save his life under that Gangfeng.

It's just that at such a downward speed, the distance from the Roselle Phantom that is still falling rapidly is getting farther and farther away.

Luo Han couldn't help but be secretly anxious, using his hands and feet at the same time, intending to speed up, but after all, because he couldn't use his body, he could only feel that Luo Shen's phantom was gradually moving away in his consciousness.

"Isn't it okay?"

Luo Han hesitated for a moment.

The phantom of Luo Shen is about to get out of perception, and the cold air in the cliff is getting colder and colder, even if there is a god-devouring python armor, you can already feel the chill to the bone.

Just as he hesitated, in his perception, the Roselle phantom, which had been falling rapidly, suddenly stopped.

Immediately, I was happy, and immediately continued to climb down with my hands and feet.

I don't know how long I've climbed, I don't know how far I've climbed, but when I look up, it's already dark as far as I can see, and I can only see a long light hanging in the sky.

This cliff seems to be bottomless, if it weren't for the distance between the perception and the phantom of Luo Shen slowly approaching, I would really think that it was on the road to the Yellow Spring leading to hell.

There was another gust of wind howling, I don't know how many times, Luo Han had already disagreed, so he didn't notice that this time it was slightly different.

"Huh, what does it smell like?"

The howling wind actually left wisps of fragrance in the air.

This fragrance smells clear and elegant, but it is beautiful, just like the empty valley orchid, and like the musk deer leaving the fragrance.

Luo Han couldn't hold himself in this faint fragrance for a while, and as soon as his hands were loosened, he fell down from the cliff.

......

In the depths of the dark cliff, the cliff wall is more than 10,000 meters, and a bottle of ice coffin carved from cold ice hangs in the air.

The crystal of the ice coffin is transparent, bursts of cold light flow, and there are snow lotuses carved on it, blooming and blooming.

The wind swept by, and the ice coffin did not move at all under the whistling, and the source of the biting cold air in this cliff was this thing.

At this moment, a figure was lying on the ice coffin, covered in black armor, and flakes of frost had condensed on it.

Suddenly, the figure moved his arms, struggled to get up, and then looked at the scene around him, the eyes that only showed armor, revealing a blank look, and there was a hint of laziness, it was Luo Han.

When Fang Cai fell, his consciousness gradually blurred, and at the moment when his perception disappeared, he felt that he was falling on a piece of softness, like a bed.

"Is it the thing underneath your feet?"

Then he looked down, but immediately jumped up the cliff.

"What is this? How can there be a coffin here?"

As soon as he woke up, he found himself standing on a coffin, and anyone would be horrified.

"...... that?"

Luo Han suddenly felt that there seemed to be a figure hanging in the air in the dark, and in his heart he was horrified, so he hurriedly turned around and looked intently, only to see the phantom of Luo Shen hanging aside, looking at the ice coffin in a daze.

"It's all here, why are you in a hurry to leave?"

Suddenly, an extremely charming and coquettish voice sounded out of thin air, and the wisps of fragrance wafted again.