At the end of the grotto, there is an infinite space, which has its own boundary. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The aura around is like mist, and the light above the sky is bright and flickering, like stars. Wei Wuji's divine consciousness and mind probed upward, but he couldn't exhaust the margins. It's the same all around, not only can't the divine mind reach the edge, but even the unphased eyes can't peep.

"This is a space opened up by Sima Nusheng with the magic of supernatural powers, and with my strength, I can't peek into its margins. Wei Wuji sent out an idea and said to Long Tian.

"Now I'm rich, and all the places around me are full of spirit stones...... No, there are still a lot of immortal stones hidden in it, and the aura is the strongest among them! Although I can't see it clearly, this aura is definitely a huge immortal stone!" Long Tian was shocked by the scene in front of him, and shouted at Wei Wuji.

"Old Dragon, I'm afraid you can't take the spirit stone here......"

As soon as Wei Wuji said this, the mist in the distance suddenly rolled over, and the array spirit walked out of the spiritual mist.

The spiritual mist around him rolled to the side like a wave, and a path appeared on the ground, leading to the end of the distant vision.

The array spirit stopped in front of Wei Wuji, and with a cold thought, he glanced Wei Wuji up and down, and finally stopped on Long Tian. After a moment of hesitation, the array spirit withdrew its peep, and a thought came out, allowing Wei Wuji to follow, and then turned and drifted forward.

"It's so dangerous! I feel like I've been suppressed, and I'm almost killed by this array spirit......" Long Tian said with a thought.

Wei Wuji guessed in his heart that at the end of the Wuxiang Grotto, only those who had been approved by the array spirit were allowed to enter. Long Tian was not recognized by the array spirits, but he was a special body, and it was estimated that he was regarded as a demon pet spirit.

The array spirit drifted forward along the path under his feet. Wei Wuji walked quickly, always following behind the array spirit.

In the spiritual mist on both sides, it didn't look the slightest surprise, but there was a deep weirdness hidden inside. Wei Wuji felt palpitations, even if he was approved by the array spirit, as long as he walked out of the path, he would be engulfed by this spiritual mist and die.

Half an hour later, Wei Wuji came to the center and saw a huge jade coffin.

"This is not a jade coffin...... Yes, it's the Immortal Stone Coffin!"

Wei Wuji was shocked, the immortal stone coffin in the distance, about one zhang wide and three zhang long, was carved with cumbersome runes, ancient imprints, and ancient totemic artistic conceptions.

The eight huge chains that lock the coffin of the immortal stone are also made of immortal stones as the material and refined with supreme secret techniques. One end was attached to the fairy stone coffin, and the other extended into the distance, sinking deep into the ground.

Wei Wuji's faceless eyes looked at it, and the chains that fell into the ground, extracted the aura in the leylines, and warmed the coffin of the immortal stone. In the infinite years from ancient times to the present, these eight chains have been constantly extracting the spiritual energy of the earth's leylines, and all the stones in this realm have been transformed into immortal stones and spirit stones.

The array spirit kept walking towards the fairy stone coffin, and when it came to an immortal stone platform, it stopped.

The fairy stone platform is like a tabletop, three feet wide and five feet long, white and spotless. The array spirit stood beside him, and an idea was transmitted to Wei Wuji, asking him to drip a drop of his own blood on the immortal stone platform.

Wei Wuji hesitated a little in his heart, but he still dripped a drop of blood into the platform according to the array spirit.

Ticking, a dripping sound, was exceptionally clear in the silence.

The plane of the immortal stone seemed to be soaked in rice paper, and the bright red of the blood expanded, and then a red rune was derived, like a cloud, floating up, towards the coffin of the immortal stone.

A red cloud floated in the void, and it was gone, and it was gone,

The huge lid of the Immortal Stone Coffin moved to the side, and a figure sat up from the coffin. The white clothes are better than the snow, the black hair is fluttering, the boundless momentum is sweeping, and the sadness is like the waves of the sea, which instantly spread throughout the entire void.

Sima Nusheng actually sat up slowly from the coffin of the immortal stone!

Wei Wuji's heart was terrified, and the current scene was getting weirder and weirder. He resisted the urge to flee and tried to stand still.

The breeze blew and blew away the black hair of the female saint, revealing a beautiful face, which was exactly the same as the purple-clothed woman of the Sima family she saw at the beginning, just like a person.

The female saint slowly opened her eyes, and with a cold gaze, she looked at Wei Wuji who was standing in the distance.

Wei Wuji couldn't help but shudder, and the huge pressure of the female saint made him almost collapse. However, Wei Wuji's heart was much more stable, because he really felt that the other party had no intention of harming him.

The figure of the female saint floated up and came towards Wei Wuji. The artistic conception of grief is even stronger, winding like a mess, cutting constantly, rationalizing and messing, Wei Wuji feels sad from the heart.

The female saint came closer, raised her hand and pointed lightly, and pointed at Wei Wuji's forehead.

An idea penetrated through the body, instantly entered Wei Wuji's sea of consciousness, evolved into a human form, and stood quietly.

Wei Wuji instantly understood that a thought of the female saint was attached to the sea of consciousness, asking him to find the Chifeng saint. The female saint had long since run out of life, and she used the supreme secret technique to leave a thought and fulfill her wish. After Wei Wuji completes it, he can obtain the cultivation technique of the Outer Phaseless, thus converging into a complete set of Great Phaseless Refining Techniques!

The female saint looked at Wei Wuji, drifted backwards, and returned to the coffin of the immortal stone. The pressure in the void, as well as the mood of mourning, also dissipated together.

Wei Wuji breathed a sigh of relief gently, "I don't understand Sima Nusheng, why do you cultivate this kind of mourning artistic conception?"

"The Holy Venerable said that there are thousands of paths to enlightenment, and the perception of everything is the path of enlightenment, and the meaning of sorrow is no exception. After the birth of the spiritual life, it is nothing more than the two phases of crying and laughing, and the perception of the artistic conception of mourning can be closer to the original origin of the human heart. Long Tian said with a thought.

"Crying and laughing, ......" Wei Wuji was stunned when he heard it.

"When a baby is born, it is nothing more than crying and laughing, and the two kinds of nature brought from before life and reincarnation belong to the innate artistic conception of the beginning of man, said the old man. Long Tian said.

Wei Wuji nodded, feeling provincial.

At this time, an idea came from the array spirit, asking Wei Wuji to follow behind and come to the entrance together.

"Just let us go like this?" Long Tian was disappointed in his heart, and he went deep into Baoshan and returned empty-handed, feeling that it was not a taste.

At this moment, the formation spirit body dissipated, turning into a stream, outlining a teleportation circle on the ground, whirring and huhu! As if growing from the ground, a large pile of spirit stones rose from the ground and placed them in front of Wei Wuji.

"Xiaowei, if this seat guesses correctly, these are all for us, hehe......" Long Tian finally laughed in the thoughts that came out.

The spirit stones in front of him were piled up like a small mountain, of different sizes, and they were not cut and separated, and it was estimated that they were equivalent to 10 million spirit stones.

Wei Wuji also got the idea from the array spirit, and the spirit stone belonged to him, and he left this place immediately.

Since he could, Wei Wuji didn't mean to be polite, took all the spirit stones in his pocket, and walked out of the cemetery.