The stone room was pitch black, he couldn't see his five fingers, Wei Qiqi sat on the ground, leaning on his back, his hands on the ground, the vitality of heaven and earth pressed him breathlessly, like a huge grinding disc, slowly turning, if it wasn't for the success of the body refining, I was afraid that all the flesh and blood would be rubbed away, and the bones would be gone.

The core disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect is really not so easy to be.

In a daze, his body adapted to the weight of the vitality, Wei Qiqi's body was full of true yuan, and his bones crackled, like fried beans, he struggled to sit cross-legged, his heart was facing the sky, pranayama and meditation, his breathing gradually disappeared, and his breath became long and steady.

The vitality of heaven and earth is endless, settling layer by layer, turning into a viscous liquid, slowly rising, drowning his legs and feet, submerging his waist pole, submerging his chest, submerging his head and neck, and there is no sign of stopping, Wei Qiqi couldn't help but get up, stretched his neck and inhaled, his hands and feet were immersed in the vitality, there was a thousand pounds, and he didn't listen to his every move.

The vitality continued to rise, and in a blink of an eye, it was submerged to the mouth and nose, Wei Qiqi held his breath and widened his eyes, the bridge of his nose, eyes, eyebrows, and forehead, as if crawling over by a small insect, crispy and numb, making people creepy.

He spread his arms and tried to take a few steps, making sure that he was drowned from head to toe, in a viscous vitality, without a single gap.

Lacking air and unable to breathe, will it be possible that "a stream of turbid qi rushes left and right in the body, and can never find a way out", and finally "breaks through the great difficulty of Ren and Du Mai"? Wei Qiqi thought inexplicably, and couldn't help but laugh, this smile suddenly choked the vitality into his throat, and in an instant, like a flood that opened the floodgates, from the nose to the lungs, from the mouth to the stomach, inside and out, all the vitality was occupied.

A live snake soaked in medicinal wine probably feels like this!

The vitality washed over his body inch by inch, expelling the filth from the body, there was no feeling of suffocation, his consciousness gradually became blurred, he desperately reminded himself that he couldn't sleep, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally came together.

His body was light, and Wei Qiqi floated in the stone room, his clothes turned to ashes, and his hands and feet curled up in front of his chest, just like a fetus in his mother's body.

It's just that this fetus is too big......

I don't know how long it took, Wei Qiqi woke up with his eyes, he took a deep breath, smelled the fragrance of the earth and blades of grass, the cool wind caressed his face, like a lover's hand, the rustle of the blades of grass rubbing one after another, making his heart calm down. He opened his eyes and found himself lying in a patch of soft grass, white clouds curling and stretching in the clear blue sky, quietly changing shape, grass stalks touching his face, a little itchy, all the qiē reminding him that he had left the violent-spirited stone chamber and came to some strange place.

Wei Qiqi moved his hands and feet slightly to confirm that he was not injured, and then slowly got up and looked around vigilantly.

It was a desolate wilderness, boundless, inhabited, covered with dense thatch, more than half a man high, with leaves like barracuda in water, no trees, no birds and beasts, not even flying insects, on the empty field, he was the only one, alone, hanging from each other.

Wei Seventeen looked far away, and at the end of his field of vision, he vaguely saw a tall tower, standing majestically between heaven and earth, like a pillar of the sky, only the base of the tower, not the spire. He knew that something was wrong, so he raised the Hidden Snow Sword and flew straight towards the tower, but before he flew out, he felt that the true yuan in his body was passing rapidly, more than a hundred times faster than usual. This surprise was not trivial, he hurriedly lowered the flying sword, carefully inspected his body, and the true yuan was infused with the meridians, but he didn't find anything wrong.

Wei Seventeen didn't know what to do, he didn't dare to continue the sword, he immediately opened his legs and ran towards the tower, the faster he ran, he felt that the muscles of his waist, abdomen, legs and feet were relaxed, his body had never been so light, his toes were lightly touched, and he jumped out of a few zhang, the thatch turned into a virtual shadow, and the wind blew in his face, passing by the side of his face, giving him the illusion of walking against the wind.

After running for an hour, the tower still stood at the end of the field of vision, connecting the sky and the earth, and could not be approached. Wei Qiqi stopped, stopped and stared for a long time, the surrounding scenery did not change at all, monotonous, boring, he even suspected that he had always stayed in place, unable to move forward half a step.

"Strange place!" Wei Qiqi muttered, faintly feeling uneasy, he popped out the Hidden Snow Sword, and cut off a piece of thatch casually, intending to build a haystack as a sign to make sure that he was not imprisoned in place, a strange scene appeared, the flying sword slashed through the thatch, like a knife cutting water, the thatch was still swaying in the wind, intact.

Wei Qiqi was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand to stroke the thatch, and the touch of his fingertips told him that it was not an illusion, but when he grabbed the thatch and broke it with force, it magically disappeared from his fingers. After trying a few times with no results, the thatch is also real and illusory, it can be touched, felt, but it can't be broken, Wei Qiqi lowered his head and pondered, he was almost sure that he was trapped in a phantom array, and the qiē in front of him was not a real existence.

He looked at the sky and the clouds, felt the wind blowing in his face, touched the blades of grass, looked up at the tower at the end of the sky, and guessed that it was the core of the phantom array, the key to breaking through the predicament in front of him.

"Coming in so soon?" a voice suddenly sounded in my ears.