Yu needed to absorb the aura of heaven and earth and replenish the true qi in his body that was almost dry, so Jingshuimen stopped and practiced the "Eight Desolations Killing Immortal Formula" in retreat.

Sun Xiaolan and others naturally stayed together.

Although Jingshuimen failed to hold the Immortal Gift Conference, because he knew that Zhao Rui and Xuanling were friends, he let Zhao Rui and others live in Jingshuimen and did not drive them away.

Zhao Rui stayed in his room, expelled all distracting thoughts, and used the "Eight Desolations to Kill Immortals" to absorb the aura between heaven and earth, and replenish the true qi in the dantian.

Five days passed, and on the sixth day.

The true qi in Zhao Ruidantian has been almost replenished, and it has basically returned to its original state.

Zhao Rui was very satisfied with this, and he was about to finish his work.

Suddenly, a roar like spring thunder exploded in his ears!

Immediately, his whole person was spinning, and the scene in front of him began to distort and deform sharply!

The room vanished, and there was endless darkness around him, and in this darkness, he kept falling down, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss,

Zhao Rui was taken aback. He was in the process of cultivating ground. I've never been in such a situation before!

Is it the so-called madness?

Zhao Rui thought so in his heart. Trying to regain control of your body.

But. He is the body. But not at all. He controls.

This went on for almost half a minute. Then Zhao Rui found out. The sensation of spinning around is beginning to fade. His shape. Also began to stabilize.

He suddenly discovered. He was no longer in the retreat room. Instead, they came outdoors. A valley above the ground.

Am I not in the mirror water gate? Why did I get here all of a sudden? What's going on?

Zhao Rui thought so in his heart and carefully looked at the surrounding environment.

In the sky, lead-like clouds were low and pressing, and there was a faint flash of thunder and lightning in them.

The valley at your feet is covered with white mist.

Through the mist, he could see that it was a valley that was surprisingly desolate.

There was no sunlight in the valley, and there were huge bare rocks everywhere, and occasionally a few plants, sticking out of the cracks in the rocks, were all hideous and gloomy, and lifeless.

The whole valley gives people a lifeless feeling.

Zhao Rui couldn't help frowning, wondering why he came here.

At this moment, a thunderous voice suddenly sounded in the clouds: it kept echoing in the sky: "The Book of the Gods!

Zhao Rui suddenly realized that all his doubts were solved in an instant.

It turned out that it was a dream!

The next page: The Book of Gods is in this valley!

Before Zhao Rui could get excited, a violent burning sensation suddenly came out from the ancient tattoo behind him.

The burning sensation was so intense that it seemed to burn his soul out, and it was unbearable for him.

Zhao Rui groaned in pain and went straight down from the sky.

There was a soft "bang", and Zhao Rui fell to the floor.

The valleys, the clouds, and the mysterious voices were all gone, and he was still in the room of the mirror water gate.

Zhao Rui gritted his teeth, bearing the pain caused by the recurrence of the curse, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

This time, the curse seems to be extraordinarily powerful.

He tried to keep his hands steady, and took out the three pages of the Book of Sealed Gods that he had obtained from the Qiankun Ring.

A soft aqua blue light immediately emanated from the pages of the book, enveloping him in it.

If it was before that, the light of the Book of Gods would soon be able to suppress his curse and remove his pain.

However, this time, the suppressive power of the Book of Gods does not seem to be as great as before.

It took a long time to eliminate Zhao's pain little by little.

When the burning sensation completely subsided, Zhao Rui lay on the floor and exhaled heavily, his hair was already soaked with sweat.

He already understood that the suppressive power of the three pages of the Book of Gods that he had obtained had begun to slowly weaken against the curse in his body.

If he didn't want to suffer like this anymore, he had to find more pages of the Book of Gods as soon as possible.

Zhao Rui began to think back to the dream just now.

This is a very strange thing, although he has been prompted by dreams twice, but it was in his sleep, but this time it was when he was cultivating, and he directly entered the dream realm, which was a little strange.

However, he didn't think about it deeply, but began to think about where that mysterious valley was.

I recalled carefully the environment near that valley, and all around that valley, seemed to be a vast expanse of mountains, endless.

Zhao Rui suddenly thought of a situation,

Could that valley be in the Kunlun Mountains?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible.

So, he jumped up from the floor and ran to ask the owner of the Mirror Water Gate.

"Dead valley?" The master of Jingshui Gate listened to Zhao Ruidi's description, groaned slightly, and then looked at Zhao Rui and said, "In the Kunlun Mountains, there is indeed a valley, and Daoist friends feel that it is described

points are similar. However, Daoist friends ask what this is for?"

Zhao Rui couldn't help but be very happy when he saw that his guess had been confirmed, so he said with a smile: "I accidentally heard that there is such a valley, and the scenery is very different from other places. So, I want to go and visit it. ”

"Really?" The Lord of the Mirror Water Gate stared at Zhao Rui for a while, and said lightly, "If that's the case, I advise Daoist friends not to go to that valley." It was desolate and desolate, and there was nothing beautiful to see. ”

Zhao Rui smiled: "Desolation is also a kind of beauty. I like to look at desolate things. Door master, I have been friends with Master Xuanling for many years, and I hope that you will tell me that place for the sake of Master Xuanling's face, I am grateful. ”

The master of Jingshuimen said earnestly: "I know that you are friends with Xuanling Daoyou, and I have heard Xuanling mention it, so I hope that you don't go to that valley." It's not a safe place!"

Zhao Rui was even more curious: "What is the origin of that valley?

The Lord of the Mirror Water Gate was silent for a while before he said slowly: "I don't know the specific situation. It is said that in that valley, there is an entrance to the Yellow Spring. In order not to let outsiders inadvertently open the entrance, and in order not to let the ghosts in the Yellow Spring escape. Since ancient times, there has been a sect that guards the valley. Whoever enters the valley will be killed. So, I'd advise you not to go. ”

Zhao Rui didn't care, the advice of the master of the Jingshui Gate, and then asked, "Where is that valley?"

Seeing that Zhao Rui was so stubborn, the master of Jingshuimen had no choice but to sigh and tell him: "From here to the southwest, fly about two hundred kilometers, and you will be able to see that valley." ”

"Thank you, Master. Zhao Rui hugged his fists, thanked him, and then turned to leave.

Back at the residence, Zhao Rui brought Sun Xiaolan, Yun Fei and Shi Shen to them, and told them that he had other important things to do, and let them go down the mountain and go home first.

Yun Feibai waited for several days, naturally her face was full of unhappiness, pouting, and muttering for a long time.

Sun Xiaolan carefully instructed Zhao Rui to be careful and not to take risks easily.

Zhao Rui naturally agreed.

Separated from Sun Xiaolan and others, Zhao Rui stretched his body, rode the wind, and flew to the southwest.

It was estimated that he was almost at the place, so Zhao Rui slowed down his flight, lowered his altitude, and began to carefully search for the traces of that valley.

After searching like this for thirty minutes, Zhao Rui finally found the valley that had appeared in his dream.

The valley is misty and strange, mysterious and silent.

Zhao Rui heeded the warning of the Lord of the Mirror Water Gate, so he did not fly directly into the valley to find the pages of the Book of Sealed Gods, but landed at the mouth of the valley.

On the cliff at the mouth of the valley, a large area has been flattened, revealing the rock wall.

On the rock wall, there are three big characters deeply engraved: "Yin Fog Valley".

These three big characters, sharp and magical, give people a strong sense of oppression.

There is also a line of small words next to the big characters to dissuade: It is dangerous in the valley, idlers are not allowed to enter, and once you enter the valley, you will be at your own risk.

Zhao Rui picked the corners of his mouth, ignored it, and raised his legs and walked towards the valley.

The valley was filled with clouds and mist, and the yin qi was pressing, even if Zhao Rui's gaze was extremely sharp, it was difficult to penetrate ten meters away.

However, his perception was not greatly affected, and he was able to probe the surrounding situation clearly.

The valley was indeed desolate, full of bare boulders, hardly any living species in sight, and the occasional black plant was also very ugly, and it was full of spirits, like plants growing out of hell.

Zhao Rui walked for a long time, and he was not hindered in any way, nor did he encounter any danger.

He couldn't help but feel a little strange, because this situation seemed to be a little different from the description of the Mirror Water Gate Master.

As soon as Zhao Rui's idea came out of his head, a rough voice came out from the depths of the thick fog.

"Who are you? Why did you break into the Misty Valley?

Zhao Rui naturally didn't mean to come to him, according to the truth, he rolled his eyes and replied: "I got lost when I traveled into the mountains, and inadvertently broke into the valley, please forgive me." ”

"Travel? Hmph, who do you want to deceive when you travel to this barren mountain and wild place?"

As soon as the words of the man in the fog fell, Zhao Rui felt a powerful spiritual power fluctuation, and quickly approached him, and in the blink of an eye, he came to him.

It was an old man of no age, with messy white hair, like a bird's nest. A dirty robe, the robe was full of stains, and it hadn't been washed for a long time, and there was a huge wine gourd on his back, and the wine was suffocating.

The old man stared at a pair of bull's eyes, looked Zhao Rui up and down for a while, and then said: "Stinky boy, tell me honestly, what is your origin, what are your plans to come to our Yin Fog Valley?