The power of Xingyuan slowly flowed into Luo Yun's spider web-like veins, and when it was all over it, Luo Yun seemed to feel something, and at a moment that was imperceptible and ungraspable, the power of Xingyuan was transformed into spiritual power.

It's a subtle and subtle feeling.

The magical formation that was embedded in his body worked once again!

It was at this moment that his divine consciousness suddenly heard a light startle.

"Wow!"

This obviously foreign divine consciousness made Luo Yun's divine consciousness fluctuate instantly! It was almost impossible to control the spiritual power in the inner universe realm!

One after another the pain struck again, and he couldn't help but scold!

This is like something, his hand is already scarred, in order not to die of thirst is carefully holding a glass of water trying to drink, but someone poked the numb tendon on his arm from the side, his cup of water suddenly unstable! But he can't drop the cup, he can only hold it desperately, but inevitably water spilled out and poured on his hand, making his wound more painful!

Luo Yun didn't care about anything else, but only calmed down the spiritual power that was about to erupt almost immediately...... If you don't control it well, you will have to bleed all over your body, he doesn't want to!

Seeing that it was impossible to continue to retain his spiritual power, he could only disperse his spiritual power as smoothly as possible, and as soon as he got through, his clothes all over his body were soaked!

He collapsed there, and before he could catch his breath, he felt the consciousness again.

"Tsk. ”

Luo Yun was extremely tired from the inside out, and he didn't want to drive the divine sense anymore.

He wanted to sleep, and then he literally fell asleep.

After a dreamless night, when Luo Yun woke up again, it was just dark outside, he rubbed his eyes and turned over.

There was a shallow layer of snow at the entrance of the cave, and he walked there, thought about it, picked up some in his hand, and blew it hard, and the snow was blown by him, and suddenly floated outside, and fell downward.

Luo Yun drove his divine consciousness again, and an invisible wisp of divine consciousness leaked through his fingertips, gently extending out of the cave.

Not surprisingly, it was still bounced back.

It seems that the prohibition of this "stone prison", about natural things, or the power of nature, can enter or go out, but people can't get out, and the divine sense can't get out - it shouldn't be able to get in, although Luo Yun didn't try again, but the spiritual power probably can't get out either.

He turned and walked back into the cave, finally remembering what was in his arms.

Luo Yun took it out, judging from the shape, it was a black broken sword, the blade was not sharp, and the stubble was also very old, not new.

He held the broken sword in his hand, and only then did he notice a blood mark in his palm, which matched the edge of the broken sword very well - I don't know how much force it took to hold this sword, so that the not-so-sharp blade cut his palm.

Luo Yun was a little confused, but he gave up after thinking about it for a while, he had no impression of this thing, in view of the fact that he had to recall the pain caused by the erased memory to his divine consciousness, he no longer tried, but accepted the fact that this sword existed in his body very happily.

The broken sword was obtained during a period of time when he lost his memory, and perhaps the sect's disposition of him was hasty, so he did not take away the broken sword.

Of course, it may also be due to other reasons, such as ...... Although this broken sword is rusty, it can still cut the muscles and flesh, and if he can't stand it and dies of self-cutting, he is not particularly cared for.

Luo Yun felt that thinking like this seemed to be too dark, so he calmed down, exhaled a long breath, picked up the broken sword, and slashed the wall on the right side of the cave entrance.

A trail appeared there.

He walked to the mouth of the cave again and sent the sword out of the cave.

Just as the end of the sword was about to touch the invisible prohibition, a voice sounded again.

"Hey, hey. ”

Luo Yun was not surprised.

After his attempts, it is very likely that the Divine Consciousness will not be able to enter or leave, and when he first came here yesterday, there were no "prisoners" who tried or could use the Divine Sense to communicate with him, and the only possibility was this one—this sword was strange.

If he wanted to continue cultivating, no matter how far he could go, he never wanted to be disturbed by the divine consciousness in this sword every time, intentionally or unintentionally!

It is not malicious, but it is also malicious! Because the consequences are extremely serious!

Luo Yun stopped.

After a moment of silence, he said, "I don't know what you are, but you almost killed me last night, and I can't keep you anymore." ”

The divine consciousness in the sword also fell silent, and it took a long time before he said, "There is a ban here, you can't throw me away." ”

Luo Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "If you can't throw it away, it's because this sword contains your divine sense, such a prohibition, I don't dare to touch it with your divine sense, otherwise I will definitely be injured by it." If I threw this sword at the entrance of the cave hundreds of times a day, I can't guarantee that before I am released, your divine consciousness will be slashed to the core. ”

"You ......"

"If you can throw away the sword, I don't know how deep the cliff is down here. I'm afraid no one will know if it falls, and after a long time of wind and rain, I'm afraid that before I am released, this sword will rust into slag, and then where will your divine sense still rely on?"

Luo Yun continued seriously: "Even if this sword is made of special materials, it will not be corroded. But you must know that this is a forbidden place, very few people come, presumably the people who escorted the disciples also came and left in a hurry, maybe it will be thousands or tens of thousands of years before anyone notices you, of course, maybe you didn't want people to disturb you in the first place. ”

But how could this be! If he really didn't want to be disturbed, when he was practicing, the divine consciousness in the sword would not be repeated to speak!

Luo Yun finished speaking, quietly waiting for the response of the divine consciousness in this sword.

He has a long time and excellent patience.

After a while, the divine sense in the sword asked, "I know your erased memories, don't you want to know?"

"I don't want to. ”

The divine sense in the sword didn't seem to expect Luo Yun to answer so simply, and there was no other word for a while.

It was a long time before it said, "Why?"

"I'm a disciple who hasn't even entered the Juyuan Realm, and I'm imprisoned here, if I know why I'm being punished like this, then am I angry, angry, wronged, or resentful? In any case, as far as I'm concerned, I don't have the ability to do anything, but I can't keep my mind calm anymore. ”

After Luo Yun finished speaking, his hand was slightly forward: "Isn't it good for you?"

"Wait. The sword said, "It's not good. ”

There was a hint of curiosity in its emotion: "You just believe that you have been wronged?"

Luo Yun looked at the wind and snow outside that never stopped, and said without hesitation: "I don't know how long my memory has been erased." I believe in that old me. ”