The surroundings of his body were as cold as water, which was Bai Ye's first feeling after waking up. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were white, and there was a white world around him, and he couldn't see even three feet away, and the fog blocked everything.

"Huh?"

At first, he was quite puzzled, and then suddenly startled, Bai Ye stood up suddenly, and a bone-chilling chill spread throughout his body.

"Here it is... Bamboo forest fog area? Why in the fog?"

At this moment, Bai Ye's face was very ugly, and his mind was even more blank, and he didn't have the slightest impression of how to enter the fog

After a long time, Bai Ye took a few deep breaths and forcibly calmed the panic in his heart.

"This place is fierce, it is not advisable to stay for a long time, you must get out as soon as possible!"

"The fog is filled, you can't see three feet, if you walk around, maybe you will get lost, which direction is the way out?"

A spiritual light, at this moment, flashed in Bai Ye's mind.

"When I was cultivating, I sat cross-legged on the side of the stone tablet, and at the moment I only had to look behind me..."

Turning around and about to take a step, Bai Ye suddenly paused, and a solemn appearance appeared on his face

At this moment, there was nothing on his side, and the forbidden stone tablet did not appear in his eyes.

"Could it be... I'm going to walk in on my own?"

Walking a few steps to both sides, Bai Ye still didn't find any trace of the stone tablet, which made his emotions that had just calmed down appear flustered again and stood there.

"What the hell is going on?"

Time passed, and I don't know how long it took for Bai Ye to gradually calm down, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was thoughtful.

"Although the fog is thick, causing people to lose their way, but the bamboo forest has an end. This ink bamboo forest is more than 20 miles from east to west, and only 14 or 5 miles from north to south.

Bai Ye's eyes lit up, and he immediately identified a direction and walked forward cautiously.

......

"What the fuck!"

Bai Ye kept cursing in a low voice, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

I walked for about two hours, and if I talked about the distance, it was dozens of miles, but the surroundings were still full of fog, and there was no hope of a way out.

Suddenly--

"Click"

The voice came from under his feet, and in the silence, it seemed very abrupt.

Bai Ye looked down, it was a white skeleton, and his feet were stepping on the leg bones of the skeleton.

"Who is this?"

In his doubts, a touch of pale gold came into view, and he carefully lifted it from the skeleton's chest.

It is woven of gold wire, the width of a thumb, and about two feet long.

"What is this?"

Looking at the skeleton again, Bai Ye found that there was one on each wrist bone, but it was much smaller.

"This thing is made of gold thread, on the chest, on the wrist, is it...?"

Bai Ye's fists clenched suddenly, and the rumors about the ink bamboo forest in his heart appeared at this moment.

Four hundred years ago, a dense fog suddenly appeared, and a disciple of Fujia, a foundation building elder who devoured the cultivation of the bamboo forest, went into the depths of the forest to investigate the mystery of the dense fog, and never came out.

I heard that the clothes of the Elder Zhuji of the Fujia Sect were white and gold-edged.

And this skeleton, could it be the Zhuji Elder who entered the forest to inspect it four hundred years ago?

What made a monk in the foundation building period die in this not wide bamboo forest?

You must know that the monks in the foundation building period are no longer flying in the imperial objects, and with a single thought, they can step into the green underworld, and they can travel for a few miles.

Looking around quietly, the fog cut off everything, there was no sound, and it seemed that even the mountain wind was afraid and did not dare to blow into this thick fog.

What is hidden in the fog?

The bone-chilling chill made Bai Ye's heart cold.

Even the foundation building monk can't get out, he is just entering the condensation qi, how can he get out?

Bai Ye stabilized his mind and looked again, the skeleton skeleton was intact, without cracks or damage.

"Wow"

Under Bai Ye's manipulation, the skeleton bones were scattered to the ground.

At this moment, a dark gray leather bag came into his eyes.

"Treasure Bag!"

Bai Ye's hand subconsciously stretched out quickly, and as soon as he touched it, the surface of the treasure bag flashed with the last brilliance, instantly turning into ashes, and a bunch of items were immediately sprinkled.

"This used to be a flying sword, but now the aura has completely disappeared, and it has been reduced to mortal iron..."

Bai Ye threw away the short sword covered with rust, picked up a pill bottle, and after opening it, only white powder remained, and the elixir was also lost!

Suddenly---

He felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't explain the specifics.

Bai Ye's eyebrows furrowed, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he exclaimed: "Bamboo Forest!"

There was an ink bamboo every three or four feet in the ink bamboo forest, and he had been in the fog for so long, but he hadn't even encountered a single ink bamboo.

"What the hell is going on?"

Bai Ye grabbed the soil on the ground, and among the loose soil, there were still some traces of bamboo leaves after decay, indicating that this place was still within the scope of the ink bamboo forest.

"Why did Mozhu disappear?"

"Is this...?"

The roots of a rotten bamboo appeared, and as soon as Bai Ye touched it, the remaining roots of the black bamboo, like fly ash, were scattered in the soil.

Bai Ye got up slowly, and his solemn color became even stronger.

Could it be that all the ink bamboos in the fog have been turned to ashes?

The ink bamboo outside the dense fog is full of life, but the dense fog has turned into flying ash!

But what is the power that makes all the ink bamboos decay?

You must know that this is an ink bamboo, not only is it not afraid of insects and ants, but even ordinary swords can't easily hurt it.

The treasure bag, the short sword, the elixir... Could it be that under this power, they have been reduced to mortal iron and dust?

Bai Ye set his gaze on the skeleton that was suspected to be the elder of the foundation.

He... How exactly do you die...?

Suddenly, a pair of dry and wrinkled hands came into Bai Ye's eyes.

It's his hand!

Bai Ye's eyes widened, and he looked at his hands in horror, completely unable to believe what he was seeing

"Why is this happening?"

Fear is hidden in the voice.

He subconsciously touched his cheek, and his face was as smooth as ever, only his hands were like this!

Bai Ye's heart was agitated, his body trembled, his face was pale, there was no trace of blood, and his eyes were even more dazed with fear.

"What is the power of this damn fog that makes this place so weird?"

"I'm going to get out of here!"

In the horror, Bai Ye staggered and walked into the unfathomable fog again.

For more than a dozen hours, Bai Ye was like a headless fly, stumbling in the thick fog.

At this time, he was full of white hair like an old man, his face was intertwined, and his skin was loose and dry, like dead bark.

During this time, Bai Ye found dozens of dry bones, and it was certain that it was the Fujia disciple who was swallowed by the dense fog hundreds of years ago, especially his current state, which made him desperate.

He sat on the ground, gasping for breath, his expression indescribably sluggish, and his face was already dead gray.

At this time, Bai Ye already understood why the predecessors who had strayed into the dense fog couldn't get out, even if they had cultivated to the foundation of the Fu Jia Elders.

There seems to be some kind of mysterious power in the dense fog, devouring the life essence of all living things in the fog area, and at the same time, it will also absorb aura.

Magic weapons, elixirs, spirit stones, ink bamboos and anything that contains spiritual energy cannot escape.

Moreover, Danhai cultivation is also uncontrollable, not only is it unable to function, but it is slowly passing away with the erosion of this mysterious power.

What's even more terrifying is that if this kind of passage does not change in the body, it will not be noticed at all.

Not long ago, Bai Ye urged his spiritual power to rush away, and suddenly discovered this irresistible power.

However, in the blink of an eye, the little spiritual power in the Danhai was quickly consumed, and the more it operated, the faster the spiritual power passed.

When his cultivation was completely depleted, the loss of vitality began to accelerate, which made his aging rate accelerate dramatically.

At the same time, Bai Ye found that no matter the aura, the spiritual power lost in the body, or the vitality, they all seemed to flow in one direction according to a certain law.

Therefore, Bai Yesi decided to follow this law, or he might be able to unravel the mystery of the dense fog and let himself go out.

"What is the true face of this terrible power? It seems that I cannot uncover it, and I cannot get out!"

The murmuring was almost inaudible, and with deep regret and unwillingness, Bai Ye felt that he was about to run out of life.

The fog did not stop the sky from darkening, and it was already night.

Suddenly---

A pale blue light not far away attracted Bai Ye's attention.

For Bai Ye, this blue light was like a bright firefly on a summer night, so dazzling in the fog of the dim night.

Bai Ye stood up tremblingly, used the last bit of strength in his body, and staggered over.

At this time, his body was old, almost clumped together, and his eyes were dull, like the candle flame of life about to be extinguished.

This sudden blue light made him kindle the hope of going out alive.

Or maybe it's the last ray of light before you die.

But Bai Ye had no choice.

The closer he got, the widening of his cloudy, dull eyes, and the disbelief on his wrinkled and flabby face.

A huge shadow gradually appeared in front of Bai Ye's eyes, even suspended in mid-air, and the pale blue light was ignored by him.

An inexplicable depressing aura made him almost out of breath!