After an unknown amount of time, Lu Feng suddenly woke up from his deep sleep and found himself in darkness. As far as he could see, the darkness was endless and there was no light at all.
"Where is this? Am I not dead?"
Lu Feng was extremely surprised. He was still conscious and could think. Did he really survive?
"I've been in coma for three days and three nights, and I finally woke up."
A voice suddenly came from the darkness. The voice sounded a bit old and vicissitudes, but it was very penetrating, as if it came from the void. It made people feel awe-inspiring and awe-inspiring.
Lu Feng looked around with a hint of fear, but except for the darkness, there was no one around.
"Who is it? Who is talking?" Lu Feng shouted towards the endless darkness.
"The person who saved you," the old voice sounded again, with a slight smile in his tone.
"Who are you? Where is Senior Sister Yihan?" Lu Feng anxiously wandered around in the darkness looking for her.
The old voice smiled: "The injured woman with you? I saw the Qinghe Sect's identity token on her waist, so I threw her back into the sect."
Lu Feng was slightly dissatisfied when he heard the old man use the word "lose" as a word, but he couldn't help but feel relieved when he learned that Yu Yihan had returned to the sect.
Lu Feng felt his physical condition, and then asked: "Senior, where is this? How can it be so dark?"
"With the strength gone, could it be that I don't even recognize the original life soul state?" the old voice responded listlessly, sounding a little lazy.
"Life soul?" Lu Feng was stunned, and immediately felt the endless darkness again. After calming down, he realized that this dark environment had a somewhat intimate and familiar feeling. He was actually in his own life soul.
In the sea.
"The Sea of Souls is here! Does that mean that the foundation of soul cultivation is still there, and there is still a possibility of cultivation?" Lu Feng was full of hope, but then he thought that his seven souls had been shattered and he felt a sense of loss.
"Can I still practice?" Lu Feng asked into the darkness with a hint of hope.
For a long time, the voice did not appear again. Lu Feng couldn't help but feel a little confused. He slowly recalled the scene on Ye Crow Ridge, "Although the Seven Souls exploded at that time, he extracted a trace of the original power when he was about to explode. At this moment, he also
It has been determined that those source powers are floating in the soul of life. If they can be fixed and nourished, perhaps it is not impossible to rebuild them."
"Senior~" Lu Feng shouted several times into the endless darkness, trying to confirm his suspicions. At this time, his mind was full of doubts waiting for answers.
Finally, the old voice appeared again.
"Haha..." He yawned for a long time, and then said lazily to Lu Feng: "What did you just say?"
Lu Feng was speechless for a while. He was extremely anxious on one side, but seemed to be asleep on the other side?
Helpless, Lu Feng could only repeat it obediently: "Senior, can I still practice?"
"Ahem~" The old man coughed, his voice became a little serious, and he said in a deep voice: "There are two paths before you now. One is to practice again, but it should be difficult to survive for seven years; the other is to
If you are an ordinary person with no cultivation, with your physique, you might be able to live a long life."
"Practice again!" Lu Feng didn't hesitate at all. He would make this choice even in seven months, not to mention seven years. There were too many doubts plaguing him in the battle of Night Crow Ridge. If he wanted to find out who was harming him,
You must have absolute strength.
The old man seemed very satisfied with Lu Feng's answer, and there was a slight laughter in the darkness.
"I can use formations to stabilize and bless the original power of your seven souls, allowing them to slowly nourish and recover, but the consequence is that you must understand these formations, otherwise the formations will be out of control and you will be wiped out with no bones left." The old man.
The voice was a bit harsh, but the tone was full of appreciation.
"When I understand the formation, will I be able to practice like an ordinary person?" Lu Feng asked carefully. After all, it is a matter of life and death, and there is no room for sloppiness.
"After setting up the seven formations, you can practice as usual. Each time you control a formation in the future, it will be equivalent to your original penetration of one soul. However, you must keep in mind one thing: after the seven formations are penetrated, you still need to fuse and connect them, and
This step requires the help of extremely rare spiritual beings, nothing else is necessary." The old man explained how difficult it was and asked Lu Feng to be mentally prepared in advance.
"Seven formations?" Lu Feng was surprised. He thought there was only one formation.
"Afraid?" The old man smiled jokingly.
"Junior is just a little surprised, not afraid," Lu Feng shook his head and said deliberately: "I'm just worried about senior's formation skills. I'm worried that I escaped the disaster of Night Crow Ridge, but my life will be ruined because of the mistakes in the formation.
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"Ha~" the old man snorted coldly and said with full of arrogance: "I have set up countless formations in my life, and I have never made any mistakes."
Although Lu Feng's face was calm when he heard this, he was ecstatic in his heart, 'You have never made any mistakes in the formation in your life?' If what he said is true, it would be too scary. Even the top formation masters in the world today, who are they?
Dare you speak so wildly?
Have you met a master from this world?!
But if you think about it carefully, if you didn't have extraordinary means, how could you have saved yourself from dying on Night Crow Ridge?
In an instant, Lu Feng raised the old man to a very high position. At the same time, he secretly doubted in his heart that such an existence would go to such trouble to save a useless person like himself. Is there any purpose?
This doubt was extinguished in my mind as soon as it arose.
Lu Feng smiled mockingly to himself. Even if the old man had ulterior motives, he had nothing now, so what should he fear?
"Senior, I wonder which of the seven formations it is?" Although Lu Feng is not an formation master, he has some knowledge of formations. He really can't think of any formation that can have such an effect.
The old man smiled proudly, "Those are the seven unique formations that I have spent my whole life searching for. They perfectly fit the seven souls of man. They are the supreme formations given by God..."
Lu Feng listened to the old man's words attentively. When he first heard about the power of those formations, he couldn't help but yearn for them. Gradually, he suddenly realized that the old man seemed to be exaggerating the formations intentionally to 'tempt' him.
A thought suddenly appeared in Lu Feng's mind: "Could it be that the purpose of Senior saving me was to test those formations?"
If this is the case, at least it can be regarded as a mutually beneficial relationship, and Lu Feng has a little more trust in the old man.
"Senior," Lu Feng interrupted the old man's boastful speech, "I am ready and can accept the formation into my body at any time."
"good!"
The old man's voice gradually faded in the darkness, and soon after, a "squeaky" sound came, like the sound of opening a door or snapping bamboo. Lu Feng calmly felt the subtle movement on the old man's side, and found that there seemed to be an extra person.
"Could it be that these formation seniors can't deploy it all by themselves?" Lu Feng was shocked. He recalled what the old man said just now. What formation made the powerful formation master who had never failed have to find someone to jointly deploy it?
"Keep your mind and don't resist," another cold voice came from the darkness. Then, the space on both sides of Lu Feng slowly gathered, and huge apertures overlapped each other. Countless lines on the apertures glowed, and the entire dark space became
Extremely gorgeous.
It's a pity that Lu Feng didn't have the opportunity to see this beautiful scenery.
A thick and continuous huge force filled his body. Before Lu Feng could fully react, he felt a suction force bursting out from deep in his soul. Then his eyes darkened and he lost consciousness, allowing the many gorgeous lines to flow freely.
for.
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Lu Feng, who was in a coma, did not know everything that was happening in the outside world.
On Night Crow Ridge.
A cold and beautiful woman stood aloof on the top of the mountain, wearing a gauze white dress fluttering in the wind. She exuded an aura of immortality like a nine-day fairy descending to earth. Everything around her seemed to have lost its color due to her appearance, as if she did not dare to compete with her.
Gorgeous.
The woman looked at the remaining traces of the battle on the mountain, looking a little lonely, biting her lip slightly, with a hint of unwillingness between her brows.
She came for the appointment, but she was late!
The woman stared at the jet-black soft sword she picked up in her hand, her eyes full of regret and sadness. She coughed slightly and bloodshot eyes overflowed from the corner of her mouth. She didn't know whether it was due to excessive sadness or a recurrence of old injuries.
The woman stood alone on the top of the mountain for a whole day. When she left, her whole body became very dim, and the chill in her expression seemed to freeze the whole world.
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Not only some people on Yecrow Ridge were lamenting their sadness.
The inner gate of Qinghe Sect, the lobby where the soul jade tablets of the sect disciples are stored.
Every disciple who enters the inner sect will have a soul jade tablet carved into it. This is a rule that almost every major sect has.
At this moment, the disciple who was responsible for guarding the soul jade tablet shouted in surprise and fear: "No...no good...Senior Brother Lu Feng's soul jade tablet is broken...".
If it is broken, it means that its owner is dead.
Afterwards, the entire sect was shocked and regretful...
A middle-aged man was taking care of Yu Yihan who was sleeping on the boudoir bed. His eyes were full of love and care, and he seemed to be troubled and thinking. He didn't know how Yu Yihan should confess to him the news of Lu Feng's death when he woke up...
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Of course, Lu Feng was unaware of all this, and when he regained consciousness again, it was already seven days later.
"The seven formations have been completed, and now it depends on your luck."
Lu Feng was stunned. The old man's voice echoed in his mind, but it no longer had the penetrating power it had before. Instead, it sounded extremely weak.
Although the seven arrays were deployed, Lu Feng could do nothing except regaining his consciousness. The boundless darkness was still as far as his consciousness could reach. The only difference was that this time there were seven mist-like lights in the darkness.
Tuan is exactly what the Qipou Powder in the Soul of Life radiates.
Among the life souls, although the seven souls have been reforged and stabilized by the formation, Lu Feng feels that they are particularly strange at this moment, as if they have nothing to do with him.
Soon after the old man's voice dissipated, the halo of the seven souls also dimmed, and the sea of souls once again returned to silent darkness.
Wandering, lonely, lonely...
Lu Feng stayed in this environment for many days. Although the darkness was not good in any way, it helped him clarify a lot of his thoughts. Some of the doubts he had on Night Crow Ridge also became clearer.