281 End with another start

"Haha, old man Wang Tong, I didn't expect that Master Dao also has magic weapons like Xuan Guangjing. I won't play with you~"

In the sinking sea of ​​consciousness, Lu Chen smiled excitedly and laughed wildly.

"Damn, what's going on?"

Just as he was smiling, Lu Chen suddenly realized that the magic power in his body was rushing out of the golden elixir. He had just sucked a little and could only open the Xuanguang Mirror for his ban, and his magic power was completely lost in an instant.

The space tunnel was pitch black, and Lu Chen could not catch a trace of direction at all. The strong dead aura seemed to be without any anger in the space, wrapping him tightly.

"Buzz~"

A powerful impact force surged in his mind, hitting the soul of the sea of ​​consciousness. Lu Chen only felt that he was knocked out and his eyes were pitch black.

"Swish~"

Suddenly, the scenery in front of him changed and the darkness disappeared in an instant. Lu Chen saw that he seemed to have entered an extremely dark and wet area, and his body was more than ten feet high in the air and was falling to the ground.

"Damn, Wushayun~"

In desperation, Lu Chen shouted loudly, but the golden elixir on his body did not react at all. Wushayun did not condense under his feet, and Lu Chen fell to the ground with a hard and thrust.

"Push~"

There were more than thirty people, at least 150 or 60 kilograms. They just fell from a height of more than ten feet, directly knocking Lu Chen down and not waking up.

...

"Huh~"

Not long after, when a cool breeze blew, Lu Chen finally woke up from the fainting. After regaining consciousness, he felt the pain in his heart. His whole body seemed to be dispersed, and there was a tearing pain everywhere. The cold air on his spine was thrilling, and a yin energy spread throughout his body.

"Crack, Crack~"

He raised his arms like a lead-filled water, and finally supported his palms on the ground so that he could lie down sideways. Lu Chen shook his head fiercely. In a severe pain, the bones on his body made a "crack, crack" sound. Then, Lu Chen opened his eyes.

The body was covered with cold ground, with soil, fallen leaves and stones mixed. The upper half of the right arm in a few places was faintly numb; it seemed that in the middle of the night, there was a glimmer of light on the top of the head, which should be the light glow of the stars, and the cold surface was obviously extremely wet, and there was even frost.

"Where is this?" He grinned, turned over and got up, sat on the ground, Lu Chen began to look around.

The entrance to the eyes should be the entrance of a village. I was under an ancient tree that was hard to name. The ancient tree had no branches and leaves, leaving only a branch that was so thick that it needed five or six people to gather around it. Otherwise, I would not be so miserable. There was not even a little leverage in the air, and I fell to my sincerity.

The reason for it is said to be the entrance of the village is that there is a dilapidated small bridge in front of the right. The bridge is made of wood, and there is a turbulent stream below making a pleasant rustling sound. The piers are already old and dense, with small holes bitten by insects and ants everywhere, making Lu Chen very doubtful whether the bridge can withstand the weight of a person.

The night wind blows over, and the dilapidated wooden boards on the bridge are too large and tied up too loosely, causing a gloomy impact sound. Fortunately, there is a bright full moon hanging high in the air this night, with a hint of light brightness, which will not make people feel too terrifying and gloomy.

The view was around the small bridge, and the black shadows were only a few meters high. Cloaks appeared under the bright moon. They were thatched huts, lined up one after another, slightly regular. In the late night, the lights were turned off from door to door, and they fell asleep deeply. Lu Chen, who had a clever ear and eyes, could still hear a few heavy snoring sounds.

"Where is this?" The mixed consciousness made Lu Chen fall into memories. After asking himself, he began to think about his previous experience.

"Well. Wang Tong, the ancestor of Guiyuan Sect, is indeed amazing. There is also the Fengniu Beast, and *** is actually in the Nascent Soul stage."

"But fortunately, Master Dao finally escaped, and the mysterious mirror shone for three hundred miles. He could not catch up with him no matter how hard he did."

"Xuan Guang Mirror?" Lu Chen was shocked when he thought of the Xuan Guang Mirror, thinking that the mirror was thrown up and would not be lost.

Touch left and right, and finally return the spiritual consciousness to the sea of ​​consciousness and return to the outside of the Shenxiao Palace...

"Huh~"

When Lu Chen saw the mysterious light mirror quietly floating in the distant space, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief: The mysterious light mirror cannot be lost, it involves the safety of the old ghost.

Just ~

"Where is this?"

The pain was still there at this time, but it was much better than it was just now. I don’t know if it was a habit or it was really better. Anyway, it wouldn’t be as painful as before. He sat cross-legged on the ground and glanced around. The dark night in the darkness made him fall into deep thoughts.

"The mysterious mirror shines three hundred miles apart. This place should be three hundred miles away from Lingxiu Tian Peak. As for which direction, I don't know."

As he thought about it, Lu Chen discovered an extremely serious problem: "The Xuanguang Mirror was brought to Master Dao three hundred miles away. How was the calculation of these three hundred miles? Which direction is this?"

Lu Chen was searching left and right. Usually, a village at the entrance of the village would have marks about the name of the village so that people could know where they came.

Lu Chen searched for it and found that behind the ancient tree and on the other end of the small bridge, he saw a erected sign: Yinyue Village.

"Yinyue Village?" Lu Chen scratched his head and thought to himself: "There is no such village on the Dongzhou map. Could it be that I remembered it wrong or didn't read it all?"

Thinking of this, Lu Chen quickly took out the map he bought when he first entered the prehistoric world, and searched it over and over again, but it was not.

"No, what the hell is this?"

The hateful old man couldn't understand what Xuan Guangjing did, and where did he bring him to Master Dao?

Thinking about it with worries, Lu Chen quickly slapped the Qiankun bag, intending to take out the sound transmission notes and contact Zhuang Wenyuan and others, but the result...

"Damn, why didn't you react?" Lu Chen patted again. When he used his mana, a severe pain immediately came from the purple mansion.

"No." Lu Chen was deeply shocked and quickly sat cross-legged. He returned to the sea of ​​consciousness and suddenly found that the main pill in the Nine Evil Golden Pill in his purple palace had turned blue-gray, like a small round bead stone.

This phenomenon made Lu Chen shocked. The golden elixir was ignorant, which was a sign of exhaustion of magic power, and it was just impossible for him to use his magic power to contact Qiankun Bag.

Using the Great Yan Immortal Art is the same as before. Apart from the severe pain, no magic power cannot be used.

"Oh no, could it be that the Xuanguang Mirror has drained my magic power?"

It is not scary to consume all the magic power. What is scary is that you cannot use the Immortal Arts, so you cannot regain your magic power. Lu Chen felt as if he had entered a dead end, and there was only one body of magic weapon and Immortal Art that could not be used.

Thinking of this, Lu Chen was extremely shocked. Fortunately, a wisp of spiritual consciousness had completely merged with the jade pendant, and entered the space of the Shenxiao Palace and then moved the immortal technique...

"Huh? It's still easy to use here."

As a result, Lu Chen did not care where he was, and tried countless times before and afterwards, and finally found that his magic power was really exhausted and he could only use his spiritual sense in the Shenxiao Palace space, and he did not dare to use too much force, otherwise it would cause severe pain.

Just then, the black evil spirit of the heart beat out and hangs beside Lu Chen.

The black evil heart fire released outside has a certain residual consciousness, but it has become Lu Chen's only hope.

Lu Chen immediately sat down, opened the Qiankun bag with the power of the Black Evil Heart Fire, and took out a low-grade spirit stone and absorbed it.

As time went by, the golden elixir began to return to the black gold color bit by bit. Of course, this sign was not very fast and very slow. Lu Chen had already checked his physical condition and understood that he had exhausted almost all his mana in the confrontation with Xiang Ning. Later, the old man Qi Jing did not explain that he would need a lot of mana support in the process of using the Xuanguang Mirror, and as a result, he directly turned himself into an ineffective mortal.

Fortunately, with the Black Demon Heart Fire, Lu Chen can use the lower-grade spirit stone to restore his strength, but this process takes a long time and the progress should not be too fast.

After a night, Lu Chen stabilized his strength to about the seventh level of Qi training, and finally he was able to control his sword and open the Qiankun bag.

The night was already brighter, and the morning mist filled the sky above the village, bringing a hazy mysterious aura.

All night, Lu Chen was exhausted after only recovering to the seventh level of Qi training, let alone fighting with others.

"This time I was consumed too much, and I didn't notice it at all. Alas, it will take some time to recover to the early stage of the Golden Pill. You can't hurry up."

"I don't know how Master and the others are?"

He immediately took out a spiritual talisman and sacrificed it. Then Lu Chen waited for Zhuang Wenyuan and others to reply, but he waited for (7) for a long time, but no news came back. Lu Chen was confused.

"Is it too far away? Forget it, let's see where it is before making plans."

Then, Lu Chen closed his eyes and used the Qingxin Art of the Great Yan Immortal Art to regulate his breathing with all his strength. This breathing method will not affect his own injuries, but only the effect is to restore his mental state.

After resting for a while, Lu Chen seemed to have had a full sleep and was full of energy. Except for not being able to fight with others immediately, there was nothing serious about it for the time being.

Lu Chen looked down at his upper body, and there was a large area of ​​blood. His bronze skin was rolled up by the soil on the ground. He was dirty and had a smell of sweat and rotten clay, which was very unpleasant.

At the beginning of the morning, Yinyue Village was quite strange. Logically speaking, it should be the time when farmers came to the ground to live. But the village was silent, and no one figure came out from door to door.

Lu Chen looked around and saw the clear stream, and stopped slightly, jumped down.

I took a cool bath comfortably, but fortunately I recovered some magic power the night before, so this coolness would not cause any harm to me. I used the Xuan Gong technique to evaporate the water stains on my body, changed into a clean set of clothes, and Lu Chen walked into Yinyue Village.
Chapter completed!