According to the feedback from Divine Sense, there is not even a trace of Spiritual Power in this cave abode, not a trace of Qi and Blood, and there is not even any fluctuation of the soul.
There was only some dry dust, a few dead poisonous insects, and a piece of shriveled granite leaning against the stone wall that had been weathered for an unknown number of years and had some decay in its internal structure.
Divine Sense stayed on the surface of the granite for three full breaths.
During these three breaths, the entire wilderness was silent, except for the fierce sound of the sails on the high-altitude flying boat.
In the end, the Divine Sense found nothing unusual, and withdrew from the cave with some disappointment, spreading towards the Savage Marshlands deeper.
Until Divine Sense completely moved away and disappeared into the horizon.
The "dry granite" next to the stone wall only slightly soothed the skin, but it did not revive immediately.
Su Yueli It is very clear that Cultivation World Those old guys are all foxes who have become sperms.
Today's search is just the beginning.
In the next three, five, or even thirty years, this wilderness will become a meat grinder for the monks of the two countries.
Whoever can't help but move first will become prey for everyone to eat.
"Eternal Life's warrior has nothing but patience."
"You are in a hurry to gamble your life, so I will spend it here with you."
Su Yueli whispered softly in his heart.
Boom...
Her heart beat again, dull and slow.
Then, a full hour passed between the second jump.
The third jump occurred one year later.
Su Yueli slowly closed his eyes, and the expression under the mask became completely calm.
rustle...
The mountain wind roared, and a few yellow leaves were carried by the wind and fell at the entrance of the cave.
Immediately afterwards, there is dirt and sand.
Within a few months, the entrance to the nameless cave was completely sealed by thick leaves and dust.
From the outside, it looks like an unremarkable loess slope covered with weeds.
Everyone in the world is looking for the Masked God of Slaughter who ended the inheritance of the Azure Cloud Sect.
But she, in this corner of the desert with no Spiritual Qi, once again started a long period of sitting for a Eternal Life person.
The wind blows and the grass is low, winter passes and spring comes.
Years have become meaningless at this moment.
One hundred and ten years is just a blink of an eye.
For the ordinary people in Great Li Imperial City, these one hundred and ten years have been a bit difficult.
Secular people are like a revolving door, passing away generation after generation.
Those low-level Rogue Cultivators who were slapping the table in the Blackstone City teahouse with red faces and talking about "Masked God of Slaughter" are now completely rotten in Mass Grave.
Time is a very cruel thing.
The destruction of the Azure Cloud Sect back then was no different than the collapse of Great Li Cultivation World a hundred years ago.
But now, the tragic Immortal Sect Fire and the mysterious masked man in black who tore apart the Eleventh Realm formation have already changed their taste through word of mouth, and have become a distant and bizarre legend that is hard to distinguish between the true and false after dinner.
"Destroy ancestor Eleventh Realm purely with your physical body? Just lie to ghosts. How can any mortal warrior in this world who does not cultivate immortality survive for more than a hundred years?"
"You still resist Thirteenth Realm Overhaul's blow?"
When today's young monks mention this old case, most of them will just laugh disdainfully and regard it as a "bedtime story" used by the elders of the sect to scare disobedient disciples.
After all, there has never been a warrior in this world who can live for more than a hundred years.
Barren Mountain, the silent nameless cave.
The entrance to the cave has long been covered with rocks, mud and dead leaves. From the outside, it looks like a barren slope overgrown with weeds, and no one will take a second look.
In the deepest part of the cave, Su Yueli still maintains the cross-sitting posture from back then.
The sand and dust that pressed down on her body had been completely weathered and solidified by more than a hundred years of erosion into a gray-black stone shell more than two inches thick.
She had her eyes closed, no breathing, no heartbeat, her body temperature was cold, and she looked no different from the rocks in the cave.
Boom.
In the darkness that had been dead for hundreds of years, a beating sound suddenly sounded.
It is the heart of Su Yueli.
Immediately afterwards, the heartbeat began to gradually accelerate, and quickly returned to a normal and steady rhythm from about an hour ago.
Su Yueli's eyelids trembled slightly and his body trembled slightly.
The two-inch-thick hard stone shell that had covered her for a hundred and ten years was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks under this shake, and then cracked inch by inch, turning into countless rubble and falling to the ground.
The stone shell fell off, revealing a long blue and white dress.
Su Yueli exhaled a long breath of turbid air.
He opened his eyes and looked at his hands.
The pair of palms under the dim light were as white as warm jade.
Time has carved knives of varying degrees of severity on most people in this world, but she was the only one who was spared.
Her face is as delicate as before, unchanged from a hundred years ago. Even due to years of meditation, it has a cold and lonely beauty that makes the secular world look eclipsed.
"Undying Realm's injury has finally been smoothed away."
Su Yueli looked inside himself and muttered to himself.
The bones in her body were exuding a restrained, translucent and warm luster.
Originally at the Thirteenth Realm Undying Realm, the Golden Bones bones have completely lost their flamboyant golden color.
It has been replaced with an almost jade-like translucent texture.
Cultivation is a very rigorous matter.
Undying Realm, to put it bluntly, it is still "leaking".
Although the physical body has high strength, the Qi and Blood and energy in the body will still leak out through the pores and bones.
The energy and spirit completely returned to Hunyuan, and not a single bit of Qi and Blood or power leaked out from the whole body.
If Su Yueli didn't take the initiative at this time, even if those ancestors of the Twelfth Realm and Thirteenth Realm used Divine Sense to probe her, they would only think that she was a common woman with no Root Bone and no threat.
But the physical density of this body has reached a frightening level that makes the mind of an immortal cultivator stagnate.
Leakless State... It is absolute physical defense.
Now, even if she is standing still, any Tenth Realm or Flying Sword chop on her undefended neck will not be able to break through her physical defense. Instead, she will be shattered on the spot by the counter-shock force.
This is already a way to compete purely with the physical body against the forbidden power of heaven and earth Principle.
Su Yueli moved his shoulders, and the joints made a very fine and crisp sound.
She took out an old broken bronze mirror from her sleeves, and with the faint light coming from outside, she looked at the beautiful face in the mirror that was the same as it was a hundred years ago.
She was a little helpless and shook her head.
"The immortal cultivators wanted to beg Eternal Life, but they were anxious to gamble their lives every day. I just wanted to sleep, but I accidentally became their ancestor."
Su Yueli Put the bronze mirror back into your sleeve.
In the blind corner of the cave, the black shadow of Little Black also jumped up excitedly and lay obediently on her shoulder.
After one hundred and ten years of recuperation, its Darkness Origin and Su Yueli, and its half-exploded Mutated Martial Soul, have completely recovered to their most perfect peak condition.
Not only that, after Mutated Martial Soul's size swallowed up those overhauled Primordial Spirit, the dark gold patterns on the surface of the black gold armor became even more mysterious. When hidden in the shadows, even the space Principle couldn't capture it.
Su Yueli took out a brand new carved mask with white background.
The red lines on the mask are very bright, like a trace of wet blood.
She slowly put the mask on her face.
"One hundred and ten years... I can finally go out.