Cultivation, endless reincarnation

Chapter 262 Loss of life after divination

Chamber of Secrets.

The light is a little dim.

Zhao Yongqi sat cross-legged.

He closed his eyes tightly and frowned slightly. Surrounding him were thirteen disaster-proof treasures of various shapes, including tree species, bone fragments, and jade. No matter what shape they were, they were all refined into turbidity. Jade color.

suddenly

He opened his eyes suddenly.

Various scenes flashed through his pupils.

Among them was the meeting between the Crazy Thunder Eagle King and the Black Mountain Demon.

The moment Zhao Yongqi regained consciousness, a great fear came. This fear came from the depths of his soul. Then, he saw that the disaster-preventing treasures suspended around him were all stained with a gray-black aura.

"click"

"click"

"click"

This gray-black energy is strange and unpredictable.

Just look at it.

It was as if he was being pulled into the abyss of the dead.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of shattering, the thirteen disaster-proof treasures were covered with cracks, as if they had experienced the ravages of time, and then they turned into ashes one by one and disappeared completely from the world.

Zhao Yongqi Rao has always been calm.

Looking at this scene, I couldn't help but feel fear in my heart.

This fear does not originate from his personal emotions, but an instinctive reaction engraved in his blood, just like mice are naturally afraid of cats. Just seeing these gray and black gases, he instinctively wants to escape. Keep them close.

but.

Another clear instinct told him.

This gray and black energy was directed at him.

No matter where he fled to the ends of the earth.

These gray and black energies will be like maggots in the tarsal bones.

It is impossible to stop until they are worn away.

Outside the secret room.

Just when Zhao Yongqi opened his eyes.

The moment when the gray and black energy appears.

Wan Ling, who had been closing her eyes to rest, suddenly opened her eyes. Her beautiful eyes looked in the direction of the secret room in surprise. She could feel that something suddenly came into the secret room that made her feel palpitated.

“I’ve heard of it a long time ago”

"Anyone who spies on the secrets of heaven will surely be counterattacked by the secrets of heaven. This is indeed the case when I see it today."

Wan Ling whispered softly.

Her lavender dress swayed slightly.

The fair little face showed a thoughtful expression.

the other side.

Zhao Yongqi's expression had become extremely solemn.

Even though he knew that there was a high probability that it would be useless, he still instinctively used all his methods. Several layers of defensive brilliance enveloped him. There was a golden tower-shaped defensive magic weapon suspended above his head, and he held a crystal orb in each hand.

however.

The gray and black aura is like something on another level.

In addition to being useful as a treasure to ward off disasters.

No magic weapon or spell can touch them.

After all the disaster-preventing treasures disappeared from the sky and the earth, the remaining gray-black energy was like hungry wolves, all heading towards Zhao Yong. Even under the effect of the disaster-preventing treasures, only one or two percent remained. The gray and black aura, but it is also an extremely large number.

More than the previous two fortune-tellings.

Think about it.

This is the price of his divination for the demon king in the later stage of Nascent Soul.

The gray and black energy touched his body.

Zhao Yongqi felt it immediately.

His skin, bones, blood, mana... everything was resisting the entry of gray and black energy, but this was obviously in vain.

The gray and black energy quickly consumed his spiritual power.

Even though he is already a foundation builder.

But this time there was more gray and black energy than before.

His body seemed to turn into a battlefield, and the gray-black energy was like a powerful intruder. His own spiritual power was retreating steadily, and he was even swallowed up and encouraged to rebel. The gray-black energy was like a powerful elite, rushing directly to the Dantian. middle.

When the spiritual energy in the body is almost exhausted.

Zhao Yongqi felt it.

An extremely important force originating from himself still resists the gray and black energy.

He accidentally caught a glimpse of his own hand.

The originally rosy and tight skin began to become dry, and wrinkles slowly appeared. This shocking change made his heart tremble.

"Shouyuan?"

Zhao Yongqi had a clear understanding.

When his own strength cannot resist the gray and black energy.

Then this mysterious aura began to consume his life span.

Every breath.

They all seemed extremely long.

Time should have passed very quickly, but in Zhao Yongqi's mind, it seemed like many years had passed. When the gray and black energy disappeared, he finally regained his sense of the physical body.

weak.

emptiness.

Powerless.

exhausted. These feelings come flooding back.

"cough"

"Cough cough."

Zhao Yongqi couldn't help covering his mouth and coughing. His voice was extremely hoarse, as if he was an old man.

wrong.

It should be said that he is an old man at this moment.

Zhao Yongqi looked at the blood coughed up in his palms. He wanted to stand up, but he had no strength at all. He could only sit cross-legged, his body slightly stooped, and looked at himself up and down with slightly turbid eyes.

The clothes were hanging loosely on his body.

All visible skin was wrinkled.

These wrinkles are like traces of time.

deeply engraved on his body,

Zhao Yongqi guessed.

This time it may take at least fifty years of life.

This is still his conservative estimate.

The actual situation may be more serious.

"Cultivating immortality and attaining the Tao."

"How difficult it is."

In this life, Zhao Yongqi felt for the first time that death was so close to him.

Loss of longevity.

It was as if the essence of life had been sucked away by invisible hands.

The chain reaction was devastating. His level dropped to the middle stage of Qi refining, and his own vitality was severely damaged. It was almost impossible to recover his cultivation.

A beam of soft light suddenly fell on Zhao Yongqi.

He struggled with all his strength to raise his head slightly.

Wan Ling opened the door.

She was wearing a lavender dress, her appearance was as pure and charming as a girl's, her skin was as delicate and white as jade, she stood there quietly, exuding a noble temperament, as if she was truly a virgin. Mortal fairy.

"cough"

"It's really embarrassing."

"Made my uncle laugh."

Zhao Yongqi grinned.

He forced a wry smile.

His face was already covered with wrinkles and he looked extremely old, completely different from his previous appearance.

Wan Ling's face seemed to show a trace of intolerance.

But it soon disappeared.

She walked up to Zhao Yongqi, took out a pill from her sleeve, and stuffed it into his mouth with her own hands.

"Do you hate me?"

Wan Ling looked at Zhao Yongqi in a daze.

She seemed to see it from this old face.

I saw the figure of the second-generation patriarch Zhao Shouyan.

perhaps.

Was he also like this back then?

"No."

Zhao Yongqi swallowed the elixir and then shook his head gently. He felt as if he had swallowed an endless spring. The sweet spring water flowed through his limbs and bones, and his body seemed to be replenishing his vitality.

"This must be a very precious pill."

He thought so in his mind.

"Don't you hate it?"

Wan Ling didn't believe it.

She doesn't know either.

I was asking the person in front of me.

Still asking about the figure in her mind.

"Don't hate."

Zhao Yongqi shook his head again.

"This has nothing to do with my uncle. He is just following orders. There are sacrifices in the battle between the two armies. If you really want to hate, then you can only hate yourself. If my cultivation level is higher, I naturally don't need to be the one." This abandoned piece."

"Besides."

"This is not and is not dead."

Zhao Yongqi said with some joy in the pain.

These are the words he said.

Although it is true.

But it didn't tell the whole story.

He certainly doesn't have that selfless spirit.

It's just that I just have to think about some things in my heart. If I really want to say it out, don't look at this woman who is so sad now. When she comes back to her senses, she may not know what she is thinking.

"next life."

"I will never practice divination again."

Zhao Yongqi felt deeply.

The art of divination is a big pitfall.

(End of this chapter)