Chapter 309 Dark Prison

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"What is this place?"

Dao Ling was taken aback, everything he entered was pitch black, the scenery was invisible, he couldn't see anything, and it was full of a lonely and cold taste.

Dao Ling's eyes were full of light, like two magic lamps burning. Looking around, the shock on his face became more and more intense.

In Dao Ling's eyes now, night and day are exactly the same, not to mention it's dark, even some formations can see through, but nothing can be seen here.

After walking for a while, Dao Ling was a little flustered. He couldn't feel the surging energy in his body, as if his body had been cut off.

"What's going on? I'm not opening the ninth acupoint. Why is there nothing? What's wrong with my body?"

Dao Ling muttered to himself, he didn't know what happened, he just knew that this place was like a black prison, he was trapped in it, he couldn't get out, he couldn't see anything clearly.

"No, even if the ninth acupoint is against the sky, it won't kill me instantly. I don't even have a little consciousness."

Dao Ling shook his head, he sat cross-legged, calmed down, and began to try to communicate with the physical body, intending to turn back.

Time has passed very long, this world is lonely and cold, without any vitality at all, it seems that it has not changed for thousands of years.

Dao Ling tried for a long time, but he couldn't feel the movement of his body. He couldn't even feel the essence of heaven and earth, and even the Dao didn't exist.

This place is like a prison isolated from the world, there is no world, and it is inexplicable panic.

"Go away!"

Dao Ling was furious, feeling that something was playing tricks on him, he punched out from the air, but this punch was like a mud cow entering the sea, without the slightest fluctuation of energy.

"What's going on? What kind of place is this? Why doesn't anything else appear, this isn't the real world!"

Dao Ling yelled, and kept punching to break through here, but he failed, failed many times, there was no way to get out of here, and there was darkness everywhere.

He didn't believe that this place was boundless, so he started to shoot into it, walking very fast, but the world was infinite, so Dao Ling didn't know how far he ran, and he still didn't get out of here.

"Why is this happening?"

Dao Ling's eyes opened angrily,

He didn't know what happened, it felt like he had been here for several days.

He originally wanted to take the opportunity to break through the barrier, but he only had a few hours left. If he did it, he would lose a fortune, which would save a lot of time. This was a gamble of his life.

But Daoling didn't expect that when he stepped in at the door, he got such an ending, nothing, everywhere was dark and cold, and he couldn't get out at all, and it had been going on for a long time.

"How to do how to do?"

Dao Ling was extremely anxious. If this kind of time passed, the Tianyan Sect probably had completed many years of planning, and they could feed back the direction of the source and get a heaven-defying fortune.

The Dao clan and the Tianyanzong had a life-and-death feud, which was a blood feud that must be washed away with blood. A dozen years ago, the Dao clan didn't know how many outstanding people were killed by the Tianyanzong. He couldn't forget this scene.

He still vaguely remembered Dao Hong'an's words, even if there is only one person left in the Dao clan, he must fight to the end and let the Tianyanzong pay for his blood.

He also said that Xiaodaoling is blessed by the heavens, he will not die easily, he will come back to life, and sooner or later, he will enter the Martial Hall!

He didn't dare to forget every sentence, reflected in the depths of his soul, he would complete these things little by little, and regain the dignity that was trampled on by the Tao clan back then!

But now, Dao Ling finds that he is trapped in an inexplicable world, and he can't find a way out. If things go on like this for a long time, he will definitely die.

"I can't sit still, I'm going out."

Dao Ling took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the chaos in his heart. There is nothing more important than this now. What is there to fight for when his life is gone?

He sat cross-legged, felt the body carefully, and frowned tightly. Dao Ling found that the body no longer existed.

"Is this my spirit?"

He was taken aback, but shook his head:

"Impossible, the spirit cannot exist alone, only the strong can do it, what form am I now?"

He wrinkled, his face turned pale inexplicably:

"Could it be that I'm already dead? This is the legendary underworld. I came to the underworld? No, no, no, I won't die, I won't die!"

He couldn't believe his guess. Dao Ling didn't believe that the ninth good luck acupoint was so difficult to open, it would be wiped out in an instant, and he didn't even have time to react.

He has practiced to this level and it is already very scary. If it is not wiped out instantly, he guesses that the ninth orifice cannot be opened at all, it is a scam.

"I want to become stronger, I want to go out, even if I have only a trace of spirit now, I still want to make it stronger!"

Dao Ling's beliefs are being reunited, he will not sit still, he wants to cultivate and fight out, and wants to see what is going on with all this.

The spirit is the same as the primordial spirit. It is too slow to practice this system, and only the strong will spend a lot of time studying it.

Dao Ling calmed down and tried his best to absorb the spiritual power between heaven and earth. It can be said that spiritual power is everywhere, but it is too rare, and the absorption can only be described as pitiful.

I don't know how this energy is born, but I know that absorbing it can strengthen the cultivation of the soul.

Dao Ling is trying to absorb this energy, this is the only thing he can do, otherwise he can only watch the night and die in solitude.

He was also recalling some of his experience in cultivating the primordial spirit, the Xinghuo God Furnace, etc. he had gained in the past.

He is groping for the method of cultivating the primordial spirit, because this kind of practice is too dangerous, without a physical body, he will be cut off directly.

He keeps trying, like a fish swimming in the boundless sea, without the same kind, but growing up, little by little.

But this kind of time passed too long and too fast. Dao Ling didn't know how long he had been practicing, he felt like a year or two had passed.

After working hard for a year or two to achieve this point, but still unable to break through this black space, Dao Ling's heart was once again hazy with a layer of panic.

"What's going on with the outside world? Does my body still exist? Did Dahei and Cyclops go out? Did Tianyanzong get the source and hide the treasure?"

Dao Ling made a deep voice, and soon his face was full of thoughts:

"How is Ye Yun? Did you go to the alchemy conference? How is Ganyao? And Shishi, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to Jianzhou for a short time. I don't know how you are doing now."

Thinking of the Alchemy Conference, Dao Ling's eyes were moist and he muttered to himself:

"Qingzhu, my brother is sorry for you, I can't help you find the soul source..."

Dao Ling was very bald, and he didn't know how long he had been bald. He thought of his parents, Ling Yan, and Dao Hongan's words, and he cheered up again.

"I want to practice, I can't go on like this, I will definitely go out, I still have a lot of things to do!"

Dao Ling raised his head to the sky and roared, and continued to practice in silence, only silence and coldness accompanied him, he was very lonely, only Dao accompanied him.

This kind of loneliness is tormenting, and he wished to fall asleep immediately, but Dao Ling held on time and time again, and survived time and time again, he felt that decades had passed outside.

"Ah, why is it still not working!"

There was an angry echo in the darkness, Dao Ling stood up, and said in fear:

"It's been decades, I'm really dead, I can never get out."

He was very helpless. He recalled what happened in his childhood, the scene where his origin was poached, and the cripple led him to live. Dao Ling was recalling his life, and found that he had done too little, and he was not reconciled!

"I won't die like this, I have to cheer up, I have to believe in myself!"

Dao Ling sat cross-legged on the ground, took a deep breath, he knew it was too difficult to go out in his own way, Dao Ling was recalling what he had learned.

Daoling recited the scriptures in the dark, and he wanted to make sense of what he had learned.

After reciting for a while, Dao Ling took the lead, and he opened his mouth to drink out an ancient character, a golden ancient character hanging high in the sky, emitting a faint light curtain, with a layer of Dao rhyme.

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