Chapter 187 Seven Years

When Han Yi woke up, he still felt severe pain all over his body and his mind was drowsy. After struggling for a while, he barely opened his eyes, but he could only move his eyeballs.

He should be lying flat at this moment, facing the sky.

Han Yi took a deep breath and began to mobilize the mana in his body. The pain instantly increased by one level, and he stopped immediately.

After a while, he started to try again, but this time he did not try to mobilize the mana, but tried to sense the condition of his body.

It was terrible, devastatingly bad.

He couldn't even sense the spiritual sea.

This kind of injury shows how terrible it is.

Since he joined Xuandan Sect and was promoted to the first level of Qi training, he has never encountered such a situation.

But Han Yi did not give up. It took him half an hour to mobilize a trace of mana in his body. He used this trace of mana to stimulate his body. With waves of severe pain, Han Yi was sweating profusely and his body was instantly soaked.

After another hour, Han Yi was able to move a little. He turned his head with difficulty and saw the situation beside him. He could not help but feel relieved and urgent.

He felt relieved because he turned his head and saw a familiar building. This was the place before he fell into the first level of the virtual domain. It was the place where he stopped after he found the black mark on the back of his hand.

From this position, he should have returned to the Mirage Immortal Realm, which was why he felt relieved.

As for the sense of urgency, in the Mirage Immortal Realm, the danger comes not only from virtual beasts, but also from other cultivators who have also entered this fantasy world.

If someone finds out about his current situation, it will almost be the only outcome of killing people and stealing treasures.

Thinking of this.

Han Yi stopped repairing his body and focused his consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Suddenly, his heart was shaking wildly.

Because at this moment, at the highest altitude of the sea of ​​consciousness, at the edge of the gray-white air, there was a black bead floating here and swallowing the gray-white air.

He would not forget this black bead.

This was the last bead he sensed when he fell to the deepest level of the Void Realm just now.

What on earth is this black bead?

How did it get to his sea of ​​consciousness?

Han Yi was shocked and had two more questions.

But he guessed that the token from the mysterious place took him to the Void Realm for this black bead.

From the sea of ​​consciousness, the purpose of the black token was achieved.

However.

At this moment, Han Yi was seriously injured in both his body and soul. Even if he wanted to detect the black bead that suddenly appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, he could not do it.

The sea of ​​consciousness is the place where the soul resides. It is one of the most important and core positions for cultivators. Han Yi would never let such a weird thing stay here easily.

As for how to get the black bead out, he would have to wait until he fully recovered before considering it.

Except for the black bead that swallowed the gray-white air at the top.

At this moment, in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness, a soul tower is located in the middle. Unlike before, this soul tower is in a scattered state.

This is because the soul tower has a bonus. If Han Yi transforms into an ordinary soul state, it will instantly disperse. It is easy to reunite, and after reunion, it will still disperse again.

This is a situation that will only occur when the soul is seriously injured to a certain extent.

Han Yi's consciousness fell on the soul tower and began to practice the nine-layer soul tower. At the edge of the sea of ​​consciousness, there were wisps of gray-white air. With the guidance of the soul tower, it gradually fell down, as if it was enlightened, and fell on the soul tower. The top few layers are still illusory, while the first and second layers at the bottom are already solid.

After another hour, Han Yi's soul can already appear in the state of soul without dispersing.

Han Yi opened his eyes and opened the storage ring, only to find that the Luotian Pill and Soul Pill he had used up had been severely injured by Li Yuanyi and the strange existence that possessed Li Yuanyi last time.

This was a mistake. I must buy more therapeutic pills in the future, Han Yi thought to himself.

In fact, he had never expected this situation. After he was severely injured by the strange existence that possessed Li Yuanyi, he fled back to Shudu and planned to go to the Wanxian Pavilion in the eighth fairy ring to buy fairy boats, magic pills, and magic talismans, but he did not expect to be chased by the Jindan monk halfway. After escaping from death, he fled to the Mirage Fairy Mountain.

Unexpectedly, he encountered the extremely strange and inexplicable situation just now.

All of a sudden, his body and soul were on the verge of collapse.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a line between life and death.

After a while, Han Yi's body recovered a little, and then he trembled and propped himself up and sat against the wall.

At this moment.

A voice came.

"Senior?"

"Senior, you are injured, do you need my help?"

Han Yi raised his head with difficulty and saw that Mu Yao was slowly approaching thirty meters away. There was an inexplicable light on her face, revealing hesitation, excitement, ferocity, and determination.

"Just now, I saw that you couldn't even open the storage ring. Do you need my help?"

In Mu Yao's sleeve, there was already a magic weapon. This was a golden long needle. The long needle was twenty centimeters long and one centimeter thick. The front half of the long needle was glowing black. This long needle was already coated with a deadly poison. Even if a foundation-building cultivator was poisoned, he would be unable to move and let her do whatever she wanted.

Han Yi's face was calm.

He didn't know if the other party had been around for a long time, but if the other party really appeared when Han Yi was just pulled back to the Mirage Immortal Realm, he would really have no means and would definitely die.

But now, the other party came out, just to seek death.

Han Yi looked at the other party calmly, with no sadness or joy in his eyes. If the other party turned around and left at this time, he didn't want to chase him, but if he went further, it would be to seek death.

However, Mu Yao was not a person who gave up easily.

In fact, Han Yi guessed wrong. Mu Yao didn't arrive nearby very early, but arrived here a quarter of an hour ago. Seeing Han Yi struggling to stand up and leaning against the wall, his face was sweating, and he was obviously seriously injured.

She still remembered that before this, Han Yi killed hundreds of virtual beasts in front of her and harvested hundreds of spiritual objects. Any of those spiritual objects was a treasure to her.

What's more, this is a foundation-building cultivator. The swords in his hands are at least top-grade magic weapons, and may even be magic weapons.

If he can take them for himself, the resources for his own cultivation to the foundation-building stage will no longer be a problem.

Such a temptation made her unable to resist.

Without hesitating for a long time, she walked out.

Her plan was also very simple, that is, to test it first, and then use Tu Du's magic weapon to make Han Yi unable to move, aggravate his injuries, and then, after snatching the storage bag magic weapon, wait for an opportunity to attract the virtual beast to devour Han Yi.

In this way, there is no need to worry about the soul of the foundation-building cultivator taking over, nor can there be any worry that Han Yi will leave alive and find Qinghefang to seek revenge on her.

Just as she stepped within ten meters of Han Yi, the fierce light in her eyes increased, and she pounced on him fiercely.

However, he still saw a pair of calm eyes. In the light reflected by the eyes, a red magic sword emerged from her body, and with a light stroke, it passed through the air without any sound. Her consciousness darkened, and she didn't even have time to think of "I'm dead" before she was beheaded by a sword.

Puff.

This time, blood sprayed all over Han Yi because he couldn't avoid it.

This sword was the only one he could mobilize at the moment. After this sword, his soul felt a little swollen and painful again, barely maintaining himself from being shaken apart.

Less than a quarter of an hour.

Black mist began to emerge around him. Han Yi's face changed, and he hurriedly collected the Fire Mist Sword that killed Mu Yao, the Seven-Star Kunwu Sword and the black token scattered on the ground.

Then.

He struggled to stand up slowly, slowly moved to the nearest collapsed building, found a cellar, and hid in it.

Taking a deep breath, Han Yi lowered his head and accidentally found that the black mark on the back of his right hand had disappeared.

In this way, the black mark should be condensed on the back of his hand after he killed the virtual beast. Han Yi temporarily called it the virtual domain mark.

In this way, he had the most reasonable speculation.

Anyone who killed the virtual beast and got the virtual domain mark would slowly fall into the virtual domain. The first layer was still quite safe, and the second layer began to be dangerous. The lower it went, the more dangerous it was.

Han Yi didn't know how many floors he had fallen to before, because at that time he could only sense his own "existence", without even thoughts and consciousness, so how could he know exactly which floor he was on.

Now that the imprint of the Void Realm has disappeared, Han Yi guessed that it was related to the black token.

But no matter what, this is a good thing for him, which means that as long as he doesn't kill the Void Beast and doesn't condense the imprint of the Void Realm again, he won't fall into the Void Realm.

Thinking of this.

Han Yi took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and began to practice.

Moreover, he simply put all his attention on the sea of ​​consciousness space, began to receive the gray-white air in the sea of ​​consciousness space, and constantly repaired the injuries of the soul.

I don't know how long it took.

Han Yi opened his eyes again and felt refreshed. In the sea of ​​consciousness space, the soul had recovered 30%.

He knew that a month had passed with a thought.

During this month, the physical body basically recovered the power of action, but the body was still bad, the mana was scarce, and the sea of ​​spirits was blocked.

Han Yi stood up and looked out of the exit of the cellar. He found that the outside was surrounded by black fog, and occasionally he could see a black shadow flashing by.

He did not leave immediately, but sat back, took out the spirit stone, and began to practice cautiously, not daring to make a big noise.

Three months later.

Han Yi opened his eyes again. At this moment, his magic power had only recovered 10%.

The injuries to his body were too severe, and his spiritual sea was severely damaged. The new injuries plus the old injuries, and the previous battle with the evil existence that possessed Li Yuanyi, the injuries to his spiritual sea, but not completely healed.

Han Yi had no choice but to continue practicing.

Two and a half years later.

The soul had completely recovered, and the injuries to the spiritual sea had also healed 90%.

After a little cleaning, Han Yi walked out of the cellar and avoided the virtual beast. This time, he did not dare to kill the virtual beast again. He did not dare to experience the virtual domain mark again, and then fall, and then tear the body and shake the soul.

Three years have passed. This injury took him three years to recover, and his spiritual sea still has a stubborn disease.

This painful experience was the first since he crossed over, and it left an indelible shadow in his heart.

Han Yi never wanted to experience it again.

After walking out of the cellar, Han Yi's figure flashed and he appeared a few hundred meters away. He found that the place where Mu Yao was killed before was clean of blood stains on the ground. The corpse, magic weapon, and storage bag had disappeared.

Han Yi's heart sank.

In this case, it should have been swallowed by the virtual beast, or fell into the virtual domain.

Han Yi looked up at the top of his head. The virtual beast was cruising and patrolling around. Moreover, this virtual domain invasion area had expanded to the point where he could not see the edge at a glance.

However.

This is not a problem.

Han Yi stopped attacking and quickly flashed away. It took a full hour before he reached the edge of the virtual invasion zone.

Facing the thick and strange black fog, Han Yi did not hesitate and directly condensed an eight-layer shield of wind and fire. Then, with this shield, he quickly rushed towards the black fog.

At first contact, the black fog seemed to have intelligence, rolling and gathering, trying to stop Han Yi from leaving.

The virtual beasts cruising near Han Yi were instantly alarmed, and immediately turned around and rushed towards Han Yi like sharks smelling blood.

Han Yi's face was calm and his speed was faster.

Boom! !

Before the nearest virtual beast arrived, Han Yi finally rushed out of the black fog area with the shield. However, this black fog also had a strange destructive ability. The eight-layer shield only had the last layer left, which made Han Yi very shocked.

You know, with his current eight-layer wind and fire shield, even if he is in the late stage of foundation building, he can't break the seventh layer. Only the peak of foundation building, or the cultivators above half-step Jindan, can break it.

It is conceivable that if they are in this invasion area, all the cultivators below Jindan will die.

And for Jindan cultivators, stronger invasion areas will be generated around them, and more powerful virtual beasts will appear.

As long as you enter the invasion area, kill the virtual beast, fall into the virtual domain, and get lost in it, you will definitely die.

If you don't kill the virtual beast, as long as you try to leave the invasion area, you will be discovered by the virtual beast. Either die in the mouth of the virtual beast, or kill the virtual beast. There is no choice, basically dead.

Only those cultivators who are extremely lucky and not covered by the invasion area can escape.

Such a dilemma.

No wonder the cultivators who can leave the mirage illusion alive are far less than one tenth.

In addition, Han Yi didn't know if he would return to the real world after the environment ended if he hid in the invasion zone like he did before, didn't kill the virtual beast, and didn't try to escape.

However.

He didn't dare to bet.

At this moment.

When he left the invasion zone, the black fog behind him rolled and moved rapidly towards him, as if to bring Han Yi back into the invasion zone.

Of course, Han Yi would not fly his sword at low altitude and leave quickly as he wished.

After escaping for ten kilometers, Han Yi could still see the expanding invasion zone.

This world will eventually be completely covered by the invasion zone and fall completely into the virtual domain. This thought flashed through Han Yi's mind.

He looked up and looked around. Not only the invasion zone he had just escaped from, but also other areas were also covered by black fog. One invasion zone after another, like an expanding natural disaster, brought this world to destruction.

Han Yi quickly selected the range and quickly swept away. Along the way, he saw a ruin of broken walls.

He found a place far away from all the virtual domain invasion areas, found a complete quiet room, set up the Seven Star Xuanyuan Formation, and began to practice.

Half a month later.

The virtual domain invasion area once again enveloped Han Yi's position. This time, Han Yi had experience, so he quickly left and found a new place.

That's it.

Han Yi then practiced while avoiding the newly appeared invasion area.

As time went by, he was getting farther and farther away from the place where he first appeared.

Three times, six times, nine times...

Han Yi didn't know how many times.

Time flew by, and four years had passed.

Three years ago, Han Yi's realm was already the peak of the middle stage of foundation building.

However, he didn't dare to break through here casually, in case of some more weird changes, the consequences would be unpredictable.

In terms of realm, after reaching the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, Han Yi stopped pushing the realm, but began to practice skills.

Wind wall technique, fire shield technique, nine-layer soul tower, Lihuo sword technique, Yi Yao technique...

Buzz! !

Suddenly.

In the seventh year after he entered the Mirage Fairyland, when he was practicing the Wind Wall Technique, the surrounding environment changed rapidly, as if he had teleported, the light and shadow were very different, and he had appeared in the Mirage Fairy Mountain.

Han Yi was stunned, then his face was overjoyed, and then his face changed again.

He was overjoyed because he had escaped from the Mirage Fairyland, and his face changed because he was being hunted in the Mirage Fairy Mountain seven years ago.

The next moment, Han Yi had already rushed forward instinctively.

And there was no figure behind him.

Han Yi did not dare to be careless, and used the disguise technique to quickly change his appearance and breath, soaring into the sky, and flew away on a sword.

Two hours later.

Wanxian Pavilion.

Shangguan Yun saw Han Yi step into the pavilion, and his face was full of smiles, sincere enough to touch people's hearts.

"Daoyou, is there anything you want?" Shangguan Yun took Han Yi to the elegant room on the second floor of Wanxian Pavilion.

This kind of elegant room is a one-to-one service room, which is limited to potential big customers.

In Shangguan Yun's eyes, Han Yi is a big customer, and there is no potential or not.

Han Yi sighed.

The last time he came was seven years ago.

In Shangguan Yun's time concept, only two months have passed. She thought Han Yi missed something to buy and came to replenish the stock, but she never thought that Han Yi had experienced three life-threatening events in the past seven years, including Li Yuanyi's attack, Jindan's pursuit, and the fall of the Void Domain.

Normal foundation-building cultivators, let alone experiencing it, would feel terrified even if they heard about it.

In the elegant room, Shangguan Yun served fairy tea. Coincidentally, this fairy tea was the same as the tea Zhou Su took out to entertain Han Yi before, which was intoxicating.

Han Yi was silent for a moment, and then took out the magic sword obtained from the golden elixir monk.

"Please give me the price of this magic weapon, Shopkeeper Shangguan."

Last time at Wanxian Pavilion, Han Yi sold the Golden Light Shuttle, and this time Han Yi came here, one of his main purposes was to sell this hot magic weapon.

Shangguan Yun was overjoyed when he heard the magic weapon.

He picked up the sword and saw the two words on the silver sword, and his expression suddenly changed slightly.

"Silver Frost Sword?"

Han Yi's face pretended to be calm. He had already read the two characters on the silver sword, but he didn't know where the Silver Frost Sword came from.

Seeing Han Yi's calm expression, Shangguan Yun turned back and inspected the sword carefully. After some appraisal, the results were no different.

This sword is not a fake, but a real magic weapon.

"Yes, it is indeed the Silver Frost Sword from the Nandou Palace."

Shangguan Yun put down his sword and looked at Han Yi. Han Yi's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words 'Nandou Divine Palace', but his expression remained calm, as if he already knew it.

"Fellow Taoist, where did you get this sword?" Shangguan Yun blurted out, but she knew instantly that she was wrong.

"Wanxian Pavilion collects magic weapons, but we still need to ask for their provenance?"

Han Yi raised his brows, and in an instant, a deep murderous aura emerged invisibly. This murderous aura was developed by him during this period of killing people and being chased one after another.

However, this murderous aura only flashed past and did not really fall on Shangguan Yun. Even so, Shangguan Yun, who was in the early stage of foundation establishment, suddenly turned pale and his heart beat wildly.

At that moment, he seemed to be in a terrifying killing spree, and almost lost his mind.

The monk sitting in front of him, who looked elegant and gentle, turned out to be an extremely terrifying god of death.

More importantly, the sword on the table is a magic weapon. It belongs to the sword of Nandou Palace, Jindan Zhenren and Lu Jidao, the Silver Frost Sword.

Of course she would not be so stupid as to think that Master Lu Jie had lost this portable sword, but the monk in front of her happened to pick it up.

He killed Lu Jidao.

This fact, which was almost obvious, made her so shocked that she dared not speak.

"Shangguan shopkeeper, do you have a problem?" Han Yi raised his eyebrows.

Shangguan Yun reacted quickly, looked at Han Yi, and said cautiously:

"No, no, no problem."