There's something wrong with the general.

Past memories flooded back, making Wen Yuxi forget for a moment that a fierce battle was going on outside.

He suddenly wanted to know his own life experience so urgently, or rather, he was very curious about his own life experience.

He didn't think that if what he imagined was the truth, his past beliefs would collapse.

In his previous life, he had parents who loved him and brothers and sisters who cared for him.

But he didn't dare to think about it any further. Was his arrival in the previous life a conspiracy of the imperial power in this world, or a sinister plot of some people in the previous life?

Or is it neither of them, and it’s just a coincidence?

"Kid, why don't you wait until we survive first before you become dazed?"

The spirit of the weapon brought a pot of water and poured it over him to cool him down.

Although he was in the sea of ​​​​qi, he could still feel the coolness. The feeling was really too wonderful.

Of course, he also realized that this was not the time to think about problems.

But he was facing a powerful enemy, a cultivator, and he was just an unarmed mortal. How could he escape from this melee? Not to mention, Master Cui San was also in there, and he couldn't bear to leave him behind.

"Spirit of the weapon, do you have any quick-acting immortal technique?"

Wen Yuxi asked without any hope.

"Yes." The spirit of the weapon replied confidently.

"Really?"

Wen Yuxi's face was full of joy. If he could learn some magic, he would have a better chance of escaping.

The weapon spirit said disdainfully, "Of course it's true. If we hadn't lacked spiritual energy in the past, you and I would have dominated this world long ago."

"Ahem." Wen Yuxi was afraid that he would brag and his tongue would get stuck in the wind.

Of course, he wouldn't ruin his performance at this crucial moment, so he said, "Please continue."

When the spirit of the weapon talked about these things, he couldn't help but become serious.

"The Soul Gathering Pill is a forbidden medicine for repairing the soul, but it is also a holy medicine. The man in black might want to feed the Soul Gathering Pill to his soul flag to nourish the evil spirit and tear open the void."

The weapon spirit paused, then continued, "Another possibility is to take the Soul Gathering Pill to nourish your spirit and soul, thereby leaving your physical body and breaking through to the outer realm. At that time, you can then take over another physical body, or have a physical body prepared in advance, and truly escape."

"If the Soul Gathering Pill is not refined and is a semi-finished product, will it still have such an effect?"

The weapon spirit shook its head. "Its efficacy will certainly be greatly reduced, but it's still a good elixir for healing the soul. I just heard them say that this small world is a place of exile, a cemetery for cultivators. Perhaps there are other cultivators who have been exiled here."

"look."

The weapon spirit pointed casually, and Wen Yuxi saw a stunning woman outside fighting fiercely with the commander.

Both of them had bruises on their bodies and faces, and their clothes were torn.

Who is that woman? Why is there another immortal cultivator here?

Wen Yuxi turned his gaze to the platform again, and saw the man called "General" sitting cross-legged.

Is he reinforcing the formation?

No, it shouldn't be. If they were reinforcing the formation, the Soul Gathering Pill should have been refined by now, and the people on the altar would not have survived.

But now everyone else on the altar had fainted, and he was the only one sitting there cross-legged, flipping his fingers rapidly, as if casting a spell.

Maybe he is breaking the formation?

Isn't this general in cahoots with the commander? Is it because of an uneven distribution of interests, or is it because they have different ideologies and cannot work together, so he did this on purpose and came here as an undercover agent?

It’s a pity that he had previously thought that the general was just an ordinary person.

He didn't expect that if he were a mortal, the commander would have easily captured the general. Why would he still pretend to be nice to him?

No wonder no wonder.

It turns out that this place was a place of exile. If so, wouldn't those exiled here be extremely vicious and cruel?

If there is no one to control it, won’t the world be turned upside down?

Could it be that this world also has other rules of survival, forcing these cultivators to take risks, try their luck, and even use cruel and forbidden techniques to escape?

The weapon spirit seemed to be able to read his thoughts and explained: "They, the immortal cultivators, will shorten their lifespans in this small world. The flow of life here is faster than in the cultivator world. Without spiritual energy, they are just ordinary people."

Wen Yuxi smiled bitterly. What happened today? Did they destroy the cultivators' lair?

There shouldn't be many cultivators in this small world.

Otherwise, with the emperor's power, he would have treated those people as guests of honor and worshipped them.

But today he met three immortal cultivators.

Of course, it is not ruled out that those immortal cultivators are accustomed to wealth and glory, and are eager to seek immortality and escape from this world, so they hide in the deep mountains and forests.

But people living in this world have never seen such a scene as today. It may be because the qi sea of ​​these exiled people has been destroyed.

As the spirit of the weapon said, there is no spiritual power here, and those cultivators have become ordinary people.

But they are not ordinary people after all.

They will try every possible means to find spiritual power.

Perhaps when they came to this world, they also brought spirit stones and other things with them to accumulate strength, hoping to escape one day.

"How can I survive, spirit?"

Wen Yuxi asked firmly.

At this moment, a strong desire to survive suddenly arose in his heart.

He wants to live.

Stay alive and see the world of cultivators that they are desperate to escape from.

See if it is as described in the book, with golden elixirs everywhere and Nascent Souls as numerous as dogs.

Thinking about it this way, my heart began to boil.

Although the dangers there are ten or even a hundred times greater than here.

Wen Yuxi seemed to understand why those cultivators wanted to escape.

Having seen the vast world and its countless changes, one is unwilling to stay in one place and run around like ordinary people, doing petty things and running around all his life.

There, one can gain more lifespan and pursue eternal life.

Their lifelong mission is to remain determined to cultivate the Tao and to forge ahead courageously.

"I see the magic circle on the altar has been broken, but the man in black is absorbing the essence and blood of the mortals below the altar and converting it into spiritual power. It must be another sinister magic circle. The man on the altar will break the formation in a short time. You can take the opportunity to absorb some spiritual power then."

Wen Yuxi asked doubtfully, "Can't you absorb spiritual energy?"

The spirit of the weapon shook its head and said, "Now that you are the Ice Lotus's true form, your body is an excellent reservoir of spiritual power. Once you absorb it, we will slowly refine it."

However, it does not specify why it does not absorb spiritual power.

Wen Yuxi didn't have any doubts. Now they both shared the same fate, so he thought the spirit of the weapon wouldn't have any intention of harming anyone.

Moreover, after spending many days together, I found that although the spirit of the weapon spoke in an old-fashioned manner, it acted like a child. It did not look like a spirit of the weapon that had lived for ten thousand years.

"I will first pass on to you the formula for drawing the Qi into the body."

After the spirit of the weapon finished speaking, it closed its eyes, and placed its index and middle fingers together on Wen Yuxi's forehead.

"Hold your breath and concentrate."

Wen Yuxi quickly closed his eyes, cleared his mind of all the messy thoughts, and emptied his brain.

At this moment, a line of words suddenly appeared in my mind, which were the formulas for drawing qi into the body. Then, some techniques and postures emerged in my mind, and they were demonstrated like an animation.

What an advanced technology, just like implanting a chip in the brain, the brain automatically reads data.

Wen Yuxi couldn't help but get distracted and was severely rebuked by the spirit of the weapon.

"On the path of cultivation, the most important thing to avoid is distraction. Only by focusing can one keep going. However..."

The weapon spirit's tone softened. "This is normal. When you first start using it, it's inevitable that your mind will wander. When there's a chance in the future, I'll teach you how to train your spirit. If you succeed, you can use it as a deadly weapon to attack the opponent's spirit and kill them without them even noticing."

Wen Yuxi was silent, and then eagerly studied the spells and moves given by the spirit of the weapon.

"Don't be too impatient. When cultivating the Dao, one should avoid being too eager for quick success."

I don’t know if it was the first time for the spirit of the weapon to “take care of a child”, but he was a little fussy when teaching, fearing that something might go wrong in Wen Yuxi’s practice.

Wen Yuxi didn't have a trace of spiritual power in his body now. He just kept pondering those spells and moves in his mind, and then tried them out in practice.

Whenever he encountered something he didn't understand, he would ask the spirit of the weapon directly, and he would tell him everything he knew.

After about half a minute, the weapon spirit suddenly said, "The formation is about to break. I will wake you up. Then you must absorb the spiritual energy as quickly as possible. This opportunity is rare. Once the spiritual energy dissipates, you don't know when you will have another chance."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Yuxi felt a sharp pain in his brain like a needle prick, and then he found that he had woken up.

There were corpses all over the ground, and he was lying alone.

Oh no.

One meter away from him, there was a person sitting cross-legged.

His fingers were turning nimbly, sweat was dripping down his forehead, his face was calm and solemn, and his clothes were fluttering in the wind, making rustling sounds.

It was the "General".

Wen Yuxi took a quick glance out of the corner of his eye, then lay motionless on the ground pretending to be dead.

"The formation is broken."

The spirit of the weapon suddenly reminded him in his mind: "Your body itself is a container. Don't worry about not being able to absorb it and exploding to death. Take this opportunity to absorb the spiritual energy as quickly as possible."

The moment the formation was broken, Wen Yuxi could feel the fluctuation of spiritual power even with his eyes closed. He pinched the magic formula and introduced the spiritual power into his body.

His body was a gigantic, top-grade container. When the spiritual powers saw him, they swarmed into his body like the Yellow River bursting its banks.

The moment the spiritual power entered his body, Wen Yuxi felt as if he had entered a mysterious state.

The body is light, like a cloud, and can be blown away at any time.

And he felt that his body was very thirsty, very, very thirsty, longing for spiritual power.

The thirstier his body was, the faster the spiritual power entered his body, and the more skillful his hands became in manipulating the magic spells.

"Weapon Spirit, with such a large fluctuation of spiritual power, they will notice it, right?"

Wen Yuxi said worriedly as he absorbed spiritual power.

The weapon spirit snorted, "So what if they discovered it? They are already busy taking care of themselves, so how can they care about you? Besides, how can they absorb the remaining spiritual power?"

"How do you say that?"

"Everyone's ability to convert the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into their own spiritual energy is different. Some people can only obtain one-tenth or one-twelfth of it. Therefore, these remaining spiritual powers are nothing to them. Although they can notice the fluctuations in spiritual energy here, they don't believe that anyone can absorb these remaining spiritual powers."

After hearing this, Wen Yuxi no longer had any worries and focused on absorbing the spiritual power that was about to dissipate.

It seems like he is "turning a deaf ear to the world outside and focusing on absorbing spiritual energy."

No matter how strong the wind and waves outside are, it will not hinder his absorption of spiritual power in his sea of ​​​​qi.