Immortal cultivation starts with copying.

No matter how he practiced the Fire God Technique, the true energy in his body was as if it had never existed.

He couldn't even feel the Qi he had at the first level of Qi training, let alone sense the eight extraordinary meridians throughout his body.

At this moment, I am just like an ordinary person, but fortunately, my strength is still there.

"Ugh……!"

Chen Yunhao sighed. He didn't know what was going on. The only thing that made him feel relieved was that he was still alive.

Chen Yunhao stood up and walked to the edge of the pond. The water was very clear and clean, and there were no fish living inside.

Chen Yunhao undressed and washed the wound with water.

There were a lot of healing pills in his storage bag, but now he couldn't take out a single one.

Without healing pills, all you can do is wait for the wound to heal on its own.

After cleaning the wound, Chen Yunhao looked around.

There is no doubt that this place must be connected to the Forsaken Land, otherwise he would not have come to this secret place.

The area within a few miles around where he was standing was all wilderness, which could be said to be very desolate. Except for a few pools of water and some short plants growing around them, most of the area was dark red gravel.

There was no sunlight here, and it was impossible to tell the direction. Chen Yunhao chose a direction where he could see some mountain shadows in the distance.

After walking less than a hundred feet, Chen Yunhao paused and burst into laughter the next moment.

Because just now he suddenly thought of the ancient mirror in his dantian, although he could not look inside and could not see anything inside his dantian.

But just now he was thinking about the mysterious ancient mirror in his mind. Could it be that it was also sealed in his body?

However, he never expected that as soon as the thought came to his mind, the ancient mirror appeared in his right hand.

This made Chen Yunhao ecstatic. As expected, the ancient mirror had an extraordinary origin. Even without his true essence, he could still control the ancient mirror.

Chen Yunhao's thoughts turned again, and the next moment the ancient mirror disappeared again.

Although he couldn't see it, he knew that the ancient mirror must have returned to his dantian.

This time, Chen Yunhao's melancholy mood was swept away. The ancient mirror was the foundation of his survival and survival. As long as the ancient mirror could still be used by him, everything was possible.

Chen Yunhao continued on his way, this time with a lighter pace.

The shadow of the mountain seemed very close, but no one knew how many miles away it was, nor how many hours it had taken. When Chen Yunhao felt a little tired, he saw the existence of the mountain.

You have to know that Chen Yunhao is a cultivator. His body is nourished by spiritual energy, and he has also practiced body-building techniques, so his physical strength is absolutely beyond words.

The fact that he felt tired showed that he had walked more than hundreds of miles.

As he walked along, the surroundings were extremely quiet, as if it were a dead place. There was only the sound of his feet on the ground, and not even the chirping of insects.

When we walked not far from the foot of the mountain, we saw a few stone houses in a valley close to the cliff.

Chen Yunhao cheered up. It was good to have someone around. At least he could figure out where this place was and whether he could get out.

“Someone didn’t….”

Chen Yunhao walked to several stone houses and shouted loudly.

The stone houses in front of us were built with local materials. They were very simple and could only accommodate one or two people at most. Even the doors were made of fine grass.

The entire mountain Chen Yunhao saw was bare, so there was no need to think about finding wood.

There was not a trace of wood on the stone houses.

Seeing no one answering for a long time, Chen Yunhao shouted again.

Seeing that no one answered, Chen Yunhao walked to the first stone house and pushed open the thatched door.

The stone house was empty and the ground was covered with dust. It was obvious that it had been abandoned for a long time.

The stone houses were not far from each other. Chen Yuanhao pushed open the second stone house, and it was still the same as before.

Just as Chen Yunhao was hesitating whether to continue looking at the other stone houses, an old voice sounded behind him.

"There's no need to look. Those who left long ago left, and those who died long ago died..."

Chen Yunhao hurriedly looked back and saw a hunched old man walking in with a staggering gait at the entrance of the valley where he had come in.

The old man had a head full of silver hair and his real age could not be seen, but in Chen Yunhao's eyes he was just an ordinary old man.

The silver-haired old man was holding a cloth bag in his left hand, and one could vaguely see some berries inside, the same small purple fruits that Chen Yunhao had seen by the pond.

The silver-haired old man paused when passing by Chen Yunhao, and then continued walking towards the last stone house.

"You must be new here. I haven't seen anyone come in for a few years...!"

"Excuse me, old man, but could you please help me clear up my confusion?"

"Come in, it's just right for you to talk to this old man like me."

The silver-haired old man pushed open the thatched door, looked back at Chen Yunhao, nodded and said.

Chen Yunhao hesitated for a moment, then followed the silver-haired old man into the stone house.

The last stone house is the same size as the other stone houses and can accommodate up to two people lying side by side.

The only difference is that inside this stone house, there is a piece of fur of an unknown animal on the ground.

"Old man..."

As soon as Chen Yunhao sat down, he couldn't wait to ask.

"I know what you want to ask. Take your time. Let me catch my breath first..."

The silver-haired old man waved his hand and spoke slightly breathlessly.

"I'm old and useless now. Back then, it was only a few dozen miles away, and I could get there in the blink of an eye. Sigh..."

The silver-haired old man calmed his breathing, his eyes full of memories.

"What do you call an old man?"

After a while, Chen Yunhao saw that the old man's breathing had calmed down a lot, so he bowed slightly and asked.

"Call me Lao Luo. Back then, I was just like you, a cultivator who could fly and burrow into the sky. Now, you and I are just ordinary mortals..."

The silver-haired old man said this and laughed, his smile full of helplessness.

"This place is called the Sealed Spirit Tomb. It has existed since ancient times, in the last era..."

Perhaps it was because the silver-haired old man hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, and without waiting for Chen Yunhao to ask, the old man started to talk a lot about everything he knew.

In the last era, the human race in this world was not yet prosperous, and there were not only the human and demon races, but thousands of races lived in this world.

Among them there is a race that looks exactly like humans, the only difference is that they are taller.

Even newborn babies are half a zhang tall, and adults are over four or five zhang tall, and are called giants by other races.

The giants can be said to be the darlings of heaven. Not only are they tall, they are also naturally strong and suitable for cultivation. Among the thousands of races known on the continent, they are the race with the best talent for cultivation.

Although they have good talent for cultivation, the giants' reproduction is far less than that of other races, so the giants are the least populous race on the continent.