The green-skinned fox Hu Thirty-seven has been sent out by us, and next, the ending waiting for him will not be much better, no matter who it is, he will not give good fruit to the guy who defected.

Not long after Hu Sanqi was sent away, I found a quiet place to sit down.

His remnants were about to disappear, and his four horns had become extremely transparent, as if they could dissipate into smoke at any moment.

This remnant thought that had haunted me for many days was about to be completely refined by me, and after calming down, I once again visualized the Fumu Dharma, a giant red golden tree standing up to the sky and the earth standing in the boundless void, and those few illusory horns were suppressed under the tree.

As soon as I saw that the time had come, I immediately restrained the mana all over my body, and tried my best to refine the remaining residual thoughts.

At this time, I had no defense against the outside world, and if someone really took advantage of this time to attack me, I would not be able to detect it in time.

Golden flames erupted outward from the body and branches of the giant tree, and in the blink of an eye, this sacred tree that stood tall in the sky turned into a pillar of fire.

Flames erupted in all directions, as if beyond the giant tree, the original boundless darkness was illuminated.

At the same time, from the outside world, a golden light also appeared on my body.

The light shone brightly, and in an instant it lit up the street outside through the window.

Receiving this impact, the remnants of the reel could not continue to exist.

I could clearly hear a beast's roar, and this roar was full of boundless hatred and unwillingness.

But the winner is the king, and the loser is the villain, and the deer is defeated, and this is his end.

At the same time as I roared, the four remaining horns of the deer were also shattered, and majestic black qi was distributed from my seven orifices.

The whole room was shaking, and the black gas that came out was constantly burned by the fire of the butchers.

This time did not last long, and the remnants of the reins disappeared completely.

When the remnants of the deer completely disappeared, a sense of comfort that could not be described in words spontaneously emerged.

It's like a gentle mountain breeze, swaying on the water and the sun shining all over your body during a boat ride.

Everything around me became 'soft' and I seemed to be sinking.

The feeling of comfort remains, and the indescribable fragrance hits my nose.

I'm sinking, sinking, sinking.

Although I felt like I was descending, it was not dark all around, and bright light swirled around me.

The light is in the form of lines, and all around me are these weird lines.

Each line surrounds me, and one line forms a circle.

The lines are all close to red, and each part, the brightness of the light is different, from light to dark, or from dark to light, all of which are constantly changing.

The lines are lined up one by one, forming a crimson space that is constantly changing.

The space rotated endlessly, and it was okay to take a look at it, but as I stared closely, I felt as if my eyes were burned by the bright rays of the sun.

At first, I could still distinguish the changing lines of light, but later, I couldn't see anything clearly, only that I was still sinking.

I couldn't see anything clearly, and I don't know how long it went on.

It felt like a few days had passed, but when I thought about it, it seemed like months, even years, had passed, and it seemed like the sense of time had been distorted here.

It's definitely not going to work like this, I don't know how long ago, I had this thought.

At this time, I in the outside world should be in the process of breaking through, breaking through from the middle realm of the yang god to the upper realm.

Although Jin Aoguan is lonely, there are still a lot of records about this, and I have seen it, but in those practice manuscripts and records, there is never any mention of such a change.

At this time, I couldn't help but regret why I wanted to replace the exercises I had been practicing and replace them with a method that didn't understand the consequences.

Although there is no way to determine the time of this place, it is possible that time in the outside world is constantly passing, and if I am really trapped here for too long to break through, then my life will be in danger.

At such a moment, I naturally couldn't continue to drag on, so I was bent on how to get out of this hellish place.

The golden lines are still spinning, one moment golden and bright, full of life, and the other the light is dim, pale red like embers.

In order to get out earlier, I had to do my best to stare at the light around me without caring about anything.

The golden-red light is like the color of the Fuki Fire, and I know that the current changes must have something to do with the Fuki Fire, and it also has something to do with the Wakaki Sword, but I can't grasp the point.

The lines change from light to dark, from dark to light, and there is no doubt that this represents a cycle of reincarnation, representing the change between life and death.

But there must be something else in it, and I kept looking, and the hard work paid off, and finally, I seemed to find something.

As I looked at a certain line of light, a strange pattern seemed to appear up and down the line.

The pattern was fleeting, and with my eyes, I couldn't catch it.

After my continuous efforts, I finally found that the patterns appear from time to time, but they last for a very short time.

Countless lines vary brightly and differently, so that they form a pattern, or several, or even countless patterns.

Gradually, I also found some patterns, and I wrote down a few abstract pictures.

In total, I wrote down a total of seven images, and from my point of view, these were seven different figures.

The figures were all made up of golden-red light in their bodies, and the brightest ones in a figure were able to form a vein.

In the other figure, the lines of the embers form a vein.

In short, depending on the brightness of the light, you can see a vein.

When I saw the second picture, I already realized what it was.

There is no doubt that this is the mana operation map, and I thought about it in this strange place, and the body of the outside world has changed accordingly.

Streams of golden-red mana ran along the meridians, exactly as they were shown on these patterns.

From light to dark is a cycle, the same starting point and the same ending point.

I have to say that this method of exercise is much better than the effect I used before, and an illusory golden point of light has condensed in my dantian.

As each cycle is completed, the transparent light points continue to expand.

After a few cycles, finally, the force that was pulling me down was gone, and my body was lighter. Then, as if in chains, I opened my eyes and found myself back to reality.

(End of chapter)