Mr. Fu himself is like a wood carving clay sculpture, no matter how many times I destroy it, it will eventually return to its original appearance.

At this point, the only thing that is better than the previous one is that I won't fall into Mr. Fuku's memory again.

Truth be told, this is already a very rare improvement.

I walked up to Mr. Fu and stood there looking at him.

Mr. Fu is now composed entirely of mist, which looks like clouds and smoke, which makes me feel like I am looking at flowers in the fog.

No matter how long it took, Mr. Fu did not move his body in the slightest.

It is not difficult to see that Mr. Fu does not have his own sanity now, and these clouds and smoke seem to be his memories, manifested in the seed of the Xuan Fetus Realm.

I thought to myself, and after a while, I gradually turned my gaze outside.

I don't know how big the white fog world is, but it is likely to be wider than the human world we live in.

If I could get rid of the memory imprint that had been attached to me through the Wakaki Sword, maybe I wouldn't have to be bothered by this.

But since I got my hands on this spiritual treasure, I haven't opened the window here.

As soon as I came to the seed of the White Mist World, there were often beast shadows that covered the sky and the sun passing by, even if my cultivation went to a higher level, in front of this kind of giant beast, I probably didn't have the ability to resist.

Second, when my teacher handed me this thing, he made it clear that I must not put the mist into the seed of the space where I am, otherwise it may be ominous.

I often ignore Lao Mo's words, but I take what he said to heart.

Therefore, even though I wanted to peek into the white mist world outside the Xuantian Realm cultivation tower out of curiosity before, I didn't do it in the end.

Whenever I want to do this, I always have a sense of foreboding.

But this time, I was really annoyed by Mr. Fu's disorganized memories with a strong sense of substitution.

Maybe Mr. Fu's memory has begun to change my personality subtly.

In short, I am anxious to get rid of the imprint of these condensed memories.

It's the first time I've encountered this kind of thing, and I don't have any resentment, no hatred, just a mass of memories that I can't avoid...

It may be that I was in too much of a hurry, and in short, I made a not-so-wise decision.

I walked over to the purple wooden window and looked out at the weird and bizarre world outside.

I've thought about it many times before, what exactly is the White Mist World?

Is there also a piece of land at my feet?

Or maybe we're flying in the air now?

At this moment, a shadow hung over the window, which was often seen, and I looked as far as I could, and saw a large curved belly flying in front of me.

This is the belly of a giant beast, and the lines are naturally unclear, but you can only see a rough idea.

This belly area alone is estimated to have to fly for about half an hour.

Judging by their huge size, they are already quite fast.

My hand immediately rested on the window, and I was about to push it out, when the next second, I felt an indescribable fear.

What I was dealing with seemed to be terror itself.

But I know it's impossible.

I inevitably stopped, and when I gave up pushing open the window, the temperature I had lost for a moment seemed to come back to me.

For a moment, I felt myself warm.

I glanced back at Mr. Fu, who was following me, and retreated.

Not to mention whether anything weird will happen after pushing open this window, how can I get Mr. Fu's memory imprint out is a big question.

I didn't know how to do it.

Immediately, I suddenly realized something.

"How the hell did I come up with the decision to push the window open?"

I can't do everything and then act, but I'm not the type to go all the way.

The current style of doing things is definitely not a decision I made under normal circumstances.

Fortunately, I was pulled back to reality by the 'admonition' before I pushed open the window, and I was no longer impulsive.

I looked back at Mr. Fu again, and I don't know if it was my delusion, but I seemed to see a weird smile on the corner of this guy's mouth.

Regardless of whether it was or not, my response was simple, I raised my hand with a spell and scattered Mr. Fu, who was composed of mist.

"No, we can't stay here anymore. ”

Thinking so, I immediately withdrew from the Xuanfetus Realm.

When I came back to reality, I immediately saw several other people around me.

From their words, I knew that after I entered the Xuanxian Realm, I couldn't wake up no matter how I called, and the time I entered the Xuanfetus Realm was far longer than the time agreed before.

My first reaction to this was that it was impossible.

Even if I am in the seed of the Xuanfetus Realm, once the outside world disturbs me, I will immediately wake up.

This has been proven many times, without exception.

I immediately pinned the cause of the accident on Mr. Fuku's memory.

Now, I can't help but secretly complain, I didn't expect this guy, even if his soul is scattered, he can bring so much trouble to people.

"What now?" said Le Yan beside me, her eyes full of concern for me.

I frowned slightly, and finally said, "I can't drag it out any longer, I'll find someone to help me." ”

There are not many helpers I can find, and now that Zheng Fatzi is wandering the world and no longer showing up, the strongest helper I can find is none other than Jinhua Niangniang, followed by Lao Niu and them.

Now the battle between Jinhua Niangniang and Dingguang Buddha is not over, or it has ended, but we don't know it yet.

In short, during this time, I couldn't contact Jinhua Niangniang.

As for the previous bull-headed horse-faced handsome, contacting them is not a good choice.

So I thought about it, and finally I had to lock my eyes on my right wrist.

There was a remnant soul of a sky fox, and the remnant soul resided on my wrist, and it has been going to stop all the time.

Compared to the lively Yellow Wind Rat Xiao Huang, I actually prefer this remnant soul of the Sky Fox who silently regains his strength.

It's just that the connection between the remnant soul of the sky fox and me is not close, you must know that everyone has secrets in their hearts and is unwilling to share them with others, so we can't feel each other's thoughts and the like.

For me, Sky Fox is like a dead end, and when it's okay, I never come out.

I'm the same, I don't bother her unless there are special circumstances.

Of course, when a problem arises, I will still go to her for help.

After all, I have to pay rent to rent a house, not to mention staying in my body, and I should be paid.

(End of chapter)