It's all swamps, and it's not a problem that I've been hanging in the air all the time, so I have to find a place to stay and explore everywhere. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The place was not very big, and it took less than half an hour to finish exploring, and I had a rough idea of what kind of place it was.

The swamp, full of poisonous gas, and smelly, if you don't hold your breath, you might have fainted by now.

Such a lifeless place is a danger in itself.

Although it hangs in the air like this, it's not very wasteful, one day is fine, two days are fine, three days are a little troublesome, four days are a little tired, five days insist...... After fifty days, he may directly exhaust his aura and collapse and die.

"I'm so stupid, isn't there a wall on this head, just dig a place to rest there. Qin Gang felt that his reaction was really slow, and only then did he think of this method.

There are indeed walls overhead, which are made of hard granite, and it is really a waste of effort to chisel a stone down here.

Knock, knock, knock, Qin Gang used all his strength, and he didn't rest for a moment halfway, so he barely chiseled a place to stay, and after he finished, that strong feeling of fatigue hit.

Hiding on this stone, there is also a sense of comfort, I am really working hard, I think there is no monk in the entire immortal cultivation world, like me, I will encounter tiring work at every turn

Tired, he quickly fell asleep, even if there was basically no requirement for sleep after building the foundation, Qin Gang still had to sleep for about an hour every day, and rest was the premise of work.

On this night, he slept uncharacteristically for four or five hours, and had a long dream halfway, dreaming that Ouyang Mingyue had lost power, and his hostile forces had forgotten him, and he had been locked up here for I don't know how many days and nights, and people began to get old.

But he didn't give up, and began to try to escape, and after failing to rush head-on many times, he began to think of the most stupid and labor-intensive method, which was to dig these stones that had been reinforced by the formation, and it took many years to dig through to the ground.

By this time he had gray hair, and when he saw the reflection of himself in the river, a strong tear rose in his eyes.

The joy of finally gaining freedom and the desolation of the coming end are intertwined, this is a complicated feeling, very, very real, Qin Gang really thought that this was how he spent his life.

At such a moment, a powerful divine consciousness was fixed on him, and in the haze, Qin Gang could even feel this divine consciousness's mood, at first he was full of killing intent towards him, this killing intent was surprisingly without any mood fluctuations, no excitement, no anger, and no fear.

Since stepping into the path of cultivating immortals, many people have expressed their killing intent towards Qin Gang, and this is the first time Qin Gang has encountered such a 'quiet' killing intent.

It's like a person with a habit of cleanliness gently brushing off a speck of dust that falls on his body.

Halfway through, this consciousness finally had mood swings, lamenting that 'this dust' was not so easy to wipe off, and the inconspicuous dust finally caught his attention, and he finally used his heart and did not get rid of him with force.

At this time, he was taken aback, and his heart pouted, which made Qin Gang, who was 'deep in a dream', wake up.

I don't know why, maybe Qin Gang's spiritual sense is too strong, and he actually recalls the 'mental journey' of this powerful spiritual sense.

At this time, Qin Gang broke out in a cold sweat, and finally he understood why no one was able to stay here for more than a hundred days, it was because of that mysterious divine sense.

The means of killing people in this divine consciousness are very, very special, and there are all kinds of killing methods in the world, but none of them can get rid of one, that is, to destroy the body.

But its method of killing is to destroy the soul first.

Qin Gang suddenly knew why he subconsciously called 'it' a divine consciousness instead of an ordinary spiritual consciousness, and the owner of this divine consciousness seemed to be a person without a physical body.

Dangerous, incredibly dangerous.

If you don't sleep under this, this 'divine consciousness' won't be very resistant to yourself when you're awake, and as a monk in the late stage of foundation building, you won't have much difficulty if you don't sleep for a year and a half.

After making up his mind, Qin Gang felt a lot more at ease.

I don't know what position Ouyang Mingyue put in rescuing him, Qin Gang didn't want to pin his hope of life on others, this was not his style.

How can I help myself?

The reality is that he can't get out for a while, and this is a place full of dangers, and he is a cautious person, because no one has lived more than a hundred days in the seventh heavenly prison.

Given the situation encountered yesterday, it is certainly not groundless, and it is not for those people that they have found that sleeping is a very dangerous thing.

It can't be that everyone sleeps here for the first time and the spirits are destroyed, right?

Obviously not, although the divine consciousness attack was weird, it was not so domineering.

Didn't he spot the trap?

No, Qin Gang's smart thing is that he never treats others as stupid.

That is what is there here, so that the people here have to sleep, this is a speculation of Qin Gang.

Whether this speculation is true or not, he still has to search this place carefully, learn more about this place, and have a better chance of survival.

In view of what happened last night, Qin Gang had to turn on the Spirit Shrinking Technique on the way to search, so that he believed that even if that divine sense came unknowingly, he might be able to detect it.

But the disadvantages of this are also obvious, first of all, the consumption of spiritual consciousness is huge, and it is easier to be physically and mentally exhausted, and secondly, there is also a certain consumption of spiritual energy. Third, speed will be affected to a certain extent.

But compared to the discerning effects of using Soul Shrinkage, these drawbacks are tolerable.

At this time, a lonely figure shuttled through this mysterious swamp, and there was not a trace of Qin Gang's spiritual sense that could not escape the surrounding scenery and abnormal movements.

Half an hour had passed, and his head ached, the longest time he had used Soul Condensation in a row.

"The speed of processing information by myself is still too slow, so the flood of information is leaking down, and the floodgate of my head can't be closed, if I increase the processing speed myself, I think that this spirit shrinking technique will have a huge effect." Qin Gang was still a little dissatisfied, if things could be better, it would be better.

At this time, Qin Gang could use his head to recall every inch of land that his spiritual sense had explored, and if he drew it, it would be clear to expand it a hundred times.

But the reality is that with so much information in your head, it's hard to find something useful.

To use a layman's phrase, he can collect intelligence, but he has not much ability to analyze intelligence.