Time soon passed another month, after the efforts of the two, a strict formation was arranged, which was named "Nine Heavens Thunder Array" by the two, the formation itself is a labyrinth, the door of death is ninety-nine eighty-one, and there is only one door, how to bypass the door of death to reach the door of life, only two people know.

Originally, the two of them didn't want to set up a birth gate at first, but considering that they had to have a way to go in case they had the need to enter the formation, so they thought twice about it and set up a birth gate, and this only birth gate was on the side of the boulder where Long Wushuang usually stayed, even if they accidentally escaped, they would encounter interception as soon as they came out.

And in another place in the deep labyrinth, after the Demon Ancestor fled in a panic last time, he once again found the woods and ponds in the center of the labyrinth, and under the indiscriminate incursion, he actually found the underground pit, he hid in the dark hole like a mouse, and when he was hungry, he secretly went up to pick melons and fruits, and if he was not hungry, he slept under the dark pit all day, and spent a month safely, and never met the monster again.

He had such a high level of magic that he was tortured mad in this labyrinth, and his former ambition and self-confidence were gone, and now he was like a pitiful worm curled up in a deep hole, trembling and stealing his life.

At this time, the monster has also woken up again, and has been fighting against the invisible interference power of this labyrinth for a long time, it seems to be gradually adapting, when it opens its eyes in the gap of a boulder, it finds that its head is not as painful as before, although it is still uncomfortable, but it is much better than the headache when it entered the labyrinth.

It rolls out of a crack in the stone, waiting for the beast or the bird, it needs their body, with strong limbs or powerful wings, it can run fast or soar in the air, it can find the Demon Ancestor as quickly as possible, it is determined to win it, it must have a body that cannot be broken, otherwise, it will become very slim to get the dragon blood from the increasingly powerful Long Wushuang.

At the edge of the forest at the junction of the labyrinth and the bridge of the Great Wilderness, Long Wushuang still sat on the top of the boulder to comprehend the universe, he always felt that there was a mysterious power in the depths of the universe, he wanted to grasp it, as long as he grasped that power, maybe he could truly turn into a dragon, and he would have the ability to soar into the universe with the help of that power.

He once again remembered the gods, she came to this world on a divine dragon, so in the long cosmic crossing, did the divine dragon also rely on the traction of the power of the universe, that divine dragon is a real dragon, and he is a human after all, can he successfully turn into a dragon?

He remembered again the statue of the divine dragon on the top of the high-rise building of the Kyushu Divine Realm Academy that the god said, is there still a dragon in that world, if so, how many, it has been 100,000 years since the god traveled through the universe to this world, such a long time, why no one over there came to look for her, did they re-research the results, or did they lose contact with the gods?

This is a rather puzzling place, even if it is a demon ancestor, he has not seen anyone from the Kyushu Demon Academy come to him, are they abandoned by that world?

After thinking for a long time, he stood up and began to practice the dragon dance again, this set of boxing techniques taught to him by the gods, was it invented by the gods of that world, or by the gods themselves?

His dancing gradually accelerated, the dragon blood in his body boiled, the dragon qi fluctuated, he completely entered the realm of the dragon, as if he saw himself turning into a dragon rising between the universe, overlooking the earth, swallowing the galaxy, and as if there was an invisible force contained in the depths of the universe, ethereal, he flew up infinitely, wanted to get closer, wanted to grasp, wanted to grasp it, but why is it always so ethereal, if there is nothing, all the efforts, but it is always difficult to master, what kind of power is it, always let yourself feel that once you grasp it, it can drag itself to fly over the vast galaxy, you can turn into a dragon。

But that realm was too high, he had done his best, he couldn't dance any faster, his strength had been exerted to the limit, it was like an invisible wall in the universe blocking him, he tried hard to break through, but in vain, he was tired, tired, failed, fell from that realm, gasped and fell to the top of the boulder, soaking wet and losing his strength.

The sky was starry, and when he lay on the stone, he found that it was already dark, and Feng Xian'er took two pears over, sat beside him, handed the pears to his mouth, and let him take a bite.

She wiped the sweat from his forehead with her sleeve: "You've been dancing for five hours, you know?"

After his breath subsided a little, he sat up and took the pear: "I entered that realm, I want to break through, again and again, I don't know the time, I always feel that there is an invisible force in the depths of the universe, as if as long as you catch it, you can fly, you can turn into a dragon, but there is always a wall blocking me, I can't go further." ”

Feng Xian'er: "Why do you want to grasp the invisible power in the universe, if that power disappears, won't you never succeed?"

Long Wushuang: "I don't know. ”

Feng Xian'er took out a clean set of clothes from her bag: "Go wash and change a set of clothes, your body stinks." ”

Long Wushuang took the clothes, ate the pears in two bites, stood up, and looked up at the starry sky again: "What is that power, and where is it?"

However, Feng Xian'er couldn't answer him, she felt that the universe had not made the slightest progress so far, she was even more confused than him, her thinking couldn't break through the infinite universe, and she couldn't understand the tiny dust, whether it was big or small, she couldn't comprehend it.

He jumped off the boulder, threw himself into the pond, swam in a circle, and his mind was constantly thinking about it, even if it was swimming and bathing.

He thought of the monster, the monster wanted its own dragon blood, as long as it got its own dragon blood, it could turn into a dragon, why, why could it easily turn into a dragon?

He stopped at the edge of the pond, soaked himself in the water, and fell into deep thought, he really hadn't seriously thought about this question before, why the hell that monster could easily turn into a dragon, what was it capable of far beyond its own besides its formidable power?

He thought about it, and thought of the power of thought, if the monster really came from a world of thoughts, then it should be born with a strong power of thoughts, so once it comes into contact with it, it can read all its memories through thoughts, so does it invade its own minds, thoughts are invisible, you can't see or touch, how does it invade your minds?

He pondered for a long time, is it true that the power of the mind is not completely intangible, is it possible to perceive the boundaries of other people's thoughts as long as the power of the mind reaches a certain level?

If it can easily turn into a dragon, that means that it can easily grasp the invisible power in the universe, does that power need to be grasped with the power of the mind?

But after all, he is a person in the material world, and how can he make his mind as strong as that monster, this seems to be a huge problem.

He remembered the person he had seen with special abilities at the time, and he only focused on understanding the circumstances under which his abilities would fail, but did not delve into some useful things in other aspects.

The man said that he had an illness when he was a child, and he was in a coma, and after waking up, he had that special function, did the illness inadvertently release some kind of potential in his body, that is to say, everyone may have that potential, but that potential has been asleep for life and has never been awakened.

Is there that kind of potential sleeping in your body, and you have to find a way to wake it up, but what kind of way can you wake up the sleeping potential, and once you wake up, will the power of your mind be enhanced?

He pondered endlessly, I don't know how long he had been soaking in that pond, Feng Xian'er came over and stood behind him: "Wushuang, do you want to be fascinated again, don't think about it if you can't figure it out, sleep well, maybe tomorrow your mind will be extremely clear, and inspiration will come all of a sudden." ”

Long Wushuang woke up from that contemplation: "Did you say that there are some sleeping things in our bodies that have never woken up, once they are activated, we will have one more ability." ”

Feng Xian'er blinked her eyes: "Do you mean the hidden potential, when we used to practice martial arts in the Fulong faction, we always said the word stimulating potential, I have never understood it, grandpa said that it is a small universe in the human body, but where is the small universe in my body, I can't even touch the door, it's late at night, the water is cold, get up quickly." ”

"Small universe", Long Wushuang muttered, he was about to get up, but he fell into deep thought: "Small universe, small universe ......", he thought of the big universe from the small universe, is there really a small universe in the human body, and he wants to use his own small universe to communicate the vast big universe?

"Wushuang", Feng Xian'er simply stretched out her hand and pulled him: "Get up, lie down on the stone and think." ”

He finally got up from the pond, changed into clean clothes, lay on the top of the boulder, looked at the starry sky, and was still thinking, if you want to talk about the power of thought, of course you also have it, such as the heart moves at will to summon weapons in hand, when there were wings in the past, the heart moved at will to turn wings into knives, this is all the power of thought, but this is just a kind of power between himself and the artifact, and the power of the monster's mind is not comparable at all.

He thought about it for a long time, since that monster can instantly turn into a dragon as long as it gets dragon blood, then it must be thanks to its power of mind, so how can he improve the power of his mind, how to stimulate the sleeping potential in his body, or how to stimulate his own small universe?

In the middle of thinking, he gradually fell asleep, into the dream, he dreamed that he was flying in the labyrinth, and met the monster again, it rushed towards it, he hurriedly attacked it with thunder and lightning, but unexpectedly, the thunder and lightning did not work on it, it grinned, wrapped itself with dead vines, opened its dark mouth, and bit down on its neck, its eyes flashed with a strange light, it was terrifying, it was infinitely powerful, it was difficult to resist, its neck seemed to be bitten through, and it felt a slight pain。

"Ah......", he woke up and opened his eyes, only to find that the sky was already dawning, and the phoenix fairy next to him looked at him with a red face, full of affection.

He subconsciously touched his neck, and actually touched his saliva: "Xian'er, you ......"

Feng Xian'er blushed and stuffed him with a fruit, got up and flew away, and went back to the top of another boulder to comprehend the universe, he got up, went to the water to wash his face, and rinsed his mouth, since the dragon needs the power of thought, then from now on, exercise the power of his mind.