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In the deep pit, a cold air like white mist gathered, cold to the bone.

Wu Hao's hair was covered with hoarfrost in an instant, like a dying old man.

Xiaobai muttered, exhaled a breath, and shrouded Wu Hao's body, helping Wu Hao block the cold air of the outside world and continue to go deeper.

Wu Hao sighed that when he and Xiaobai came below, they had never felt such a cold air, because his original cultivation was no longer affected by these cold airs.

Xiao Bai was worried that Wu Hao would not be able to stand the pressure of the breath below, so he deliberately slowed down the speed of decline, and a faint white light shone from the dark bottom to the outside, reflecting on Wu Hao's face, making him look very pale.

Wu Hao never thought that this pit would be so deep.

He felt like it had gone down for a full day, and it was finally outside the hazy power of thought.

Xiaobai paused and looked up at Wu Hao on his back.

"Just keep going through." Wu Hao spoke slowly.

This hazy sea of ideas, without Wu Hao's help, Xiaobai would not be able to pass through.

Wu Hao knew that Xiao Bai was worried that Wu Hao was now a mortal body, and there was no way to take Xiao Bai through this sea of thoughts like before.

But Wu Hao knew that although he was now a mortal, in his sea of consciousness, the bead of the power of thought still existed, but he couldn't sense it now.

As long as Yuanzhu is there, this sea of ideas will not hinder Wu Hao and Xiaobai.

Xiao Bai heard Wu Hao's words, nodded, and then slowly approached the hazy sea of thoughts.

In the end, in the small white-purple eyes flashing with surprise, it and Wu Hao passed through the sea of thoughts unharmed and came to the edge of the milky white world.

"Poof!!"

As soon as the breath of the milky white world shrouded him, Wu Hao's face immediately turned pale as paper, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Xiao Bai hurriedly tensed up, and with a grunt, he took Wu Hao back three meters away, stopping at the edge of the Sea of Thoughts and the milky white world.

Wu Hao breathed for a moment, and with the help of Xiao Bai's spiritual energy, his injuries finally recovered.

"Let's stop here first." Wu Hao looked at the milky white world below, and then looked at the hazy sea of thoughts above his head.

He and Xiaobai are now in the middle of these two powers.

When Xiaobai heard Wu Hao's words, he flickered his wings smoothly and suspended in the middle, waiting for Wu Hao's next move.

Wu Hao slowly meditated cross-legged on Xiaobai's body, put his hands on the knees on both sides, and his fingers naturally pinched out the seal of cultivation.

Although he is a mortal now, Wu Hao still remembers the method of cultivation and the method of entering the ethereal state like an old monk meditating.

When he thought back to his dream last night, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell where it was.

But no matter what was going on, Wu Hao had a faint intuition that that dream had something to do with his disappearance for no reason, and the scene in that dream was a strange beast and a white mist...... Maybe it has something to do with the world under Huaguo Mountain.

Between thoughts, Wu Hao's consciousness gradually entered an ethereal state.

Just like a dream, Wu Hao "dreamed" of the old village again.

Wu Hao's perspective is still that of that young man.

Before his eyes, the whole village was in chaos, with baskets, weeds, corpses, ......

Corpses are human corpses, and there are also the remains of alien beasts.

The young man's right arm was covered with scars, and blood fell to the ground with a clatter.

He ran frantically through the village, examining the corpses one by one.

"Grandpa!"

"Grandpa!!"

The voice of the young man is that thick bass, with a special charm, and if it is a woman, most of them will be conquered by his voice.

Wu Hao knew that this young man was looking for his grandfather.

If he didn't guess wrong, Wu Hao thought that this young man had been very close to his grandfather since he was a child, because he had dreamed that when this young man was a child, he carried two strange beasts to report to his grandfather.

But from beginning to end, Wu Hao had never seen the appearance of the young man's grandfather.

"Dreams" continue.

The young man searched the entire village, but he never found his grandfather.

He knelt at the entrance of the village and wept for seven days and seven nights, and after the seventh night had passed, the young man got up, went through the great jungle, rode on a raft, and went down the great river in the jungle, and finally, through the sea, to a great land.

The young man followed the river that stretched from the land to the sea, and went upstream, and finally entered the verdant mountain forest, and came to the bottom of a majestic and handsome mountain.

Along the tens of thousands of steps, the young man went through layers of tests and worshiped a sect.

It's just that the big characters on this sect are very blurry, and Wu Hao can't see it clearly.

From the perspective of a young man, Wu Hao feels that time has been long, and it has been a long time.

In the mountain gate, the young people stepped on one competitor after another, successfully avoided intrigue again and again, and finally stood at the peak of the younger generation.

In the process of practicing, the young man went down the mountain more than once to practice, and each time he would return to the mountain village to look for his grandfather's traces, but he never found anything.

One year, ten years, one hundred years......

When Wu Hao felt that hundreds of years had passed in the "dream realm", the young man had become a strong man who dominated one side, among the sects, he was the strongest, and in the cultivation world, he was almost the strongest!

At this time, he went out of the mountain again to find his grandfather.

Even though he knew that his grandfather might have died hundreds of years ago, he went to look for it.

Wu Hao searched everywhere between heaven and earth from the perspective of a young man, but just when the young man was about to give up, the news of the birth of a super fierce beast spread throughout the cultivation world.

As a powerhouse at the peak level, the youth went.

He fought the beast for three years, but he didn't decide the winner.

At this time, Wu Hao felt that his eyes were becoming more and more blurred, and a buzzing sound sounded in his ears.

"Wake up?" Wu Hao muttered.

He sighed deeply when he felt a wave of dizziness, then opened his eyes again.

I did wake up.

Below is the milky world, and above is the hazy sea of ideas.

Rumble!!!

Just as Wu Hao glanced at both sides, there seemed to be a thunderclap in his mind.

"Who wins!!"

The buzzing sound echoed from Wu Hao's mind immediately after the sound of the explosion.

"Who!!" Wu Hao's face changed greatly, and he looked at both sides with wide eyes.

"Who wins!!"

did not answer Wu Hao, and the voice sounded from Wu Hao's ears again.

Wu Hao frowned, and looked at the upper and lower sides suspiciously.

Who wins? Wu Hao was thoughtful, could it be that he was talking about the battle between the young man and the fierce beast in the dream just now?

"The two sides are evenly matched, I think, they will continue to fight, but humans have an unsurpassable advantage over fierce beasts, that is, the cultivation speed of humans is fast enough, if they fight for an outrageous time, then that young man will become stronger and stronger......

"I think youth wins!" Wu Hao took a deep breath and said lightly.

Rumble!!

The majestic power of cultivation appeared in Wu Hao's body in an instant.

Qi training, foundation building, knotting, primordial infant, transforming the gods, merging the body, Hinayana ......

It didn't end, when Hinayana reached the peak level, Wu Hao felt a roar in his ears, Mahayana!!

Early Mahayana, Middle Mahayana, Mahayana Peak!!

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