Chapter 1439: Automatic Dispersion
In the end, Bangs got a sound, the spirit of nothingness dissipated, and Xiao Wu's eyes turned black this spring, and he fell to the ground with a pale face.
Although the Buddha and the soul can act separately, the distance cannot be extended indefinitely, beyond a certain distance, and if it is not felt, it will automatically disperse.
Xiao Wuwu slammed his fist on the ground, and said irritably, "How can I get out of here!"
He's been trapped here for almost a year, and while he believes it's just an illusion of time, like a room with time and space, it's also real. He was also stuck here for a year, which made him irritable.
After a long time, he adjusted his breathing, and since he had no choice, he could only consult the reincarnation of his ancestors and the peaceful Night Fox Saint, but when he summoned both, he found that neither his knowledge of the sea nor the bracelet had any reaction.
Surprised, he tried to communicate with Xiao Ji, but failed. tried many times, but to no avail, which made Xiao worry-free and nameless panic.
He looked up at the silver moon and muttered, "What do you want?"
Silence, no response, which was to be expected.
Physically and mentally exhausted, he simply closed his eyes, spread his limbs and lay on the ground, and fell asleep in a huff, from the time he entered the moon cave to now, there was almost no sleep, and his spirit had stretched to the limit.
This kind of deep sleep, I don't know how long it has passed, when I wake up, it is still a round of silver moon hanging high, barren land, quiet environment, has never changed.
"How do I have to get out of here," Xiao You muttered to himself as he lay on the ground in big words.
Every inch of time is an inch of gold, and time is precious for monks, especially for those monks who are deeply rooted in the soul of martial arts. 10,000 years of life, in the first eight days, is too short.
Every monk will seize the time to temper the power of the mind, comprehend the artistic conception, enhance the strength, and enhance the combat effectiveness, but unfortunately, in this world where there is no day, no night, no borders, no people, the value of time, becomes worthless.
Ten years, Xiao Wu if not wrong, he has been in this barren land for ten years, in these ten years, he has not found a way to get out of here, but has devoted himself to the ability to make himself mottled and disorderly.
Three souls and one, three kinds of magic, one secret method, two techniques, although this method brings him a miraculous effect on the enemy, but this method has serious drawbacks.
Training one way, no one can master all the means of the world in one, such as puppet masters, spiritual masters, healers, temper masters, etc., one means can take a lifetime of effort, mastering multiple means, not helpful, but harmful.
That's why Xiao Wuwu understands the Chaos Battle Body, but it can be said that it is even more difficult to get on the Chaos Battle Body. Things in the world, from simple to simple, from simple to simple, are not so simple. So even after ten years, the chaotic war is still in the initial stage of chaotic warfare and cannot move forward.
He has reached his own bottleneck and has not practiced, after all, it feels like such a thing, very wonderful, and the uncalm mind can understand. In addition, the world around him has no vitality, so he does not dare to eat the treasures of heaven and earth as candy.
In this barren world, time becomes worthless and no longer precious, and he is like an orphan abandoned by the world, who may never get out of here.
Loneliness is a terrible thing, and the years will continue to increase its strength until it is completely destroyed, Xiao Wuwu has not spoken for ten years, he doesn't know, if he also knows how to speak.
"What is absolutely not to do?" Xiao Xiaoyao still said such words from time to time in his heart.
"What is absolutely not to do?" These words also sounded in Autumn's mouth.
He sat on the ground for more than a month without closing his eyes. Although he had the spirit of Jedahua in his hand, he could not understand it for a month.
The monks around the palace had long since dispersed, and they began to search for treasures that might have been lost in the forbidden ground. Some people wanted to leave directly, but the iron wall, with its tangible substance, blocked them.
The main array is the overly powerful soul broken monk, so whether to fall off, or those who enter the golden path and want to get out of here, there is only one way to go, to acknowledge the soul array.
However, he didn't know how to recognize the soul of this battle, and his eyes glanced at the ruined palaces from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking.
In a deserted place, Xiao Wu was lying on the ground, and a dagger appeared in his hand, he shook the dagger, and suddenly stabbed himself.
The dagger was cracked, but most of him was unharmed.
Loneliness can make people crazy, so crazy that they can't even live, and Xiao Wuwu is the same at this moment, but the quality of the dagger is not as good as his own body, and he can't stab just right.
He can take out everything in the bracelet, but he can't summon foxes and crows. He really wanted someone to talk to him, even if it was nonsense.
"Gibberish"
Xiao Wuwu said a little slurred, "nonsense" "nonsense"
The words kept repeating, and the unbelieving eyes began to glow, and he sat up excitedly and smiled.
"Hahaha, I know, I know what you want!" Got it! ”
Laughing, because Changwen didn't speak, Xiao Wu was excited, and he bit his tongue.
Then, he closed his eyes and thought over and over again about the passage into the forbidden and abandoned palace, until his eyes suddenly opened. He grabbed the dirt beside him and began to knead.
The earth was very soft, sticky, and in good shape, and with the appearance of memory, Xiao Wuwu soon knelt down a few insect beasts that were several feet high, and when they met him in the stone forest, they could not be said to be 100% similar, but they were also very similar.
After kneading the mud mistake, Xiao sat down in front of him carefree, a jug of wine and two glasses, just appeared out of thin air, he was drinking, most of the materials were not treasures for a day, but searched everywhere, aging, because he had been thinking about how to leave this place for ten years, but forgot to drink "important".
He poured a cup first, then gave it to the bugs, then he poured himself a cup and drank it up.
"Well, this wine is good, and I'll tell you, these are the three glasses I had left over from my time in Nakako-gun. The taste is spicy, but the aftertaste is endless. I remember that year, when I was a poor child, I used to manage a rich man's cellar in his house.
I'll tell you again, I have a very strange friend, an ordinary little squirrel, but it's not called ordinary, many times I'm in trouble, in a crisis, it's here to save me, but I still don't know where its power comes from.
"I also have a friend, what's the name of God's will, it's just a god stick, saying that I am a god dragon shallow water phase, fart, a dragon and a dragon, what is shallow water, you say he is not a god stick"
"I have three confidants, now I don't know where to go, but I can definitely find her, the other two are sleeping in the castle of Nangong, I will definitely save them, this is my promise to them, even if I pay this life, I will do it. ”
"I also have a younger brother, named Xiaoyan, but he is a very fierce and sacred beast, and I don't know where, you said that my fate is not suitable for friends, why are the two of them because I know the whereabouts, ah"
In this way, Xiao Nian is like a fool is a "toy" of decoction pieces kneaded with clay, from the beginning to the present, no matter how wonderful, no matter how rich, just thinking of what to say, this process is like recalling his life in the past few decades. There are wonderful, bland, thrilling, and helpless, but no matter what, this is his life, and it may not change for hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years in the future.
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