Chapter 5: The Journal

Time does not stand still, nor does it add to the flow, it always maintains the same degree at all times, and does not feel that the boring minutes and seconds pass...... Although the sunshine in the whiteness space lasts for thousands of years, every day passes, the space will produce a slight shock, which also marks that the time of the day has passed, and when the space oscillates 365 times, it indicates that the year has quietly passed. Bayi Middle School

In the temple, counting the ten people including Gu Mo, they had been in one position for three full days, and Zi Long, during these three days, although the Shadow Technique was constantly running, he was not able to absorb any trace of the earth essence elements that overflowed from Gu Mo's body, because he knew that the 'Seven Saints of Shantai' and the translation of the name of Tangtai needed these pure energies even more.

It was precisely because of this that he did not dare to be distracted and maintain the status quo, for fear that if he was not careful, the Shadow Technique would absorb those earth essence elements on its own. Of course, he is not without any benefits, the high concentration of his spirit has made his mental power increase a few points in the past three days, which is one-tenth of the original spiritual power, far exceeding the spiritual power of the emperor-level master, perhaps, this is the so-called unintentional gain.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, the fine sand around Gu Mo was all wrapped in a layer of white dust, turning into a pure white color, and the degree of rotation of the white sand gradually slowed down, and began to be collected into the gourd behind him little by little, and at this moment, the yellow gourd also became a white color.

Slowly, Gu Mo's figure was revealed in the fine sand, the short head, the child's face, but still couldn't hide the strong aura he inadvertently exuded, after three days of cultivation, Gu Mo was like a sharp sword that had been forged repeatedly, unabashedly revealing a chilling edge.

As the white sand was included in the gourd, the earth essence elements filled in the temple gradually became scarce, and the 'Seven Sages of Shantai' and the translation of the name of the Shentai also seized this last time to absorb the pure energy, their eyes were slightly closed, and their bodies were scattered with a pale yellow light, although they looked extraordinary, but compared to Gu Mo, they were nothing in comparison.

When the last trace of fine sand was put into the gourd, Zilong slowly opened his eyes, at this moment he could finally relax his tense nerves, and he no longer had to work hard to control the Shadow Exercise, this was the first time he did this in his life, every time he wanted to absorb the essence element, however, this time it was the opposite, however, he now, this made him control the operation of the Shadow Exercise more proficient, and his mental power has also improved a lot.

After Zilong opened his eyes for a moment, Gu Mo's eyes opened violently, and in those big eyes, a trace of brilliance was not inferior to his momentum, giving people a feeling that a divine soldier was born and radiant, Gu Mo saw Zilong looking at him quietly, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he slowly stood up and said: "I really didn't expect that the earth essence in this whiteness space is so magical, compared with Xiangyun Da 6, it is much tougher and more stable, and the emperor-level energy is much more consolidated, if it goes further, it will definitely break through until Yasheng." ”

Hearing Gu Mo say that his strength had improved, Zilong was very happy, and couldn't help but stand up, patted Gu Mo's young shoulder, and said with a smile: "Yes, if you had such strength when we first met, perhaps, I would have died in your hands a long time ago, and now you, back to Xiangyun Da 6, are also qualified to enter the Xiangyun Forbidden Land." ”

"Hmph, I don't want to enter any auspicious cloud forbidden land, I want to recapture the [Poptu Clan], eradicate the Tianji Gate, and avenge the dead clansmen. Saying that, Gu Mo's innocent face began to become hideous, and at the same time there was a little sadness, Zilong couldn't help but sigh lightly, didn't say anything, just patted him on the shoulder again, this move. made Gu Mo's expression soften a little, at least, he was no longer so excited.

Without waiting for Zilong to comfort Gu Mo for a few words, there was a slight sound of his arm moving lightly on the side, it turned out that the 'Seven Saints of Shantai' and the translation of the name of Tangtai woke up one by one, and when everyone opened their eyes, an extremely elite light flashed, but this essence disappeared in a flash, and then returned to its original state. However, Zilong noticed the difference between these eight people, the original three pairs of pupils of each of the 'Seven Saints of Tangtai' have become four pupils in each eye, and the translation of the name of Tangtai has also changed from two pairs of pupils to three pairs, which makes Zilong know that their strength has been improved by at least one level.

A few people took away the breath of their whole bodies, got up slowly, and after tidying up, they looked at Zilong, bowed down together, and took a step forward, and said to Gu Mo: "Lord Divine Servant, on behalf of the eight thousand people of the Wuyan Clan, I would like to ask you to tell us how to absorb the essence element?" As soon as his words fell, the other seven people in the temple all looked at Gu Mo expectantly, waiting for the answer that made them excited.

Gu Mo glanced at Zilong, and when he saw Zilong nodding slightly, he turned his head to look at Tang Taiya, and said: "The exercises we practice are different, I am a master of the element, and the method I use is not suitable for you, even if you change your profession to become a master of the master, without thousands of years of cultivation, it is impossible to extract the pure earth essence element from that white dust, and if I extract the essence element from that white dust again, there will be no improvement in the effect of today, so you are the same." ”

Hearing this, the faces of the 'Seven Sages of Shantai' and the translation of the name of the Taitai showed disappointment, but the Taiya quickly calmed down, but the mood was a little depressed and said: "So that's the case, in fact, when you were exercising, I should have guessed a long time ago, but I was happy to forget the fact that the martial artist can't use the Su Control Technique. ”

The Chinese translator also stepped forward and continued: "Even so, we have all risen to a higher level, and we have to thank the servants of God." I think everyone is tired, seven saints, please rest, and after that, let's discuss the matter of the gods going to Bailing Mountain. ”

Seeing Zilong nodding in agreement, the 'Seven Sages of Tantai' retired and left the temple, although three days had passed, but Zilong and Gu Mo were still full of energy, without any signs of exhaustion. The translation of the name of the Tai did not leave, obviously there was still something to discuss with Zilong or Gu Mo, and the two of them were silent, waiting for the translation of the name of the Tai to speak.

The translation of the name of the Tai Tai wanted to wait for Zilong to ask, but seeing Zilong's leisurely appearance, he had to speak first: "Gods, the translation of the name has something to tell you, there was a log in the personal belongings of the original patriarch Xiangtaiyuan, because of the relevant **, I have not read it, however, according to her maid in the past, when the patriarch of the Shantai Yuan studied the Shantai Holy Land, he often recorded some things, and it was likely to be here, so I will hand it over to you today, if there is really information related to the Holy Land, it will also be helpful for you to go to Bailing Mountain." ”

Saying that, he took out a journal with a white animal skin as the cover from his arms and handed it to Zilong, taking the animal skin log, Zilong thought about it, and gently bowed his head to the translated name of Shantai, and said: "Well, okay, if it helps, I will read it carefully, but you must be mentally prepared first, this time you go to Bailing Mountain, it may not be possible." ”

"Of course, of course, we who have been waiting for thousands of years, don't care about waiting a little longer, you can rest assured, with the 'Seven Saints of Tangtai' with you, there will be no danger, if the gods have nothing to command, the translation will be retired first. Seeing Zilong nodding, he lowered his body and walked out of the temple.

Holding the animal skin log in his hand, Zilong looked at it twice, and then turned his head to look at Gu Mo, "The strength has just improved and there is no fatigue, I think, you should familiarize yourself with your new weapon." ”

Gu Mo turned his head and glanced at the big gourd behind him, smiled slightly, nodded, and walked to the corner of the side of the temple. The white sand began to pour out of the gourd, changing into various shapes, and suddenly, as if something had appeared, he put away the white sand and returned to Zilong's side, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, he didn't say anything, and directly ran the white sand towards Zilong.

Looking at the continuous approach of Baisha, the corners of Zilong's mouth raised a smile. He knew that Gu Mo didn't want to attack him, but a fragrance came to him one step ahead of Bai Sha, he only felt that his body was light, and his spirit was a little sluggish, and then, Zilong shook his head violently, and suddenly came to his senses.

The white sand scattered around Zilong's body, and then, as if it was alive, it quickly flowed back into the gourd behind Gu Mo, leaving only Gu Mo standing there with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth. Zilong put away his spiritual power shield, his heart said, such a strange smell, it can make people feel sluggish, if it weren't for the fact that his mental power just improved, it would be impossible to resist such an attack at this moment.

"Clan Master, I really didn't expect that after fusing with Bai Chen, it would have such an effect, in this way, the power of fine sand is much greater, I think, it is impossible for ordinary emperor-level masters to resist it. After saying this, Gu Mo added another sentence in his heart, "Except for freaks like the clan master, who have not reached the emperor level, their spiritual power is much stronger than that of the emperor-level master." ”

"Well, that's right, it's just that it's better not to experiment with me in the future, in case I can't react, won't I die in your hands. Although Zilong said this, the smile on the corner of his mouth did not dissipate, and it was obvious that there was no meaning of reproach, because he knew that Gu Mo was measured in his actions.

Gu Mowan'er smiled and said, "I think, my little white sand still can't help you as a dark master. ”

After speaking, Gu Mo walked to the corner of the temple again, and continued to adapt to the fused white sand, Zilong shook his head helplessly, turned his attention back to the log recorded in the Taiyuan in his hand, and slowly opened the white animal skin cover, and the lines of small characters written with animal blood as the material came into Zilong's eyes......

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The 49th mood of the 20008 space shock in the whiteness calendar: the third day of depression and insomnia

The career of the patriarch for five hundred years still has not gotten rid of the predicament for the clansmen, the environment is getting worse and worse, and the aura cannot supply the cultivation of the clansmen, thousands of years of hard work, the highest realm is still only in the state of the second pupil, even if I persist in penance every day, there is still no sign of breakthrough, just because of the barrenness of the aura.

Although the situation of the Wuyan clan for thousands of years cannot be solved overnight, I am still very anxious, and I always feel that sitting in the position of the patriarch, I can't do anything for the clan, and I feel a little ashamed and depressed......

The 63rd Mood of the Spatial Shock in the 20008 Calendar of Whiteness: The Eighteenth Day of Troubles and Insomnia

'The gods descended from heaven, save me from my eyes, my eyebrows are white, and my feet are on the yellow sand. 'When will the prophesied gods descend into the white space??' Are all the gods like this?'

It's been the fifth time I've had insomnia for more than fifteen days, such days are really painful, although I'm physically and mentally exhausted, but I can only continue to suffer, and there are clansmen looking at me in the rear, and everything can't be left alone, because I promised my father that I would definitely be a good patriarch, I don't know if I will be able to lift the ban on whiteness space when I am in office, and I still haven't seen the day when the Eyeless Clan is prosperous, every day I feel the passage of life, perhaps, I really shouldn't sleep, if I close my eyes, I'm really afraid that I won't wake up forever.

It's annoying......

Seeing this, Zilong sighed softly, he didn't expect that he would be so painful when he was the patriarch of Tangtai, but she was also a good patriarch like the translation of the name of Tangtai, but, from between the lines of her words, it can be seen that her innocence and little girl's posture that have never been extinguished, no matter what, Zilong can't imagine how such a woman can support the entire Eyeless Clan. However, there was no useful thing recorded in the first few pages, so Zilong shook his head, put aside his cluttered thoughts, and continued to read.

The seventy-second mood of the 20008 spatial shock of the whiteness calendar: the twenty-seventh day of exhaustion and insomnia

I'm so tired, I haven't rested for twenty-seven days, although it's very comfortable to lie on the soft bed, but I can't sleep anyway, I can't let go of the momentum of the clansmen dying day by day, everyone is starting to be a little decadent, my sister Xuan'er persuaded me, this situation is not a day or two, why bother about it, even if you want to break your head, there is no way to solve it, if it is very easy to solve, the last few patriarchs have already broken the ban on space, why wait until today, and they have become like this, not to mention the clansmen？

I knew that what Xuan'er said was very reasonable, and forced myself not to think about it, but every time I closed my eyes, the desperate eyes of the clansmen would appear in my mind, and that decadent look, no matter how I did it, it still had no effect.

The temple has been standing there for five thousand nine hundred and sixty-seven years, but it is of no use at all, and every day standing on the altar in front of the temple, I always wish to see the white-eyed god descend, but every time I disappoint myself.

So tired, so tired......

The eightieth mood of the spatial shock in the 20008 year of the whiteness calendar: the thirty-fifth day of desolation and insomnia

Record, absolute record, maybe no one has ever had a thirty-five days without a break, at least I know that there has been no rest for twenty days in the Eyeless Clan with the power of two pupils, absolutely not.

When I came back from the altar and looked at the haggard woman in the mirror, I really couldn't believe it, this was the beautiful me I used to be, I didn't dare to imagine what I would become if I went on like this, I cried at that time, for the first time since I succeeded the patriarch, I cried so sadly, so embarrassed.

I don't want to think about anything, and my heart is desolate......

The ninety-first mood of the spatial shock in 20008 of the whiteness calendar: happy and full of energy

It feels really good to sleep, and the woman in the mirror is the real self, if it weren't for the fact that ten days ago, the city elder told me about Bailing Mountain, the holy land of Tangtai, perhaps, I would still be plagued by insomnia.

The gods are ethereal after all, although the ancestors have long predicted, but they don't know in what era, if there is only one god left in the Wuyan clan will come, don't wait, since as the patriarch, it doesn't matter if you fight once. Bailing Mountain, that mysterious place, don't let the Eyeless Clan down.

It's really nice to have hope.

Finally saw the matter of Bailing Mountain mentioned by Tangtaiyuan, but I didn't know who this city elder was that Tangtaiyuan was talking about? What did he say to Tangtaiyuan? This made Zilong a little puzzled, and he couldn't wait to look down.

The 103rd mood of the 20008 spatial shock of the whiteness calendar: confusion and insomnia again

It's been ten days, and the five clansmen who went to explore Bailing Mountain haven't returned yet, are they in danger? If that's the case, their sins are unforgivable, the city elder said, since the Baidu space was banned, no one has been able to enter Bailing Mountain, and its periphery is very safe, there are no powerful beasts, and there are no fatal creatures, why haven't they come back?

What is it like in Bailing Mountain, and what is in it, is it really as the city elder said, is it the only place where there is hope of breaking through the prohibition?

I had insomnia again, I couldn't figure it out, and I was a little confused......

The 111th mood of the 20008 spatial shock in the whiteness calendar: the eighth day of anxiety and insomnia

For eighteen days, I felt uneasy every moment, and the families of the five clansmen who explored Bailing Mountain came to me today, and they asked me where their relatives had gone, why they had not come back for so many days, and whether they were in danger?

In the face of their questioning one by one, I really don't know how to answer, Bai Lingshan's matter is not yet clear, and I can't tell them truthfully, but I can't be silent, it's really difficult to do. Fortunately, the city elders arrived in time to relieve me, but my heart was very heavy.

Those five clansmen were selected by the city elders, and each of them had extraordinary strength, and the city elders told me that they would be fine, maybe they had encountered something worth exploring and delayed their trip, and he told me not to worry, maybe, when they come back, they will bring good news.

After listening to the words of the city elder, my heart calmed down a little, but I was still a little uneasy......

City Elder?Who is this City Elder?Appeared in the journal of the Elder of the Empire three or four times, Zilong frowned and thought in his heart, looking at the journal of the Elder of the Empire, the status of the Elder of the City should be very high among the Eyeless Clan, why did he come to the Eyeless Clan, but he never appeared, why? Zilong, who couldn't figure it out, continued to flip through the log in his hand, trying to find the answer he wanted to know from it.

The 125th Mood of the 20008 Space Shock in the Whiteness Calendar: The Expectation is Average

Finally got rid of insomnia, just because, yesterday thousands of years have not appeared in the 'Seven Sages', one of them came to the clan, to be honest, she is very beautiful, I think much more beautiful than me, and there is no strong frame, people feel very kind, no one can imagine, this woman has torn through the space barrier, fought in other spaces, if I don't know that she is really a member of the 'Seven Sages', I can't believe it.

Her arrival brought me a shocking news, she actually told me that near Bailing Mountain, she saw five clansmen pass through the prohibition and enter the Tangtai Holy Land, but, no matter what method she used, she did not enter it like those five people, and she waited outside Bailing Mountain for ten days, but they never came out again, and they didn't know what they would encounter inside.

However, since they can enter, there should be something to show up, I believe they will always come back, and at that time, it may be possible to break the ban on space, and there is no need to wait for the gods to come, and now I really have some doubts that the 'save my eyes' predicted by my ancestors is about the prohibition of space.

After arranging the Sage Taimei, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, his heart was full of anticipation......

How could it be her? Since she knew about someone entering Bailing Mountain, why didn't she bring it up when discussing the Holy Land? The more she read the journal, the more confused Zilong became, and many things that he couldn't understand followed, so he had no choice but to continue reading.

The 150th Mood of the 20008 Space Shock in the Whiteness Calendar: The complex spirit is good

The Sage is gone, and she said goodbye without leaving any message, maybe she has something very important, I don't know how long it will take to see this kind of Sage again, if one day, the ban on the white space is lifted, I think, the 'Seven Saints' will reappear.

It's just that what makes people disturbing is that the five clansmen still haven't come back, and there is no news, so I don't dare to send anyone to investigate, for fear that someone will never return. The relatives of those five clansmen would come to me every few days, and each time it was the city elders who helped me out of the siege, but there was no way to go on like this, so I decided to go and see for myself, no matter what danger there was, I would also go and break through it myself.

The unknown world is always unsettling, and in the absence of certainty, I handed over all the affairs of the clan to the city elder, telling him that if I really can't come back, he will inherit the position of the clan leader in my place, although the city elder initially disagreed, however, it is impossible for the clan to be without the clan chief, and in the end, he compromised and just told me to be careful.

Finally about to face the holy land in the hearts of the Eyeless people, the mood at this time, some expectation, some nervousness, and even some fear, in short, the mood is very complicated......

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