Therefore, in the Southern Wasteland, as long as a monk can break through the Five Statues and reach the realm of the Dao, he will choose to leave the realm of the wasteland immediately and go to find the realm of the legendary gods, which leads to the realm of the wasteland, the monk of the realm of the Dao, just like the legend, hears many people, but rarely sees people.

Few people know whether these great powers who have reached the Path have left Heaven or have been living in Heaven. However, as one of Sanxiong's disciples, they knew that, in fact, there were records of how to cultivate the realm in Sanxiong.

It's just that the recorded content can only be understood by those who have reached the late stage of Wuzun's cultivation. The rest of the elders and disciples were not qualified. It can be said that if the Yao people are the essence of a sect, then the records of the Dao Kingdom are the future of a sect.

As an arrogant Son of Heaven, who doesn't want to have the same life as Heaven and Earth? For them, only 10,000 years is too little, so everyone hopes to raise their cultivation to the late stage of Wuzun as soon as possible, so that they can understand the legacy left by the ancestors of the clan.

Of course, in addition to the legends of the Kingdom of God, there are many legends that accompany the Kingdom of God.

Thousands of big princes disappeared by 30% in an instant. The vast majority of them were old people from the vicinity of the Three Monks and Shouyuan, despite this, for the Three Heroes, the number of people who entered the warlords was not much. In the future, Sanxiong will be in a relatively weak situation for a long time.

As for the remaining 600 people, they are still suffering, this step seems to be just one step, but it must be a world of difference, so it cannot be sloppy.

But while they were suffering, the fairyland slowly disappeared, and the deep mountains in front of them were restored. As for Wonderland, there is no trace of it anymore.

Seeing that the fairyland disappeared, the heart seemed to be taken away by others, empty.

"Continue to look for Xiao Wuyou!" Xuan Fengguan was white-haired, and his voice was deep.

"Senior brother, Xiao Wuyou, it must be," the white-haired man whispered.

"I don't care, search, even dig three feet to get him out!" the gray-haired man rushed over and roared. He had never been so unhealthy before.

"Yes," the person behind whispered "yes". He summoned Xuanfeng Guan and his subordinates to go to the deep forest. Although there was an answer in mind, the gray-haired order was still to be heard.

The white-haired people, whether they were subordinates of the same clan, the princes' army, or the people in the Mirror Moon Palace and the Meteorite Pavilion, they all left one by one. Some of them sighed and turned to leave, while some of them, like those who were deeply involved, planned to search for Xiao Wuyou's traces again.

The gray-haired man stood in the same place, his face gloomy. No one can be in a good mood about this kind of thing because of the difference between Wonderland and Wonderland.

No way. The confusion of Kek Lok Temple was so great that it made him feel illusory. The more perfect things are, the more deadly threats often lie behind them. This is the instruction of his master. I dare not forget this time. Like him, others who didn't go in were also for this reason. After all, it's so weird, it's just a small cup of tea husband, it's hard to make the right choice.

Now that the fate of immortality is gone, the rest can only hope that Xiao Wuyou just hid too well and didn't step into it. Even though he knew the odds were almost zero, he didn't do anything and he was always flustered.

Thousands of martial troops, 300 in Wonderland, 500 left. There are less than 200 left. They still held out a glimmer of hope, hoping to find Xiao Wuyou, or see the Elysium again.

Xiao Wuyou's eyes, covered with gauze, closed his consciousness again, like a blind man, walking forward step by step.

I don't know if it's because I've stepped into this special place or what. It's gone. All that's left is the sounds and laughter of nature.

Whether it's the vocal sound or the girly laughter, it's beautiful. It's not enough to describe walking around the beam for three days. Many times, Xiao Wuyou wanted to take off the gauze. He only remembered the two words left by Tianyi, and his impulse was suppressed by him.

He wanted to unify these five senses, but he found that even so, this beautiful voice would still appear in his ocean of knowledge, completely ignoring his five senses, so in the back, he simply let go of the five senses, just with his own willingness to endure this "torture".

Sometimes, people think that exercising the will is to make the body suffer, but this is only the most common way to exercise, because for people like Xiao Wuyou, even if the physical pain makes people want to faint, it doesn't seem to do much to improve the quality of the heart.

In addition to physical pain and mental pain, exercising one's heart quality is the most important strength. Just like now, this itchy sensation was also a way to exercise the quality of the heart. It depends on whether you can live with it or not. Because when it will end, he doesn't know.

I don't know how long he's gone. If he walked more than ten miles according to Xiao Wuyou's steps, then he walked ten miles step by step for a day and a night. It was strange that the singing and laughter still echoed in his ears, as if they were around him or in the distance.

But after a day and a night, the singing and laughter suddenly disappeared. Before Xiao Wuyou could react, a yin wind came. In the dark wind, there was a ghostly sound, causing little Wuyou to fall into the ice cellar. Cold, fear, panic and other emotions all came to his heart.

In Wonderland, there is such a terrible sound. Everyone wants to be better in the first place and avoid disaster. But when little Wuyou's hand was about to remove the gauze, he put the gauze back again. The ghost's voice became even more somber and terrifying.

This is not enough to describe Xiao Wuyou's experience. Every moment he felt like he was going to fall in the next second because he was really tired. His mental fatigue could not be recovered by swallowing pills.

He wanted to get a good night's sleep, but he knew that if he did, he might never be able to sleep again.

There was no physical trauma, but who can say that what he is experiencing now is not nine deaths. If he could choose again, maybe he would rather deal with the thousands of troops outside than go to this strange place and not know when he will be able to get out.

As for opening his eyes and looking around, he didn't dare, he really didn't dare. Although Tianyi is a magic wand, he also believes that the other party will not leave a note to tease him for no reason, so he has to choose to believe it.

It seems that ten and a half days have passed, like a hundred generations of reincarnation. Finally, there is no sound, just a familiar and unfamiliar taste, which is introduced into the nose. As soon as the wind blows, the gauze falls off naturally. It's like a thousand-year-old forest, once again in front of Xiao Wuyou's eyes.

He fell to the ground, unable to suppress the feeling of exhaustion, so he lay on the ground, sleeping in the past, even if he was found by the warrior who killed himself, he would not care so much.

This is the most solid sleep that Xiao Wuyou has slept on since he stepped into the path of cultivation. No dreams, no worries. When he opened his eyes again, he found that his spirits had never been better.

"Is this an improvement in heart quality?" Xiao Wuyou said with a smile as he felt that he had changed.

Although his cultivation has not improved, and there is no gain, the change of his mind is the best reward for him. This experience cannot be recalled, and it made him grow up again.

"What's that? kind of like a spiritual path......

At that time, he just carried the past behind him and didn't see anything around him, but in retrospect, Xiao Wuyou found that this feeling was somehow familiar with the spiritual path he had walked in the Zhongguang Building.