Suddenly in such an unknown environment, Huang Pingfan, who was originally a ghost who was afraid of death, was frightened for a while.

He was cautious, and he planned to survive until the end.

Huang Pingfan fell rapidly in this space, as if he had fallen into an abyss.

However, here, he can't tell where it is, up and down, left and right.

He's not to himself, and now it's falling down, or falling up, there's no way to figure out everything.

So he simply closed his eyes.

His idea was that since he couldn't change the environment, he would just adapt to it.

About a cup of tea has passed, maybe less.

Poof

Huang Pingfan seems to have fallen into a pond.

"Well, what is this?" opened his eyes, Huang Pingfan looked around.

It's a pity that Huang Pingfan obviously fell into a pond, but he still couldn't tell where this was up and down, left and right, front and back.

"Could it be that my brain was concussed by that dead old man?" I can't tell the east, west, north, south, and middle?" Huang Pingfan muttered in confusion.

Fortunately, Huang Pingfan has no desire to drill the horns at this moment, and it is not his style to break the casserole and ask in the end. His wish is really small and small, as long as he can live.

After looking around dozens of times, I didn't see anything else, except for the surrounding area, the real thing, that is, a pond under me.

There is nothing to do, and there is no freedom to come and go.

Huang Pingfan was so idle that he actually sat cross-legged in the pond, silently running the Heart Sutra of Emperor Xuan, intending to practice the cultivation exercises.

Huang Pingfan has almost no cultivation talent at all, and if he wants to upgrade, he can only rely on killing monsters to upgrade, which is the lesson he has summed up for many days.

However, he was too idle and bored now, and he couldn't think of any other trick other than this trick to pass the time. He felt that if he didn't find something to do, he would be bored and bored in this boundless time, and he would die of depression.

So, Huang Pingfan was really persuaded by himself.

This is a whole day.

Hungry, Huang Pingfan took out the demon beast meat that had been arranged for the little parrot and ate it in a big gulp. He didn't feel guilty at all, guilty that he had forgotten to leave the monster meat for the parrot. On the contrary, I feel very lucky that I didn't let the demon beast meat out, otherwise I would be starved to death now.

Of course, as a Xuanshi realm, even if you starve for a year and a half, you can't starve to death. He already belongs to the gas eater, whether he eats or not, he can't starve to death. It's just that he has been eating all the time, and if he doesn't eat for a day, he will think that he will starve to death.

After a day and a night of hard cultivation, his realm cultivation still didn't move at all.

However, Huang Pingfan didn't originally plan to improve his realm cultivation by cultivating. He was just afraid that he would be trapped here for countless years, so he just found a way to pass the time.

After eating his fill, Huang Pingfan began to cultivate in vain again.

This cultivation has passed again day and night.

Day after day, year after year.

I don't know how long it has been.

In short, not to mention the demon beast meat, even if it is something else that can be taken out and used, Huang Pingfan has already consumed it all.

Even if it was a dark stone, as long as it could be used, it was a low-grade dark stone, or even a medium-grade dark stone, it was all consumed by him.

There was nothing to eat, and sitting cross-legged in this small waterhole with a lot of mysterious energy all day long, Huang Pingfan gradually felt very, very bored.

"Oh my God, how many years do I have to be here, and when will I be able to leave here?" Huang Pingfan looked up to the sky and sighed, wailing in pain.

During this period of unknown time, in fact, he did not set out to find any way out.

As soon as he came, he sat in the pond, constantly cultivating and eating, until now.

But, in fact, he really didn't know where to start, because, here, he couldn't tell where it was.

"My Huang family, my wives, my master brothers, are you still alive now? I really miss you?" Huang Pingfan groaned, thinking about the deep resentment of the woman.

But his wailing, his moaning, had no effect at all, not the slightest echo.

"You're here—"

I don't know how long it took, Huang Pingfan suddenly heard such a voice.

This voice, though it feels very weak, is like a candle in the wind, which can be extinguished at any time.

However, hearing this voice, Huang Pingfan's lonely heart seemed to have a little more vitality.

What a joy it is to be lonely and lonely for countless years, and finally have someone to talk to? It is like a hungry and thirsty person in the desert, seeing an oasis, seeing clear water, and seeing delicious food.

"Old man, come out! Come out immediately! Come out and talk to Young Master Ben about life ideals or something, I'm almost bored to death. Hurry up, hurry, immediately, immediately!" Huang Pingfan was a fake man, but he put on a full face, shouting.

However, Huang Pingfan's shouting had no effect.

I don't know how long it took, but the voice that was so weak that it could disappear at any time sounded again in this void space.

"Young Master, I am the Fire Cloud Evil God, the thirty-eighth generation of the Huang Family and the Yellow Sect, and one of the top ten guardians. ”

"Huh, that's great! Fire Cloud Evil God, come out quickly and get me out. I was beaten into this void space by an evil old man, and I don't know how many years have passed. If I don't go out again, the Huang family's Huangmen is estimated to be really finished, hurry up!"

Huang Pingfan's gloomy heart burned again, and he seemed to see the hope of life.

He never dreamed that the boss of this space was actually a person from the Huang family, so everything would be negotiable.

"Young master, don't worry, the time of this void space is static. Even if you've been here for thousands of years, it's just a moment outside. Got a weak voice, soothing Huang Pingfan's impatient heart.

Huang Pingfan felt a little incredible: "Ah, in this world, there are still such mysterious things?"

"Hehe, what kind of mysterious thing is this? I, the Fire Cloud Evil God, have been dead for thousands of years, and now, can't I still communicate with you with a wisp of remnant soul?" said in a weak voice with a smile.

"Hell—" Huang Pingfan was so frightened that he shouted loudly.

"Huh. ”

Huang Pingfan asked suspiciously, "Are you really a ghost?"

"Hehe, in this world, what kind of ghosts and monsters are there! I am a wisp of remnant soul, to put it clearly, that is, to use the formation method to leave an image of me. Relying on the formation, relying on the procedures in the formation, I was able to make a simple response to some very simple things.

To put it clearly, it is a kind of photographic characteristic of the formation, and the power of the program. What the hell is weird, it's not going to be a match at all. "A weak voice, a simple explanation of his current situation.

"Ah, it's really not a ghost?" asked Huang Pingfan timidly.

"It's not. This in itself can be regarded as a kind of mystic technique! It's called a formation. Now, Xuanxuan Continent, is there still such a thing as a formation?"

Huang Pingfan himself actually didn't know the situation of the entire Xuanxuan Continent very well, so he said half-understandingly: "No, now, it seems that there are only runes." I guess the formation you are talking about is the rune formation composed of runes, right?"

"Hehe, whatever it's called, that's what it's like anyway. It's a relatively advanced mystical skill, and ordinary people really can't learn it. A weak voice, a little tsundere.

Of course, if you can make me very strong and then send me out, that would be even better! My men, right now, can't kill that evil old man, I must go out immediately, otherwise, they may be cold. ”

Huang Pingfan said righteously, as if he himself was a pillar of profound mystery. He didn't have the feeling of being a drag at all, he was just a drag bottle.