According to the scriptures, there were three monks in the Desolate Realm who sensed the guidance of the Flying Immortals, but where did they go?

This is not the first time that Zhong Xuanyang has entered the starry sky of the universe, he has a deep understanding of the vast magic of the universe, and has had a real experience between life and death, Zhong Xuanyang is thinking, if he dies at the beginning, will he really die? Is his consciousness memory really gone? Life and death, real and illusory, make him very confused, what is real, what is illusory, the wasteland is real, the endless life of the wasteland is real, the life and emotions of the life in the wasteland are real, so what is the illusion? Is there really an illusion in the world? Is what is invisible and imperceptible illusory? Why did you think that the desolate realm was illusory in the first place? Just because the desolate realm is a remnant of corpse evolution? It is just a mutilation, is there an illusory existence? Subjective? Fabricated? Before Zhong Xuanyang cultivated the truth, he absolutely thought that the opposition of reality was illusory, and subjective conjecture and fantasy were illusory, and Zhong Xuanyang tried hard to imagine a kind of illusory existence, and he thought of his grandparents, father and mother, daughter, Xu Feifei, and air tickets...... They are all real, I don't know what happened to them now? Even if they don't exist anymore, could they have been illusory before? Are they illusory now? Zhong Xuanyang stretched out his hand to the void, staring at his retracted palm, what appeared in his eyes was an endless particle air mass, and the space between the particle air masses was real. A blazing flame appeared in his palm, enveloping those particle air mass spaces, the flames became even stronger, and Zhong Xuanyang clearly saw that the particle air mass space decomposed, escaping different energies and dissolving into the flames, and some of them became smaller particle air mass spaces, the original particles, air masses, and spaces...... Gone, are they dead? Now he couldn't find the Unreal. Although he is floating in the infinite void, he really feels their existence, they are everywhere, he now thinks that dreams are absolutely real, dreams are a kind of reality created by conscious energy, as long as energy exists, how can it be illusory, vacuum is just the manifestation of energy, where is it illusory, Zhong Xuanyang is desperate to find out an illusory thing.

Boundless space, infinite stars, frenzied storms, dusty meteorites, thrilling thunder and lightning, silent and tangible, dazzling. Do they live and die? Do they also cycle between life and death?

Zhong Xuanyang's lonely wandering, after countless verifications, found that these energies could not become a resource for cultivation, and he even entered the thunder and lightning area, and as a result, the thunder and lightning only had its form, like an image. He used his divine sense to probe, there was a flow of energy, there was no doubt that it was real thunder and lightning, and he even doubted whether he had really walked out of the starry sky where the corpse had evolved, or if he had fallen into another illusory real space. Zhongxuanyang is standing on a burning star at this moment, his eyes are looking, his hands are touching, and his divine sense is seeing, it is real, the flame temperature is very high, and his hands are hot. He went to another dead star, pitted, full of hard stones, Zhong Xuanyang hung in the void, each star was protected by an atmosphere similar to the earth, what was going on? Zhong Xuanyang was puzzled, the star space really existed, why was it different from the feeling of the Milky Way of the solar system, Zhong Xuanyang and they had also traveled in the void during their scientific expeditions, although they were protected by a spacesuit, but it was not the same feeling at all, what was the difference? Zhong Xuanyang was looking for that ethereal different feeling. Suddenly, Zhong Xuanyang was shocked, smart, yes, that's it, this space lacks agility, lacks natural and smooth charm, and is a little stupid, like a Taoist who has just appeared. "How can this be?" Zhong Xuanyang muttered to himself. Zhongxuanyang is not only cautious, but also more rigorous, the current divine consciousness is dozens of times stronger than when it was originally seeded in the space, and the characteristics along the route are all kept in mind in the divine consciousness. He carefully recalled the feeling he felt when he entered this starry sky, yes, since he arrived in this space, he was deeply trapped in life and death, real and unreal, there was a problem, there was definitely a problem. "I didn't expect to just leave the tiger's mouth and enter the wolf's den again!" Zhong Xuanyang had to admire his luck against the sky. He did not rush back, but ran wildly in one direction, his consciousness was fully dispersed, and for ten years, he returned to the starting point of the wild run. Another ten years, he returned to the starting point, he kept running in different directions, one decade after another, Zhong Xuanyang felt hungry, he knew that trouble was coming, the physical energy consumption was too huge to replenish, and in the long run, people would die. How far is five years? Although he can't reach the speed of light now, he is confident that he will not be much slower than the speed of light. With such a large-scale exploration, Zhong Xuanyang felt that this space was stupid.

Zhong Xuanyang reluctantly returned to the place where they thought it was the exit of the corpse, he didn't go back to the Wasteland, he was thinking, why is this happening? No, when he returns to the Wasteland, he will only have to live for the rest of his life, and his cultivation will no longer be able to make any progress, even if he absorbs the Seven Desperate Realms, he will only survive for a long time. The wasteland has gone through more than 30,000 wilderness evolutionary transformations, and the energy is no longer pure, if it is not for the decomposition and transformation of the seeds, Zhongxuanyang will not be able to reach the consummation of the elixir now, and after the consummation of the elixir, the seeds will no longer convert that kind of energy. If he returns to the Wasteland, he will die faster than the natives, because he will not be replenished with energy, and the broken Dao will compete for the energy in his body, accelerating the loss of energy in his body. This is the result of Zhongxuanyang's verification.

Where is the way out? Zhong Xuanyang is anxious, just like a mortal worried about rice and grain, where to get a bite of food to eat? To earn a few silver dollars to buy a few buns?" Fortunately, there is no dragging the family with you. "As long as mortals are not lazy to eat, it is not difficult to earn food, the key is that Zhong Xuanyang is a businessman who wants to earn wealth and has a lot of debts, and is endlessly in debt by usury, and there is no escape, "It's easy to earn food, it's hard to earn a fortune!" Why is it easy to earn food and food, but it is difficult to earn a fortune, Zhong Xuanyang can't think about it, because usury, legal and illegal, his body is the creditor.

Zhong Xuanyang's hunger feeling is getting stronger very slowly, if this void star can be eaten, it can relieve hunger, it is estimated that he has already started to eat. Can't wait any longer. If you wait any longer, you will starve to death or starve to death, and if you really want to starve to death, it is estimated that you will die of laughter before you die.

Zhong Xuanyang speculated that he had spent more than two hundred years in this space, always dead, no day and night, no clouds, except for his occasional sigh, there was no sound, he searched left and right without end, and entered the wasteland downward, he once thought that he was in the formation, but he never felt the energy and trajectory of the formation, this is not in line with the way of the formation, if it is really a formation, then the person who sets up the formation is afraid that it is not inferior to the living 'wilderness'. His only option now is upward. Since it is the only one, Zhong Xuanyang did not hesitate, and his divine sense locked the direction of 'Shang' and ran wildly, one year or two years...... Later, Zhong Xuanyang didn't know how much time had passed, and when he came to this point, even if he died, he could only go up...... Finally, Zhongxuanyang's divine consciousness captured a layer of walls: it was very tough, very thick, the divine sense could not penetrate, and the eyes could not see, but it really blocked the way. Void, Space Particles, Soul Fire...... It's all useless, it's useless, it's useless. He took out the flute and stabbed it upwards with all his might, and the wall was like an eraser, no matter how strong it was, it couldn't pierce it. There is no magic weapon in Zhongxuanyang, there are not many things, and the Yin and Netherworld Soul Wood Broken Branch given by Lin Ling is one of the few objects. took out about two feet of the broken branch of the Yin Netherworld Soul Wood, and stabbed it out with the same force, "Wow." Zhong Xuanyang's heart was beating wildly, the surprise was inexplicable, he used too much force, and he hit the wall without blocking, and the entire Divine Soul Wood was pierced into the wall, and Zhong Xuanyang pulled out the broken branch, and there were two branches more than five inches forward on the broken branch, which were not damaged at all. "Yin Netherworld Divine Soul Wood, what kind of Yin and Netherworld power and Divine Soul Qi is this wall membrane? But there is not the slightest coldness and coldness, and the Divine Soul Divine Sense does not have any perception. It's weird. Zhong Xuanyang looked at the branch in his hand, just this blink of an eye, it seemed to be a little different from before, Zhong Xuanyang pierced the soul wood into the wall again, leaving only one to hold outside, staring at the branch without blinking, the branch first changed from gray to white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then it was moist, jade white, white and full after turning red, dark red and crimson, and after seven color transformations, it became crystal clear, and the water color was full of mutton fat jade. This branch has been cultivated in the soul of Zhongxuanyang for nearly three hundred years, and Zhongxuanyang has never paid much attention to it, not wanting to become a life-saving artifact at this moment, he pulled out the branch, attached the divine consciousness and soul, and reinserted it into the wall.

Although he was hungry, Zhong Xuanyang was not in a hurry. His consciousness accompanied the branches as they grew thicker and longer branches, and when they grew to the size of the mother plant, they stopped growing. The cool soul power flowed into the middle Xuanyang divine consciousness, like a clear and cool mountain spring, and the middle Xuanyang divine consciousness wrapped the body and attached itself to the soul wood, falling into a deep sleep. Ren Qingquan refined his body and flowed into his divine consciousness, Zhong Xuanyang woke up, his whole person was refreshed, his mind had never been so clear, he felt that his divine consciousness and soul were like an abyss, like a sea and like a sky. The wall membrane didn't know when it disappeared, and the soul wood hung quietly in the soul. He actually slipped in on his own. I don't know how long it has been. Zhong Xuanyang muttered.

I was in a good mood and made a lot of money this time, although it was not enough to pay off the debt, but if I found the right way, it would be much easier to make money.

Zhongxuanyang continues to strive upward, and strive for the upper reaches of standards. Time no longer means anything to Zhong Xuanyang, but he estimates that at least a few decades have passed. He finally found food when he was hungry, and now he was sitting cross-legged in the fire, and this time he didn't spare his hand, he was ready to exhaust himself, and he was almost starved to death by you, and he reasoned with you? Hum. Zhong Xuanyang snorted coldly. The Nine Yao Chapter is full of firepower, the nine stars become one star, and new stars gradually appear, and the cycle repeats, the flute is suspended in the Xuanyang Divine Consciousness, constantly refined, and replenished by the light group energy. The sea of fire disappeared completely, and the nine stars were still hanging in the Xuanyang tendons and veins, and he always maintained a clear mind and maintained the balance of the nine stars, but now the stars are bright and dark, bright as the sun, and dark as a glimmer. He was sure there was more food up there.

The water curtain around Xuanyang completely disappeared, and his Dan Ling's perfect cultivation became more mellow and full. Zhong Xuanyang smiled, very happy and heartily smiled, he found the cultivation method of the Jiuyao Chapter, and the stars in all the tricks already had three bright as the sun, and the other stars were no longer dim. Where the flute has an extraordinary rhyme. After absorbing the energy of fire, wood, metal, and water, he didn't find anything with earth attributes, could it be that the first layer is an earth-attribute thing? What earth-attribute treasure can make the Divine Soul Wood grow and also replenish the Divine Consciousness and Divine Soul? Unreasonable, unreasonable.

Zhong Xuanyang firmly believes that the way out is above, there is no stop all the way, although the hunger is greatly reduced, it is better to find a way out as soon as possible, if it is someone else, it will not starve to death or die of loneliness, hundreds of years of loneliness, not hundreds of years of active retreat and cultivation. How old is now, Zhong Xuanyang doesn't know very well, but it definitely exceeds the range of "Niangniang Chitose".