In the blink of an eye, Mu Yi stayed in this dark and lonely place for a year, more precisely, he should have survived for a year, at this time Mu Yi no longer has any grace at all, his long hair has become gray and white like firewood and grass, and there are even more wrinkles on his face, the whole person looks much older, even if people who are familiar with him, I am afraid they will not believe that the person in front of him is the former Mu Yi.

Since he knew that he couldn't blindly be crazy, Mu Yi tried to restrain himself, but unfortunately, the madness that was close to the instinct of the body, and even the madness that could burn the soul, was not so easy to resist, even if his will was several times stronger than before at this time, but the madness was also rapidly improved, even exceeding his will.

A year ago, Mu Yi wanted to resist this madness through his mental strength and through the enchantment, and it turned out that he succeeded, but he also failed, because it was simply an almost impossible thing to accomplish, but at the same time, his enchantment became even more terrifying, and that terrifying will, without even having to make a move, directly swept everything.

The pinnacle of the Eight Heavens? Mu Yi is confident at this moment, and even if he can kill it, even if it is the Nine Heavens, it may not be impossible to fight.

It's just that at this time, his cultivation not only did not progress, but began to regress, because he couldn't absorb any aura here, and he counted on his own strength to be endless, maybe it was okay in a short time, but after a long time, he began to corrode his foundation little by little.

Therefore, originally Mu Yi's nine-turn golden body decision should have been the second turn of Dacheng, but now, it has retreated to Xiaocheng, and even as time goes by, it will continue to degenerate, maybe a year later, even the second turn will not be able to maintain.

However, it is a question whether or not it can last for another year, so the regression of cultivation is not important.

"Failed again?"

After going crazy again, Mu Yi gradually came to his senses, only at this time, he could maintain a state of sobriety and carefully consider the previous things, because once the madness was set off, he could only resist that madness wholeheartedly, and he couldn't stay awake at all, let alone think about too much time.

Every minute and every second is a kind of torment.

If you talk about will alone, Mu Yi is not bad, but if you want to resist that kind of madness, it is no longer just a matter of will, and even Mu Yi doubts, has anyone really walked out of here for so long? At least at the moment he saw no hope at all.

He tried many methods, but in the end he found that none of them could succeed, and he had not collapsed at the moment, which was already very remarkable.

Outside, the top of the sacred mountain.

"It's been a day, which is equivalent to him holding on to it for a year, but do you think he can succeed?" The Lord asked.

"He can only succeed." The middle-aged man who looked like Mu Yi said calmly, as if nothing could shake him.

"Why bother? Why bother? The Venerable shook his head, this was the second time he had said this.

"It's his fate, it's his responsibility, and from the moment he steps there, no one can help him anymore, so he can only rely on himself, and if he can't get out on his own, then he will be doomed." The middle-aged man said.

"Actually, I'm quite optimistic about him, but without this test, I believe he will be able to reach the realm of you and me sooner or later." The Lord said.

"So we can only be trapped in this void, so we can never take that step." The middle-aged man still said indifferently.

"Yes, no matter how hard I try, I can't take that step, and the road ahead is dead." The Holy Venerable sighed, his eyes looked into the distance, but he didn't know what he was thinking, in the eyes of ordinary people, the celestials were already the strongest, and they should be able to do whatever they wanted.

But in the eyes of the celestials, they knew that they had just taken the first step, and there was still a long way to go, maybe the Nine Heavens, maybe the half-saints, was their final destination.

But in the eyes of the demi-saints, how could they not be the pitiful people of this vast number of beings? At least there is still a way and hope before the half-saints, but they have long since lost their way.

This kind of roadless is not like the sword path cultivated by Sword Nine, even if there is no way, you can rely on your own strength and hard work to find a way, the no way in the mouth of the Holy Venerable is the real way out.

"As long as he can come out, he has one in ten thousand hopes." The middle-aged man turned his head abruptly, looked at the Holy Venerable and said.

"One in 10,000? At least there is hope, let's hope he can come out. The Holy Venerable also nodded and said.

"I believe in him, and even did not hesitate to reincarnate in the yang world for this reason, did not hesitate to take advantage of the general trend of the world, and did not hesitate to waste hundreds of years before finally waiting for his birth, he is the only hope of the yang world tribulation, and the only hope for us." The middle-aged man said.

"It's just that the truth is too cruel for him." The Venerable shook his head and said.

"Is it cruel? Compared to my entire human race, how cruel is it? As long as he can take that step, what if he kills me? The middle-aged man said indifferently.

"Okay, let's wait until he can come out, otherwise everything will be suspended." The Saint Venerable's eyes flashed, and it seemed to penetrate time and space to see another scene.

And at this moment, in that dark space, Mu Yi is still thinking of a way, although he has failed too many times, he still has not given up hope, because once there is no hope, he will have no chance at all.

It's just that he has used almost all the methods that should be thought about and used, whether it is the enchantment, or the mental strength, or the will, the original god, and finally failed, so what is left of him?

Mu Yi couldn't help but think back to the beginning, recalling the days when Lao Dao led him to the rivers and lakes, Lao Dao taught him nameless boxing, and then after he died, he still guided him step by step to the days of cultivation.

Nameless boxing?

Suddenly, a faint flash of inspiration flashed in Mu Yi's mind, and then the whole person sat up directly, and began to keep recalling that the nameless fist pharaoh Dao had been taught to him a long time ago, and it was also the boxing method he built the foundation of.

Facts have proved that he later took the first step of cultivation with the help of that set of nameless boxing methods, and even broke through to the second difficulty with the help of that set of nameless boxing methods, that is, he comprehended the artistic conception in the future, and he was also inseparable from that set of nameless boxing methods.

It can be said that throughout his practice, that set of nameless boxing techniques seems to have been showing its effect as if it were nothing, but because of the power, Mu Yi never cared too much about it, just regarded it as a set of somewhat magical boxing techniques, but that's all.

At this moment, he didn't know why he suddenly remembered this nameless boxing technique, but he still decided to give it a try.

(Chapter 1!) ）