Xia Guang didn't understand, and after thinking about it for a day, he vaguely came up with a few guesses.

One of them was that something even more terrible suddenly appeared behind him, something like this that frightened the monster.

Second, he inadvertently triggered something that caused the monster to start backing away.

Either you're afraid of yourself or something.

There is no third option.

The first option is naturally not considered first.,Because there's nothing to think about.,Horizontal and vertical are all killed in seconds.,What's the difference between a monster that can kill itself in seconds and a monster that is more powerful but can still kill itself in seconds?

The second option is worth pondering.

At first, the monster was very domineering, attracted by the sound, and frantically pursued its tracks, attacking itself frequently.

So what did you do?

What did you do differently than before?

Even though it was past midnight, the boy had no intention of sleeping, leaning against the cold wall and looking up at the faint blue glow that pierced out the window.

In my mind, I began to review it slowly.

Over and over again...

And finally, the answer emerged.

"Shen Yin..."

At first, I just felt that it was pointless to use Shenyin in a world where time stopped and everything would be restored, so I didn't use it.

But in the end, when I bypassed the monster, I subconsciously used it.

Because when people are faced with the unknown and escape from fear, they will always instinctively hold their breath and light all their movements, so he uses a hidden spirit that will bring a "bass effect".

But the bass effect, there will still be sound.

This monster is attracted to sound...

So no matter how you think about it, you can't be scared away by the bass.

"What the hell is it?"

Xia Guang began to explore one element at a time, but none of them could be explained.

During this period, he also thought about the second effect of Shen Yin, which was to hide his strength.

It's just that the monster can't be scared by its own hidden strength and weakening, right?

The boy pondered for a moment, and felt that this matter was beyond the scope of reason, so he found the meditation attic of the moving pavilion and meditated cross-legged.

The three internal forces in his body are extremely full, and he can recover his energy in a matter of moments.

But thinking that the night was long and he was a child, Xia Guang still chose to sleep.

As for other options, such as exploring the palace at night to find her missing sister...

It's not that he doesn't want to do it, he just thinks it's too urgent to do it now.

At least wait for yourself to find a skill that can shrink your bones, and then pair it with peerless light skills, and then try the depth and shallowness of this palace, and the location of your only relative.

If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, and he can afford to wait.

Next.

Fine.

Because he chose "Eight Desolations Supreme Gong", Xia Guang only felt that even if he didn't cultivate, his internal strength was growing every day, and he was full of profits and losses, maybe this was the reason why he needed to rejuvenate every thirty years.

So for yourself, rejuvenation is to fall directly to the age of five, and then recover an additional year of power every day until 100% strength.

In this way, a certain barrier will be broken and the internal force will continue to be strengthened, and life will be prolonged.

The interval between the use of Shenwu is thirty days.

And in the past thirty days, Xia Guang could not leave the Zongdong Pavilion, unless he wanted to give up this opportunity.

Every day, except for Peiyu, who will bring food to herself, no one else comes here.

This little girl with a melon seed face was still estranged at first, but after only a few months, she really felt like she was a younger brother.

She has undergone the etiquette training of "assisting the little master to take the position", and it is really overkill to be sent to take care of a child.

But the dangerous work of "the little master on the throne" can really be described as a success.

So, she sighed and rejoiced.

What's more, if her whole family hadn't been intercepted and killed by the Yu family in the Western Capital, her younger brother would probably be so old.

Zongdong Pavilion is a forbidden place of the Imperial Palace, and it is not allowed to enter unless it is allowed, and it is not allowed to enter again when it goes out, and it is regarded as a desecration of the royal gift.

The Son of Heaven blesses, how can he live up to it?

Zongdong is a place that the hearts of martial artists all over the world yearn for, if you are not a martial idiot, if you are not a person with great merit, how can you enter?

Isn't it a joke to get in and out?

The three "how can we" explain everything.

But these thirty days were really boring, Xia Guang used the excuse of needing fishing to understand, and asked the palace for a set of fishing gear through Peiyu.

Then the little boy put on a hat to cover the sun and crossed his knees on the island in the middle of the lake.

The shadow of Zongdong Gaoge fell, burying him in it, making his entire body deep and quiet.

It's like a wisp of fishing line falling into the sky.

Xia Guang squinted, he was obviously the age of a lively bear child, but he was fishing.

Fishing, but not asking the fish to take the bait.

But when the bait on the hook was eaten, he put on a new fat bait and threw the line into the water again.

There are clouds in the sky.

Water can reflect.

Well, the clouds are also in the water.

People think he's fishing, but they don't know that what he wants to fish is the clouds in the sky.

In these thirty days, Xia Guang was ready to study the world after he stopped.

That world is too weird, too dangerous.

Plan ahead, otherwise you won't be able to see what happens, and you'll miss the best time to prepare.

Midnight fell again.

The strange spread silently, and the silence fell.

Eerie dust, fluttering from the rooftops, like an ancient light snow in the night.

Xia Guang did a simple experiment.

He didn't stay in the Zongdong Pavilion, but when midnight was approaching, the whole person jumped out of the window on the second floor, and then used his internal force to secretly hang a little finger on the edge of the window.

At this point, he quietly cast his gaze into the attic.

There was nothing in the house!

It seems that the terrifying monster is not in place.

And the world of time, which had been extremely destroyed last night, has been restored to the same appearance as reality, as if all the previous destruction, all the destruction, was false.

So is that monster still inside the third layer?

After all, as a hunter, after discovering that your prey has disappeared in place, you should track it nearby.

If you want to test, you need to sit down and prepare before the test.

Therefore, Xia Guang began to count silently in his heart from the first second of the time stop.

He didn't do anything, he just counted silently.

Two hundred and seventy-one...

Two hundred and seventy-two...

...

Two hundred and seventy-three...

The time stop ended abruptly, and everything was back to normal.

"Twenty-seven seconds slower. Xia Guang frowned, this world doesn't seem to have an instrument to measure time, and even if there is... Perhaps when time stops, the estimation may not be the correct measurement of time.

"You have to do everything on your own. ”

After the first day of the experiment, go to bed.

The next day, continue fishing, while mentally repeating the count in an adaptive, rhythmic, deliberately spaced meditation.

If you want to explore that terrifying world of time, you must master the time.

Because "World Recovery" is his only hole card.

It's not a game.

No one can start all over again.

He has only one life!