When the room opened, it was pitch black. And the huge suction inside grabbed Lang'er and the old professor directly from the ground, unable to distinguish between east and west, north and south, and Lang'er grabbed the old professor's ears to prevent himself from falling.

Lang'er felt a void of gravity, and all kinds of lights and shadows flickered on the walls of the dark room.

"Ready to land. The old professor shouted, grabbed Lang'er's body with his hand, and jumped down.

At the end of the wormhole was a piece of black soil, and there were two "plops", one heavy and one light, and the old professor and Lang'er fell directly to the ground.

Lang'er shook his head and looked around, and they came to a plane without a sky. Generally speaking, only the basic plane will have the sky, because the combination of the sky and the earth is the basis for the formation of the cycle of life. However, the plane of divine creation is a different cycle, a cycle of the power of divine thought and the power of faith of plane creatures. Because of the favor of the gods, the demonic beasts in the divine creation plane are generally very powerful.

"Luckily, the dragons in the sky are resting. The old professor looked at the sky and said, "Follow me carefully, the sky dragons often go around the entire plane, specifically attacking those who enter. ”

Lang'er nodded, looking at the old professor curiously.

"You ask where this is? This is the Domain Continent. "It's also a good place to practice." Many gods have come here to practice, and it is said that even the god king Tianzun has also come. ”

When Lang'er heard the old professor mention the four words God King Tianzun, his little face couldn't help but show a look of worship.

The old professor smiled slightly and said, "Okay, don't be in a daze. We still have important things to do. Let's go. ”

Lang'er nodded and climbed onto the old professor's shoulder.

"Now, let's go to the Abyssal Realm on the edge, where the cries of demons perennially come from the depths of the abyss for their grave sins. And we only need to stand near the abyss and listen to the cry of the demon to cultivate your spiritual power. Rest assured, they won't really come up and eat you. You've got to resist it at first, little one. The old professor taught, "The training effect here is much better than that of our original plane, if it goes well, after two or three years of cultivation, you will be able to speak fluently." ”

Lang'er nodded happily, thanking the old professor for his careful words.

The old professor smiled: "You don't have to thank me, as long as you don't hate me, I should thank you." The landing site I designated just now is at the junction of the Abyss Domain and the Plains Domain, in front, and it will be there immediately. ”

Lang'er nodded, drifted off the old professor's shoulder, and flew forward.

The voice in the abyss ahead could already reach its ears, and for it, it was not so much a sound as a terrifying spiritual storm. Before Lang'er came to the vicinity of the abyss, he felt the sea of spirit being shaken and rolled. had to stop, Lang'er glanced at the old professor behind him, and sat down directly, the roots under his body were intricately coiled together, just like human cultivation, and it also began to meditate seriously.

The old professor sat beside Lang'er, chanting incantations in his mouth. The eight-foot-long scepter was instantly held in the air, and the crystal ball in the center was swallowed, forming a transparent shield that surrounded the old professor and Lang'er. From the outside, it looks like they've disappeared.

At this time, Lang'er is trying to fight against the spirit storm. Nine colors of light loomed outside its body, desperately trying to help it unload, but what to do when its magic power was exhausted?

An hour later. Lang'er's body gradually began to shake violently, and it still supported itself to fight the spiritual storm with its own strength. Even the old professor became nervous, and was attacked by an excessive spiritual storm, which could cause injuries and coma at least, and may affect the sea of spirits at worst. Only within the acceptable range of Lang'er's spiritual power, repeatedly accepting the baptism of spiritual storm can effectively improve spiritual power. And the old professor's task at this time is to master this degree.

A mouthful of green blood spurted out, and Lang'er's body could no longer maintain balance, but he had not fainted yet. If the old professor could see what its spiritual sea looked like now, he would definitely be speechless in surprise, and its entire spiritual sea was suspended in the spiritual space at this time. This was done by Lang'er himself, and he felt that it was because the sea of spirits was suffering from the violent and irregular fluctuations of the spiritual storm. In the midst of suffering, it gradually discovers this pattern. So it thought of this way to increase the time it could bear, lift up the entire spiritual sea, and no longer let the chaotic spiritual sea collide with the edge of the spiritual space, which was equivalent to subtracting the self-harm of spiritual power.

However, even if he was just enduring the mental storm, Lang'er began to feel in a trance. Just when it was about to fall unconscious, a pair of large hands gently held it. The soft spiritual power came from that hand, which lifted Lang'er's spirits.

"It's a good time, right? It didn't stop you from breaking through. The old professor smiled slightly.

Lang'er nodded, regaining his mental strength with the help of the old professor. After the first mental storm, Lang'er obviously felt that his spiritual power had been dispersed a lot, but on the good side, his spiritual power became more condensed. It's just that the mental power doesn't seem to have increased, and Lang'er looked at the old professor suspiciously.

"Because it is still on the periphery of the spiritual storm, it has the effect of shaking the spiritual power. The benefit of constantly shaking the spiritual power is to remove impurities and increase the purity of the spiritual power. In our daily life, our spiritual space often unconsciously receives all kinds of messy information, and more or less leaves some in the sea of spirit, which is an obstacle that is difficult for us to overcome when we usually cultivate spiritual power, so generally speaking, the less impurity information the better for cultivating spiritual power. And the spiritual storm here not only expelled the foreign monsters, but also isolated all spiritual impurities, allowing cultivators to concentrate on cultivating. When your mental power reaches a certain concentration, the energy in the air will feed back to you and replenish your consumption. ”

Lang'er nodded earnestly, her little green eyes dripping.

"But in my experience, for the first time, you endured more than an hour and ten minutes. The first time I did, it was less than an hour. The old professor touched his beard and said, "You won't tell me you're so good." ”

Lang'er giggled and shook his head.

"Hanging the sea of spirits?" the old professor was startled and nodded, "It has indeed become a lazy method for beginners. But my spiritual sea is more than a hundred times the size of yours, and I can't hang it in the air. However, too, the pain of the expanded spiritual sea hitting the edge of the spiritual space will gradually weaken. ”

Lang'er nodded, closed his eyes and continued to cultivate.

After chatting for a while, it's quiet again. The old professor scratched his head helplessly, and suddenly saw a light blue object moving in the distance.

The old professor stuck his eight-foot scepter into the ground and chanted a spell, carefully tucking their breath into the transparent shield.