In addition to not being able to fly, this endless staircase seems to be very ordinary, but after a whole year of non-stop walking, Mu Feng finally discovered that the biggest crisis in this is loneliness, endless loneliness.

This kind of loneliness makes people irritable, numb, and lost, and Mu Feng, who has been walking for a year, has to stop, get rid of the irritability and numbness in his heart, and find himself who is gradually lost.

"It's only been a year, but it seems like tens of millions of years, if there is a choice, no one will choose to go on so lonely, but I don't have a choice, so I still have to go, go on alone!" Mu Feng took a deep breath, stepped forward again, and continued his lonely journey.

Compared with Mu Feng, Tang Hai below him is much better, although there is no look on his face, but his eyes are always as firm as before, he does not feel lonely, nor is he not numb, not to mention that his state of mind is stronger than Mu Feng, but he has something that Mu Feng does not have now, that is, he is competitive and competitive.

Mu Feng only wants to get out of here now, but there is no goal in front of him, it is inevitable that he will feel a little dazed, although he controls it very well, but in this endless loneliness, this kind of confusion will always spread silently, which is also the reason why Mu Feng had to stop and meditate for three days.

And Tang Hai is different, he also wants to leave here, but he wants to prove that he is stronger than Mu Feng, Mu Feng is his goal, and this goal is in front of him, reminding him all the time, which makes him always maintain a trace of clarity in the endless loneliness.

In the third echelon behind Tang Hai, Yue Hanke, Yin Longfeng and his party of four people did not have the same firm belief as Tang Hai, but in addition to the numb look on their faces, there was always a trace of clarity in their eyes, and after they walked for a while, they would always stop and meditate for a while, and when the numbness on their faces dissipated some, they would return to the road.

They are all the best monks of the same level, although they are a little inferior to the two before them, but it does not mean that they are useless, they soon discovered the effect of loneliness here on their state of mind, but they could not stop it, so they could only stop and go to alleviate the change in mood.

As for Hongmei and Zilan, they are no different from the Yue Hanke in front of them, and they also rely on meditation to get rid of the numbness of their hearts, but Qingzhu is much better, in her eyes there is only the black spot that can't see clearly, it can be said that she is the same as Tang Hai, she only has Mu Feng in her eyes, but her intentions are different.

Now the people walking on the stairs have long lost their original rampant journey, and every time they walk for a while, they will stop and meditate for a while, no one is an exception, such a boring and numb day, once and for another five years.

For five years, there is only day, no night, there are people but no life, only endless loneliness, silent sky, silent people, and silent hearts.

"This is ......" The silence of five years was finally broken by a startled 'huh', only to see that Qingzhu looked back at the two people who were gradually approaching behind him, and the numbness in his eyes slowly splashed a trace of waves.

Qingzhu's voice was not as crisp as before, and it seemed so vicissitudes and hoarseness, but it was this soft voice that woke up the second daughter in front of her, and looked back like Qingzhu.

After a short silence, the second daughter finally saw the two people coming from behind, but then, the two girls showed deep shock in their eyes, and they were very familiar with the two people in the back, one was a person in the alliance, and the other was a loose cultivator, and the reason for their shock was the two pairs of empty eyes, empty eyes like dead people.

The two of them are one in front of the other, and there is only a few steps in the middle, their speed is very symmetrical, but it gives people a very stiff feeling, like zombies coming back from the dead, a dead and silent aura spreads, and the green bamboo that is dozens of feet away from them can be clearly felt.

Just when Qingzhu was still suspicious, the two had already come to her, Qingzhu couldn't help but open her body sideways, making way for them, they didn't have any stop, they passed by Qingzhu, a cold breath, so that Qingzhu couldn't help but shiver, it was this cold trembling, but the numbness on Qingzhu's face disappeared without a trace.

Hongmei and Zilan were also like Qingzhu, staggering a path for the two of them to pass, at this time, the four of Yue Hanke above had also discovered the situation behind them, they were the same as the three of Qingzhu, they were also shocked, but soon they understood what was going on.

"Their souls have dissipated, and only a shell remains!" Yin Longfeng's words made the few people who heard it tremble, and the things they had always wanted to get rid of were now really presented in front of their eyes.

This is a wake-up call, if they can't resist the silence here, the loneliness here, then the result will be like the two in front of them, a soulless shell, they would rather die than lose their souls.

Until the two of them passed over a few of them, the shock in the eyes of several people still lingered for a long time, it was only a short four years, four years for them, the Yuanying Monks, it was simply a blink of an eye, but now, it can wear out a person's soul alive, if they didn't see it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it anyway.

The shock in Qingzhu's eyes was the first to subside, and the determination in her eyes flashed slightly, and then she sat cross-legged in place, she had to completely abandon the numbness in her heart, otherwise, she didn't dare to guarantee that she would not become the same as those two in the future.

When Yue Hanke and the others saw Qingzhu like this, they immediately understood her thoughts, so they also chose to stop and began to meditate on the spot, and now they are no longer aiming to leave here, but to live.

Mu Feng, who walked in the front, was also expressionless on his face, and his eyes were no longer the previous Qingming, but they were not empty, but lonely, as if he had seen the vicissitudes of life, seen the rapid change, seen the annihilation of all beings, and left his own loneliness in vain.

The lonely breath on his body, Mu Feng didn't realize it at all, in his opinion, this loneliness was numbness, and he didn't want this numbness to occupy his mind, so in his consciousness, he was very resistant to this breath.

But he didn't know that numbness and loneliness were two completely different concepts, numbness was the rejection of all emotions, even the soul, and loneliness not only retained all emotions, but even infinitely magnified these emotions, but was hidden deep in the depths of the soul.

Moreover, Mu Feng forgot one thing, one crucial thing, that is, he had felt the lonely sword intent, the kind of sword intent full of endless loneliness and arrogance, lonely, arrogant, lonely, lonely, a kind of sword intent that includes all the loneliness in people's hearts, which is also a mood, that is, the most primitive loneliness.

The Lonely Sword Intent has always been hidden in Mu Feng's Yuan Shen, just because his realm is too low, he has no qualifications to use it at all, and he can only use it slightly in the Sea of Knowledge, and now, in this endless and lonely place, in the case of Mu Feng not being aware, the Yuan Shen Danzhu in the Sea of Knowledge has undergone a sharp change.

In the sky above the aqua blue Yuanshen Danzhu, an illusory small sword only half a foot long inexplicably appeared, although the sword body was small, but it exuded a strong aura of loneliness, this lonely aura, like a substance, permeated around it, and was gradually growing.

As time passed, the sword body, which was originally only half a foot long, was like a tender shoot, growing rapidly, one foot, two feet, one meter, and one zhang, and the lonely aura it exuded became stronger and stronger, and the pervasive range became larger and larger.

Under the influence of this lonely breath, those wandering spiritual powers also began to be contaminated with some lonely breath and absorbed by the sword body, so there was a strange cycle in Mu Feng's sea of knowledge, the more the sword body grew, the heavier the lonely breath, and the more the spiritual power was infected, the more it was absorbed by the sword body, and the faster the sword body grew.

And it was such an obvious change, but Mu Feng's consciousness was not aware at all, all his current consciousness was trying his best to resist the invasion of numbness, and he had already paid flawless attention to the changes in the sea of consciousness.

But he also began to exude an aura of loneliness, just like the scene in his sea of consciousness, which gradually strengthened with the change of time.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Feng was still moving forward step by step, and the lonely aura emanating from her body had already permeated the range of a hundred zhang, and in her Zhihai, the sword on the Yuanshen Danzhu had already reached a hundred zhang, and the lonely aura almost enveloped the entire Zhihai.

Moreover, this trend has not shown the slightest sign of stopping, but at this moment, the mysterious object that has been staying under the Yuanshen Danzhu and is unusually quiet suddenly burst out with a dazzling golden light, enveloping the entire Yuanshen Danzhu and the Baizhang giant sword.

Under the shroud of this golden light, the aqua blue Yuanshen Danzhu began to rotate rapidly, and a whirlpool visible to the naked eye immediately appeared under the sword body, but the Yuanshen Danzhu was so small compared to the hundred-zhang giant sword, but it was this small Danzhu that formed a vortex that grew rapidly until the entire sword body was enveloped.

Perhaps it was the sword body that felt its own danger, and the breath of loneliness soared rapidly, and the sword body trembled sharply, but no matter how it trembled, it could never get rid of the shackles of this whirlpool, let alone break through the shroud of golden light.

At this time, the Yuanshen Danzhu, like a newborn gluttonous beast, although small, but can not hide his nature that can devour everything, under the rapid rotation of the Yuanshen Danzhu, the Baizhang sword body actually began to slowly shrink, and the trembling of the sword body became more and more powerful, but its resistance was so powerless.

The sword body of Baizhang is getting smaller and smaller, fifty zhang, ten zhang, one zhang, one meter, one foot, even if the sword body has become the initial appearance, but the Yuan Shen Danzhu still has no sign of stopping, the sword body is still shrinking sharply, until it becomes the size of the index finger, this change is not over, but the matter is not over.

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