He lowered his head and looked at his body, he had no body, some were just souls, in silence, the mortal dust simply flew out, wandering in this world, looking at the earth, looking at the sky, looking at the grass and trees......

Time passed, and after a month, Fan Chen became anxious, he felt the change of time, and in his guess, the speed of time in this piece of heaven and earth seemed to be no different from the outside world.

"You have to find a way to get out, judging by the time, it's almost time for the Battle Sect Sect to compare" The mortal dust spirit consciousness roared away, looking for a place to leave.

But until another month passed, Fan Chen still had no clue, and his anxiety became more and more intense.

When the right hand is raised and waved, a wooden sword flies and bombards all directions.

But even if this world collapsed, he still didn't find a way to leave.

It seems that this is a trapped place, trapped here for eternity.

One month, two months, three months...... Mortal dust became more and more frenzied, constantly roaring around, constantly trying to find.

And the moment things changed, he found that his connection with the mortal ring was broken.

He tried to get in touch for a long time, but it still didn't help.

He yelled at the body, but the body was already gone.

In this heaven and earth, although there are still some ancient fierce beasts, but under the roar of mortal dust, none of them dare to appear.

Time, in the anxiety of mortal dust, passed mercilessly.

Three months, one year, two years......

Fan Chen watched the passage of time, the loneliness of being alone and the worry about his friends made his heart tingle, but he couldn't find a way out.

"Five years have passed...... "Fan Chen is bitter, he can only pin his hope on the speed of time here, his own judgment is wrong, and it is different from the outside world.

But when more than twenty years passed, Fan Chen felt the years in his soul.

His body trembled, and he faintly felt that his guess was not wrong, and the speed of time here was ...... with the outside world The same.

Fifty years have passed, Fan Chen has calmed down, but what is calm is only the appearance, and the bottom of his heart, for Mu Ying, for his brother, and for the spiritual world, makes his heart difficult to calm.

"How can it be like this...... "Fan Chen was bitter, in this hundred years, he tried all his means, but there was no possibility of leaving, until a hundred years came, Fan Chen finally calmed down.

In a hundred years, what should have happened has already happened, and he can't change it.

Many times, he began to be unconscious, and even his spiritual consciousness was scattered and did not regain it for a long, long time.

Until the third fifty years, the fourth, the fifth......

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's the hundredth and fifty years, or maybe it's a hundred and a hundred hundred years, and the mortal dust has long lost his main consciousness, and all he left behind is scattered thoughts.

He seemed to see the changes in this world, the death of fierce beasts, and the vicissitudes of life, until he saw the emergence of human life, and gradually, those human lives, hunting wild beasts, slowly learned the movements of wild beasts, and gradually developed, in a thought of mortal dust, the life of this world, learned to practice.

Time passed again, and after a long time, more and more monks in this world, and their cultivation became higher and higher, and a war began, in which countless deaths were ......

I don't know how long it has been, but the new life after the war, this piece of heaven and earth, has reappeared prosperity, prosperity after prosperity, war after war, until one day, the sky falls on fire.

This sea of fire burned the whole world, and after it became ashes, it was like pushing everything and starting again, and Fan Chen still had no main consciousness, and he was still watching all this with countless scattered thoughts.

After a long time, life appeared again, prosperity again, war again, and fire again, like a cycle.

At this time, Fan Chen no longer counts time, he begins to calculate such cycles.

Again and again, more and more, Fan Chen has seen too much life and death, too many joys and sorrows, he is like a passerby, an observer, and even he himself does not know what he is observing, until when such a cycle appears ten thousand times.

The heavenly fire that appeared ten thousand times, after destroying the heavens and the earth, did not dissipate, but continued to burn, gradually, the sky roared, began to shatter, the earth trembled, began to collapse, and the thoughts of mortal dust that had dispersed the world for an unknown period of time also began to shrink and condense at this moment.

His main consciousness, with the destruction of this world, began to awaken......

It seems that the cage that has trapped him for an unknown amount of time, at this moment, is about to collapse!

This roar lasted for too long, until the sky collapsed, until everything was shattered, and when everything was shattered, mortal dust shook, and he ...... I opened my eyes!

Still, it is still here, but the sky has disappeared, the earth has lost everything around it, and has become nothingness, except in front of him, the shadow of the dissipation of the body dignity, like a smile, looking at the mortal dust, as if asking: "You, do you really understand?"

In that world, he had saved 10,000 cycles of Heavenly Fire destruction, and each cycle was unknown for many years.

If his life is turned into 10,000 copies, then in his previous life, he is not even one part, for him, it seems to be ...... Here, it is illusory, and everything in that world is life.

You know what is true and what is false, but you can't tell the difference.

Fan Chen is still dazed, still unfocused, everything he has is still in that world, unable to return, even if he thinks that he understands the truth and falsehood, it seems that there is no help in the slightest.

If there is no accident, then mortal dust will sit here cross-legged for a long time, until his body withers, until his soul dissipates and his body and spirit are destroyed.

Because he is in the midst of falsehood, he cannot find the truth.

He was lost in the years and could not find this life.

Time passed, his body began to wither, his face slowly turned pale, and his life weakened more and more, but there was still not the slightest condensation in his eyes.

Another time flew by, and the lamp of his life went out.

But at the moment of extinguishment, in the stimulation of life and death, mortal dust's body. There was a sudden tremble. The moment the light in his eyes went out, there was a sudden struggle.

This struggle, still very weak, but it made the fire of life burn some immediately, and then the struggle became more and more intense, it seemed that there was a voice roaring in the body of the mortal, his body shook, his eyes were bloodshot, he wanted to wake up!!

This struggle lasted for a long, long time, and his whole body was no longer trembling all the time, but the fire of his life was gradually burning, his soul was gradually boiling, and the focus in his eyes was slowly condensing.