This middle-aged man in a subordinate robe, after leaving from the City Lord's Mansion, went straight to the city gate, and it was not until he walked out of Qianqiu City that he glanced back lightly and said in a low voice: "Scattered Cultivation Alliance, you don't need to go to me, I will send it to the door myself, it depends on whether you have the ability to recognize me!"

This middle-aged man suddenly rose into the air, and at the moment of his flight, his appearance began to change slowly, and the aura on his body gradually increased, when he could no longer see Qianqiu City, the middle-aged face had also become an indifferent young man, and the momentum on his body was already in the middle of Jindan.

"Mu Feng is still in Qianqiu City, and I am Qi City!" Mu Feng muttered and flew towards the north.

"Maybe only loneliness belongs to me!" Mu Feng went to Riot City alone, with less worries around him, and suddenly felt much more relaxed, although everything had to be faced by himself, but in this way, he was the safest.

After three days of flying, Mu Feng had never seen green mountains and forests, and what he saw was either endless barren land or bare dry mountains, and his wish to restore the Yuan Shen had not been realized.

Fortunately, in the past few days, Mu Feng has not encountered immortal thieves, and the road has been relatively calm, although he is a little helpless, he also has to accept this reality, he is now beginning to wonder, in such a desolate and troubled place, why are there so many monks gathered here, isn't it better to live in the other eight domains than here.

Even if there can't be a god-transforming monk in the Eight Domains, there are not many God-transforming monks in the troubled world, the main thing is the Yuanying Monk, why are they sending people under the fence here, and some have become immortal thieves, but even so, they would rather stay here than go to the Eight Domains, is it because of the Eight Great Sects.

Thinking about it, Mu Feng still couldn't understand what these people thought, but he didn't think that he hadn't come to the land of troubled times now, and he wasn't here to look up to people.

If a person has never seen a mountain, then he will not think of climbing at all, only to see higher, will think of climbing, and can stand higher, this is people, Mu Feng is no exception.

Flying alone, half a month has passed, although Mu Feng has seen the green mountains and woods, but looking at the sparse green, he did not stay at all, those plants and trees are a drop in the bucket for him, and they can't meet the needs of the Yuanshen.

Until Mu Feng saw a surging river, a yellow river with turbid water like sand, the river is wide and endless, as if it is going to the end of the sky, there is water and grass and trees, this is common sense, and this common sense does not exist here.

Mu Feng stopped in the sky above this long river like a yellow dragon, his divine consciousness dispersed, and after a while, he muttered in a low voice: "The barrenness of the earth, even the river water has become barren, water is the root of all things, the source of all things, and here, everything has lost its original meaning!"

Mu Feng's expression suddenly moved, glanced at the river under his feet, slowly fell down, and then sat cross-legged on the surface of the river.

In the sea of knowledge, Mu Feng looked at the golden Yuanshen Danzhu, which had become a little smaller than before, this was the result of his own division of the Yuanshen Danzhu, under the Yuanshen Danzhu, the golden object like tissue paper was still floating quietly, and there was no connection with the Yuanshen Danzhu.

Mu Feng has never known what this thing is or what it does since he got this golden tissue paper, he only knows one thing, this mysterious thing is sealed by Lao Huazi, but he doesn't know how to run into his sea of consciousness, but fortunately, it has not caused any harm to himself.

His Yuan Shen is already in the middle stage of refining the gods, but there has been no sign of a breakthrough, and now he has been cut out by Mu Feng, and he doesn't know what year or month it will take to break through, but he doesn't regret it, the loss of the Yuan Shen can still be recovered, and the two leeches that have the same thoughts as himself will become his two powerful helpers, but they are still a little weak.

When Mu Feng entered the meditation, the Yuan Shen Danzhu began to rotate rapidly, and all the divine consciousness was dispersed from the body, shrouding the range of hundreds of zhang around the body, carefully feeling the river below him.

Since water is the source of all things, it must also have spiritual power, but it is just Mu Feng's imagination, and he can't be sure, but he still has to give it a try.

The turbid river water is surging and churning under Mu Feng's body, and Mu Feng, who is cross-legged in the void on the river surface, is like sitting on the water, undulating with the water surface, but always stopping in the same position, and the waves splash on his body and slide down naturally, but he can't leave any traces on him.

Under the influence of his divine sense, Mu Feng only felt the rich aura of water here, and did not have the imaginary spiritual power, and he did not give up looking for what he wanted, and his divine consciousness changed from a large area of shrouded river surface to enveloping the starting point of the river.

If you want to find spiritual power in water, you must understand the essence of water, water is the root of all things, nourishes the earth, gives birth to plants and trees, and derives life, as small as a small grass, as big as a beast, as large as a human being, the good is like water, but where is the goodness?

The divine consciousness peeled off a water drop layer by layer, probed to the inner place of the water, and began to appear in the divine consciousness like a starlight blue light point, the light point is very small and faint, as if it can be extinguished and dissipated at any time, but Mu Feng can see it clearly, clear as eternity.

Every time the divine consciousness goes deeper, the blue point of light will increase by one point, until a blue starry sky appears in front of Luo Feng's eyes, the thousands of stars are very far away, there is no end to the distance, that is the distance that he can't touch in his life, but Mu Feng has a feeling that the tens of millions of stars are very close, as if they are close at hand, and they are within reach.

And I stood quietly in this endless void, there was no sky, no earth, no direction, and no time passed, I don't know if time has stood still, or I have forgotten.

Mu Feng floated quietly in the void, like a rootless duckweed, drifting aimlessly, he couldn't feel the passage of time, but he didn't feel any loneliness in his heart, as if he had no emotions, but he knew that this was not the case, because he had already felt a cool, a lively and beating emotion, this emotion was not from his heart, but the emotion of this void.

How can there be emotions in the void? Mu Feng couldn't help but ask himself in his heart, but he clearly felt this emotion, this cheerful emotion, like a group of laughing and frolicking children, like butterflies and bees flying among the flowers, like the lush greenery of the deep mountains and old forests, like the revival of all things when the earth is full of spring.

This is life! This is the emotion of life, Mu Feng suddenly felt that he was in this endless void, what he felt was the emotion of life, and only at the beginning of life would he have such a cheerful emotion.

At the moment when Mu Feng was suddenly, the thousands of stars in the starry sky, the original small glimmer, began to become bright, as if the sun was rising in the east, illuminating the entire void, with the brighter and brighter starlight, the void in front of Mu Feng gradually turned blue, and he was in this endless blue.

The blue void is like real water, and he is in this blue water, and he can clearly feel the softness of this water, so that Mu Feng has a hazy, quiet, and serene return to the mother's body, and there is no other thought.

Mu Feng's consciousness began to immerse himself in this haze, in this blue void, he was illusory in the void, and the illusory consciousness body was like a real person who closed his eyes and fell asleep, and the expression on his face was so real, it was tranquil, at this moment Mu Feng was like a baby, sleeping in his mother's arms.

Consciousness is asleep, but the blue around it is still gradually increasing, and it has begun to seep into Mu Feng's 'body', I don't know how long it has been, Mu Feng doesn't know how long he has been asleep, and the ethereal body has also turned blue, as if it has merged with this blue void, regardless of each other.

Just when Mu Feng's consciousness fell into a deep sleep and couldn't extricate himself, his body was still on the river, except for the extremely calm expression on his face, he couldn't see the slightest change, but the water surface under him changed.

Within a range of hundreds of zhang around Mufeng, the originally surging river has calmed down, but the strange thing is that after this range of hundreds of zhang, the river is still turbulent and rushing.

And the river water under Mu Feng's body, the river water that was originally turbid is no longer there, and it becomes clear water without impurities in silence, reflecting Mu Feng's body in it, which is extremely clear, and with the passage of time, the area of this piece of clear water is gradually increasing.

Sunrise and sunset, alternating day and night, day by day, the wind rolled up dust and sand, whistling from the river, but did not leave a grain of dust and sand on Luo Feng's body, the heavy rain poured, landing on this dry land, but did not wet Luo Feng's clothes, and Mu Feng did not have any fluctuations in vitality, just like a mortal sitting quietly on the river.

Everything is so ordinary when viewed separately, but when these ordinary scenes are taken together, they seem so weird, and this weird scene continues.

The land of troubled times is not like the southwest region where Mu Feng lives, there are high mountains and no old forests here, and if you want to cultivate outside the city, you can only open a cave in the mountains, but because of the barrenness of this land, few people do this, let alone cultivate under Lang Lang Qiankun, without any shelter, if there is, it is stupid.

The current Mu Feng was stupid in the eyes of the ten people in the air, and it was stupid that surprised them.

A person starts cultivating in broad daylight without any protective measures, and looking at Mu Feng's appearance, it is clear that even his consciousness is in silence, in this case, even if he is attacked and killed by someone, he doesn't know how he died.

This article is from the novel of Kanshu.com