Chapter 112: Eternal Darkness in the Night
Wang Xuan really felt that this answer was extremely wonderful, and even had an idea in his heart, that is, the wisdom of the little leopard was enough to match him, although it was a little short, but to find such a powerful little beast made him happy in his heart and moved to tears. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
So Wang Xuan didn't feel frustrated at all, and fought with the little leopard again for countless rounds.
The direct battle was so wild that the sand flew, and the sky and the earth were discolored.
Time seemed to stop at this moment, the sun was always shining, and the yellow sand was still flying.
Everything in the world never seems to change, they are moving, but they are more like they are still there, because no matter how the yellow sand spreads in the sky and how the sand dunes spread, this world will return to its original point after a while.
Although heaven and earth are tireless, and the sun shines endlessly, people are human beings after all, and they are mortal bones who refine their bodies, so they will naturally have the habit of sleeping.
In the past, Wang Xuan's cultivation gradually improved, although he was full of energy, but after all, he had to squint for an hour every day.
In this kind of night, when the soul is almost silent, he seems to walk on the deep secluded lake, banishing his soul, freeing his mind, and truly at ease.
But now he found that he didn't feel the slightest bit sleepy.
If a person does not have to sleep, then he will have more time than others, and the length of his life will even expand because of this.
For now, however, he just wanted to stop and get some rest.
Even if he's not tired and doesn't need sleep.
Once this idea is born, it will be like the stars before the heavy rain, causing the lake to resonate, ripple and then pour, and the whole world of Wang Xuan seems to be covered with a transparent curtain.
"Are you tired?" asked Wang Xuan.
The baby leopard had been lying on his shoulder for a long time, several days since their last conversation.
The time was estimated by Wang Xuan's own heart, and after his precise calculations, it had been about half a year since they entered this secret realm.
Half a year is not a long time, nor is it short.
And the feeling of breakthrough in him is becoming more and more obvious.
But he stopped, even though he knew that maybe he would be able to break through if he went any further.
He turned his head and looked at the little leopard covered by his white shirt, and at this time he felt terrified, and his heart was instantly filled with a thought.
He stretched out his hand and wanted to grab the little leopard, but at this moment, it actually slid off Wang Xuan's shoulder, causing Wang Xuan's heart to shrink suddenly, and even the idea of sleeping disappeared in an instant.
It rolled to the ground like that, as if it were dead, and there was no longer any breath.
Wang Xuan's hands trembled, and his dark fingers from the sun touched the fine fluff of the little leopard, which made him feel a little better.
It also breathes.
Wang Xuan gently put it in his arms, avoiding the yellow sand from covering its body.
He looked at the sky, his heart filled with loneliness and despair.
If so, then Dabi has long passed, and how are his friends doing?
He didn't dare to think about it, but he couldn't think about it.
During the conversation with the little leopard, he could forget the time and forget the external objects, but when he really calmed down, he found that he could no longer take a step.
The body felt infinite tiredness, and the eyes seemed to have an illusion.
The sun was setting little by little, and the sunlight became thin, and the light around it seemed to be obscured by fog, dim and dead, and the wind stopped instantly, and an extremely eerie aura seeped out from the ground, smearing the whole world with a thick layer of black.
A crescent moon appeared on the horizon!
"This ..... Is it night?!"
Wang Xuan came back to his senses in shock, and at this time, a surging aura exploded from his body, shaking the air around him violently, and every cell in his body seemed to be cheering.
He, broke through.
In this endless, almost ascetic-like cultivation, he actually broke through from the seventh level of body refining to the eighth level of body refining!
And he seems to be beginning to understand the rules of this world.
This place is simply a paradise for cultivators, and it is also a grave for cultivators.
The yellow sand next to it disappeared little by little, revealing countless dry bones, which looked even more like hell under the moonlight, terrifying and terrifying.
But Wang Xuan didn't care about this, although he was afraid of death, he was not afraid of the dead, in his past and present lives, he had already seen something more terrifying than this.
The carrion maggots eat the flesh, the vultures bite, and the soul seems to perish with the body.
The praying mantis chews, blood spills, and despair and the night play a trembling symphony.
He looked at the crescent moon and felt surprisingly calm, for he felt that since it was a day like this, it was probably only night outside!
Thinking of this, his last trace of concern also disappeared, and his soul seemed to be sublimated in enlightenment.
At this moment, a slightly vicissitudes of voice sounded in this world.
"If you want to be a heavenly immortal, you have been practicing penance for hundreds of years. ”
"Really cut my way and cut off the shackles of the world. ”
"The thunder of the nine heavens slashed my body, and the spirit was immortal. ”
"Looking back on a lifetime of love and resentment, only ..... Envy mandarin ducks is not envious..... Immortal. ”
After Wang Xuan heard this, he felt an extremely sad feeling in his heart, as if he saw an old man with gray hair standing in a group of rotten dry bones, crying bitterly on his back.
That kind of sadness seems to come from a dusty place in the heart, and once it is touched, it is a stormy wave, and it is uncontrollable.
"Little one, are you willing to get stronger?"
A voice slammed his body from his ear into the depths of his soul, and the answer that was sure was crumbling because of a few lines of unwritten poetry.
If I cut off my love and desire, then even if I am alone and defeated in this life, what fun is there?
But he soon came to his senses, because the long and lonely cultivation had made his heart extremely firm and molded him into a more resolute and resolute one.
He wants to be strong, but it doesn't mean that he can sacrifice everything to be strong!
He didn't want to become an immortal, even if he became an immortal, he wanted to be an immortal who could change the way of the world!
Fighting is only for peace, and the dry mound is only for stability.
With a long sword in hand, he slashed all the traitorous and ruthless people!
"I do!" Wang Xuan's eyes were firm, and his voice resounded through the sky.
"Are you willing, even if there are thousands of obstacles ahead, even if there is a river of blood under your feet, even if your relatives are gradually dying, even if you ......"
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Xuan interrupted him.
"I'm afraid of thousands of obstacles, I'm afraid of rivers of blood, and I'm most afraid of my relatives dying!"
He interrupted the vicissitudes of life, and he couldn't even imagine how strong the invisible man really was.
But he almost roared, he longed for good people not to be deceived, he begged this beautiful reality not to turn into the ugliest lie!
Between heaven and earth, there is only a sound that silences the ancient capital!
"If I am strong enough, I don't want the light to stay forever, but I only hope for the eternal light in the dark night!"