In a space similar to a study, a phantom suddenly appeared, bones and flesh grew rapidly, and illusory clothes became entities.

This is a man in his twenties, with a copper-colored complexion, deep eyes, a high nose, and sexy lips. He is more than 1.7 meters tall, and his figure does not have a single muscle, but he is very strong and strong, wearing a plain Taoist robe with a collar on the right side, and he also has the feeling of being a Taoist master.

This space resembles a study because there are no doors or windows, and the space is the size of a normal bedroom, with white glossy surfaces on all sides, the top and the floor.

There is a single bed, a set of tables and chairs, a bookshelf, and it is all white as well.

There was a book on the desk, and on it was written in black and white with three large characters, which occupied the entire cover of the book.

"Journey to the West"

The man walked to the desk and picked up the book to open it, but the book was like a whole model, and he couldn't open it with all his strength.

The man sighed, pulled out his chair and sat down, stunned to think about his experience during this time.

It turned out that the man's name was Shen Ming, 26 years old, and he was an ordinary wage earner.

I just remember that I slept late that day, and when I woke up again, I was here, and I don't know if it was because I died suddenly because of staying up late reading e-novels.

The soul was pulled into this bookshelf space, and the space reshaped his body for him and stuffed some memories into his brain, explaining the role and limitations of space.

There are twelve novels on the shelves, each of which is a world that can be reversed.

However, there are some limitations, and it takes ten years to enter the world before you can return to space as you wish, and you can re-enter it. If it were because of the return of death, the world would be closed for two hundred years.

Death returns to space to reshape the body and preserve the abilities it has acquired. In addition to reshaping his body, space can also protect his soul from extinction.

But this bookshelf space is like a cage, allowing people to go back and forth in it. And if you want to transcend the space, you need to have the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal cultivation realm, and then you can truly have and master the space.

But cultivating immortals is difficult, difficult, difficult, difficult.

After coming to the space, he has entered two worlds, namely the Romance of the Gods and Journey to the West.

I only stayed in the world of gods for less than a month, and I was arrested because of my strange clothes and strange behavior, and I didn't know the age and location, and I did thirteen days of hard labor day and night: I was tired to death.

Journey to the West became cautious, silently observing people's living habits and behavior patterns, and slowly integrating into it.

After that, he began to ask for immortals, and after three years of hard work and persistence, he finally entered a small sect.

Most of the mainstream immortal cultivation sects in the Journey to the West World are under the main sect of the Sanqing Dao, and the small sect that he affirms to worship belongs to the main line of the Shangqing Tongtian Dao, and specializes in the magic array.

Because he was suppressed by the rest of the sects after being canonized, there are only three masters and apprentices in the door now, and the master with the highest cultivation is only in the early stage of practicing gods, which is equivalent to the infant stage.

The following four realms of human immortals are subdivided, practicing the refinement of qi (qi training period), practicing qi and transforming gods (building foundations, Jindan), practicing gods and returning to the void (Yuan Ying, distraction), practicing the void and the Tao (crossing the tribulation, human immortals, human immortals can also be called Mahayana), heavenly immortals, Xuan immortals, true immortals, golden immortals, Taiyi, Daluo, and mixed yuan.

There is also a senior brother, who only cultivates in the late stage of refining and transforming qi. And Shen Ming has been cultivating for five years, but he has only just entered the early stage of refining and refining qi.

Cultivating immortals is to change one's life against the sky, to go through three disasters and five tribulations, and if you can get by, you will become an immortal and become an ancestor, and if you can't pass, your soul will die.

You must be able to withstand loneliness and let go of mundane things. In the end, the deadline is approaching, and at this time I regret that I couldn't have fun in this life......

The three masters and apprentices had no quarrel with the world and hid in the mountains to practice. But three days ago, a round-faced monk came to the door, seeing that the three of them were about to be killed, the senior brother was beaten to death by a Zen staff, and the master stepped forward to drag the monk to let Shen Ming escape, so Shen Xin drove the newly learned wind control technique to escape deeper into the mountain.

He fled for three days and three nights in a panic, and was captured by a gust of black wind when he passed by a mountain.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a group of strangely shaped monsters drooling at him, and his body was also immobilized by spells. I watched my heart and lungs being taken out, and my limbs being chopped into pieces by kitchen knives.

In his heart, he secretly decided to chop up this group of monsters and kill the monk when his cultivation was high.

With his hand caressing the three words on the book, he thought of the wild grass and wild fruits he ate every day when he first entered, the worn shoes and feet when he was looking for immortals, the ecstasy when he worshiped the mountain gate, and the high spirits when he cultivated his mana.

Thinking of the master's preaching and teaching to solve doubts, the senior brother accompanied and patiently taught the spell and explained the feelings of basic cognition.

"Hey!"

With a light sigh, he got up and put the book in his hand back on the shelf, hesitated for a moment and pulled out one of the twelve books.

Sit back at your desk with the book flat on the table. I saw that on the cover of the book, there were nine big characters written "Horse Stepping...... Collect the beauty".

The hand lightly turned the page, and I silently read in my heart:

"Enter."

The body began to become illusory and transparent, slowly disappearing.