Xuan Mu listened and sighed slightly.

Sang Luo turned around, grabbed Chu Yanshu's hand, and walked into the reincarnation realm with him.

The moment she came into contact with the reincarnation realm, the great force of cause and effect almost washed her whole person away.

She raised her eyes to look at the reincarnation realm in front of her, and said with difficulty,

"It seems that not only is it difficult to cultivate in the reincarnation realm, but this entry is also not easy."

If you don't break this intention, you won't be able to enter the realm of reincarnation.

Chu Yanshu clenched Sang Luo's hand, and the causal Dao intent diffused from all over his body, firmly enveloping the two of them in it.

He spoke softly,

"Follow me."

His Dao intent, in this reincarnation realm, occupies a slight advantage.

Sang Luo nodded, following Chu Yanshu's pace.

The two walked through the gate hand in hand and stepped into a white world.

The wind whistled by, carrying a thick breath of chaos.

As far as the eye can see, the sky and the earth are snow-white.

Not snow, but white rocks.

The moment he stepped on this place, Sang Luo felt that all the spiritual breath around him had disappeared.

She didn't feel any spiritual breath in her.

It seems that at this moment, she has become a complete ordinary person.

Sang Luo subconsciously turned his head to look at Chu Yanshu, but found that she was the only one left in this white vastness.

Two people, separated.

"What kind of enlightenment has you realized in this broken place?"

Sanglu looked around, it was all snow-white, and it was like daylight above the heavens, but there was no sun.

It is impossible to distinguish the time and direction.

She couldn't figure it out for a moment, so she sat down on the floor and began to run the spell, trying to capture the aura around her.

Since she has no spiritual power, she will open up her spiritual veins and cultivate spiritual power again.

As she settled, the surrounding temperature began to cool.

It's the kind of dry and cold, the sea breeze whistling by, scraping on the face like a knife, making the skin open and fleshy.

On the other side, Chu Yanshu fell into the polar night.

Like Sangluo, except that he is in boundless darkness.

A thousand years of loneliness have long made him fearless of darkness.

Feeling the cold wind whistling by his side, Chu Yanshu closed his eyes.

As long as there is light in the heart, it is the same everywhere.

He sensed the surge of spiritual breath around him, and he didn't know how long it took, a little bit of light gathered from the darkness, forming a soft light in front of him.

Chu Yanshu looked at the light cluster fixedly, and whispered softly,

"Sangluo, with you with me, I'm not afraid of anywhere."

He was not alone, and she was always with him.

The mood calmed down, and the howling cold wind on his side did not know how to stop at the right time.

In this polar night, the young man guarded the light and settled down, and the surrounding spiritual breath also began to surge.

But the aura here is too thin.

I don't know how many years have passed, it may be a month, or it may be a year, ten years, or even a hundred years.

His spiritual power is worthy of building a foundation.

Here, all their talents, it seems, have been taken away.

The same is true of Sangluo in the Land of the Polar Day.

When she built the foundation, she was already full of gorgeous hair and her face was full of wrinkles.

She didn't know how long she had been cultivating here, from the calm state of mind at the beginning, to the impatience that wanted to cross this heavenly realm later, and then to the despair that the magic trick could not do anything, and after the despair, it was calm.

She knew that this life might be coming to an end.

And she can't get out of here.

Eventually, on the Polar Day Plain, Sang Luo sat down and dissipated.

The first more ~

Daily ask for a wave of recommended tickets and monthly passes~

(End of chapter)