Jiang Xiaobai really didn't brag, he really saw some clues, all of this seemed to be nowhere to be found, but in fact, it seemed to be related to his state of mind.

The more chaotic and frightened the mind, the more unpredictable the scenery becomes.

Jiang Xiaobai found a place in the mountains, sat cross-legged on the boulder, and then placed the Xuantie heavy sword on his knees, and closed his eyes slightly.

At the same time, he unfolded the artistic conception of mountains and rivers and visualized them.

The next moment, the surrounding scenery slowly stopped, and gradually returned to immobility.

Jiang Xiaobai's imaginary conception of mountains and rivers, at this moment, the various utensils in the artistic conception of mountains and rivers are actually filled with glow, nourished by a mysterious power.

It's just that a very strange feeling pervades Jiang Xiaobai's heart, the world in which these artifacts evolve, each performing its own duties, but always feels that something is missing.

What is it?

He was also a little confused for a while.

looked at the three-life stone, but saw that there was a colorful light in the sky above the world where the three-life stone evolved, connecting the broken bowl.

The broken bowl is connected to the incense burner, and the incense burner is connected to the book of life and death.

The black banner was guarded in the mountains, and at the foot of the mountain, there was a golden scripture that evolved into a temple.

Jiang Xiaobai suddenly set his eyes on the hall that had evolved from the Book of Life and Death, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, and he knew what was missing.

Missing the seal of the king of Hades.

And the most important thing.

The next moment, Jiang Xiaobai put the seal of the king of Hades into the mountains and rivers, but in an instant, he saw the glow of the sky, covering the entire artistic conception of the mountains and rivers.

Moreover, Jiang Xiaobai clearly felt a pain in his body being squeezed, and he felt that his soul was trembling.

Don't dare to open your eyes.

He was afraid that the light would blind him.

neither

I know how long it took, and the world in the mountains and rivers of this artistic conception began to undergo some strange changes.

He seems to be watching the rise and fall of the world.

It seems to be watching the world change.

It's like you're experiencing a change in the world.

Mysterious and mysterious.

Suddenly, the light disappeared in an instant, and Jiang Xiaobai seemed to have fallen into boundless darkness at this moment.

He wanted to open his eyes.

But I felt that my body was crushed by a mountain, and I couldn't even do the most basic contraction.

All around, there was a dead silence.

He felt as if he was sleeping in an endless vacuum.

It's as if it's really fallen into eternal silence.

Time passed minute by minute, but Jiang Xiaobai felt as if time had never ended, and he seemed to have been forgotten by the whole world.

He began to be quiet at the bottom of his heart, slowly becoming hesitant, panicking, and then struggling violently.

However, it was all in vain.

No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free from the shackles of endless darkness.

Boring, boring.

Wait, wait, time is passing, but I can't move at all.

"Why is it always me who is being, I am speechless."

Jiang Xiaobai's heart collapsed.

Very bored.

He felt everything around him with his heart, but in addition to silence around him, it was still silence, and he began to try to sleep, but he found that he couldn't sleep at all.

"Is this to lock Lao Tzu in a small black room?" Jiang Xiaobai was anxious, but it didn't help.

"It's okay, it's boring to practice!"

He tried to run the "Silence Sutra", carefully studied the extreme physical body chapter and the magic chapter, and he was surprised that the content was the same, but every time he reviewed it, it seemed to have a new understanding.

"Well,

Since you don't die, God must have another arrangement! ”

When Jiang Xiaobai thought like this, he began to cultivate.

He had time at the moment, and he was not in a hurry, carefully studying the "Silence Sutra", and recalled the content of the Sword Sutra of his senior brother.

Endless deep space.

A figure lying in the darkness slowly and gradually became covered in some white particles, and finally turned into a huge cocoon.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't know.

He didn't know how long he had been in this endless darkness, from the initial hesitation, helplessness, and confusion. Fear, struggle, and the Tao finally rotten.

I can't sleep, I can't wake up.

The only thing to pass the time was cultivation, and he didn't know how much spiritual power he had refined and how much mana he had practiced.

That exercise has been spit out by himself, and it seems to have become instinct, and the small magic in the spell chapter has been practiced in his heart for a long time, but his body can't move at the moment, and he can't confirm it.

Finally, he felt a little sleepy.

He was overjoyed in his heart, and he tried to empty himself and keep himself in a state of thoughtlessness.

In the darkness, his consciousness finally fell asleep.

A huge cocoon, floating in this darkness, has no direction, drifting with the waves, I don't know how many years it has been floating, this cocoon suddenly cracked, and then, Jiang Xiaobai fell extremely quickly without consciousness.

There is a beam of light.

It was like a guide, pulling the body into the light.

……

It's the time of smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River again.

A mountain, like a giant dragon crawling in the world, this is the nearby famous Wolong Mountain.

Wolong Mountain seems to have been a sudden heavy rain ten years ago, which washed away all the nearby mountains and caused a very serious landslide.

I don't know why, it condensed into this Wolong Mountain.

A mountain walker, about a dozen people, all dressed in strong suits, holding a big ring knife, walked on this rugged mountain road.

The first was an old man with gray hair, his eyes piercing, and he stopped as he climbed over a mountainside.

"Rest in place." The old man commanded the team to stop, and then he climbed a hill not too far away, looking into the distance.

After a while, a man in his thirties walked over, he walked up to the old man, and said softly: "Old Li, you don't have to go on this trip in person, we mountain walkers, we haven't seen any wind and waves, this Wolong Mountain, after all, is just a legend." ”

The old man did not answer.

At this moment, the smoke and rain are hazy, the road is muddy, and the wind is blowing, and there is a slight coolness.

"Inform everyone, the mountain road is not easy to walk, we must cross this Wolong Mountain before it gets dark."

When the old man said this, his eyes suddenly fell on the group of mountain walkers, and the only two were not the two young people in his own team, and the two of them were dressed as scholars and behaved elegantly.

The old man's brows furrowed slightly.

"These two young men, have you found any way out?" The old man frowned and asked.

"They said that they were scholars from Cangzhou City, and they went to Beijing to take the exam." The man replied.

"Scholars who enter Beijing to take the exam, the package will be so long, I'm afraid it is not a book, but a sword!" The old man's eyes narrowed slightly.

The man was startled and whispered, "I'll put everyone on guard!" ”

The old man shook his head slightly, and said with some inexplicable self-deprecation: "Don't worry, they have no malicious intentions, look no."

The yellow and white things of our mountain travelers, I am afraid, they are here for the strangeness of this mountain. ”

"You mean, they're—" The man was silent, a little secretive.

"Yes, they should be from the mountain, but, I don't know which mountain?"

The old man bowed his head and whispered.

"Xiaoyao Mountain? Dragon Tiger Mountain? Zhenwu Mountain? Or Minshan, or Maoshan? ”