Cao An's retreat was decided temporarily, and he felt the interior scene again, before Cao An even thought that the incident in Gulan had affected other interior scenes, so that the martial artists in the world were afraid that it would be difficult to practice with the help of the interior scene, but he never thought that yesterday, after seeing Shen Zheng return and drinking and talking, he felt the traction of the interior scene again.

In the room, Cao An sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and gradually relaxed himself along the traction, letting his consciousness wander, and the familiar feeling returned to his body, I don't know how long this process has been, maybe a moment, or dozens of breaths, in short, it will not be too long.

Realizing that he had stepped into the inner realm, he opened his eyes, and in front of him was an isolated high-rise building, showing a dark color throughout the whole body, the height of the building was not many feet, standing at the foot of this tower, there was a feeling that the ants were isolated in front of the Linglong tower, yes, it was the ants, our most common ants.

It can be seen that the height of the building is beyond the ordinary cognition, Cao An can only see the scene of the third floor as far as he can see, and then up, it is already a cloud of steaming and mist, and he can't see it, as for the ground, he can see clearly, this is an extremely wide platform, which can only stand in front of this dark tower.

Cao An couldn't walk a few steps out, it was a cliff, bottomless, as far as the eye could see, there was no other side, as if the whole world had fallen into the boundless abyss, only the dark tower in front of him and the land that carried it, there was no sun, moon and stars in the sky, only boundless darkness.

What he could see, where the light source came from, was unknown, when he knew very well, these were real scenes, at least in his conscious perception, these were real, in the darkness outside the light source, the wind was howling, faintly mixed with the sound of thunder, such a scene even with Cao An's mind, it was only after a moment of suffocation before he came back to his senses.

Instinctively feeling fear and panic, this is not something that can be controlled by the level of mental cultivation, after all, the starting point of the human body is too small.

He took a step, step by step up the stone steps, and stood in front of the pitch-black gate, the door was far thicker than a mountain, and it was by no means possible for human beings to push it open, Cao An had never done such an idea, but when he approached, the door opened naturally, and the white light shone through the crack in the door, like the first rays of sunlight rising from the sky.

Tiny humans step into it!

"Shulou, the interior of the first scene of martial arts, the first scene of martial arts is the pinnacle of skills, but it runs through the beginning and end of the entire martial arts practice, but all the learning involving techniques and techniques, the Shulou must be the best interior view, I only saw it in other interior scenes before, and now it seems that the feeling brought by looking at each other is not real."

The Shulou is a simple building, there are books here, books that fill the shelves of the entire building, but these books are not for people to flip through, you can't even take out any books from them, it is just the existence of your cultivation skills.

Cao An looked at these scenes, collected his mind, and gave up the idea that he could find any earth-shattering magic secrets from them, such a thought was actually a momentary heart-to-heart thought, and it was quickly suppressed by Cao An.

When his mind was not floating, Cao Anteng got up, and before he saw how his body moved, he had already opened his arms, and the shadow of the fist in the sky had appeared in the surrounding space at some point, but with this movement, the entire operation building emitted a faint light, and large characters of gold, blood, or black emerged from the entire operation building.

Densely converging into streams, washing over Cao An's body.

That is, at the same time, the original incomprehensible and incomprehensible place, at this moment, Cao An found a common truth, the palm shadow was even worse, and a strange energy was drawn out of the operation building, like thousands of silk threads, wrapped around Cao An's hands, but Cao An himself did not feel the slightest discomfort.

It can be seen with the naked eye that Cao An's palms are undergoing some kind of transformation, first becoming white, getting whiter and whiter, so white that they are almost completely transparent, and you can clearly see the blood vessels and surging blood that have been covered by the flesh and skin, and it is not over here, and the transparent palms slowly return to the original appearance of the flesh.

Cao An stood up, looked at his hands, the great Qiankun hand entered the realm gratifying, that is, he had just immersed himself in the cultivation of the understanding, there was no sun and moon reference here, I don't know how long it had passed, but Cao An could already be sure that his big Qiankun hand had already entered the room, and a slight pain came.

This is the reason for the excessive content of the perception, "About once the color of the palm is the limit of my current consciousness, it is worthy of being one of the more difficult exercises to learn in the realm of heaven and man, the Great Compassion Fu Seven Skills, I hope to be in the interior for a longer time, if I can practice the selected exercises to the extreme perfection, it is the best." ”

After all, this is just an idea, he didn't really take it to heart, the most important thing at the moment is to seize all the time and cultivate the martial arts as much as possible before he is kicked out of the inner scene.

"Who?"

Cao An suddenly spoke, and according to his own perception, it was not a person, but an image, appearing in the 'sky' of the operation building, for Cao An, an ant, the space in the operation building can be called heaven and earth.

It's not an image, it's more like a kind of [mirage]? ’

Yes, this gives Cao An the feeling that it is a mirage, between the mountains and the world, there is a mirage, but this is the interior of the building, although it is unusually vast, but it is still a building, if it is not for the rules here to limit his strength, Cao An feels that his sword can also look at the interior of the entire magic building in a short period of time.

How did a mirage come about in such an environment? But it just did!

Cao An found that in that picture, it was his current position, no, a little bit more remote than his current position, standing in it was a young man in a plain white robe, comparable to Cao An's age, maybe a year or two older, it was a resolute and handsome face.

In terms of his figure, he is more slender than Cao An, but he is better than symmetrical, and there is an almost perfect complement to that face, which makes people look not to give people a feeling of thinness, but to add a bit of heroic domineering.

The spear seemed to come to life in his hand, shaped like a spiritual snake, as fast as the fire of the prairie fire, this marksmanship made Cao An think of the hundred strikes of the prairie for the first time, but there is an essential difference between the two, this is not a hundred strikes of the prairie fire, the hundred strikes of the prairie are domineering and swift, and the marksmanship in the hands of this young man makes people feel a sense of agility and perseverance.

It is as tenacious as grass sprouts breaking through the ground.

Cao An frowned, for some reason, he was not interested in that marksmanship, what he had learned was fundamentally different from him, and there was no possibility of learning and complementing each other, but there was only a disgust from the bottom of his heart for that person.

Hate a stranger for no reason??