Although that fluctuation is very weak, it is very clear, and it is definitely the fluctuation of the true element!

What does this mean? This shows that the meridian with the folded sleeve has been connected, although it cannot be said to be completely repaired, but at least it can let the true element flow slowly in it, and as long as the true element begins to flow, the self-repair process of the meridian will be accelerated countless times, where will it take three years, maybe not even thirty days, that meridian can be restored to the original!

"What's going on?" Chen Changsheng thought in surprise, looking at the folded sleeves.

His eyes met, and he knew that he had already noticed the recovery of the meridians. It has nothing to do with the treatment, it has nothing to do with the elixir, it is countless times less than the pre-estimated time, so it can only be said that this is what he did by folding his sleeves, the question is how did he do it?

"Pain. He folded his sleeves and looked into his eyes and said, "It can stimulate life force, and the greater the pain, the more life force can be stimulated, as long as you can bear that pain soberly." ”

Chen Changsheng was shocked and couldn't speak for a long time.

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In the middle of the night, the lights in the Anglican College gradually faded out, and the stars in the garden became brighter. Chen Changsheng stood in front of the window, looking at the silver lake, silent. If it was in normal times, he would have fallen asleep at this time, but not today, and the fierce will shown by folding his sleeves made him vaguely understand something.

He sat down cross-legged in front of the window, began to meditate, and then entered the scabbard. Unlike before, this time he didn't separate a wisp of divine consciousness into the scabbard, but sent all of his divine consciousness into the scabbard, he knew that this was a very dangerous thing, he would suffer a lot, and if his divine consciousness was shattered by the phantom of that black stone tablet, he would most likely be seriously injured.

But he didn't want to wait any longer, he had to enter Zhou Yuan to have a look.

The scabbard is called Zang Feng, and the countless sharp sword intents in it have become a dangerous ocean together. In the past, when a wisp of his divine consciousness passed through this sword sea, it would cause violent storms and stormy waves, not to mention that he had sent all his divine consciousness in today, and the sword intent ocean sensed it, and suddenly roared furiously.

It was painful, really painful, his divine sense kept breaking through the huge waves like mountains, or sinking to the cold bottom of the sea, I don't know how long, and finally succeeded in reaching the other side of the sword sea again, and saw the phantom of the black stone tablet.

This may seem simple, but it's actually extremely dangerous. If it weren't for the fact that his divine consciousness had just been washed by that drop of tea tonight, it would have been more agile and vital than before, or he would have been directly swallowed by this ocean halfway.

Even so, on the way, he almost gave up because of the pain several times, but before he was about to give up, he remembered folding his sleeves, remembering the picture when he was holding the umbrella of ten thousand swords at the top of Zhou Ling and falling into the sky, and gritted his teeth to hold on.

Arriving on the other side of the Sword Sea tonight was all his divine sense.

So it can be understood that he came to the other side of the sword sea and stood in front of the black stone tablet.

When his gaze fell on the phantom of the black stone tablet, his divine consciousness also fell.

Last time, his divine sense was already able to penetrate into the black stone tablet phantom, but he couldn't pass through, so he only vaguely saw some pictures behind him. At this time, too, he saw the somewhat dim twilight cliffs, the mountains and forests that had become ruins, the dry lakes that seemed to be scars, and the grassland.

The grassland seemed lifeless, with blue reeds and white frost grass like large spots, cut by the ravines formed by the ground fissures.

Just when he thought that the demon beasts had fled the grassland and didn't know where they went, he suddenly found a large black spot in the northwest, and his mind moved slightly, and he came to the sky there.

On the grassland, at least tens of thousands of demon beasts were slowly advancing towards the mausoleum in the distance.

They had their heads down, panting, salivating at the corners of their mouths, and the wounds on their bodies were rotting, looking like they were going to die at any moment.

Suddenly, the black beast tide stopped, and a figure like a small mountain slowly stood up, it was the huge fallen mountain fang, looking towards the sky.

Tens of thousands of demon beasts followed its gaze to the sky, and they all felt as if something was watching them, but they didn't see anything.

I don't know how long it took, but the demon beasts' eyes showed despair, and they let out a low whimper in pain, if the gods really looked down on them from the sky, why didn't they come to save us, why would they bear to watch us go into a desperate situation?

The demon beasts did not go crazy because of despair, because the demon beasts that went crazy had killed each other in the past few days, and now the remaining demon beasts were exhausted to the extreme, and they had given up hope of survival, and just wanted to return to the place where they had survived for generations, and then fall into a long sleep with the owner in the mausoleum.

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Chen Changsheng withdrew his gaze and looked at the surface of the black stone stele.

There is no difference between the phantom of the black stele and the black stele, except that there is no physical body, and it is a complete projection of reality.

He looked at the intricate lines on the tablet and pondered the question of how to get through.

If these lines fall in the eyes of ordinary people, it is the Book of Heaven, and it is impossible to understand it no matter how you look at it, and it is impossible to analyze any rules from it, because this black stele is originally a stele of the Book of Heaven.

Chen Changsheng had seen many Heavenly Book Tablets, and he was very familiar with the lines on the surface of the tablets, and he knew how he should look at them.

His gaze fell between the lines, and then he moved, as if he had returned to the stele in the Book of Heaven, and sat under the tree for countless days and nights.

Those lines are the trajectory of the movement of the stars, the source or representation of the change of fate, as if he had returned to the wilderness in the north of Tianliang County, looking up at the starry sky by the stream.

It was the first day after Su Li passed on his wisdom sword.

He knew very well that his calculation and deduction ability was not enough to master the Huijian, so he used other methods.

He used the method of interpreting the Heavenly Book Tablet to use the Wisdom Sword, even Su Li probably couldn't imagine that he would be able to do such a thing.

So now, he wants to turn this qiē around, he wants to use the wisdom sword to unlock the Tianshu stele, not to understand when he was observing the stele in the Tianshu Mausoleum, but to crack it.

He wants to find the passage in these lines on the surface of the black stele, to find the kingdom of God through the trajectory of the stars, to see the truth in the ethereal fate, and then to break it with his sword.

I don't know how long it took, but he closed his eyes.

I don't know how long it was, but he opened his eyes and stabbed his sword into the surface of the black stele.

His consciousness was now in the scabbard, and his body was outside the scabbard.

His sword was in its scabbard, but not in it.

But when he drew his sword, the Unsullied Sword came to him and was held in his hand.

The Innocent Sword broke through the air and landed on the black stone stele, obviously piercing the intersection of several lines, but I don't know why, when the sword blade reached the stele, it landed in a blank space.

There was a soft snap, as if a bubble on the pond had been trampled by a naughty little frog.

With a bang, the sea of sword intent behind him set off a monstrous wave.

The surface of the black stele in front of him faded dramatically, then turned into a pure white.

That's the light.

It's also the sky.

He withdrew his gaze to the sky, looked down at the grasslands around him, saw the three mountains in the distance, and saw the bleak grass in the wilderness.

A cold wind howled and lifted up my clothes.

This is Zhou Yuan.

He stood at the closest place to the sky and the farthest place from the ground.

He was standing on top of Zhou Ling.

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The early morning in the National Education Academy is no longer as quiet as before, and the other garden is a little better, folding his sleeves and lying on the bed to recuperate, although Tang Thirty-six is much more diligent than before, it is impossible to get up at five o'clock. Xuanyuan Po walked around the stove room on the other side of the lake, came to the small building, and shouted to a window upstairs: "Chen Changsheng, come down to eat." ”

Before, he saw clearly on the other side of the lake, Chen Changsheng was in front of the window, so he knew that it was already five o'clock, and the National Education College never needed timekeeping tools, and Chen Changsheng was.

There was no one in that window to reply.

Xuanyuan Po waved the fat blue lobster in his hand and shouted: "This spicy man, with white flour steamed buns is very delicious, I specially left one for you, you hurry down, otherwise Tang Thirty-six will listen, and you will have to come and grab it with us again." ”

Still no one answered.

Xuanyuan Po was a little bored, ran upstairs with a bang, pushed open Chen Changsheng's door, and said, "It won't take so long to brush your teeth." ”

No one answered, because there was no one in the room, the windows were open, and the morning breeze blew in, lifting the corners of the sheets.

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Chen Changsheng looked at the Innocent Sword in his right hand and confirmed that the sword was real.

Then he confirmed that he was real.

Then this means that he really entered Zhou Yuan, or in other words, he found Zhou Yuan again.

The phantom of the black stele, now it seems, should be the road to Zhoutong, and the body of the black stele should be the key to Zhou Yuan.

He remembered very well that when he left Zhou Yuan, the sky was cracking and falling.

In the small world discovered by human beings, Zhou Yuan is the most stable and the largest, but after all, it is space debris, and it is naturally not as solid as the origin world. Therefore, whether he or Zhu Luo and Mei Lisha outside Hanqiu City, they all thought that Zhou Yuan must have been ruined. Who would have thought that Zhou Yuan still existed, and he actually re-established the rules, and it was difficult but really stabilized again.

...... It's just that a lot has changed.

It hadn't been long since he left Zhou Yuan, certainly not half a year, but Zhou Yuan had become very different.

The world has become a lot barren and dilapidated, probably because of the earth-shaking disaster, the ground is full of cracks, the water in the sea of grass has become very turbid, the cliffs in the distance are full of signs of collapse, the mountain springs have dried up, many small lakes have dried up, the earth looks devastated and the blue woods are full of dust, and it looks very desolate.

The chirping of those insects can no longer be heard in the sea of grass, the grass roots are about to die, and naturally there are no schools of fish, and there are only a few fish turning their bellies and spitting bubbles weakly.

Even the sun, or halo, in the sky is now a little dim.

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