In the milky white space, Jiang Siming has 10,000 whys in his heart.

He didn't know what the hell this was?

Why did you suddenly appear here?

And, who is this teenager who is in the same space as himself?

Jiang Siming is like this, and Long Haotian doesn't think so in his heart.

So for a while, in the milky white spiritual power space, the two people gathered the spiritual power in the palms of their hands almost at the same time.

In order to seize the upper hand at the moment when the other party makes a move.

But somehow, looking at Long Haotian's juvenile figure, because of his age, Jiang Siming always felt that Long Haotian was not hostile to him.

"Could it be that he is also because of his cultivation, so he strayed into this milky white space like me?"

Jiang Siming guessed in his heart.

On the other side, looking at this red-haired middle-aged man, Long Haotian was wary of him at first, but as time went by.

Long Haotian found that the other party didn't seem to have the idea of doing it to himself, so Long Haotian couldn't help but think: "Strange, that person doesn't seem to have the intention of doing anything, could it be that he suddenly appeared here?"

But think about it, although Long Haotian is only sixteen or seventeen years old this year, since he has experienced so many things, Long Haotian's mind has matured a lot.

Compared to other peers, he can even be said to be shrewd like a monkey.

Long Haotian has always maintained a defensive posture, although he does not have absolute confidence to make a counterattack at the moment when the opponent makes a move.

However, it is still possible to kill without being killed by the opponent with one blow.

looked at Long Haotian and still didn't act.

Jiang Siming's guess about himself is also becoming more and more firm.

The other party has no malicious intent.

said that Long Haotian's mind was mature, and Jiang Siming was naturally not bad.

Not to mention that he is already twenty-three years old this year.

Even when he was the same age as Long Haotian, Jiang Siming might not have experienced less than Long Haotian, and even much more.

So, in order to break the awkward atmosphere between the two of them, after some thought, Jiang Siming finally made up his mind.

If nothing else, even if the other party is really an enemy, at least you have to find out who the other party is, or in other words, which side of the force he belongs to.

Thinking of this, Jiang Siming also took the lead in putting away his offensive and shouted loudly in the direction where Long Haotian was: "Friend, I don't have any malicious intentions, of course, if you also broke into here by mistake like me, then I think we can sit down and have a good chat." ”

On the one hand, Jiang Siming's voice was very loud, and besides, this space was actually not very big, so Jiang Siming's words, Long Haotian naturally heard them clearly.

At the beginning, Long Haotian saw that the other party suddenly put away his offensive, although his heart was full of doubts, but thinking of the guess just now, Long Haotian thought: "It seems that he is indeed not a bad person." ”

Therefore, Long Haotian also put away his defense.

Sure enough, when the other party saw this, he began to shout at himself.

Hearing the other party's words, Long Haotian thought about it, and also replied to Jiang Siming: "I was also brought here suddenly, since you have no malicious intentions, friend, then I think we can say to you, sit down and talk, and study by the way, how to leave this ghost place." ”

At this time, outside the Buri Dafutu Tower, Jiang Chuxi's eyes were still staring at the Buri Dafutu Pagoda wrapped in powerful spiritual power in the distance.

And beside him, the elders of the Jiang family, large and small, all gathered together to protect Jiang Siming, who was cultivating in the Great Futu Pagoda in the future.

In Jiang Chuxi's heart, he originally thought that Jiang Siming's kid might just be a little luckier.

But according to the current situation, Jiang Siming may not be as simple as good luck.

Being able to cultivate for twenty days in a row, such an achievement is already a rare existence in the Jiang family.

It can even be said that no one in the Jiang family can achieve such an achievement except for that one, and from the breath perception, Jiang Chuxi understands that Jiang Siming's cultivation will not stop like this.

Boy, how long can you go on? Will it be close to thirty days?

The several elders beside Jiang Chuxi originally thought that Jiang Siming, who had the Nine Nether Flames and the Sky Devouring Python, was just lucky.

But now, that perception is quietly beginning to change.

Twenty or even thirty days of initial cultivation is so out of reach for most newborn war gods.

Even when the elders were young, they couldn't hold on for more than 20 days like Jiang Siming, and many of them, when they lasted for about 10 days, would choose to give up because they couldn't bear the pain.

And the hairy boy in the room in front of him really did it.

However, in the hearts of the elders, Jiang Siming may have been able to cultivate for so long only because of the reason he had the Nine Nether Fires!

But despite this, being able to do this is enough to show how high Jiang Siming's talent is.

Jiang Siming has been cultivating for twenty days, and everyone in the Jiang family understands in their hearts at this time that even if it is only in these short twenty days, Jiang Siming will become the core disciple of the clan and receive the key cultivation in the clan.

But what is more important so far is that Jiang Siming's cultivation has not stopped because of the time period of more than twenty days.

So far, he hasn't stopped.

If Jiang Siming can really hold out for a month, then Jiang Chuxi can even directly announce that Jiang Siming is the heir of the next generation of the Jiang family.

There are many geniuses in this world, but there are not many people who can use their talents to the extreme, and it is obvious that Jiang Siming, who is cultivating in the Great Futu Pagoda at this time, belongs to the latter.

Jiang Siming's experience on the Northern Netherworld, Jiang Chuxi, who is in the Jiang family's own sect in the Overlord Continent, is not completely clear.

But the twenty-three-year-old one-star god of war, based on this alone, Jiang Chuxi is very sure that Jiang Siming's future prospects are limitless.

Thirty years of age is a chasm that every spiritual practitioner must overcome.

Jiang Siming is naturally the same.

At this time, Jiang Chuxi could even begin to imagine what kind of point Jiang Siming would reach when he was thirty years old.

Rakshasa Realm?

Shura Realm?

Even a half-step supreme realm is not impossible.

If this fantasy is really feasible, then in other words, Jiang Siming may even be able to attack the legendary god realm, known as the land of immortality.

Half-step to become a god, or even a quasi-god.

If these fantasies can become reality, then their Jiang family's status will definitely improve significantly in the future.

It can even be tied with the three ancient tribes of antiquity.

In the Great Futu Tower, looking at Jiang Siming, whose clothes had long been soaked with sweat, the ancestor of the Futu Tower stood aside, quietly watching the man's every move in front of him.

Although he knew very well how painful Jiang Siming's pain was at this time, he couldn't help him.

Because this is the rule, he can't break it, and he can't break it.

And Jiang Siming, who is still in a meditative posture, although he does not control all the actions of the spiritual sea by himself.

But the strange thing is that whether it is absorption, operation, or refining and other steps, it is carried out without any mistakes.

If it weren't for the fact that Jiang Siming was in a milky white space at this time, I'm afraid even he wouldn't have dared to believe that with the muscle memory of his physical body alone, he could do so many cumbersome processes so perfectly.

Jiang Siming's act of abandoning and ignoring it was a mistake, but it seemed that he had just achieved the greatest results of his cultivation.

At this time, Jiang Siming can be said to have truly reached the state of doing whatever he wants, without desire and without desire.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the aura of heaven and earth in the Great Futu Pagoda will not have any resistance to Jiang Siming's body, and let him refine and absorb them for Jiang Siming's own use.

However, there is a good side to everything, but there is also a disadvantage.

A cultivation method that has no desires and no desires will certainly get twice the result with half the effort.

However, if Jiang Siming's consciousness had stayed in that milky white space and could not return, then his body would inevitably reach a saturation level due to the incessant infusion of heaven and earth aura.

At that time, Jiang Siming's body will definitely explode due to oversaturation.

All of this is only a matter of time.

With the passage of time, the spiritual power vortex in the Great Futu Tower, otherwise, if those mottled heaven and earth origins are allowed to directly enter the vortex, I am afraid that not only will it be hopeless to advance to the mid-stage of the one-star God of War, but it will also cause irreparable damage to Jiang Siming.

After nearly three days of releasing the suction in the dou qi mass, it finally began to gradually weaken. And as the suction weakened, the energy vortex formed around Jiang Siming's body also slowly faded until it finally dissipated completely.

The last wisp of the somewhat mixed heaven and earth origin shuttled through the inextinguishable fire in Jiang Siming's body, shrunk nearly ten times after tempering, and circulated along the meridians for a circle, burrowing into the whirlpool of the cyclone.

At this time, outside the Buri Dafutu Tower, the Jiang family was already waiting here.

Because today is already the twenty-ninth day of Jiang Siming's first cultivation in the Overlord Continent, and the record set by the ancestors of the Jiang family back then is thirty days.

In other words, Jiang Siming, the little ghost head of the Jiang family's branch, is about to break the record that has not been touched for many years.

Thirty days!

At this time, outside the house, a large part of the Jiang family was already crowded at this time, and the dense heads of people kept clustering towards the vicinity of the Buri Dafutu Tower.

After all, a full twenty-nine days had passed since Jiang Siming began his cultivation, and it was only one day away from the Jiang family's record.

As long as it is after today, it will be thirty days!

Thirty days, the insurmountable record created by the ancestor of the Jiang family back then!

Just today, can Jiang Siming, the descendant of the family branch, break this record that can be called impossible to break?

All the people of the Jiang family are looking forward to it, looking forward to the moment when this record is broken.