In the silent dark space, a thumb and an eyeball were staring at each other, the surrounding laws were constantly trembling, and the immortal qi and mortal dust qi were tumbling crosswise.

With the passage of time, the Xuanhuang air flow gradually subsided, and the thumb looked at the eyeball and said very indifferently: "The reason why you created me is nothing more than to let me do things for you, and you don't want to create me, it's just a coincidence, don't give yourself so noble." ”

The eyes suspended in the dark space suddenly trembled violently, and everything around him continued to converge towards him with his trembling, forming streams of lilac energy.

The original trembling law lines are now very obedient around the periphery of the eyeballs, and the thin lines of the Dao laws are condensed together, extending the outline of a human figure, and the fantasy air flow formed by the convergence of immortal spirit qi and mortal turbid qi is also constantly pouring into the lines.

Time passed bit by bit, a blurred human face and half of the mutilated body evolved, and the eye that was about to collapse was embedded in it, raising the right hand filled with vicissitudes of life, and grabbing it directly towards the finger.

If you look closely, you can find that the hand is missing a thumb, and the thumb, which was originally very disdainful, looked at the broken body in front of him in shock, and without saying a word, the body bent and knelt straight in front of the broken body.

A handful of snot and a handful of tears begged for mercy: "Lord Tiandao, the little one is wrong, I shouldn't offend your majesty, just a little angry talk, don't take it to heart!"

Tianwei's mighty broken body glanced down at him indifferently, his palm stopped in mid-air, and his mouth opened slightly and said indifferently: "Don't take it as an example!"

Then the body turned into air flow and law, and returned to the space, and the eyeball also stood out, floating in front of the thumb's eyes, and an unnatural voice came out: "The reason why we let him go, we are just planning for the future, this time and space also have my existence, as long as I join forces with my past self, there are still opponents in the world?"

Seeing the mighty divine power of the Heavenly Dao, what else could he say, he could only echo in a low voice: "No!"

Immediately after that, the thumb gradually faded into shape, and the eyeball only stayed for a moment, and also hid its own form, and the space was extremely dark, returning to the silence of the past.

......

The desert continent, looking up, is full of yellow salon rolls, without a trace of green vegetation, this is a forbidden trace of mortals.

The heat kept boasting about the yellow sand on the ground, and there was no half-way living figure as far as the eye could see, stepping on the hot gravel, Xu Mo's doppelganger kept panting, and the hot sweat on his cheeks was also directly evaporated by the swept heat, leaving dry sweat marks.

On his originally smooth skin, there were also many dry cracks, like a hideous mouth, constantly secreting blood, but it immediately evaporated, leaving a black scar on his body.

The sky was so clear and blue, as if it had been washed by water, and there was no cloud, except for a large sun that emitted a dazzling light, adding a bit of redness to this hot desert.

Looking up at this endless desert, Xu Mo only felt the endless sense of silence, no one and no life, not even a little grass foam, this is the horror of the desert, and it is also the horror of the forbidden land in the world.

The breather's dry, waterless air felt like he was in a furnace, all but the endless heat, and his lips were dry and cracked, covered with dark blood scars.

Two quarters of an hour had passed, Xu Mo squatted there, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed his dry eyes, he really didn't know what to do now, after all, there was no guide, and he didn't have a cultivation to support, and his body couldn't be contacted.

The harsh world is constantly oppressing Xu Mo's tough body, he only feels the endless vastness and the infinite loneliness, and the ethereal diffusion of a mysterious power on his body is the great power of understanding the artistic conception.

Nowadays, the two artistic conceptions have begun to take shape, and they are just waiting for Xu Mo to gradually perfect them, so that he can transform them into his own Dao intentions, and then he will reach the Mahayana realm.

However, the potential of human beings is infinite, especially under the overwhelming pressure of death, then endless possibilities will be born, which is why Xu Mo quickly comprehends the artistic conception now, and soon reaches the situation of Mahayana.

But it is undeniable that there is a clear fact that although man is on the verge of death, he will burst out with endless potential, but he ignores the fact that he is about to die.

This is also the fundamental factor that many people are reluctant to try, if they don't pay for themselves, then there is nothing, and those feelings will all dissipate with their own death, and they will just do useless work.

His eyes were cloudy, his mind was dizzy, he grinned at the corners of his mouth, and the tearing pain came, but he didn't know it, this smile was indeed very silly, but it was extremely real, and people were dying, and their laughter was true.

The picture in my mind keeps turning, walking through the cave to see the master, the first time I met the little gray fighting tiger, Hu Lei was humiliated to fight the whole sect, the pearl of the reverse world saw the future, the land of the ancient gods gave inheritance, and the ninth generation woke up when the baby was condensed...... And so on, and so on.

was shouting in his heart that he was unwilling, constantly roaring to vent his resentment, and in the end, there was only a silent sigh in his heart, and there were words that could not be speculated.

In the end, he was a little more conscious, and muttered hoarsely in his throat: "Why do you want this to me, what is the use of these two artistic conceptions, where are you in the body, can you hear me." No one responded, only the constant whistling of the yellow sand in the hot wind.

The focus in his pupils began to blur gradually, and when he was about to close his eyes and fall to the ground, a bell rang out, but he was no longer able to look, and fell directly to the ground on his back.

A camel, on which sat a young girl, holding the reins of the camel, led the camel to Xu Mo's side, his lips moved slightly, and he said in a pleasant voice: "This is a Jedi in the world, how can there be human existence, and this person is still a mortal who has not cultivated, how did he come here?"

"My father once said that many monks test teleportation arrays with mortals, is he such an unlucky bastard?"

kept talking, loosened the reins and turned over the camel, came to Xu Mo's side, squatted down without any defense, pushed Xu Mo, and wanted to ask the real experience of the matter.

But no matter how she pushed, Xu Mo still remained the same, and the girl who noticed this situation hurriedly got up and retreated, then took out a handkerchief from her arms, wiped her hands, and said to herself with a lament: "It turned out to be a dead man, but the body has not stiffened, it must have not been dead for long, and there is hope for salvation." ”

After finishing speaking, he directly raised his hand and threw out a pink spiritual power, wrapping Xu Mo's whole body, and then raised his hand and threw Xu Mo on the back of the camel, not retracting the spiritual power, but letting Xu Mo maintain the status quo.

In her mind, she must not be able to save this person, but her father must be able to save him, and maybe she will have another playmate when the time comes, and I really hope that this one will live longer than the superior.

Lifting his hand is often wiped on the storage bag, and a compass appears in his hand, and the pointer on it keeps swinging back and forth, so he injects spiritual power into it, and the swinging pointer directly stops and points to a place.

The girl holding the compass smiled, wiped the storage bag again, threw it forward, and a fierce fiery red three-foot long sword, suspended in front of her, smiled lightly, and stepped directly on the reins, and the camel followed.

Flying rapidly in the direction pointed by the pointer, more than several times faster than the crossbow arrows shot by the mortal world, the surrounding scene was constantly regressing, but the girl didn't even look at it, she just carefully controlled the flying sword.

The reason why she didn't use a flying sword in the first place, but walked in the desert on a camel, was purely to experience the human feeling, and the second was that her father told her to do it.

In short, she was still very lucky, otherwise how could she meet Xu Mo, a Jindan Great Perfection monk like her, who walked through the mountains and rivers in an instant with a flying sword, would not be able to enjoy such a beautiful scenery at all.

......

The sun shines into the hut, filling the cold hut with a touch of warmth, and the roar of the animals neighs to herald the arrival of a new day.

Xu Mo's body, who was sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time, and shook his head gently, this is already the third day, and there is still no news from his doppelganger, and the last image stops at the time when darkness hits after the old man's conversation.

Slapped the edge of the wooden bed under him, turned over and got out of bed directly, looked at the place where the doppelganger disappeared in confusion, and then said angrily: "This... But how is it good, is the clone dead? Who would dare to kill my clone!"

After saying this, there was a knock on the door, Xu Mo shook his head and said unconcernedly: "Come in! I know you've been listening to it for a long time, do you have anything to say." Facing Liu Nian, who opened the door and came in, he didn't panic at all, and raised his eyes to look at him very calmly.

"Well, master, you know everything. ”

Scratching the back of his head embarrassedly, then swinging his wrinkled shirt, looking at Xu Mo and asking embarrassedly.

Then, facing Xu Mo's serious eyes, he raised his hand without giving in and analyzed: "Maybe the master's doppelganger is trapped in an unpredictable place somewhere, and of course, it may be that the connection has been cut off by some kind of existence. ”

"Well, I know what you're saying, but don't look at things on the good side, and think about the worst results. ”

nodded approvingly, then pinched his chin, smiled slightly, raised his other arm, directly clenched his fist and turned his head to look out of the window, and then said sharply to himself.

Hearing this, Liu Nian walked up to Xu Mo in confusion, tilted his head to look at him, pursed his lips and asked, "That...?"