Qingwen was still indulging in the confusion before going to bed, and as her mind gradually cleared up, her mood precipitated little by little.

When she came back to her senses, there was only a thread-sealed book quietly on the wooden shelf, without words.

Looked around.

In addition to the dusty wooden bookshelf engraved with intricate patterns next to him, there is only a set of hollow carved dragons and phoenixes in front of it, facing the Xiaoxuan window.

Wisps of sunlight spread on the ground through the gaps in the window lines, and Qingwen silently looked at the human prints she slept out of, and sighed.

What happened to me yesterday, I actually slept on the ground like this, and I was not afraid of catching a cold. No wonder after getting up, I felt that my waist pole was a little hard, but fortunately I have fully recovered now.

Wait, I'm a foundation building monk!

The minor illnesses and calamities of mortals have no effect on me at all.

Qingwen stopped rubbing her waist, luck, and traveled for a long time.

Sure enough, the discomfort was gone.

That's right, immortal cultivators should look like immortal cultivators, cultivate well!

Although this place is quite weird, Qingwen has always been at ease with what she encounters, and she doesn't have to worry about it.

There are so many things happening at the moment, one after another, since it's okay to sleep all night here, if you want to come, don't move rashly, sit down and tidy up before trying to get out.

Qingwen rolled her eyes and thought about it for a lifetime.

Sit down cautiously, wisps of thought.

The first thing is to check yourself, well, the body is fine, multiple storage bags are fine, look at the meridians, it's okay, it doesn't continue to deteriorate, look at the dantian. Isn't that 。。。。。。? The black and white yin-yang fish disc I lost after the illusion yesterday.

How did you get into the dantian? How did you get in? Could it be that your stomach was cut open and then healed, but you didn't realize it?

Huh~ What are you thinking about?

Return to the thought, return.

So far, the head of the trial has been shocked, the main hall has been introduced, the formation has been solved, the phantom array is fascinated, and then he was captured, killed on the verge of death, fled from the door of life, regained the trapped formation, came out of the formation, threw himself into the door of death, fought side by side, and destroyed the cabinet.

Among them, several storage bags were harvested, Yanxin, and Yin and Yang fish plates. The status quo is trapped in this room.

Strangely, there are windows here, but doors don't.

So the windows are meant not to suffocate the people inside, right?

Qingwen tried to push the window a little harder, but if it couldn't be opened, she could only see if there was a teleportation array.

The strange thing is that as soon as she put her hand on the window, her hand was twisted to a certain extent, and Qingwen was so frightened that she quickly retracted it, as if she had touched something terrible.

Fear comes from the unknown.

Everything in this room was like a fog, and Qingwen's inner knowledge could not cope with and explain the phenomena that had appeared so far, so she was afraid.

It would be nice if there was an instruction manual, even if it doesn't take into account the reading experience at all, but at least it can give a reference.

By the way, there are no books on the shelves?

Qingwen scolded herself secretly, how could she ignore such an important thing.

It seems that his experience in the immortal cultivation world is still too little, and he is not experienced enough.

Qingwen turned back to the book.

However, the wooden frame was empty.

Blink, wink, and come back.

exhaled, it turned out that he was just dazzled.

Qingwen slowly poked the book with the tip of her fingers, and was engrossed in it, for fear that something would suddenly come out.

No response!

Qingwen was a little sure in her heart.

Took the book down.

There was nothing on the face, Qingwen faintly remembered the time when she woke up and was confused, what she saw, it seemed to be Chinese characters, no, no, although the immortal cultivation world also used hieroglyphs, but there are also many differences with Chinese characters, which cannot be confused.

Anyway, how did you fall asleep before?

"Hiss-" Qingwen suddenly felt a sharp pain in her brain, countless rooms, wooden shelves with or without books overlapped, rotated, intertwined in her mind, fine and dense beads of sweat floated out, Qingwen bowed her body, trembling uncontrollably.

In the soul space, Xiao Soul was using the computer to stabilize his soul, and the next moment, the entire space was violently distorted, and Xiao Soul was constantly rubbed, stretched, and flattened.

"This girl, it's so worry-free!" Xiao Soul is also a person who has traveled through time and space, and he has never seen any space storm, so he knows at a glance that it is Qingwen's brain that has a problem.

"Hey, fortunately, I chose this exercise, this time for your sake in the future, I will help you stabilize it first, and I will charge interest next time!" Xiao Soul muttered, in fact, anyone can see that he and Qingwen are in the same boat, if Qingwen has a problem with his soul state, he himself will not be better。。。。。。

As the strands of fiber fiber were born from the qi orifice, layer upon layer, Qingwen was like a silkworm spinning silk, wrapping itself around, circle after circle.

The surging thoughts finally showed a little trace, Qingwen before fainting was the same Qingwen, and the moment she fainted, Qingwen actually made countless choices.

Some Qingwen chose to release the Hengshan Destruction and destroy this broken space, pawn!

Some Qingwen cautiously tried to roll out the seemingly non-existent line book with Fujiman, but Fujiman stretched into the spatial crack, and the huge gravitational difference instantly tore Qingwen to pieces.

Some Qingwen was so frightened that she ran wildly, slamming headlong into the boundary of space, coinciding with the void of space, and falling directly into the empty land, in a state of neither life nor death, no front nor back, neither upper nor lower, nor in the amount (Xuan) Zi (learning).

。。。。。。

Countless possibilities arise at the moment when Qingwen faints, leading to countless splitting states in this quantum space, if in the end, Qingwen's various possibilities cannot converge, then what awaits her is the quantization of the whole body.

Together with this space.

That is, it exists, and it does not exist.

Fortunately, because Xiao Soul's soul body is Experiment No. 38967, all the indicators meet the convergence standards, and Qingwen is also a traverser, and the soul body also meets the standards, even if it does not meet the requirements, the characteristics of the exercises that Xiao Soul has just performed also make Qingwen enough to converge.

In a word, the ultimate fact is that the quantum space is in a state of convergence, which is gratifying!

Qingwen's memory also converged at this moment and was in a state of existence.

The memory is very clear, and of course it all converges to the one who passed out.

Bang bang bang bang !!

Qingwen's eyes widened, looking at the four Chinese characters of "quantum conjecture" in front of her. Chinese characters, it turned out to be Chinese characters!

Or Simplified Chinese!

At this moment, at a glance for ten thousand years (countless quantum states are one), Qingwen bloomed a flower in her heart, and met her hometown in another country.

At this moment, what a happy word!

With hope and memories in her hand, Qingwen reached out, excited and scared.

The excitement is because there are still people from their hometown in the immortal cultivation world, even if it is a long time apart, but judging from the length of life in the immortal cultivation world, maybe that person is still alive!

Once I have this conjecture in my heart, I am naturally even more afraid that this is just a bamboo basket to draw water.

The pages slowly unfold, and here it is!