After a long time, Shen Nuo finally accepted the facts and sat up with a sad face.

That Life Creation Pill does seem to be somewhat useful, after shedding so much blood, lying on the ground for a while, the dizziness will pass, and the spirit is getting better and better.

The fishing rod was lying quietly beside him, it did look a little strange, Shen Nuo reached over, just a touch, there were a lot of things in his mind.

"Jiao, is it so amazing?"

This world is called... It's called nameless!

This sect is called... Also called nameless!

It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, the catastrophe of heaven and earth, this sect was afraid of becoming cannon fodder, and borrowed the power of a chaotic treasure to close itself and achieve this world.

Why is it called nameless?

That is because I am afraid that if any of the great powers have a whim, they will naturally forget all the original clan names and cut off all cause and effect.

When it comes to this, there is no one...

At the beginning, it was indeed a lot of happiness, this world floated in the chaotic time and space, and the calamities in the outside world had nothing to do with him, and he was at ease.

But after a long time, something happened.

After all, this is a closed world, the aura is limited, the old monsters of those sects are all cultivated to a high level, and they are swallowed thousands of miles and demanded excessively when they cultivate, no matter how big the world is, no matter how strong the aura is, there is always an end to it after absorbing it day and night.

Finally one day, Reiki... It's gone...

It's time to die, aura is the root of all things, and in a few years, this world has become a dead domain, leaving only the sect, and those old monsters rely on the remnants of the spiritual veins to survive.

After many more years, even the spiritual veins are about to be broken...

Now, I really can't stand it.

It is said that there is no end to the immortal life, but without aura, the decay of the immortal body is inevitable.

A group of old guys suddenly became anxious.

But at that time, it was also a coincidence that they were self-proclaimed at this time, and their ability was not enough to drive this chaotic treasure, and when they came in, they wanted to go out.

Fortunately, they are also a little capable, and among them, the great power of the Creation Sect is a well-known refining master in the Ten Thousand Worlds, and finally gathered the resources of the Fang World, plus melted their respective natal magic weapons, and finally refined this fishing rod.

Every year it takes, the Fishing Rod can find the weak points of the World Seal, and with the power of one blow, it can tear through the barrier in an instant.

But that's about it...

Instantly torn and healed instantly, and the passage was also unstable, unable to accommodate the entry and exit of the strong, it was delusional to want to escape, and the aura that could be infused into it was extremely limited.

The only thing that gives people a little hope is that when the fishing rod tears through the barrier, you can catch whatever you have around...

However, this world floats and sinks in the chaos of time and space, and uses the method of Nasumeru and mustard seeds, who knows where it was drifting at that time?

Nine and a half times out of ten times the fish was unsuccessful, and the occasional catch was mostly rocks, grass and other debris.

Those old guys relied on the thin aura they poured in each time to support them for some more years, and they really couldn't hold on anymore, so they could only leave their immortal bodies and soul marks, and take advantage of the reincarnation of the true spirit every year when the sky was torn apart.

After all, the immortal body and soul seal are all here, and if something goes wrong with the reincarnation, there is still a glimmer of hope for the true spirit to return in the future...

For these old cowards, this is more important than anything else.

So there is the vein of the nameless Taoist, and the so-called head is actually a grave.

Or a grave keeper who signed an unequal treaty and made a heavenly oath...

After a long time, Shen Nuo digested these contents, and the old demon girl who had lived for 30,000 years appeared to say, although it felt a little wonderful and terrifying, but it was still acceptable.

After thinking about it for a while, Shen Nuo reluctantly accepted this reality.

But do you have to be trapped here for tens of thousands of years?

Alone.

Lonely.

Only left and right hand in hand?

It's all about it!

It's better to live like this, it's better to die quickly.

Oh, it is said that there is also a cheap master's immortal body that can be indescribable...

But it's definitely going to be harmonized...

Shen Nuo was holding a fishing rod in his right hand, and his left hand was still pinching the neck of the nameless Taoist, thinking of this, he couldn't help but rub it with his fingertips.

"Hmm, it feels good... Well, aren't you self-menopausal, and you're cold... What does it mean to blink?

He was startled and let go, but saw the nameless Taoist winking at him, and asked shyly: "Disciple in charge, are you really so impatient?"

Shen Nuo jumped backwards, his eyes widening: "You... You, you, aren't you dead, who are you trying to scare with corpses?"

The nameless Taoist pulled the hair from his ears and smiled shyly: "Ha.haha... Didn't I forget something, I was in a hurry, I haven't opened the sky yet, and the true spirit can't get out... Borrow a fishing rod and use it..."

With a hand, she held the fishing rod and floated up, the rod body was straight to the sky, and the crystal light on the tip of the tip was magnificent, shooting straight into the sky, and instantly paved a bright galaxy that ran through the world...

With a loud bang, the whole world seemed to shake, and a huge vortex like a pupil appeared in the sky.

The sky is broken!

From that whirlpool, there is an extremely fresh and invisible and colorless breath pouring down the galaxy.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to come alive, exuding a sense of joy and joy.

But everything happened quickly, and it ended quickly, and the next moment, the vortex dispersed.

Before Shen Nuo could react, the nameless Taoist fell down again, leaving only half an exclamation in his ears.

"I'll you... What are you fishing this time..."

She was alive and dead, and she made such a big scene, Shen Nuo was also a little confused, looking up, the whirlpool was gone, the galaxy was gone, and the fishing rod was lying quietly aside.

The only difference is that this world seems to have a little more vitality, just a little bit...

It was a feeling that came from intuition, and there was no basis for it.

"Well, what was the last thing she said? Did she catch something?"

Shen Nuo looked left and right, and didn't see anything more around him, but after a blow, the crystals that formed the silk thread on the fishing rod were gone, and according to the memories he got before, he had to recover for a year before he could open the sky again.

It's not up again, but it's normal...

According to convention, it is good to be able to catch something once in a hundred years, and it is often all kinds of sundries.

The nameless Taoist burned incense for 30,000 years, but he only caught a good thing once...

Hey, there's that thing standing here...

Shen Nuo was melancholy for a while, picked up the fishing rod, drooped it on his shoulder, and slowly descended the mountain.

It was estimated that it was for the convenience of tearing the sky, and the nameless Taoist took him directly to the top of the mountain after binding his tortoise shell, the so-called important land of the sect, at the bottom of the mountain.

As for the delicate body of this cheap master...

Let's blow the wind here!

It's better to atone for your bleak life in the future!

It doesn't seem to be much fun to be alive, but if you commit suicide, Shen Nuo can't do it if you ask yourself, so let's go to the sect first, and the right to relieve my boredom...