The cold wind at night carries a faint dampness, bringing the water vapor of the small river not far away.

There is a lot of faint fragrance mixed with the water vapor, and perhaps the passing flower boats and the like float out.

It's just that when these scented breezes touch the courtyard wall of the ink dust house, they are blocked by translucent twisted films.

"Boom ......"

With a heart-pounding muffled sound, the bronze four beast doors were slowly pushed open by the ink dust.

The field of vision changed, the whole body was weightless, and for a moment the ink dust was like falling into the abyss.

After just one breath, the line of sight was clear again, and the heart realm came into view.

The gray clouds in the sky rolled up and down, making the whole world hazy, as if all of them were covered with a light smoke.

It's still the gray and dreary world of the illusory sun.

Ink Dust swept away, covering the entire heart realm.

Here, he is the master.

All of this was hidden from his observation.

Soon, he noticed something that was clearly different from before.

"Whew!"

The ink dust turned into a streamer, like a falling star, and fell directly into the ruins of the ancient sect.

It is still splendid and magnificent, with a grand attic rising from the ground, connected by corridors everywhere, lighting up bright lights like a starry sky.

And in the corner of a pavilion, where Mo Chen had already explored countless times, an emerald green grass, just breaking through the ground, struggling to survive among a few rocks, revealed a small part with difficulty.

"It's ......"

Mo Chen gently stroked the grass, extremely careful, for fear that a single force would end this little life.

He clearly remembered that every time he came to the Heart Realm in the past, there was a dead silence inside the Heart Realm.

There is no living thing here, because the whole world is dead, dead.

But that's changing.

Mo Chen immediately understood that it was related to the five solid path stones he had absorbed earlier.

"It's not just here, but the mental realm seems to have become bigger. The power of the Ink Dust Divine Soul dispersed again, and he found that the gray fog that had previously obscured the boundary had receded a little, revealing a wider land.

He regained his surprise and stepped into the air again, speeding towards the border.

On the road, the mountains are jagged and pale, and many mountain peaks are faintly shrouded in a layer of gray smoke.

Mo Chen looked eastward, and a huge ravine that had long dried up was like a horse, stretching straight down.

To the west of the ravine are a group of peaks and clouds, surrounded by stars, and on the other side is a flat and vast field, and the dilapidated villages are scattered.

Coupled with this dead and dreary world, the plants and trees are withered, the loneliness is dilapidated, and it shows some misery.

But what he also cared about was that there were no huge mountains at his feet.

After a while, he circled the entire Heart Realm, and found that the diameter of the Heart Realm at this time was already hundreds of miles wide, enough to accommodate the size of several array cities.

At this time, the heart realm was already much, much bigger than it was at the beginning, almost several times larger.

However, because there is no real light, many places are still extremely cold and cannot form a natural cycle.

But the green grass in the Ancient Sect did give Mo Chen full of confidence.

"Next, it's a process of waiting for the mental realm to slowly change. "Mo Chen is satisfied, you must know that after the qualitative change in the heart realm is over, it is the time to truly promote to the permanent existence realm.

The powerhouse of the Everlasting Realm, he didn't dare to think about it before.

The kind of existence that was looked up to by the creatures in the world was now so close to him, and Rao is already calm heart began to can't help but stir up.

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The next day, Mochen went to Zhang Yingxue's wooden house early in the morning to continue to purify the black magic spirit in his body, and by the way, he improved his strength without a trace.

Feeling the rising power, Mochen was in a very good mood.

Just when he had completed today's task and walked out of the City Lord's Mansion, about to go to the business area to buy some useful goods, he was suddenly bumped by a man on the corner of the street.

Mo Chen glanced at the man with a little anger.

"Sorry...... Sorry......" The man was dressed in a shabby cotton shirt, and he walked with a limp and a little misty in his eyes.

There are too many such people in the city, and many low-level people are like this, dazed, and it is very difficult to even have normal conversations all day long, so Mo Chen didn't pay much attention to it, patted the dust on his shoulder, and continued to walk forward.

It wasn't until he entered a shop that he walked into one of the cubicles.

He didn't check the product information recorded in the glass mirror for the first time, but spread out his right palm.

Inside was a slightly tattered wax-yellow note.

"Is it finally arranged over there Yang Ying?" Mo Chen looked at the time and place written on the note.

It turned out that the man with cloudy consciousness before did not accidentally bump into the ink dust, but did it intentionally.

Just when he seemed to accidentally bump into Ink Dust, his right hand inadvertently shoved the waxy yellow note into Ink Dust's hand, as if nothing had happened.

Of course, Mochen is not a fledgling stinky boy, he immediately understood it, and acted in a good show without leaking the slightest flaw.

Ink Dust took out the map of this small world from the Nahuan.

This is a good thing he found in the library of the City Lord's Mansion, and it can be regarded as a basic education by the City Lord's Mansion and placed on a counter in the library cabinet, with a total of hundreds of copies.

If you want, just take a copy.

He looked at the place on the waxy note, and found that the meeting place was not in the castle of Blind Eyes, but in a cave that had left the west gate and continued a few miles west.

Obviously, Yang Ying has made sufficient preparations for this meeting, and deliberately chose an uninhabited area.

"Tomorrow's time...... Be prepared. ”

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In the deepest part of the castle lord's mansion, in a spire building like a sharp blade.

A huge black crystal soars into the sky, standing in the center of the spire.

At this time, two black figures, one tall and one short, were standing here.

The taller one was a long-haired man dressed in black with a silver thread pattern on his chest.

He looked a little old on the outside, with gray hair on his temples and faint wrinkles on his forehead and at the corners of his eyes.

"A thousand vultures. The old man withdrew his gaze from the crystal pillar and looked at the petite girl beside him, "The harvest day is not far away, how are the preparations for reincarnation?"

The girl wore a black cloak with a hood, and her long black hair poured out from the hem of the hat, revealing a delicate pale and beautiful face on one side.

She looked like a pure girl who had just recovered from a serious illness, like a little flower devastated after a storm, as if a gust of wind could blow it down.