Chen stood in front of him at a loss, flustered and confused in his heart.

In the last clear memory, he clearly had just broken through the first layer of qi training, but he was inexplicably sucked aura, lost consciousness, and stood in such a place when he woke up.

What kind of place is this? Chen Mo could no longer describe it in words, looking around, there was a vast and thick white fog all around, and the flow of this mist was like substance, like thick mercury.

And the only place that was not shrouded in fog was where Chen Mo was, less than a mile in radius, desolate except for a few rocks, not even a single weed, except for Chen Mo's slightly rapid breathing, there was no sound.

"Could it be that I just broke through the first layer of Qi cultivation and died?" After standing at a loss for half a pillar of incense, such a thought appeared irrepressibly in Chen Mo's mind.

Otherwise, he couldn't explain why he suddenly appeared in such a strange place when he was in the middle of the house.

But the funny thing is that Chen Mo is very clear that he is not dead, because when he closes his eyes, he can still feel that his dantian is almost empty, and the three meridians that have just been opened up are clearly still a layer of qi training.

If it is dead, it is a void spirit, how can it be said that the meridians come from? Familiar with the "Empty Mulberry Immortal Road Chronicle", Chen Mo's knowledge today is also extensive.

Since he is not dead, then... Thinking of this, Chen Mo frowned, immediately sat down cross-legged, and carefully investigated his own situation - unharmed.

Now that he was sure that he was okay, and after about a stick of incense to adapt, Chen Mo finally calmed down a little with peace of mind.

"Everything in the world has a reason, and since this is already the case, it is useless to panic, I should calm down and think about it. Fu got up again, Chen Mo took a deep breath, and he had already calculated in his heart.

Born poor, in the midst of war, he has experienced hardships and many separations since he was a child. When I left the village when I was young, I felt the sinister world and the warmth and coldness of the people. also went through a life and death crisis, all with unwillingness and tenacity, and finally got a chance to live.

How can the young Chen Mo's temperament be comparable to that of ordinary people? Tenacity, calmness, prudence, and not giving up lightly have already been seared into his bones. It's not surprising that you can adapt to this weird place so quickly.

"It turns out that the things on my body are still there, but what's the use of these?" Chen Mo, who calmed down, first checked the things he was carrying, he was in a predicament, and the things he carried with him couldn't say when he could save his life.

As a result, he was pleasantly surprised that he was pulled into this place, and all the things he had with him were still there.

What made him helpless was that when he was dragged in, he was practicing and cultivating, and he definitely wouldn't bring a lot of sundries, so he cleaned up his belongings, and only brought a set of spiritual tools and some spiritual valley seeds needed to take care of the spiritual field. Other than that, there is nothing else!

"This..."Chen Mo was a little crying and laughing, so he had to put these things into a cloth bag and stuff them into his arms, this year he took care of Lingtian wholeheartedly, and the habit of carrying tools with him that could not be broken, it was reasonable to carry these with him.

It's just that why didn't you get into the habit of carrying dry food with you?

In fact, Chen Mo had to accept it, and he couldn't rely on the things he carried, so he had to figure out what kind of place this was, right?

Thinking of this, Chen Mo first looked at the vast fog around him, what was hidden behind the mist? Chen Mo pondered for a while, although he was anxious to know the answer, he did not act rashly, but took off his outer robe, kneaded it, walked to the edge of the mist, and threw it at the mist.

Now the strange fog is like substance, and the first thing that Chen Mo thinks of is the prohibition described in "Empty Mulberry Immortal Road Chronicles", and it is always right to be careful.

As expected, as soon as the robe entered the mist, a subtle multicolored thunderbolt burst out of nowhere, slashing straight towards the robe, and in the blink of an eye, the rather sturdy robe turned into a cloud of black ash and completely disappeared into the mist.

Although he guessed something, this result still frightened Chen Mo, and his forehead was also covered with fine sweat.

As long as it is about thunder and lightning, it is extremely powerful, and it can only be used if it is a powerful overhaul, and besides, the five-colored thunder and lightning has not been seen in a book at least.

What is this place like?

"Or maybe it's just a way to confuse people?" Chen Mo said to himself, a robe naturally can't test the power of this thunderbolt, since it is definitely a ban, there are also some 'looks' that seem to bluff people in the ban. After all, the five-colored thunderbolt, what is that?

Thinking of this, Chen Mo reached into his arms and took out a thing from the cloth bag in his arms, which was a jade sickle the size of half a palm, with exquisite workmanship and clear jade, and it could not be exchanged for a lot of silver in the world.

However, in the Kongsang Immortal Gate, this is only the lowest-level spiritual tool, and the sect will issue it to the boy who takes care of the Lingtian, and if it is broken, it can also be replaced.

Using such an object to test the true power of the mist, Chen Mo naturally would not feel distressed, and no matter how rare it was, this was also a spiritual tool, and the hardness was much stronger than Chen Mo's body.

Thinking like this, Chen Mo pinched a trick and mobilized a trace of the remaining aura to activate the jade sickle in his hand.

When the jade scythe was activated, it instantly changed to the size of a normal scythe, and the feeling of starting it was much harder than just now.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Mo threw the jade sickle into the mist, but the result made Chen Mo shocked and dumbfounded.

Because as soon as the jade sickle entered the mist, it was still in the blink of an eye, and it was split into ashes by the five-colored thunder and lightning that appeared out of thin air, and the time it took was almost the same as splitting his outer robe.

It seems that this unknown five-colored thunderbolt is really powerful, so big that it surpasses Chen Mo's current knowledge. In this way, the fog-shrouded part is absolutely inaccessible.

Soon, Chen Mo came to a conclusion, this really made him worry, the land within the fog was so barren, he could see through it at a glance, could it be that there was a way out?

Chen Mo sat down and touched his chin in thought. But what can you come up with without any clues?

So, in less than a moment, Chen Mo stood up again. This time, he cautiously began to probe the barren land less than a mile in radius.

The place is not big, although Chen Mo probed very carefully, it only took less than two moments.

This exploration really made Chen Mo discover a little.

First of all, behind the two rocks on the left, there is a strange small stone wall, which is said to be weird, but in fact it is just a visual feeling.

Because of the fog, the stone wall is like a stone mountain, and the rest is hidden in the fog, feeling like a behemoth with only a little fingernails exposed, how can it not be strange?

Other than that, there is nothing unusual about the stone wall, except that there is a small spring on it, and there is a wet feeling around it, but there is no spring water gushing out.

On the contrary, under the stone wall, there is a fist-sized pit, which is filled with pale white, but with a strange crystal feeling.

Judging from the corresponding direction, Chen Mo judged that the strange water in this pit was very likely to be the 'spring water' dripping from the spring in the stone wall.

In addition, after the rocks in the northwest, Chen Mo also made a discovery, this discovery seems to be unremarkable, but it also makes people feel awkward and strange.

Who would have thought that behind that mess of rocks, there would be a small slice of good land?

What's more, in this barren place, the rest of the ground is full of things that look like stones and not stones, and things that look like soil but not soil, and this little piece of land is particularly eye-catching.

All the discoveries are these, after thinking for a while, Chen Mo's face turned red, looking like he was about to cry, but there was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Got me to the place where this bird doesn't lay eggs, could it be that I'm here to farm again? Look at this place where there is soil and water, and I still have the spiritual tools for farming?" This idea took root in Chen Mo's mind like a fatal one, and it lingered.

But he didn't really farm, but as if he thought of something, a trace of excitement suddenly appeared in his expression.

"Why didn't I try it?" Perhaps too excited, Chen Mo couldn't help but shout, his voice trembling slightly.