Ishikawa then changed his method of carving scratches out of the fork and digging stones from the stone wall to mark them, and instead tried to record all the details of the fork with his own memory. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Half a year has passed.

Ishikawa checked the remaining things in the storage bracelet, and sighed leisurely, at this time his state of mind was surprisingly quiet, his steps were not slow, and he was walking towards the end of his heart step by step, the days of being alone had passed for a long time, and he was actually a little in a trance.

Ishikawa walked and stopped, and the faces of Yin Yin, Zhang Fugui and others drifted in his mind from time to time, and he basically didn't need to sleep anymore, and he began to cherish the sleep that he could enter every time, because in occasional dreams, he could see many familiar figures.

Even the black flame that made him feel cold in the past, and even the demon beast that wanted to devour him under that dark sky, made him feel extremely friendly at this time.

When he was awake, Ishikawa practiced tirelessly, "Drawing Qi to Return to the Yuan Decision" and "Reflecting the Moon to Supplement the True Method", these two exercises have been practiced by him very well, although he is lonely in this stone cave passage, but it seems to be an excellent place to practice, even he, a monk with low qualifications, can clearly feel his entry.

Ishikawa didn't dare to think about whether the environment he was in now was an illusory environment, and if it was, then even the only place where he was gratified by the growth of cultivation would no longer exist.

A long time passed, and the feeling was completely different from the retreat, and unconsciously, in this incomparably silent, black fog erosion, there was no hope in sight, no kind, no beginning, no end, no change, not even any other color except the bleak green light that made the hardened monk crazy, and boundless loneliness began to envelop and fall into it.

What Ishikawa didn't know was that outside the stone wall, which he didn't know how far away, was a lively scene completely different from the inside.

Guanghan Palace, Kunwu Sect, Cangming Sect, Luoxia Sect, Chongjian Sect, many disciples are busy nervously, there are many big and small surprises waiting for them every day, no one knows that in this stone wall that they regard as a cornucopia, there is also a monk of the refining realm walking alone.

The mining and searching of the five major sects at the bottom of the whirlpool is completely on the right track, although the total output of various materials is not too impressive, and it is still distributed by five families, but don't forget that what is found here are all extremely precious materials for monks, and they are not the same as those big road goods that often appear outside.

A year has passed.

In the almost endless little caves, Ishikawa almost felt hopeless during the year's uninterrupted journey, and he had a feeling that he might really die here.

Ishikawa had wanted to re-enter the dark sky more than once, and even if he was hunted down by more than ten fierce beasts there, it was better than being so empty and alone.

At the very least, there's a big black-scaled snake that looks pretty obedient.

Thinking of the black-scaled snake, Ishikawa couldn't help but think of the elusive earth dog, every time he thought of the earth dog, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, this idiot should not always be scared when he was haunted, and now it should be ghostly to accompany him, but he has not been seen for such a long time.

Ishikawa learned a new skill, that is, only subconsciously led the body instinct to move forward step by step, crossed one fork after another, instinctively ate, and was able to strictly control the amount of food each time, and all his mind was immersed in the practice of the two exercises, only at this time, he was able to completely forget about himself and himself, and forget his current situation.

Now Ishikawa can enter his consciousness into the sea of consciousness anytime and anywhere, in addition to soaring around the colorful clouds, his favorite thing to do is to go to the depths of the black flame, and from time to time tease the insect that does not move.

Other than that, Ishikawa's favorite thing to do is to sleep, yes, he is now able to control himself to fall asleep at any time, and only in dreams can those familiar figures make him feel that he is still alive.

This is a corner that seems to have been forgotten by the whole world, and Ishikawa is the only one who keeps moving forward mechanically.

Eighteen months have passed, and Ishikawa is really facing an existential crisis, all his food and drinking water have been completely exhausted, even the spirit grass he had accumulated before is not a single left, and there are only four and a half jars of wine left.

In addition, there were less than ten pills left in the storage bag alone, feeling the burning hunger in his stomach, Ishikawa smiled bitterly and said to himself: "Could it be that I was starved to death in the end, to be able to become a monk who was starved to death, I am really a little unique in the way of death." ”

Ishikawa felt that he had stepped into the threshold of foundation building at this time, and maybe he was only one step away from being able to break through all the tricks and build the foundation smoothly, but even if the foundation was successfully built, what could he do, wouldn't he be trapped in this place where he would not see the light of day?

With such psychological preparation, Ishikawa did not have much expectation and eagerness for whether he could build a foundation, and he still habitually practiced the two exercises every day, but unconsciously he secretly combined the law of inaction and Taoism.

I don't know how long it has been.

In the boundless silence, a roar sounded.

Actually, there wasn't a sound, just the movement of Ishikawa in the sea.

In the deep black flame of the sea of knowledge, the crystal clear insect seemed to have digested the black silk thread shadow that it had devoured at the beginning, and woke up from its death-like sleep.

The moment it woke up, the two tiny tentacles on the top of its head trembled slightly, and an extremely faint wave emanated from above.

Ishikawa was trained in the extreme silence and felt the fluctuation for the first time.

This fluctuation that he could not feel even if he was calm and calm in the past, now it was like a storm that caused waves in Ishikawa's heart, his heart thumped violently, he clung to the fluctuation, and the direction of the fluctuation was?

The point of the fluctuation turned out to be the tight stone wall behind him!

Ishikawa is like a drowning man who is about to drown at this time, even if it is a straw, he has to hold on firmly, whether he is trapped by the stone wall after fighting and dying, or starving to death in the end, it is a choice that does not matter to him.

Without any hesitation, he took out the fanged spear from the storage bracelet, and then regardless of the consumption of the true yuan, the spear stabbed towards the stone wall, and the tip of the fangs half a foot long sank directly into the stone wall.

Ishikawa shouted, he had already mustered up all his strength, and when he shot again, he was as fast as thunder, and a poisonous fang spear in his hand pierced into the stone wall like a phantom, and in an instant, he dug a hole more than one meter deep in the stone wall that could be entered by one person, and after a little hesitation, Ishikawa entered the hole with a short body.