readx;? Just when Jing Yun was laughing at himself, he suddenly saw that all the gray in front of him had disappeared, but it was extremely dark and empty under the starlight in the sky, he stopped and was stunned for a long time, thinking that he was dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes, and when he opened it again, he suddenly became suspicious. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He glanced around, and found that the original boundless gray square had been replaced by boundless darkness, just like he was so lonely in the vast night sky.

Jing Yun frowned, and said in his heart, could it be that something interfered with his vision, making the endless black as far as his eyes could see, or was it that the gray square had changed color for some reason?

He couldn't figure it out for a while, but he also knew that what he could do at the moment was to stay where he was and see what inexplicable things would happen to the top of this Xuanshan Mountain.

Time passes bit by bit, like a moment of fragrance that is difficult to keep.

Now that another two hours have passed, Jing Yun sighed helplessly, knowing that it was not a way to wait like this, so he raised his right foot and was about to step forward.

At this moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he thought of something, and quickly retracted his feet, slowly squatted down and stretched out his right hand to wipe the ground.

However, the imaginary smooth jade floor did not appear, and what his right hand touched was nothing but a burst of nothingness, and it was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that it was not that his vision was damaged, nor that the square had changed color, but that he had already disappeared without realizing it, and had been replaced by such a bottomless space, and he was just stepping on a stone pillar with a radius of two feet.

Thinking of this, Jing Yun suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, if he hadn't suddenly noticed it, if he thought that he could be down-to-earth, he really wanted to step on it like this, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Hey, the top of the abyss? It should be like the abyss, right? And it's the abyss of death...... I thought you were well-read, but I didn't expect you to be really a writer. Jing Yun pursed his lips, and there was another wave of belly slander.

"Huh?" Jing Yun glanced at the dark surroundings, and a thought suddenly flashed in his heart for no reason, this feeling was very strange, but he was convinced of it.

Why? Because as soon as this feeling appeared, it was confirmed.....

Jing Yun listened to the louder and louder wind in his ears, and felt speechless for a while, could it be that this space was fighting for the writer of "Strange Wind"? As soon as he finished slandering, he saw what a flat top into the abyss was......

Dare to love is that the gray square turns into an abyss, and then a column appears and rushes downward!!

No, since the gray square disappeared to the present, could it be that this stone pillar has not moved, and it has just begun to fall?

Or has it been going down for two hours at an imperceptible rate?

You must know that the surroundings are pitch black, if it weren't for the whirring wind in his ears, even if Jing Yun's heart suddenly burst out, he wouldn't necessarily know that the cylinder was descending.

However, even if he knew about it, it was useless, it only made him more confused.

As for why this Xuanshan Mountain was so weird, he couldn't figure it out at all.

But if you don't understand, don't think about it, this is Jingyun's consistent style.

Since the matter has come to this point, we can only wait slowly to see what ghosts are under the abyss.

Time flies, Jing Yunpan sat on the top of the column, listening to the constant sound of the wind in his ears, his mind slowly calmed down, everything he has now, whether it is the blood sword duel or the sword style, or the Dao method chosen by the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, has been cultivated to the limit that can be reached by the consummation of the condensation realm, if he can't break through the self-cultivation realm, he will no longer be able to improve even a little.

After about a quarter of an hour, Jing Yun felt an extremely faint pause under him, and the sound of the wind in his ears stopped abruptly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the scenery in front of him for a while, and then he was extremely shocked, as far as his eyes could see, he was in a strange huge mountain belly, and the top was vaguely visible endless distant stars, and countless fireflies were floating around, illuminating a platform about ten zhang high not far away, and on its side stood a gray stone tablet three zhang high, because all the fireflies were dancing in the air in the center of the high platform, it was difficult to see whether there were words left on it for a while.

Jing Yun slowly got up and wanted to step on the high platform along the stairs to see what could be so magical that it could cause fireflies to hover over it for a long time, but he stopped after just two steps, squatted down and looked at the things under his feet with a solemn expression.

It was a dry bone, which looked even more terrifying by the glimmer of fireflies, and he groaned a little, and picked up the dry bone on the ground so that he could see it more clearly.

Judging from the appearance, this should be a person's left hand, wearing a pair of bright emerald wrenches on the thumb, Jing Yun couldn't help frowning when he looked at the two small characters engraved on it, and always felt that these two words were somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember them for a while.

Although the gentleman loved money in a good way, after all, the thing on the dry bone was now only an ownerless thing, so he took it down and put it in his arms, and after a moment of silence, he did not go to the high platform again, but walked to a tall stone statue and was silent.

This is a humanoid statue wearing a cloud helmet and a heaven-shaking armor, holding a broad knife about a zhang long in its left hand, stretching out its right hand as if it was pointing at something angrily, and stepping forward as if it was about to start a dragon fight.

Jing Yun felt quite strange in his heart, such a realistic huge stone statue did not look like a cultivator, but rather like a worldly general.

But this general has no head, well, it's not that he has no head, but his head with no facial features was actually placed on his left shoulder, I don't know if he was cut off or it was there, it looks extremely weird.

It took him half an hour to inspect the entire mountainside, and there was nothing left except this bone arm, the stone statue, and the high platform.

Jing Yun had always guessed that there would be at least some perception of the Heavenly Dao in the Nine Thousand Dao Steps, or that there would be some unknown danger, but what puzzled him was that it did not develop as he thought.

Later, he stepped up the stairs to the top of Xuanshan Mountain and saw what the so-called flat-topped abyss was all about, but what puzzled him was why he stayed on the two-foot cylinder so coincidentally?

If he took a wrong step, he might fall into the belly of this mountain, I don't know how deep, and I am afraid that his bones would have been gone.

Could it be that he was lucky? But this is too good, right?

Was all this planned or predestined?

Ever since Jing Yun heard what the Charm said about what his bipolar body could achieve, he no longer believed in the remarks of fate.

Why? The ancient immortals have all disappeared for countless years, and even the nine immortals who shook the ancient and the present have become a legend in that weirdness, in the current era when the ancient immortals are not visible, even becoming an immortal is just an unattainable dream, not to mention breaking the limit of nine to become the tenth, it is simply nonsense.

Besides, it is not clear whether the nine are dead or alive now, even if someone can get out of the mortal fetus and obtain the immortal position, and cultivate to Tongtian and Fortune as the first immortal seat, can it be said that he has broken the limit of nine and become the tenth?

No one knew how the words of the immortal seat were ranked, not even the charm, so Jing Yun didn't believe it at all.

Since it's not luck, it's not fate, then there is only one possibility.

But who left this half arm?

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