Somewhere in the Wanshan Mountain Range, a faint black mist with a size of dozens of zhang suddenly rippled like a stone thrown into a stone on the surface of calm water, rippling layer by layer, and a translucent light curtain slowly emerged.

A dark green light shot out from it, and the light flickered, and stopped near the black mist, it was Ma Chuan, who looked a little embarrassed.

Looking at the surrounding area like a dark night, a large area of faint black fog, Ma Chuan felt a little disappointed and worried, indicating that he was still in the Ten Thousand Mountains of Silence.

However, Ma Chuan felt that it was more important to get out of the dangerous space distortion area in front of him first, so he first took an antidote pill, and then prepared to find a place without severe poison to refresh his spirit.

This space-distorted area is densely populated, in a depression, surrounded by towering black mountains.

Ma Chuan fought his spirit, shuttled through the gaps of the faint black mist, and he didn't know how long he walked, but he still didn't get out of the depression.

Even if the energy is insufficient and the supplies are short, the mental strength in his heart is well-trained in peacetime and has experienced countless actual battles, and now the lineup is still solemn and not chaotic.

In this way, Ma Chuan's will is firm, his mood is peaceful, and he shuttles through the distortion of space like a sea of black fog, neither panicking nor discouraged, just going step by step.

Ma Chuan persevered with a firm will, circling around in the gaps of the faint black mist, and after seeing the faint sun three times, he finally walked out of the depression and climbed a mountain that was not too steep.

After walking on the mountain peak for a short time, Ma Chuan found a rocky hollow, the size of a zhang, and the rocks in it were of normal color. He walked in without hesitation, sat down cross-legged, and after taking the pill, began to regain his spirits.

Half a month later, Ma Chuan felt that his spirit had recovered a lot, but there were too many poisons nearby, and it was not appropriate to stay for a long time, and he had to figure out the direction before he could find a better place to hide.

So Ma Chuan continued to climb towards the peak, and there were many space distortion areas on the peak, but fortunately, he recovered his spirit and shuttled through the narrow gaps, which was much more flexible and convenient.

A day later, Ma Chuan reached the top of the Black Mountain, which was a thousand feet high, and he took advantage of the daylight to look around through the dim light, but his vision was still greatly affected by the fact that there were so many distorted areas of space like a faint black mist.

After several hours of careful observation, Ma Chuan vaguely saw a black river in one direction, but it was hazy and uncertain.

According to the direction of the river, Ma Chuan can determine the specific direction, so he walks in the direction where there may be a river.

After walking around for a day this time, I arrived at the river, and the black water of the rolling waves made Ma Chuan dare not get too close.

After walking so many roads, Ma Chuan didn't find a familiar shadow, nor did he see the silver moon.

Ma Chuan could vaguely see that the black river was thirty or forty zhang wide, but the faint black fog on the side of the river was indeed less, but it was much more poisonous.

Ma Chuan thought for a while, took an antidote pill again, and marched towards the river.

Because he could see that as he went upstream, the area of space distortion like a faint black mist was gradually decreasing.

Due to the reduction of the space distortion area, Ma Chuan can sometimes perform a retreat to fly, and the speed is greatly increased, and the terrain is gradually rising along the way, the river is narrowing, the water flow is becoming more turbulent, and even a black waterfall that falls down more than ten zhang is formed, which looks magnificent.

After a few hours, the surrounding faint black mist-like space distortion area was almost gone, and the light became cloudy and rainy, but the surrounding mountain peaks were even darker, and there was a faint smell of distant fishiness in the air.

The river eventually turned into a black waterfall that fell dozens of feet in a row, and Ma Chuan knew that he couldn't go any further, otherwise the poison around him would unknowingly corrode his spirit.

Ma Chuan turned his gaze around, cast a yang water escape, flew and climbed, and climbed a peak next to the black waterfall that went straight into the sky, standing on the top of the peak, the peak where the black waterfall was located was as low as a canyon.

The scene that caught his eyes shocked Ma Chuan, he saw a body of water coiled between countless mountain peaks, like a black dragon, but the dragon saw the head and the tail, and the pitch-black body was even more huge.

Fortunately, Ma Chuan Station is high enough and his eyesight is also very good, so he can see that the water in front of him is like a black dragon, otherwise in the low place, it is really easy to see a black lake, or even a black ocean.

Thinking of the lake, Ma Chuan really couldn't think of anything other than the legendary Mochizuki Lake, there would be other existences in the Wanshan Mountains.

Looking at the lake like a black dragon from afar, Ma Chuan felt panicked, since it was definitely Mochizuki Lake, it must have been to the center of the Wanshan Mountain Range, and if he wanted to go out, it was safer to go down the river when he came.

After Ma Chuan knew that the black dragon-like water in front of him was Mochizuki Lake, the source of all poison, he wanted to stay longer for a moment, and directly cast a yang water escape, along the river that came before, down the river.

Returning the same way, Ma Chuan was very fast, and it didn't take long to arrive at the place where he had started.

However, after walking so far, Ma Chuan did not see a familiar shadow, nor did he find a good place to hide.

Ma Chuan thought about it, but decided to continue to go down smoothly and figure out his location first.

Ma Chuan traveled along the river like this, and there were also times when the road ahead was impassable, and he detoured for ten and a half days and a month.

The place I found on the way was suitable for a few days at most, because the poison was too heavy to stay for a long time.

The longer it takes, the more Ma Chuan doesn't dare to stay for a long time, in this bleak and dull environment, his eyes are full of black peaks and space distortion areas like faint black fog, and his heart is very depressed.

Moreover, there are no bones left in the space distortion area, and there is a poison that is everywhere and unknowingly corrodes the soul.

As a result, there was not much left of the Detoxification Pill, and he did not find a suitable place to hide for a long time, all these factors became the reason why Ma Chuan had to speed up.

In such a sinister environment, Ma Chuan was gone for two years, during which he was also in danger several times, hovering on the edge of life and death.

The main thing is that I didn't notice it for a while, was contaminated with too much poison, or almost hit a space distortion area like a faint black mist.

There are also times when you can't find your way, so you go around looking for a path and get stuck for days. There is no way to go up to the sky, and there is no door to go down to the ground, when he uses a magic weapon to dig up the black peaks and pass through.

In fact, these external, visible dangers are not terrible, but what is terrible is that when you walk through a bleak, cookie-cutter, and dangerous environment for a long time, you are under tremendous pressure in your heart.

Unable to determine his position for a long time, let alone find a place he was familiar with, Ma Chuan had negative emotions many times, and the forces of the vassal states in his heart mutinied constantly, and he wanted to give up many times.

Fortunately, it has been decades since he got the right talisman, and the Sheng Shen and Fenwei two techniques in the Seven Spirits Technique have been slightly successful.

In his heart, the army is usually disciplined and the lineup is solemn, and whenever he is desperate, he can still bring out Ni Lihua, which is still depicted in his mind every day, to divide the mutinous vassal forces, so that every time he can turn danger into raze and pacify the mutinous vassal states.

Among the troops of the vassal states that repeatedly pacified the mutiny, Ma Chuan gained a lot, and he felt that the troops in his heart were becoming more and more like a finger.

If his realm of cultivation has arrived, now that he has ascended to the heights, he will definitely gather followers, and it is not impossible for the transparent troops on the spiritual platform to reach an army immediately.

However, due to his hurry, Sanyang Kaitai Jue did not have time to cultivate, and the fire aura of the second vein was not complete, so he was still a cultivator of the foundation building realm qi transformation.

However, as long as you go out, you can find a place full of spiritual energy, cultivate quietly for a few months, and break through to the foundation building realm Divine Transformation is simply a matter of course.

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