Chapter 11: The White Room

"What is this? Is it a teardrop? Whose tears ......?"

Chen Mu wiped away the tears on his face and looked around, it seemed to be in a large white room that looked like a circle, but this room had no door at all.

The room as a whole is made up of land and pools. In the middle was a land of loess like a square island, surrounded by a circular pool with a white roof and a small cloud.

"How could I be in such a strange room, I remember that I was still cultivating on the mountain path just now?" Chen Mu was extremely puzzled at the moment, why did he suddenly stand here with a good cultivation?

He jumped into the pool, the water was so shallow that he could only reach his thighs when he stood up, and he touched the wall next to him, it was hard and hard, but it didn't look like it was made of metal, and he couldn't guess what material it was made of without much knowledge.

Chen Mu didn't dare to stay in this strange pool, and he still had some concerns about this strange little pool. When he quickly climbed out, he found that there was no trace of water on his body.

"Alas, can you drink this strange water?" Chen Mu shook his head after speaking, sat down on the ground, and checked his body......

He was surprised to find that the black egg giant lotus in his left hand was only a lotus platform left, and the tentacles and petals were gone. What he didn't want in the first place, now that he doesn't have it, he is still relatively happy, but he still feels that something is missing in his heart, which may be people's nostalgia.

"Am I dreaming?!" he said and slapped himself in the mouth, not feeling any pain at all. Suddenly, an ominous premonition enveloped his heart, and he saw that his mouth was wide open, and his mind was full of thoughts, and he was wondering if he was dead!

After a while, he seemed to have regained consciousness a little and twisted himself a few more times, but he still didn't feel anything......

"It seems that I am indeed dead, my relatives and friends, who knows, how did I die!?Xia Xue!Is it your trouble!" Chen Mu's emotions were completely out of control at this time.

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For some reason, there was no night in this room, and Chen Mu, who had mixed feelings, could only roughly calculate the time based on his feelings.

The next day, Chen Mu was still sitting in place, his expression was calm, and he seemed to have accepted the fact that he had died.

On the third day, Chen Mu still didn't feel any hunger and thirst, so he stood up suddenly, stared and shouted: "Is this where people go after death, no wonder people are afraid of death, isn't death just going to prison!" There was no response around.

On the fourth day, Chen Mu sat down again and secretly felt sad for another day, after all, he was an eight-year-old child, he was still working hard for his ideals a few days ago, but now he has become a lonely ghost, and his little heart can't accept this fact at all.

On the fifth day, Chen Mu decided that his death must be directly related to Xia Xue, and he only had Xia Xue alone in his last memory. He already gritted his teeth with hatred for Xia Xue.

On the sixth day, Chen Mu thought about it for a day. He decided to see if his soul could cultivate, and if he could cultivate, maybe he would be able to ascend in the future, and he would be able to leave this room or be reincarnated.

"I can only meditate, in such a big place, I'll refine the aura quietly, but whether there is aura in this place is still a problem, alas!" Chen Mu smiled bitterly to himself, and crossed his legs and began to practice the "Fayuan Gong" that he had studied for a month.

"Great, the aura here is similar to the aura in the back mountain, it is completely enough for me to cultivate this basic skill!" Chen Mu exclaimed with extraordinary excitement, it was the happiest thing for him to continue his efforts after death.

About a month had passed, and the dantian of Chen Mu's soul had actually refined a little bit of mana. "This is much easier to refine than the Silk of Fighting Qi!" Chen Muhaha laughed.

It was not easy for a child to sit for a month, and he planned to get up and take a walk and take a closer look at the place.

"Hey, what is this?" Chen Mu found a stick on the other side of the "island", studied it carefully, and suddenly shouted: "This is my fishing rod! Why is my Lingshu fishing rod here, isn't it eaten by black eggs!?"

The discovery of the fishing rod made Chen Mu suddenly feel hopeful, there must be a passage to leave this room!

Chen Mu stroked the "fishing rod" that was still green but no longer emitted the light of the moon, and touched it thoughtfully for a while.

Suddenly, he stretched his fishing rod into the water next to him, and after a while, a white fish swam over, and it turned out to be the white strange fish that had been eaten by the giant egg!

He hurriedly retracted the fishing rod, and saw that the white fish monster fish was swimming gracefully, and it seemed that it was also lonely and wanted to find a companion.

Chen Mu teased the strange fish with his fishing rod while thinking about the connection between these strange things.

At this moment, the small cloud in the sky slowly fluttered around the room, just fluttering normally. It probably didn't know that the clouds floating in this room were a strange thing in itself, and if Chen Mu could jump high enough, he would have caught it a long time ago to see what it was.

After another three days, Chen Mu woke up from meditation, and he finally analyzed the cause and effect.

"This rod is a branch, an ancient tree species, and it must have a soul. It was eaten by the black egg in his hand along with the strange fish, which means that they died together, so we will meet after we die!" Chen Mu nodded three times after speaking, seemingly satisfied with his reasoning, and after a while, he smiled and continued to think about how to leave this room.

Time flies, one day half a year later, Chen Mu was in a daze at a milky white trunk tree on the island.

Half a year ago, he casually inserted the fishing rod into the center of this small island, and then began to refine the silk of mana, and when he opened his eyes after the cultivation, the emerald green branches actually grew into a milky white tree, which made him another unacceptable thing.

The leaves of the Xiaoling tree were luxuriant, Chen Mu admired it for a while, and then he had an idea, picked some and threw them into the water, and sure enough, the strange fish quickly swam over and ate deliciously.

"The soul of a fishing rod can grow into a tree, and the soul of a strange fish can also eat leaves, no matter how you look at it, it is much more powerful than the human soul. Chen Mu laughed at himself.

After half a year of cultivation, Chen Mu had already refined three threads of mana, which were intertwined with each other, like a strong rope.

"No wonder so many people choose to retreat, it is indeed easier than physical practice, and in about two months, a hundred people will be eliminated, and if I am still alive, I will definitely not be eliminated. Chen Mu leaned against Xiao Lingshu with his back and nodded wistfully.

He giggled dumbly, thinking back to his family, his parents feeding him and making clothes for him, he touched the eggs of the tits with his sister Chen Bei, and he caught the turtle in the pond with his brother......

I don't know how long it has been, Chen Mu is recalling Yan Xingyu's sweet smile and Bai Wan's charming hair, Zhao Niu's honesty and righteousness, Huoli's free and easy life, Shi Wei's hanging children, and Xia Xue's bitterness. All the memories flowed slowly, and they all seemed so long......

I don't know how much time has passed, all kinds of memory fragments are constantly speeding up, each cycle will filter out the impurities in the fragments, and put the fragments into fragments, and combine the fragments into a whole chapter, which can actually make Chen Mu see something more profound, but he is still young and can never integrate all the individual chapters together.

No matter how hard the deepest vault was excavated, countless pieces of paper were removed, and there were many more below......

Chen Mu entered a state of selflessness by chance under the Ling tree, and he understood the cause and effect of the world. With his current ability and experience, it was simply not enough to explore the source of cause and effect, but the cultivation process of exploring the source of cause and effect this time had left him with something, and it might be an opportunity for him to be reborn.

About half a year later, a fish splashed into the water and woke up Chen Mu.

"Did I fall asleep? I don't remember when I slept, and what about the book I read?" Chen Mu frowned and thought to himself.

After a while, he seemed to regain some of his spirits, shaking his head from side to side to look at this and that. And the strange fish had already surfaced and stared at him, probably hungry.

"You starving ghost fish, fortunately I am not hungry or thirsty, otherwise I would have roasted you and eaten you. Chen Mu didn't seem to be in a very good mood, so he picked a few leaves and threw them into the water.

At this time, the small cloud that had been leaning against the top of the Ling tree did not cause any movement, and flew away inadvertently.

"Then continue to start cultivating!" Chen Mu checked his body, and suddenly found that there were twelve mana threads, "This is incredible, you can refine nine mana threads after a sleep?!"

Although the speed of refining mana silk will become faster and faster as his proficiency increases, Chen Mu's selfless state has indeed greatly improved the refining efficiency.

In addition to his surprise, somewhere in the middle of the cliff of Qitian Peak, in the crevice of climbing vines and different grasses, a strange change was about to begin.

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