This is a dead shijie, there is a gray sky between heaven and earth, and in the eyes of people, the only light is the Dao Palace suspended above everyone's heads-the White Bone Dao Palace.

This is a desperate shijie, and in the darkness there can be a powerful beast at any time, or a single weak but tidal monster. Wherever they passed, it was a disaster for the people, and even the continent under their feet could be devoured, because the earth under the feet of the people was condensed by the monks in the White Bone Dao Palace with spells.

This is a shijie full of hope, because every seemingly ordinary person on the earth thinks that his next generation can worship in the White Bone Dao Palace to practice, and even if he can't worship in the White Bone Dao Palace, he also hopes to be able to enter the immortal palaces scattered all over the continent to practice spells. Thus becoming an extraordinary person and attaining a relatively long lifespan.

In this dark shijie, people don't know how big the darkness is, they don't know what kind of position they exist in, the center or the edge, no one knows, even those great monks in the White Bone Dao Palace.

Insight and exploration of this dark shijie is the ultimate goal of the monks, but there are not many monks who can leave the White Bone Dao Palace and bravely enter the darkness to explore, and most of the people who went have not returned, but after all, there will still be people who will come back, and there are three people who know that they have entered the darkness and come back, and they are all immortals in the White Bone Dao Palace now, and people no longer call them monks.

The land under this White Bone Dao Palace is not big, ordinary people can walk from one end to the other as long as they walk for a month, this is the land that belongs to the White Bone Dao Palace, everyone on the earth knows it, because every once in a while, there will be monks in the Dao Palace who die under the dark beast tide, this time may be more than ten years, or it may be a year or a month.

However, outsiders outside this land call this the White Bone Continent, firstly because this continent belongs to the White Bone Dao Palace, and secondly, because the large and small Taoist temples on this continent are built of bones like the White Bone Dao Palace, and those bones are not human bones, but the bones of those fierce beasts in the dark, these bones contain spiritual power, and the monks of the Dao Palace have built the Taoist Temple through the forbidden law.

People can't tell the difference between day and night, because there is no day or night, but they can tell what time it is by listening to the bells ringing in the palace. The bells in the White Bone Dao Palace rang in a cycle from one to twenty-four, and each bell contained a different meaning, making people's divine consciousness have different feelings.

"When...... While...... When ......"

The bell rang twelve, and the twelve bells made the mouth dry as if there was a fire roasting overhead, and at the same time reminded people that they were going home for dinner at this time, and it was noon.

People are not averse to the bell, but if one day the bell is gone, they will be afraid, and people have been growing up with this bell from birth to adulthood, and many people have been able to comprehend some spells, and their hearts have been baptized by the bell.

When the bell rings twenty-four times, it means that it is late at night, generally when the bell rings twenty times, people will fall asleep, one is the day's work people's bodies have felt tired, and secondly, the bell contains the magic of hypnosis, at this time the bell is not half noon intense, but like a gentle wind caressing people's souls, and like a requiem.

When sleeping, people cannot hear the ringing of the bells.

Compared to the dark mystery of this shijie, the light that often appears in the darkness is another hope for people, because the entrance of another shijie, exploring another shijie is a rare opportunity for those who cannot worship the White Bone Dao Palace to practice, maybe in another shijie they can get a great opportunity, although most people can't come back, but those who come back, all of them have become strong and reborn.

When the cold sword light in Qingyang's heart in the darkness appeared, a bell rang, one after another, wrapping the sword light layer upon layer, the sword light trembled in the bell, zuihou collapsed and dispersed, dissipating into the invisible, but Qingyang felt that the sword light that was scattered into the invisible and had a faint sword intent spreading in his heart, turning into a kind of enlightenment in his heart.

He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were unusually heavy, his whole body seemed to be pressed by a 10,000-pound boulder, unable to move, and there was no sound in his ears, as if sealed.

At this time, a voice came from his heart: "Don't think too much, you first rest in this reincarnation hall for a while, and then talk about it after your god and flesh are combined." ”

Qingyang understood that this was the master's voice, although everything about that shijie seemed more real, but at this time, there was still a surge of happiness in his heart.

"I finally got out of that shijie and I came back alive. ”

His consciousness fell into a deep sleep again, this time truly relaxing and sleeping.