Another month passed, and the number of distances was forgotten in the distance. When he couldn't even remember clearly, Zhou Nan finally moved and stopped.

By this time, he had reached his first stop, a huge canyon in the shape of a cone.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking down at the lower part of the mountain, looking at the canyon at his feet, Zhou Nan's heart rarely had a different kind of excitement.

Somehow, in less than a minute, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

"This is where you came back then?" Rubbing his eyes and wiping away the tears he didn't need anymore, Zhou Nan said in a low voice.

At this moment, the wind was whining, waving Zhou Nan's long hair, and his somewhat thin body looked unusually sluggish.

After the words fell, Zhou Nan took a deep breath, and as soon as his feet moved, he jumped directly off the top of the mountain and plunged into the canyon.

The wind in his ears was blowing whirring, and Zhou Nan was immersed in his own world and didn't pay attention to it.

At this moment, all his thoughts flew back to the past, to the place that belonged to him.

A resolute face, a kind face, it was time for Zhou Nan to appear in his mind.

Even after so many years and countless experiences, it is still clearly visible without the slightest blur.

Although the canyon is deep, there is also a limit, no matter how fast the wind is, how can it be able to resist Zhou Nan's fall?

Therefore, it didn't take long for the ground to rush to the front. There was no panic, at the moment of grounding, Zhou Nan shouted violently and turned around suddenly, accompanied by a violent sonic boom. He threw away all his strength and stood firmly on the ground.

Patted the dust off his body. Zhou Nan raised his head and looked at the bottom of the small canyon.

Look away. Bare, the bottom of the canyon was empty, and there was nothing but gray rocks.

The fruit tree that was born decades ago has long since disappeared, leaving not even the slightest trace.

Although he didn't find anything, but as he turned around, Zhou Nan still heard the sound of talking. Sweet, hidden in the air. It's like a lingering voice that has been stuck for decades. On the horizon, and close at hand. Ethereal, but real, it rings in my ears.

One will be clear, the other will be blurry. Although it was very difficult to listen, Zhou Nan still looked serious and savored it carefully.

He knew that this might be the most difficult place. That year, his parents, who loved him the most, came here in person.

The old place of that year. The people of that year. The canyon of today, the self of today. All kinds of thoughts haunt my heart.

Although it spans almost fifty years, nothing exists. It has changed, but the lingering conversation has never disappeared.

Maybe. In the dark, there is also an obsession. I've been looking forward to myself. Come here, come here

Zhou Nan was very happy. He came here and heard the words.

Otherwise, under the passage of time, this most difficult opportunity may be gone.

Or maybe everything is an illusion, just Zhou Nan's self-talk.

But as long as there is, it exists. Even if it's a fantasy, what does it matter if you can remember your parents? Everything doesn't matter until you miss everything.

As long as there is such an opportunity, Zhou Nan cherishes it.

In the canyon, Zhou Nan stayed for three days.

During this period, except for the first time I looked around. For the rest of the time, Zhou Nandu sat cross-legged on the ground and entered the realm of forgetting things and me, intoxicated alone.

Three days later, after reining in his mood, Zhou Nan officially hit the road.

After all, it's okay to remember, but you can't stay here forever. Otherwise, that's a bit silly. He is a sane person who will never let emotions dictate everything.

Stamped his foot fiercely, Zhou Nan stepped on the flying spring boots, turned into a silver light, and flew towards the sting.

'Bang bang', borrowed a few strokes of force on the stone wall, and after ten breaths, Zhou Nan returned to the ground.

After looking back and taking a deep look at the conical canyon, Zhou Nan withdrew his gaze and walked west with a determined face.

After all, the hometown of that year may be able to make him feel something, but it can't let him stay.

To be a man, you have to look forward, only by continuing to go on, can you reach the other side, and will you strive for the future.

In the world of the Western Wilderness, the sky was gloomy, as if God had been beaten, and it was always gloomy with that stinky face. Except for the thunder that rang out from time to time, everything was silent and nothing.

In such a world, after staying alone for a long time, Zhou Nan unconsciously gave birth to a kind of loneliness that was forgotten by the entire world.

Sensing his thoughts, Zhou Nan smiled bitterly, patted the storage bag on his waist, took out the purple coat again, and asked her to follow aside, staring at her face that was still dirty and had not had time to clean up, and said with a complicated expression.

In this way, every time Zhou Nan walked, he stopped to do the same thing and kill his boredom. Otherwise, in such an environment, just one person, who doesn't do anything, doesn't think about anything, may really drive himself crazy.

In addition to rushing and talking to himself, Zhou Nan was not idle for the rest of the time.

took out pieces of jade slips, read them carefully one by one, and read them with great relish.

Some spells, exercises, secret methods, these regrets that he collected, Zhou Nan did not let go, and studied them very carefully.

The advantage of this is that he has a clearer understanding of the methods of immortal cultivators.

Some things and mysteries that I didn't understand before have been gradually solved with continuous research.

In terms of the effective use of mana alone, Zhou Nan has more than doubled compared to before.

Such a result made Zhou Nan happy and at the same time, he was even more enthusiastic about cultivation.

After all, isn't it interesting for a person to master the knowledge of the Tao and solve a lot of secrets on his own?

At the same time, Zhou Nan also took time out to run "Soul Determination" to constantly boil his body.

Although physical cultivation has declined in this era, as a once glorious existence, it has its reason after all.

Therefore, in just over half a year, Zhou Nan took advantage of his own advantages to heal the injuries of his thighs and lower back. The injury was gone, and Zhou Nan returned to the level of being alive and kicking before, and there was no longer a trace of hindrance when he took action.

If it weren't for the current shortage of resources, it would not be enough to support his consumption. Zhou Nan really can't wait to use his magic powers and toss to his heart's content, so as to relieve his joyful mood.

His current strength has reached the limit of a limit in the foundation building period, and even faintly exceeds this range.

In terms of body refining, it has reached the peak of the silver body's qi.

In terms of law cultivation, the later stage of foundation building is comparable to the great consummation of foundation building.

The spirit of the soul has been completed, and it has really broken through the foundation building period, which is comparable to the ancestor in the early stage of the Yudan.

At this point, it seems that there is really nothing left to cultivate except to break through the knot pill.

But Zhou Nan didn't stop, and still practiced over and over again. It's not enough to just have the ability and supernatural powers, if you can't temper the strength into your own instinct, then you will really drag your feet when you fight!

The Evil King's Mausoleum and his entourage made his strength more than double. With such great progress, if we can't adapt as soon as possible, we will waste the opportunity to make a big difference. Even Zhou Nan himself will not, and he is unwilling to forgive himself.

You can complain, you can complain about yourself, but you can't waste your hard-won opportunities.

Otherwise, if you really do this kind of thing, you will be thundered by the sky. Even death will not atone for his sins.

Therefore, a waste of time, a waste of opportunities, a waste of life, things like Zhou Nan were strictly blocked out of the door by Zhou Nan. Don't dare to leave a single gap, let them have a chance.

And this kind of practice is very necessary for an immortal cultivator, an immortal cultivator who is strict with himself.

After a long period of perseverance, Zhou Nan withstood great boredom, and finally spent another half a year to familiarize himself with all the supernatural powers. And according to their own situation, they have developed a reasonable and excellent battle mode with their own hands.

It has formed its own style, formed its own characteristics, and brought its own strength to the greatest extent.

Before Zhou Nan had time to celebrate, a small trouble found him again.

He, the resources in the storage bag, persevered until today, and finally officially announced that it was out of steam.

Flipping through it again, looking at the empty storage bag, Zhou Nan smiled bitterly.

He couldn't have imagined that in just over a year, from Shacheng to the Evil King's Mausoleum, from the Evil King's Mausoleum to the Western Wilderness, the road had not yet been completed, and the resources he had filled dozens of storage bags were really used up. There is nothing left but storage bags.

Although there is no shortage of lavish waste during the period, the necessary consumption is really too great. is such a result, coming here, and it is also the result of Zhou Nan's frugality as much as possible. Otherwise, this trouble might have found him sooner.

After using up the resources, even the food, spirit stones, and pills were swept away. Touching his somewhat hungry stomach, Zhou Nan gritted his teeth and waved his fist fiercely, mobilizing the mana of his whole body, sealing his hunger, and forcibly opening the valley.

Under normal circumstances, unless necessary, Zhou Nan is really reluctant to take the road of Bigu.

After all, with resources and all this, it is good to torture himself in an end-to-end manner, this kind of brain-dead thing, Zhou Nan really can't do it.

Cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals, practicing the path of immortals, although there will definitely be a lot of changes, so that their lives deviate from the original path. But as long as you haven't really cultivated into a true immortal, then you are still a person.

Therefore, it is really unnecessary to suppress one's seven emotions and six desires, physiological instincts, Zhou Nan thinks. (To be continued......)