Way of Choices

Although the fluctuation is very weak, it is very clear, and it is definitely the fluctuation of the real element!

What does this mean? This shows that the meridian of the folded sleeve has been connected. Although it cannot be said to be completely repaired, at least the true element can slowly flow inside, and as soon as the true element begins to flow, the self-repair process of the meridian will be accelerated numerous times. , Where it still takes three years, maybe even thirty days is not needed, and that meridian can be restored as before!

"What's going on?" Chen Changsheng thought in surprise, looking at the folded sleeve.

His eyes met, he knew he had already noticed the recovery of the meridians. It has nothing to do with the treatment, it has nothing to do with the elixir, it is countless times less than the pre-estimated time, so it can only be said that this is done by folding his sleeves. The question is how did he do it?

"Pain." Folded sleeves looked into his eyes and said, "It can stimulate vitality. The greater the pain, the more vitality it can excite, as long as you can bear that pain clearly."

Chen Changsheng was shocked and could not speak for a long time.

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Late at night, the lights in the National College of Education gradually went out, and the starlight in the other garden became brighter. Standing in front of the window, Chen Changsheng looked at the silver lake and said nothing. If he put it in peacetime, he would have fallen asleep at this time, but not today, the fierce will shown by the folded sleeves made him vaguely understand something.

He sat cross-legged in front of the window, began to meditate, and then entered the scabbard. Unlike in the past, this time he did not divide a ray of consciousness into the scabbard, but sent all the consciousness into the scabbard. He knew this was a very dangerous thing, and he would suffer a lot of pain, And if the consciousness was shattered by the phantom of the black stone, he was very likely to be seriously injured.

But he didn't want to wait any longer, he had to enter Zhou Yuan to take a look.

The scabbard is called Zangfeng, and the countless sharp swords in it form a dangerous sea. In the past, when a ray of his **** knew this sword sea, it would cause storms and stormy waves, not to mention that he sent all the gods in today. stand up.

Very painful, really painful, his mind kept breaking through the mountain-like giant waves, or sinking into the cold seabed, I do not know how long it took, and finally successfully reached the other side of the Jianhai again, saw The phantom of the black stele.

This seems simple, but in fact it is extremely dangerous. If it weren't for his consciousness, he had just been washed by that drop of tea tonight, and it was more agile and vital than before, or would have been directly swallowed by this piece of Wang Yang halfway through.

Even so, he almost gave up on the way because of the pain, but just before he was ready to give up, he remembered the folded sleeves and the picture when he held the umbrella of Wan Jian at the top of Zhou Ling and supported the falling sky. Clenched his teeth and propped up.

It was all of his consciousness that arrived on the other side of the Jianhai tonight.

So it can be understood that he came to the other side of Jianhai and stood in front of the black stone tablet.

When his eyes fell on the phantom of the black stone tablet, the consciousness also fell.

The last time, his consciousness was able to penetrate the dark stone stele, but he could not pass through, so he only vaguely saw some pictures in the back. This was also the case at this time. He saw some dusky Muyu cliffs, the hillside forest that had been ruined, the dry lakes that seemed to be scarred, and the grassland.

The grassland seemed lifeless. The green reeds and the white frost grass were like large stains, cut by the ravine formed by the ground fissure.

Just when he thought that the monsters had fled from the grassland and did not know where to go, he suddenly found a large black spot in the northwest, and his mind moved slightly, and he came to the sky there.

On the grassland, at least tens of thousands of monsters are slowly advancing towards the tomb in the distance.

They bowed their heads, panting, drooling at the corners of their mouths, and the wounds on their bodies were rotting, and they looked like they would die at any time.

Suddenly, the black beast tide stopped, and a hill-like figure slowly stood up. It was the huge fallen mountain hawk, looking towards the sky.

Tens of thousands of monster beasts looked at the sky with their eyes, and they felt like there was something watching them, but they saw nothing.

I don’t know how long it has passed. The eyes of the monsters are desperate and whimpering painfully. If the **** really looks down on himself in the sky, why don’t he come to save us? Are we in desperation?

The monsters have not gone mad because of despair, because those monsters who have gone crazy have killed each other in these past days, and now the remaining monsters have been exhausted to the extreme, have given up hope of survival, just want to return Go to the place where the generations live, and then fall asleep with the owner in the mausoleum.

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Chen Changsheng took his gaze back and looked at the surface of the black stone tablet.

There is no difference between the phantom of the black stone monument and the black stone monument, but there is no entity, and it is a true full projection.

He looked at the complicated lines on the tablet, thinking about how to pass.

If these lines fall in the eyes of ordinary people, it is the Heavenly Book, which can't be understood at all, and it is impossible to analyze any rules from it, because this black stone monument is originally the Heavenly Book Tablet.

Chen Changsheng has seen many celestial monuments, and he is very familiar with the lines on the surface of the monument. He knows how he should look.

His eyes fell between the lines, and he moved with it, as if he had returned to the stele in the Heavenly Book, sitting under the tree for countless days and nights.

Those lines are the trajectories of the stars' movements, and the source or representation of all the changes in fate. He seems to have returned to the wilderness north of Tianliang County, looking up at the starry sky by the creek.

That was the first day after Su Lichuan passed his Huijian.

He knows his calculation and deduction ability is not enough to master Hui Jian, so he uses other methods.

He used the method of Jie Tianshu monument to display Huijian, even Su Li, probably did not expect him to be able to do such a thing.

So now, he wants to reverse all this. He has to use Huijian to unlock the Tianshu stele, not the understanding of the Taoist tomb in Tianshu mausoleum, but to crack it.

He wants to find passages in these lines on the surface of the black stele, to find the kingdom of God through the trajectory of the stars, to see the truth in the fate of nothingness, and then to break it with a sword.

Not knowing how long it took, he closed his eyes.

Not knowing how long it had passed, he opened his eyes and thrust a sword at the surface of the black stone.

His consciousness is now in the scabbard, and his body is outside the scabbard.

His sword is in the sheath, but not in the sheath.

But when he came out with the sword, the Wujin Sword came in his arms, and he held it in his hand.

The scaleless sword broke through the sky and landed on the black stone monument. The sting was clearly the intersection of several lines. However, for some reason, the sword front and the monument fell into a blank space.

A crackling sound sounded as if a bubble on the pond had been trampled by a naughty frog.

With a bang, the sword-like ocean behind him set off a huge wave.

The surface of the black stele in front of him suddenly faded, and then turned into a pure white.

That is light.

It is also the sky.

He retracted his gaze to the sky, looked down at the surrounding grasslands, saw the three mountains in the distance, and saw the weedy grass in the wilderness.

A cold wind screamed and lifted the coat.

This is Zhou Yuan.

He stood at the place where Zhouyuan was closest to the sky, and also the place farthest from the ground.

He is standing on top of Zhou Ling.

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The early morning in the National College of Education is no longer as quiet as before. The other garden is a little better. He folds his sleeves to lie in bed to recuperate. Although Tang Sanshi is much harder than before, he cannot get up at five. Xuanyuan Po walked around from the kitchen on the other side of the lake and came to the front of the small building, shouting at a window upstairs: "Chen Changsheng, come down to eat."

He had seen clearly on the lake side earlier, and Chen Changsheng was right in front of the window, so he knew that it was already five o'clock, and the National Education College never needed time-keeping equipment, just Chen Changsheng.

No one answered in that window.

Xuan Yuanbo waved the fat blue lobster in his hand and shouted: "This oiled hot pepper with white noodle buns is delicious. I reserved one for you. Hurry down, otherwise Tang 36 will listen. , And we have to grab it again."

Still no one answered.

Xuanyuan broke a little dull, Bangbang Bangbang ran upstairs, pushed open the door of Chen Changsheng, said: "It doesn't take so long to brush your teeth."

No one answered, because there was no one in the room, the windows were open, and the morning wind blew in, lifting the corner of the sheets.

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Chen Changsheng looked at the scaleless sword in his right hand and confirmed that the sword was real.

Then he confirmed that he was real.

So this means that he really entered Zhou Yuan, or in other words, he found Zhou Yuan again.

The ghost image of the black stone monument now seems to be the road to Zhoutong, and the body of the black stone monument should be the key to Zhou Yuan.

He remembers clearly that when he left Zhou Yuan, the sky was falling apart.

Among the small worlds discovered by humans, Zhou Yuan is the most stable and the largest, but after all it is space debris, which is naturally not as strong as the original world. Therefore, whether he or Zhu Luo and Mei Lisha outside Hanqiu City thought that Zhou Yuan must have been destroyed. Who would have thought that Zhou Yuan still exists, and the rules have been re-established, but the difficulties have really stabilized.

......But, great changes have taken place.

It wasn't long before he left Zhou Yuan, certainly not half a year, but Zhou Yuan has become very different.

This world has become a lot of barrenness and a lot of ruin. It may be the disaster that turned upside down, the ground is full of cracks, the water in the sea of ​​grass has become very muddy, and the distant cliffs are full of signs of collapse, The mountain springs have dried up, and many small lakes have also dried up. The ground looks like a desolation, the blue woods are covered with dust, and it looks very desolate.

In the sea of ​​grass, we can no longer hear the tweets of those insects. The grass roots are almost dying. Naturally, we can't see the fish. With sight and everywhere, only a few fish turned their belly and spit bubbles weakly.

Even the sun in the sky, or halo, is now a bit dim.

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