In the center of Linghu Lake, Qingyunju.

After Yunfeng left the Foreign Affairs Hall, he returned to his residence in the middle of the lake to try to operate the exercises.

Although it is not clear whether it is the same as before and whether it will cause discomfort, you have to try it anyway!

"The Chaos Ruins Abyss, dark and ignorant, the terrifying and vast, and all things are clear."

The sixteen-character mantra was expressed, and Yun Feng felt dizzy and drowsy.

The inner spiritual power flowed irregularly in his dense spiritual veins, making Yun Feng feel itchy and restless all over his body.

"Everything comes from the void, does not grow in the bright light, does not descend into the darkness, there is no heaven and earth, and it has remained since ancient times..."

As the movement of everything and the vanishing moments turned, Yun Feng felt more sleepy, and even his eyes were dark, and a black shadow-like illusion gradually appeared in front of him.

Yunfeng gritted his teeth, simply closed his eyes, and kept warning himself to persevere.

"The shapeless shape, the image without image, the way without way, the source without source, the existence without existence..."

Twenty words, just the beginning sentence of the third chapter of Wanxiang Yanxu, made Yun Feng's spiritual consciousness roar and buzz inside the sea of ​​consciousness.

Yunfeng's spiritual vein is perfect, and the immortal treasure is vast and magnificent, but even so, he still felt the severe pain of swelling in his body. The spiritual energy was extremely crazy and the pain was as good as when he absorbed external spirits.

Gradually, Yunfeng's world lost its perception and could not even detect its breath.

No sight, no hearing, no smell, no smell, no touch...

It's like being isolated by the world, quiet and helpless.

The inner spirits are like rivers and seas surging, and the riots are getting more and more violent under the operation of all things.

Expansion, severe pain, tear, all kinds of pain swarmed in, endless, and tiredness had long been covered by pain.

His eyes were bloodshot, his veins swelled up, and the corners of Yunfeng's mouth were red, but he had reached this point, so how could he be willing to give up!

Never give up until - suffocating.

In the last paragraph, Yunfeng didn't know if he had successfully recited it, because he could not see the sound or even hear his thoughts.

Without breathing, there was no trace of spiritual energy in the body. The blood stopped flowing and the heart stopped pulsing.

I can't feel anything, and the world is dead silent.

He might want to ask himself: "Die?"

Maybe I want to shout: "It's not over yet!"

Perhaps, I am missing the lost emotions, looking back on my short life, and fantasizing about the endless future.

But more, probably, are unyielding, stubborn, crazy instincts - "Married... Chaos... Ruins... Abyss... Dark... No... Bright... Bloom... Bloom... Elephant... Zhao... Clear..."

It is as dark as the night, and chaos as ink.

This world is like an abyss, and it seems that there has never been light in eternity.

The darkness is endless and boundless, and I don’t know when... a young man comes to the chaos.

The boy's lips moved, his expression was tired, his limbs were weak, and he was just walking towards the darkness like a walking corpse.

There is no starting point, no ending path, and walking alone in chaos...

"The Chaos Ruins Abyss, dark and ignorant, the terrifying and floating world, and everything is clear..."

A sound without any emotion sounded in this chaos, perhaps because it was too deadly here, the whispering sound actually spread throughout the chaos.

The boy murmured and kept moving forward, not knowing where, not knowing the years, until a scattered chaos exploded...

It was a loud noise that exploded from the depths of the boy's heart, which even made his five senses of silence gradually recover.

"It hurts...it hurts...it hurts..." Yun Feng, who had recovered his five senses, felt the first pain.

However, the next moment, he was shocked.

In endless chaos, in the boundless darkness, a ball of light exploded!

It was like a stone falling into the water in the bowl, and the whole chaos was incessant!

Yun Feng tried to open his bloated eyes and stared at this magnificent and magnificent scene through his bloodshot eyes.

The magnificent wave of chaos came, the whole space was shaking violently, and the chaotic wind swept by. Yun Feng had to close his eyes in fear.

However, the moment I opened my eyes again - it was decorated with thousands of stars, and the vast vast world filled with brilliance!

“Good…so beautiful…”

Nothing is more stunning than this scene. The so-called Chaos Ruins... The so-called dark and ignorant... The so-called Hongmeng floating world! The so-called all things are clear!

All the pain has been forgotten, and anyone will forget himself in front of this scene.

The vast universe is like gems ornaments, and the silver-white river that runs across the view is like someone's casual writing. The brilliance of each star covers the entire vast chaos.

Chaos are like canvas, and everything is like a pen to paint.

The pen walks around the dragon, and writes about stars and railings; the wonderful pen brings flowers, and draws about colorful colors!

Yun Feng was fascinated by the sight and gradually became intoxicated and could not extricate himself.

Time flows, but it seems to stagnate, until Yunfeng's immortal treasures have undergone earth-shaking changes.

The black fog and white fog rise, turning into a vast sky.

The gray matter settles and condenses into a vast earth.

Mountains, rivers, flowers, plants and trees appeared one by one, and the originally indescribable fog fairy tunnel turned into a whole world.

However, before Yun Feng could look inside carefully, the whole body gradually became blurred.

Chaos came, and Yun Feng suddenly opened his eyes. It was already late at night.

"Isn't been injured, is it an illusion?" Yun Feng looked at his body and said in confusion.

Only then did he suddenly notice that someone was sleeping on his tranquil side of the bed.

"Sister Yan, Sister Yan!" Yun Feng shouted.

Mu Yan rubbed her sleepy eyes and said "um" tiredly.

"Sister Yan, why did you sleep in my room?" Yun Feng said in confusion.

"Huh~ You're finally awake!" Mu Yan said with a sigh of relief.

"Finally? What does this mean?"

"You have been in meditation for three days, and you skipped class the next day after school. Master Mo came over and saw that you had some sudden enlightenment in your practice and entered the so-called "forgetting dust". It is not advisable to disturb you, so you did not wake up." Mu Yan explained.

Yun Feng was stunned. With just such a dazed skill, he actually entered a state of meditation for three days?

"Sister Yan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you, I've been trying to keep you here and you can't rest well." Yun Feng apologized.

Mu Yan waved his hand and responded casually: "It's not too hard, it's not too hard, it's all my family, so what's the trouble? It was originally supposed to be from the sand yesterday, but this guy went to bed again in the morning's literary class. It happened that he had passed the martial arts class in the afternoon in advance, so he was punished by Master Mo to face the wall, so I had to come for him instead."

This is why Mu Yan was sleepy. Her practice during the day could not consume much spiritual consciousness, but she had not slept for two consecutive nights, so she would fall asleep next to Yunfeng's bed tonight.

Kuangsha didn't deliberately try to avoid the vigil, but he was not very conscious and angered Master Mo for three consecutive days, but he was only three things. No one could save him.

Qing'er's foundation is too poor and she still has to practice hard, so she can only stay at home every night.

Yun Feng apologized repeatedly, but Mu Yan really didn't care.

"It doesn't matter if you say it. There is still some time before dawn. You have a good rest and I'll go back to sleep." Mu Yan didn't ask Yun Feng what he had learned, and after that, he turned around and left.

After Mu Yan left, Yun Feng began to carefully savor previous insights.

Yun Feng subconsciously looked at the immortal treasure inside. Although the result did not surprise him, it was still shocking enough.

It was an extremely vast, flat and large piece. If compared with the present world, it would be at least half a small Yuezhou.

The Great 6 is separated from the middle, half of the day and half of the night, which is supposed to be the evolution of black fog and white fog.

"Sure enough, since it is not a dream, the results of cultivation must have been brought out." Yun Feng was in a happy mood, because the changes in the Immortal Clan brought him not only a more magnificent and changeable inner spirit power, but also perfectly suited his use of his physique to practice different techniques and accommodate various Immortal Clans.

This was the luckiest time he had in his life. This state of forgetting the world alone was enough to match all the achievements he had made since he created the immortal treasure.

It's just the price, it's almost life.

"It's so terrible. At that time, I felt that not only my body was no longer mine, but my spiritual consciousness was completely silent, and I almost couldn't wake up." Yun Feng covered his chest and was afraid. This was the closest he had to die. The silent fear was much more terrifying than all the dangers he encountered.

"Uhhhh!"

However, as soon as I thought of the scene opened by Hongmeng, Yun Feng felt a stinging pain.

"What's going on?" Yun Feng stopped visualizing and saw the sea of ​​consciousness inside, but what he saw was a vast ocean of lost luster!

His spiritual attainments are not low. After all, whether it is the internal spirit operation, the perception method of Tian Yinjuan, or the virtual refining technique when refining weapons, these are all extremely consuming actions.

Yun Feng didn't know how to cultivate his spiritual consciousness, so he had to use up his spiritual consciousness like he was training his physical body, and he would always consume it, so that he could have an ordinary sea of ​​consciousness.

But now, this vast sea of ​​consciousness has expanded dozens of times, but there is only a few spiritual consciousnesses left in it, so it looks a little dim.

"Is it that one..." Yun Feng thought that it must have witnessed the amazing scene, but Fang Yi thought of that scene and felt a split headache.

Yun Feng covered his head and kept murmuring: "Don't you want to, don't you want to, don't you want to, don't you want to, don't you want to..." This gave up the idea of ​​continuing to visualize.

After he breathed a sigh of relief, he had to lie down on the bed. It was not long before dawn, and if he didn't sleep, he would recover his spiritual consciousness. It would be difficult to get a job tomorrow morning.
To be continued...