The Elysium Across Deep Space Chapter 427: Self-seeking

From the current stage, the level of the supreme treasure is higher than that of all practitioners. Otherwise, the transcendence will not be afraid of feathering flags, human swords, etc.

The words of the round-faced girl confirmed Wang Xuan's speculation that there is still a big realm that the living beings themselves cannot reach, and can only look at the deep universe and sigh.

"The level of the treasure is the crystallization of a mythical civilization. For example, the supreme rule of transforming the immortal world - the Old Testament, for the firewood to be the fire, burning the text of the scriptures contained in the endless classics of the extraordinary civilization, it is possible to breed the treasure."

However, not all mythical civilizations can leave behind the crystallization of their hearts and minds, and more often end in failure.

According to speculation, up to now, in the long night of eternity, a total of more than a dozen mythical civilizations have appeared, each of which is not very long, leaving only four or five treasures.

"The sixth great realm, which is the last realm, is called Yudao." The round-faced girl reminded that in the spiritual world adjacent to the exotic outer space, that civilization once cast the Yudao flag, but it is suspected of falling apart. Well, that treasure is gone. .

Wang Xuan showed a strange look. Each realm had a similar name to the treasure, which was interesting. He asked, "Could it be that there is another treasure corresponding to Mutian?"

"It is reported that there used to be a mirror called the Mutian Mirror." The ghost monk told Wang Xuan, who was startled, is there really such a thing? !

The round-faced girl was a little happy even when she was serious, with a small round face and big eyes, she said, "However, some people say that it is still one line away from the treasure, and some people say that it is broken. There is no corresponding treasure in the great realm of heaven."

"Are there any clues to prove that the Mutianjing once existed?" Wang Xuan wanted to find out its whereabouts.

"It's been disabled a long time ago, and I can't find it all. There is a high probability that only Zhang Daoling has a small piece of broken mirror in his hand." Xiao Baihu said.

When Wang Xuan heard this, he was a little taken aback, and he also understood why Lao Zhang always held a rusty broken mirror. Big!

After thinking about it, he asked: "Our extraordinary civilization is coming to an end. Will it give birth to treasures and leave behind the crystallization of mythology?"

The ghost monk nodded and said: "Of course, any civilization wants to leave its own traces before it is destroyed, proving that it once existed, but it is difficult. Most civilizations have failed."

According to what he said, before the curtain went out, when the light returned, it was the time to refine the treasure, and he also mentioned the Old Testament, which was related to it.

"Before the myth died out, the Old Testament turned into the firewood of the road and the fire of civilization, which could leave traces of our civilization and breed great treasures."

Speaking of which, the round-faced girls are a little embarrassed. These powerful immortals will eventually die in the future. No one can live for a long time. That is to say, the treasure can prove that they existed.

"I'm a little confident, if I find a way out, a new myth will soon be created?" Wang Xuan said.

"Is there any way out? Even Fairy Fang reached this height in the last years of the mythology. Even she can't do anything about it. She can't see any hope. Are you looking for it?"

When it comes to this, the round-faced girl is indifferent, and the ghost monk is similar, and she has no energy. Although the two knew that Wang Xuan was extraordinary, it was too late after all. Now that he has not reached the level of Xiaoyaoyou, it is too late.

The round-faced girl said: "It's a pity, you were born in the wrong era, a tiger cub with great potential. Although he has the qualifications of a beast king, he has no time to grow up."

"I suspect you are scolding me." Wang Xuan looked at her.

"Why did I scold you?" The round-faced girl glared at him.

"You are a tigress, why do you call me a cub?" Wang Xuan questioned.

"Ow..." The little white tiger was extremely angry, behind her girl, a white tiger phantom appeared, pretending to be fierce, showing its teeth and claws.

Wang Xuan stretched out his hand and directly pulled her small round face aside, and then pressed the white tiger dharma body to dim it, preventing it from calling out, making it too noisy.

Huang Ming is here again. He originally wanted to add water and greet him in person, but after seeing this scene, he ran away quickly, so don't get involved, for fear of being silenced by the Demon Lord's first trusted confidant, Lord Baihu.

"You dare to do anything to me?" The round-faced girl was furious, looking like she was going to get angry and clean up Wang Xuan.

The ghost monk kindly reminded him and said, "In this world, you can't beat him now."

Wang Xuan went downstairs humming a little tune, in a happy mood, the round-faced girl behind was extremely angry, but he really couldn't beat him, so he could only stare.

Walking through the rain screen and seeing the potholes and ruins on the long street, Wang Xuan's heart became heavy again. With extraordinary means, he almost shrank the ground into an inch, walked out of Ancheng and returned to Qingmu's manor. Seriously, time to start working hard.

Starting tonight, he will adjust himself, whether physically or mentally, to reach the perfect field of flawless perfection, and within two days at the latest, he will have to go to the ethereal land.

"Strive to shake you all down!"

This night, he sat still, all the battles in his mind came to mind, in order to touch himself and understand the way of higher planes.

Even, early in the morning, he went out again, watching the traces of battle left outside Ancheng in the pattering light rain.

For the next two days, Fang Yuzhu, the demon master, Zhang Daoling, and others were full of dharmas and magical powers during battle.

"If you think too much, it's useless to look too far. I'd better use my feet to measure my own path!"

In the middle of the night, Wang Xuan was empty in body and mind, ready to go on the road. For his personal safety, the environment in the last years of the Shinhwa is getting worse and worse, and he needs strong strength to change all this!

Wang Xuan has never paid more attention to it than he is now. Before, when he was almost ready, he went straight to the place of nothingness. This time he is eager to succeed and does not allow failure. The main reason is that the pressure is too great, so he pays great attention to details. To be perfect.

"What is that?" When his mind and body were at their most empty, his primordial spirit glowed like a beacon in the dark night, illuminating the road ahead. At the same time, he also saw the light in the distance.

It is looming, there is a blood-colored chain, spreading from the depths of the endless darkness, to approach him, is this to lock his soul?

He frowned, watching the blood-colored chain approaching, emitting a faint light, and he was very uneasy, the chain was going to lock him and take him away.

At this time, he broke out in a cold sweat, which was like a terrible nightmare. He was very awake, but his body seemed to not obey, and there was no way to change anything.

However, after the blood-colored chain approached him, it began to break from the tip, burned, and faded, and it was not able to approach completely.

"Huh?" Wang Xuan was surprised and opened his eyes, what were those just now?

He meditated again, and in the most vacant state, he felt again, in the endless darkness in the distance, like a pair of scarlet eyes peeping, a blood dripping chain, slowly approaching him, wanting to put his Soul locked away.

In the other direction, there was a hazy light, and two shadows were chanting the scriptures. At first, it was a faint voice, and then a grand sound of the sky turned into an invisible force, cutting off the chain of dripping blood, making it impossible to approach.

Beyond the endless void, in the darkness, there are two groups of lights, the mysterious shadow of the person who locked him with a chain of drops of blood? The people who chanted the scriptures, which man and woman?

Wang Xuan was startled. He thought the matter was over for a while, but he never thought that the danger would never go away, it was always there, those scarlet eyes were too terrifying.

"What's wrong with you? How can you break through in this state?" Chen Yongjie was surprised and helped him protect the law, but found that he was in a cold sweat.

"I sensed something, somewhere, like someone who came from an endless and distant land, and it will be detrimental to me!" Wang Xuan described that state.

"Curse!"

"Ancient Spell!"

The two spoke almost at the same time, thinking of the records in the ancient books, that those with extraordinary talents and beings who break the limit can sometimes capture factors that are unfavorable to them when they are in the most vacant state.

In that kind of emptiness, what Wang Xuan saw and heard was very real, but it was not the shadow he saw, but the means to detect him, which was an extremely powerful ancient mantra.

"He did it and cursed me?"

"That pair of shadow Taoist companions did the same thing and cast another ancient spell to help you resolve it."

After thinking about it, the two figured out the truth.

"No wonder the two of them told me not to run around recently, the curse that the shadow casts on me has not been completely resolved!"

Wang Xuan's face was gloomy, and his mood was suddenly not so good. He really wanted to kill that mysterious man. He was so domineering that he was everywhere.

He stopped, very serious, thinking about whether it would have any adverse effects to break through in this state.

"If there wasn't that man and woman, I might have been harmed..." Wang Xuan was shocked and angry, and he was repeatedly harvested as leeks, which really made him feel angry.

In the eyes of that person, he is a prey, a small herbivorous beast with no danger, ready to raise a butcher knife to kill it at any time.

"Calm down, the best counterattack against him is that I keep getting stronger, he can't help me, and he will be killed by me sooner or later!"

Wang Xuan reminded himself, don't be anxious, don't be afraid, the road ahead is going down step by step, at least in this world, time is on his side!

He calmed down, and at the same time felt more and more that breaking the limit was extremely important. In a state of emptiness, he was able to discover the powerful malice in the dark!

Old Chen said: "I'm afraid it's not just as simple as breaking the limit, there should also be the factor of the spiritual eye, which is originally related to the perception and intuition of the primordial spirit, this kind of eye is too special!"

Wang Xuan nodded.

"The spirit, the inner self, can detect the threats beyond endless time and space, and can be alert to distill the external danger factors."

Non-tenth-sentence-breaking spiritual eyes can't perceive these at all. In the past, he didn't pay attention to these things, but now he feels that it is very necessary to constantly explore and seek within me.

After waiting for a few more days, Wang Xuan's mind was empty again, and he found that the chain of dripping blood was faint and blurred, and it was about to completely dissipate.

And in the dark ~IndoMTL.com~ endless distance, those scarlet eyes began to slowly close.

"No, why is there a golden light rising up, very bright in the dark, showing golden eyes, very cold, very vicious, who is this? already?"

Wang Xuan's face is ugly. Are there so many secret threats?

Until the next day, his hair stood on end, and he felt that the golden light was infinitely approaching. He sent a sound transmission, Lao Chen, and left immediately, and then he stared and looked at it, and he also ran away decisively.

At this time, he actually felt like the end of the world was coming.

Boom!

A big screen appeared on the spot, a gap opened, and his house was swallowed up. A strong man suddenly attacked and wanted to drag him into the fairyland.

Wang Xuan stood in the distance, his eyes were deep, the danger was never far away, it was always there, he had a murderous look on his face, eager to give them the strongest counterattack.

On that day, when he begged for himself again, he found that it was finally quiet, and there were no terrifying eyes prying into the darkness for the time being.

This time, he no longer had any hesitation. Taking advantage of this short quiet moment, he rushed directly to the misty land to go to the pass. Chen Yongjie and Aoki help him protect the law.

"The eleventh paragraph, the most cutting-edge field of mythology at present, belongs to the taboo place in the theory. It is unknown how many people have ever established a foothold, perhaps never, I... here!"

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