I, Shushan Juggernaut, signed in Jianzhong for a hundred years

Soon, this spiritual thought was almost undetectable by the Celestials.

After getting the information he wanted, he returned to the forbidden ancestral temple of the Celestial Human Race.

After a pause for a while, the owner of the voice spoke again dully.

"It turns out that [-] million years have passed since I fell asleep until now, which is an era. I didn't expect that it would take [-] million years for my current cultivation to wake up from a deep sleep. It seems that this body should change again. .”

If the Celestials from the outside world heard about it, they would be shocked.

In the main temple of the Forbidden Land, there actually exists an ancestor who has been asleep for an era.

I'm afraid that the current patriarch of the Celestial Clan and the Supreme Elder who has been in retreat have not lived for such a long time!

To be able to sleep for [-] million years and wake up again, what an ancient and eternal life!

But what happened in the fields and clan lands controlled by the Celestials and Humans.

But the owner of the voice was very upset.

"Looks like it's time for me to show up again. Today's Celestial Beings are already rotten within the clan, and they cannot be broken or established. My Celestial Ancestor must change the rules."

"I found a fairly good junior body. Although the concentration of blood in the body is not high, I can only borrow this body for a while."

A shadowless and invisible spiritual thought floated out of the ancestral temple of the Celestial Human Race again, and quickly floated to a place.

In front of a waterfall surrounded by mountains and rivers in the Tianren territory.

At this moment, a young celestial being is traveling with others.

The young Celestial Human race is wearing a white exercise suit, about 20 years old, with a slight smile on his fair and handsome face, and gentle eyes.

Beside him is a dignified and beautiful twenty-eight woman in a purple palace dress, who is also looking at the young Celestial Race with affection.

The two of them were talking one after another, and what was hidden in the words were their imaginations about the future.

Suddenly, a breeze suddenly blew across the waterfall.

The young Celestial-Human's eyes were dull, and he suddenly raised his head and looked to the far east.

After that, he flew towards the east without looking back, even leaving the beautiful woman beside him behind.

"Duo Kang, what's going on? Why didn't you speak suddenly?"

The woman in palace costume stood up with puzzled eyes and chased after her, thinking that something had happened.

But in the end, the young celestial-human named Duokang still ignored him, and instead flew towards the east more quickly.

"That's the direction of the ancestral temple, Duokang, what's wrong with you? That's a forbidden place, and it's not a place that our ordinary people can enter."

After discovering the direction in which Duokang's man was flying, the woman in palace costume panicked.

But no matter how he stopped, spoke and scolded, he still couldn't stop Duo Kang's footsteps.

After reaching the outskirts of the forbidden area, she could only watch Dokang enter the forbidden area with slightly disappointed and nervous eyes.

Because he had heard rumors from the elders of the family that ordinary Celestials and Humans should not enter the forbidden area without authorization, otherwise weird things would happen.

"Hope you're okay!"

The woman stomped her feet, not daring to enter this seemingly cruel and deserted forbidden area by herself, and then flew back to the clan to find someone.

An hour later.

The young Celestial Human came out of the ancestral temple, stretched out his right hand and stroked the non-existent beard on his chin, with an evil smile on his face.

It's just that the sense of vicissitudes polished by the years contained in the eyes of this celestial-human race named Duokang can't be eliminated no matter what.

"Hey, after all, this spiritual practice is too unfamiliar to me."

"I heard it earlier and thought it was some kind of spiritual power."

Yang Chen smiled embarrassedly.

"In the final analysis, spiritual power is one of the three treasures of spirit, energy and spirit of a cultivator. It still cannot exist and be controlled alone, and it is also related to the physique of the cultivator."

"The only one who can survive with spiritual power alone is the first-class ghost cultivator."

"And your current body, except for the silent power of the spiritual world, once you use your mental power rashly, it will be a dead end."

The silver-robed man's voice became a little serious, and he raised his finger to the courtyard in front of him, and a void blue light door appeared.

"All right."

"Although you have passed the first level of the psychological method by chance, there are still eight levels waiting for you. Each time is a test of life and death, and it will become more and more difficult."

"The experience of practice is a thing of the past. If you want to be strong, you have to look more at your will and spiritual world."

"Today, I will take you into the spiritual world to have a look, so that you can gain a better insight into the nature of this power!"

As he spoke, the silver-robed man stepped forward and entered the blue light gate first.

"Okay, I just want to see what kind of world is inside here."

Yang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and then stepped into the light gate.

The blue light curtain is like a layer of gauze, and what is wrapped in the gauze is another world.

After walking into the light gate, a certain energy and mind in his body seemed to fluctuate along with the light gate.

In the silent space filled with red light, a scarlet blood moon hangs in the sky, revealing a luster that is as weird and mysterious as human eyes.

Simultaneously.

The silver-robed man stretched out his hand like this, and stood faintly under the moonlight. Under his young and calm face, his eyes seemed to move silently with the moonlight.

"What kind of space is this?"

Yang Chen walked up to the silver-robed man in the bloody moonlight, and said curiously.

"This is the spiritual world of this small town?"

The silver-robed man said lightly, a scarlet light that couldn't be dispelled appeared in his calm eyes, like the red moon in the sky.

"The spiritual world in the small town?"

Yang Chen was slightly taken aback, and quickly looked around.

But only to find that there are real scenes covered by red moonlight everywhere around, and only a strange and mysterious red can be seen, and it is not clear what it is.

"That's right, ordinary people can't see the spiritual world of others at all."

Looking up at the red moon in the sky, and pointing his finger at the large red-shrouded ground ahead, the silver-robed man said slightly.

"But since you have practiced the invisible power now, then you try to mobilize the power of your spiritual world to see if you can integrate with this world."

"It should be known that it is difficult to perceive the illusion, and it is even more difficult to mobilize the illusion."

"This is also one of the lessons you will learn this month."

"It is extremely difficult for ordinary practitioners, even those who have just embarked on the journey of seeking immortality and spying on immortality, to enter this high-level world of power."

"So when one's own strength is still extremely low, how to enter this high latitude and the illusory world in the eyes of ordinary people is aura, the vitality of heaven and earth..."

What the silver-robed man said was mysterious and mysterious, every word seemed to be nonsense in the eyes of others.

But Yang Chen listened to it in his heart, his mind was running quickly, analyzing this space and the essence of his power.

He was lucky last night, entered his own spiritual world, and opened up his own spiritual candle.

What the silver-medal man said now should be to let him use the spiritual candlelight created last night to see the true nature of this space.

"To comprehend this world and use the power of the spiritual world?"

After pausing for a while, Yang Chen stabilized his mind, and as his thoughts shifted, a ray of candlelight flickered in his heart.

As this ray of candlelight began to flicker, Yang Chen's consciousness seemed to suddenly return to the space he visited last night.

On a floor about three to five meters wide, an orange candle was burning, surrounded by endless darkness.

"Let me see if I can spy on the blood moon space where the silver-robed man exists through the spiritual space."

"The power of the mind is illusory, but it is a real power that exists in a higher latitude."

Yang Chen carefully chewed the meaning contained in this sentence, on this floor that was only three to five meters in size, watching the flickering candlelight, his eyes gradually understood some truths.

"Take yourself as the center, and use the candlelight of your soul as the key to see through the world."

Soon, Yang Chen stretched out his hand towards the darkness outside the floor, and with a scream, he grabbed a large cloud of colored mist.

The mist in Yang Chen's hand was still wriggling, as if it was a living thing.

There were also some scratches and teeth bite marks on his palms, and there were dark blood dripping on the floor drop by drop.

Under the gentle and extremely mysterious power of the candlelight, the blood began to turn into a foul smell and spread around.

And when his hand stretched out of the candlelight range just now, it seemed that it was bitten by some kind of mysterious creature.

"In the spiritual world, anything is possible."

With a faint smile, Yang Chen grabbed the wriggling mist and imagined it with his mind.

The mist quickly turned into a pair of glasses demon king, appearing in his hands like a real entity.

Following him, he approached the direction of the candlelight and disappeared into this mysterious space again.

Yang Chen's consciousness returned to the real Red Moon space again, the meaning and time before and after have passed less than a second.

It's just different from before, a pair of black-rimmed glasses appeared on his face.

"Oh, are you out?"

"Since you are sure, come with me!"

Seeing Yang Chen's appearance, the silver-robed man smiled slightly.