Mortal's journey to immortality

The space shrank rapidly. In less than two hours, it changed from a hundred miles to twenty feet. From then on, it slowly approached him like a snail.

As the space shrinks, the red light changes from bright red, delicate red, blood red to the current solidified red, frozen deep red.

Red spears as thin and sharp as needles were squeezed together in three layers inside and outside, seemingly in disorder but extremely regular. They were constantly collapsing and reorganizing in all directions, ten feet away from him, and each time they collapsed and reorganized, they would be a little smaller than the previous one.

A violent and sharp breath as sharp as a knife that could pierce through everything rushed towards him.

Wang Lu had already released the Kuiniu black light to deal with it.

But the shiny black light wrapped him tightly, making it watertight and unbreakable.

But as the soldiers with increasingly smaller red guns approached the city, the seemingly endlessly flowing black light paused slightly.

The old monk sank into the still water outside the formation and watched. The maximum distance of this formation was fifteen meters.

When the distance reaches fifteen feet, all the needle spears in the sky will be launched at the same time, covering the sky and the sun, and swarming in.

At this moment, the flying spears seemed to have caused a slight flaw in this man's magical power, but this was only his power of strength, and he had not used even a little bit of his cultivation.

He was worried that the other party still had a dying counterattack in his hand, and that it would be a loss for him if he was sure to win.

To be honest, he had never expected that the "blue stone" would cause such serious injuries to Wang Lu, a powerful master of both magic and martial arts. No wonder no one from their secret clan had taken the blue stone in more than three million years.

What puzzled him was what the bluestone was actually used for.

Similarly, Wang Lu sensed from the very beginning that a pair of invisible eyes were watching him.

In order to lure it out, he deliberately took out the bluestone that he had obtained at great risk and examined it carefully.

The effect was very good, and the fanaticism and greed in those eyes flashed by.

This nameless red spear formation is indeed very powerful, with an indestructible sharpness. His strength can indeed defend against it, but if he does so, how can he catch the fish?

He could only pretend to be arrogant and indifferent, and then deliberately make the black light of Kuiniu appear unable to bear it.

As for the authenticity of his injury, no one would know unless they faced each other head-on.

Wang Lu understood that the reason why the other party was still standing by and watching was because he was unsure of the severity of his injuries and the magic he had not yet used.

After all, a powerful person at the supreme level who practices both magic and martial arts must be treated with caution no matter how badly he is injured.

As time passed, the movement of Kuiniu's black light had experienced short and continuous pauses.

Wang Lu had beads of sweat on his forehead and his face was a little pale, but he gritted his teeth and persisted.

The red spears in the sky had come to a position sixteen feet away from him, with only one foot left to the limit.

You can't pretend anymore. If you continue, it will be too much and the other party will definitely see through you.

Wang Lu exerted his magical powers, and a force as strong as a stream of water merged into the Kuiniu black light.

"Bang", the black light seemed to have taken a tonic pill, and it burst into a dazzling black light.

With the help of magic power, everything recovered in an instant.

At the same time, a blush flashed across his cheek.

Although the red was as fast as lightning, it still could not escape the old monk's sharp eyes.

Seeing this, he felt relieved.

Although your dual cultivation of magic and martial arts enabled you to withstand the fierce momentum of the spears, your injuries were serious, so you were forced to use your magic power to repair the black light of the force, which temporarily allowed you to withstand the pressure of this formation.

Hehe, you know, this is far from its true power, less than one thousandth of it. It will become more and more violent and sharp, and your magic power will drop like a waterfall.

The old monk was dressed in a dull yellow monk's robe, and a string of thirty-six pure golden Buddhist beads hung around his neck. His whole body was bathed in a clear golden light, looking like a high-level monk, majestic and solemn.

The different numbers of Buddhist prayer beads represent different meanings. It does not mean that the more beads there are, the higher the status or Buddhist teachings. It all depends on your own preferences.

However, hidden in this is also his own understanding of Buddhism.

Most Buddhist disciples wear a string of seventy-two beads, which represent the seventy-two Earthly Gangs.

Thirty-six means thirty-six celestial beings. For example, the thirty-six heavenly thunders far exceed the seventy-two earthly thunders, which are ten thousand times or even a hundred thousand times more than them.

Of course, there are also some mutated thunders whose power is no less than the Thirty-Six Thunders in the Sky.

The old monk had a very high opinion of himself, and his thirty-six prayer beads had risen to the realm of "heaven".

Judging from his cultivation and strength, he is indeed worthy of the title of "Tian Gang".

Take your time, there’s no rush, the old monk said with a calm look in his eyes.

There is still one hour left before he can kill Wang Lu and take the bluestone.

Song Fengyu rushed forward at a speed of two thousand feet per breath.

An hour passed and the passage was filled with green light, with no end in sight.

Two hours, three hours, four hours, the same thing happened.

After four and a half hours, from a distance, a red building that was rapidly growing and shrinking came into view.

Song Fengyu suddenly lowered his body and stopped.

What a weird building! Why does it change in size and size so constantly?

A hint of weirdness came towards him, but Song Fengyu didn't move at all, looking at it intently, as if trying to find something different.

Yes, as a grandmaster of weapon refining, what could be more interesting to him than such a mysterious building that can be large or small?

Half an hour later, Song Fengyu's body relaxed as if relieved.

The eyes can deceive people, and what you see may not be true.

This building has nothing to do with the Dao of Instruments, and it is not a physical object, but a formation, and it is a magical and powerful formation mixed with the Dao of Space.

In fact, he was able to see through the truth about the red building in a short period of time thanks to his practice.

At least he was outside, and Wang Lu only knew it after he entered.

Why can a magic weapon, a spiritual weapon, a magical treasure, a rare treasure, or a spiritual treasure shrink to the size of a speck of dust, and then become larger when used against an enemy, and be so freely retracted and expanded?

Isn’t this exactly one of the changes in the Avenue of Space!

In fact, every weapon refiner has invisibly come into contact with the avenue of space since they started refining weapons. It's just that this avenue of space is too weak and small, almost non-existent, so they subconsciously ignore it. They don't even know that they have already touched upon the mysterious avenue of space since the beginning of their weapon refining.

This was something they had not expected or even realized.

However, with the in-depth study of weapon refining and the rising level of the art of weapon refining, some extremely talented weapon refiners will slowly comprehend the subtle changes hidden in the way of weapons and the avenue of space.

But even though I understood it, problems still arose.

Could it be that, in order to reach the pinnacle of the Way of Instruments, one must also practice the Way of Space to a certain level?

As we all know, the Great Dao of Space is extremely difficult and profound. Can one really master the Great Dao of Space by relying only on the trace of the Great Dao of Space that is inherent in one's body and the Great Dao of Instruments?

Song Fengyu smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Although he was one of the best at understanding the changes in space in the art of weapons, he knew nothing about the principles and causes of how various "weapons" could grow or shrink, and he had no idea what they were.

Know how it is, but don’t know why it is so.