Just as he was about to take a step, Shen Qingyi suddenly came to his senses.
Shen Qingyi came to his senses and looked over again. There was no longer any white world. Only a strange thing floating in the gray mist remained.
The dark brown wooden stick stood in the gray mist, looking badly damaged. Not only did it not look like a treasure, it might not even be as good-looking as a firewood stick in the kitchen.
Shen Qing looked around, but could not see anything. He was surrounded by gray mist.
After looking around in vain, Shen Qingyi looked at the inconspicuous wooden stick again.
Frowning slightly.
Shen Qing exhaled and slowly approached the inconspicuous wooden stick cautiously.
When he was only one step away from the wooden stick, Shen Qingyi finally stopped.
The wooden stick remained motionless, quietly staying in its original place.
Shen Qingyi slowly stretched out his hand, and when his index finger touched the rough wooden stick, the stick shook slightly.
Shen Qingyi immediately withdrew his hand and took a few steps back cautiously.
But after Shen Qingyi stepped back, the wooden stick became quiet again and stopped shaking.
Shen Qingyi calmed his wildly beating heart.
This was the first time Shen Qingyi faced such a strange scene alone.
All the scientific ideas of the previous life now seem to have no reasonable explanation under this strange wooden stick.
Shen Qingyi told himself that this was a world of cultivating immortals.
After a while, Shen Qingyi finally calmed down.
He gathered his courage again and walked towards the stick.
After all, in this space, it seems that only this wooden stick is somewhat special.
When the familiar rough feeling came from his fingertips again, Shen Qingyi felt the trembling of the wooden stick again.
Although this time it was not as strong as before, the vibration still came from the point of contact.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
“Bang, bang, bang!”
The faint trembling sound seemed to merge with Shen Qingyi's heartbeat unconsciously.
"Bang!"
Shen Qingyi's heart couldn't help but tremble.
Suddenly looking at the wooden stick, Shen Qingyi's eyes were filled with disbelief. She just...
Did you seem to sense the emotions of this wooden stick just now?
There's a certain kind of... sadness in the joy?
But how can a wooden stick have emotions?
Could it be that this inconspicuous wooden stick is one of those legendary magical tools in the world of immortal cultivation?
All kinds of doubts came to his mind, but Shen Qingyi could not get answers because of his lack of knowledge in this area.
However, Shen Qingyi did not feel any malice from the wooden stick just now, which made Shen Qingyi feel slightly relieved.
However, she didn't dare to let go completely. After all, the place where she was now was really strange.
"hiss!"
Shen Qingyi pulled his hand back suddenly, but it was too late.
The bright red blood, at the moment it invaded the rough black wooden stick, began to radiate light.
The pale golden holy light enveloped Shen Qingyi, and Shen Qingyi's body seemed to be firmly bound by some force.
Shen Qingyi was a little panicked for a moment and wanted to break free, but she couldn't move.
And just as the golden light enveloped Shen Qingyi, a milky white light emanated from Shen Qingyi's body, mixed with a faint dark blue color.
Shen Qingyi immediately felt that some of the restraints on his body were loosened a lot.
I saw that the light of light suddenly appeared on Shen Qingyi's body and quickly rushed towards the light.
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