Then he stood up and walked towards the deepest part of the fog. He had been envious of the source of the light, the lake, the boat, the tea and the scriptures outside for a long time.
Now that he has broken through the barrier and reached a higher level, can he touch the truth there?
On the lakeshore where light mist was flowing, all the imperial runes on Wang Xuan's body were about to burn, and his feet touched the edge of the boat.
Last time he was only a hair's breadth away from it, but now after his realm had been raised, he still just barely managed to reach it, which made him feel that it was far from impossible.
With a whoosh, he exerted a little force with his foot and kicked the boat away, disappearing like a streak of light in the fog deep in the lake.
He was exhausted and tried his best, but accidentally kicked the target away? The duck was cooked and in hand, but it was suddenly gone!
"Can you please not be so mean?!" he panted, looking eagerly.
The fog automatically dissipated and receded from his side. He stood in the void and then landed on the vast cliff of chaos. This time he returned to the real world passively.
Shou was not at home, he went to visit Ge's dojo across the street, but the supreme magic circle was open and there was a guard of the imperial flag, so everything was peaceful and safe.
After Wang Xuan rested, he once again broke all 6 in all areas. What made him feel at ease was that in the fog, the small boat in the distance reappeared, floating on the edge of the crystal lake.
He took a deep breath and went to board the ship again.
All kinds of magical powers and spells were useless. He couldn't pull the boat, so he had to get on board. He tried carefully, and his feet barely touched it again, and then the boat... disappeared again with a whoosh. His hard work was in vain again.
The third time Wang Xuan took action directly and his fingers touched the edge of the boat, but no matter how powerful his magic was, it was useless and he could not restrain the boat.
As long as he exerts force, he can push the mysterious boat away like an ordinary person.
Wang Xuan was unusually angry. Last time he was only a hair's length away from getting on the ship, but this time he almost touched it, but still couldn't get on the ship.
Obviously, given the boat's characteristic of running away if the slightest effort was exerted, as long as he caught it, he would definitely be able to pull it over and completely climb onto it. After kicking and pushing the boat away several times, Wang Xuan was helpless, as he was only a little bit away from success each time.
"Do I have to wait for a few more years and enter the third level of aliens before I can get on the ship?" Wang Xuan was furious, but also itchy. He really wanted to stand on board and see what would happen.
Where can the mysterious boat take him?
"What's wrong? As an alien, you are sweating all over, your face is pale, and your cheeks are slightly flushed. Your essence is damaged and your kidney energy is insufficient.
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After Wang Xuan called Yudaoqi over, it turned out that Qi's bad mouth problem remained the same and he had nothing nice to say.
"Hurry up, help me, come with me on board the boat and cross the sea. The edge of the universe, the real world, the past, the present, the future, everything is possible."
However, it was of no use for Wang Xuan to ask for external help. The True Saint-level ability of the Imperial Flag, when facing the small boat, was like being separated by a layer of mysterious world and could not get close.
Even if Wang Xuan personally took him into the fog, it was useless. He could only see vague shadows.
In the end, Wang Xuan had exhausted all his means; his magical powers were useless and his various secret treasures were of no use. The six sacred objects became blurred after touching the edge of the boat.
This frightened him, and he quickly took it back, luckily it was not damaged. The killing array he was wearing was also tested, like a dream in the mirror, and he could not get close to the boat.
He dug out all kinds of strange objects, even the carrier of the Old Testament of the mother universe, the chattering Book of Years, which he took out from behind the land of life.
"Ah, Gu, La... Damn it!" The Book of Years yelled unconsciously until the very end when it uttered a complete word. It was in a state of confusion and assimilation, and cursing was its last act of stubbornness.
It was also useless, but after checking and examining it, Wang Xuan thought that when his Taoism was advanced enough, he might be able to restore the Book of Years.
As for now, I don’t want to listen to its nagging at all. I have been thrown into the world behind the Land of Life by him again. I will continue to stay in jail!
He pulled out the 15-color strange bamboo, but unfortunately the single 6-broken strange item was still useless. When it was slightly touched, it became hazy like a bubble and then fell into the fog.
"Dao Paper?" Wang Xuan picked up the yellowed and old paper that carried the Zhenyi Sutra. He had tried this thing before, and it was not as strong and immortal as he had imagined, but after being blurred and decayed by the impact, it could gradually recover.
"I've touched it, wait a minute!" He casually threw the flying knife out, and the withered yellow paper successfully passed through the light mist, flew to the coffee table on the boat, and landed on the scroll of scriptures. It seemed that an air current passed by, causing the curling white mist with the fragrance of tea to change its trajectory.
Wang Xuan was dumbfounded. No matter whether he stretched out his hand or used secret techniques, he could not reach the withered yellow paper. The connection was lost.
He stretched his body and exerted force again, and the boat disappeared.
"Are you crazy?" He was so angry that the only thing he had on him was a piece of torn paper that could get into the boat in the fog, but he was still abducted by it.
Wang Xuan carried on here until he was exhausted more than a dozen times. Then he sighed helplessly and looked at the carrier paper of the Zhenyi Sutra sandwiched between the scriptures on the coffee table in Xiaozhou. It was really a case of losing the rice while trying to steal the chicken.
He withdrew and made up his mind to break through to the third level of the alien realm as soon as possible, otherwise he would be extremely anxious.
Wang Xuan began to go into seclusion, and after two "thousand years of hard training", he was actually very close to the third level of extraordinary people. Another ten or twenty years would be enough.
Twelve years after the mythical great migration set sail again, there was a violent vibration, and the extraordinary center began to slow down, and then gradually stopped.
It seems to have reached the terminal!
Wang Xuan opened his eyes, and this time the feeling was different. The entire mythological tide seemed to be cooling down, and even had a slight chill.
"The mythical ice age has come, and the moment of eternal silence is about to arrive?!" He stood up suddenly.
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