Zhao Zejun spent most of his time in meditation, in silence. After "thirty years" of nourishment, his body not only recovered, but became stronger than before.
"Huh?" Chen Yongjie was stunned. The time was almost up and his backstage location was about to be closed.
"Let's go, it's time to go out." He reminded and took Zhao Zejun back to the real world.
"Is this the experience of becoming an immortal?" Zhao Zejun looked dazed. He felt like he had stayed in that strange world for many years, but in the real world, only a quarter of an hour had passed.
He was quite shocked to find that there was nothing wrong with his body and it was even healthier.
Wang Xuan is ready to break through and find the real place!
He had a feeling that he might have to go a long way this time, and it would definitely not be that easy to find the source.
He sat down cross-legged, and everything was ready.
Chen Yongjie opened his mouth. He felt that it was really risky. Ordinary people could try their ideas, but what was Wang Xuan doing? It was no less than changing the world!
"If we take a wrong path like this, we may never recover," he said solemnly.
"I will verify it carefully. If I find something wrong, I will not plunge into the abyss of hell." Wang Xuan said, his body and spirit became one, his energy and spirit were extremely strong, rushing out of his body like a wolf smoke.
"Wang Xuan, you have to be careful." Zhao Zejun didn't understand his level of practice, so he could only remind him seriously.
Wang Xuan nodded, took a deep breath, his blood was like the sea, and his spirit was like the sun. The two combined together, his mind and form were perfect, and he quickly broke through the barrier.
Mist was flowing all over his body. At this moment, there was a dazzling light passing through the deepest part of his body. He broke through the barrier, jumped out of the realm of collecting herbs, and stepped into a completely new field.
His spiritual body, based in the land of destiny, took action.
"Following the mist rising from the Fate Soil, you can enter the world behind the curtain. And my spiritual eyes can see that there seems to be something deep in the Fate Soil, at the very bottom."
Wang Xuan determined the direction and headed towards the source of the birth of the land of destiny.
"Born from nothingness, in a vague place, has anyone ever looked for it?"
The only weapon he brought with him was the God-Slaying Flag, which instantly sank into the earth of life, as if it was approaching the center of the earth, and seemed to penetrate a continent or a planet.
In fact, the life soil has no regular shape. It is called soil, but it is not soil at all and is not a real object.
Wang Xuan's spiritual body rushed all the way like a stream of light. In a moment, no one knew how many miles he had traveled. His speed was too fast.
However, no matter how hard he tried, he still could not escape the realm of life soil and was always in the "soil layer", which made him confused and uncertain.
According to past experience, this amount of time was enough for him to go back and forth dozens of times from the mist into the world behind the curtain!
Now, he is moving in the opposite direction, approaching the so-called birthplace, rushing towards the source, but is it so vast and boundless?
In the end, Wang Xuan was exhausted, his super matter was almost used up, and he was mentally exhausted, but he was still in the thick life soil.
He was somewhat speechless. Was there really no limit to his own destiny? Just like the universe, it would never end!
The so-called journey, I haven’t even finished the first stage, but I’m almost exhausted to death. What’s going on?
Fortunately, this is the origin of all things and the source of the birth of myths. He can absorb super matter and restore his spirit.
Wang Xuan rested silently, and when he fully recovered, he set out again. He really didn't believe in evil!
One day, two days, three days... After five days, he didn't want to move anymore and was about to vomit blood again. Until now, he is still in the land of death.
"Is my fate soil special, or are all fate soils like this?" He spoke softly, standing in place, feeling the steaming mist and the strange "soil quality".
This time, after Wang Xuan rested for a long enough time, he began to use the God-Slaying Flag. He had almost refined it. Now that he and the golden flag were one, his speed increased dramatically.
In a trance, various time scenes emerged, which was a manifestation of the speed reaching a certain terrifying level.
Even so, he still couldn't leave the Land of Life. He felt like he was about to explode on the spot. How long had it been going on?
“Keep on going!”
In this way, his spiritual body controlled the God-Slaying Flag and flew as fast as light and lightning. When he was really tired, he would stop to rest and replenish his needs.
He calculated the time himself. Almost a month had passed since he set out on the journey. This made his face change completely. Is it impossible to cross the land of destiny?
Could it be that all his assumptions were wrong from the beginning? This was the result of him using the God Slaying Flag, which increased the speed by more than ten times.
Otherwise, relying on his spiritual body to fly, it would probably take him a year to travel this distance.
This was simply unbelievable. He thought, even if he ran through all the curtains, it wouldn't take that long, right? It was really weird.
"The origin of all things, myths were born here, it's true. I have been walking for so long and still can't get out. Are you teaching me a lesson?"
It has been a month, and Wang Xuan was wondering about the condition of his body. With Chen Yongjie and Zhao Zejun watching over it, it should be properly placed in the nutrition cabin.
He had run so far and really didn't want to go back like this. What if Chen Yongjie asked him where he had been? Would he have to tell him that he had never left his land for a month?
He couldn't bear the thought of Chen Yongjie grinning.
Wang Xuan said nothing and continued on his way. The God-Slaying Flag drew a golden divine cloud, which took him beyond his limit and disappeared into the fog again.
One month, two months, three months...
Half a year had passed, and Wang Xuan was going crazy. When would this end? He even began to doubt his life, wondering if he had taken the wrong path.
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