Is there a new world deep in the spiritual world? The spiritual world and the material world blend together, and that cosmic crack gives people a strange and absurd feeling.
Ahead, at the end of the "spiritual quagmire", there are layers of flowing light, green grass, and golden petals falling, like a dream. Is this a spiritual kingdom, or the origin of matter?
Finally they arrived. Wang Xuan was exhausted. It had been many years since he had such an experience. He was almost fainted. It was mainly because he was trying to move his physical body forward in the spiritual world, which was as difficult as ascending to heaven.
In this age, how can a flesh-and-blood body enter the spiritual realm?
He lay on the ground, not wanting to move at all, and the Imperial Spear with fine gold and silver patterns slipped out of his palm.
"Sure enough... there is a mysterious factor!" He took a deep breath, it had been a long time since he had this experience, and swallowed the thin supermatter almost greedily.
In the past, in his inner land, mysterious factors were flying like heavy snow. He was picky and only wanted the super matter born from the land of nothingness.
Now, seeing the mysterious factor again, he was so excited that he wanted to swallow it all in one breath.
He thought of Shang Yi. If Crazy Sword hadn't cut open his inner world, would his situation be much better? Perhaps the decaying old inner world still had some energy.
Of course, fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. If that were the case, the people on the other side of the inner wall might become a problem for him.
He didn't get up for a long time. His body, which was once as strong as that of an earthly immortal, was now too hungry, and all the cells in his body lacked super matter.
Especially when he was crossing over the spiritual swamp, the consumption was very astonishing. For so many years, his body had been losing energy but not gaining any energy.
"My decline is not due to the dimming of my spiritual light, nor is it due to a misunderstanding of the transcendental. The root of everything is hunger."
He has no problem with mythology, or his understanding of the extraordinary. What he lacks is the extraordinary energy to sustain himself!
Earthly immortals are so powerful that the "nourish" they need to maintain their normal state is astonishing. However, in today's world, there are no mythological factors for them to collect.
"It's so embarrassing that I was so weak that I had to lie down for two days!" Wang Xuan finally climbed up. He almost died in the mental swamp, lying on the edge for so long.
He grasped the Yu Dao Spear and prepared the Creation Crystal. This place was very special and he was afraid of any abnormal creatures.
The fragrance of the grass and trees was very faint, but pleasant to the touch. It was beyond his expectation that even in this day and age, there could still be a hazy and extraordinary place.
Of course, this kind of place is unlikely to last long, it's just a little slower than the myths in the universe that are extinguished.
"I can't support an earth immortal!" This was his judgment. Even maintaining the third level of transcendence was somewhat difficult. His body honestly told him that he was still extremely hungry and couldn't get enough to eat here.
Outside the Great Rift Valley, there are some flowers and plants with a crystal luster, a small number of which are close to the extraordinary level, and the medicinal effects of some exotic flowers that are of sufficient age have reached the second level of the extraordinary level.
Wang Xuan picked, selected, and determined whether they were poisonous. Then his whole body was filled with the fragrance of medicine. He swallowed them in big gulps to replenish his seemingly strong but actually exhausted body.
"Unfortunately, no matter how much I eat, I can't return to the level of Earthly Immortal." He was quite helpless. It did work, but the Earthly Immortal level was a qualitative change, and these energies were too low in level.
Afterwards, he ate up all the medicinal herbs and the buds of Flowing Golden Cloud outside the Grand Canyon. After a moment, he sighed softly, thinking that he had eaten the flesh of the roc and drunk the finest liquor, but now he was almost eating up all the grass on the roadside.
"There is a seal?" He looked at the ochre-colored light blocking the road. He could call the area ahead a canyon, or it could be accurately called a plane gap.
According to the records of the civilization of Yudaoqi, this place might be the place where two universes merged and had all kinds of anomalies, otherwise it would not have produced such a treasure.
The Imperial Spear was born here. It was almost naturally generated. After a little refining, it became an unmatched flagpole that could destroy the Burning Dao Lantern, Xiaoyao Boat, etc.
Even if an indestructible human sword were born, it would not dare to chop the flagpole head-on for fear of leaving a gap.
"It's more like the fetal membrane of heaven and earth. There is a new force here." Wang Xuan was surprised. His right hand glowed slightly. After he chopped down, his arm, which was close to the level of an earthly immortal, was numb from the shock.
He lightly scratched with the sharp tip of the Yudao Spear, and in an instant, a vigorous breath rushed towards him. He rushed straight in, and the light curtain behind him closed automatically.
Wang Xuan frowned, a little disappointed. In the hazy fetal membrane of the small world, the extraordinary substance was only slightly richer, but it could only support five or six segments of creatures.
"There is no place for the earthly immortals to survive. This is not as expected." He looked out and sensed carefully. According to this situation, the super matter here will be further lost in a few years and will eventually dry up.
He realized something was wrong, the concentration of the mysterious factor inside was more than twice that outside, but higher-grade herbs were rarely seen.
Soon, he heard some movement and a fluttering sound. A group of "big white geese" were very ostentatious and were walking slowly and slowly from the lake in the distance. Each of them was as pretentious as the old man.
They are extraordinary creatures, ranging from one to three segments, but they are not related to geese. They are large snow-white birds with a somewhat awkward walking posture.
This is intolerable? It has been a long time, six years since he last had a good meal. Wang Xuan doesn't care about burning pianos and cooking cranes, or wasting natural resources.
After a while, he used a dry thousand-year-old rare tree as firewood, purple bamboo as bamboo sticks, picked up four cleaned extraordinary large white birds, and began to roast them. Soon a rich aroma came out, and the meat was golden, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
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