Chapter: 119

The night sky was deep and the Milky Way was brilliant. Wang Xuan walked towards Ancheng with the stars on his head.

He secretly slandered, it's really evil! Once mysterious factors are involved, unnatural phenomena that are difficult to explain by science will occur.

He was nervous, he didn't know what unpredictable events would happen tonight, he really didn't want to be tossed about anymore.

So far, he has some feelings, everything in this world is balanced, when you feel that you will get something, then you must be giving something.

He took the initiative to absorb the mysterious factors, thinking that he was digging out the myths buried by the years, and would embark on a brilliant road in the field of old arts, so he was approaching danger, even this was a deep pit, and there was a sweet fragrance in front of him. The bait of the Tao, waiting for the latecomers to approach, may not have been delicately done by the ancients.

Up to now, Wang Xuan absolutely dare not underestimate those ancient people. Since they were once brilliant, there must be something extraordinary and terrifying. Now he has some serious doubts about the truth of becoming immortal.

"Hope you have a safe night!"

Wang Xuan went out early in the morning, but returned home wearing stars and moon. He ate something on the side of the road and returned home after nine o'clock in the evening.

After washing, he visualized a big golden sun, with its blazing flames burning all the clouds and mists in the sky, illuminating a bright universe, and the golden rain falling everywhere, holy and peaceful.

"The demon retreats!"

Wang Xuan took a deep breath and lay down on the bed. He fell into a deep sleep after a short time. This is the benefit of practicing old techniques, and he never suffers from insomnia.

Sure enough, his worries came true. Even before going to bed, he performed the root method, visualized a bright sun, and dispelled the mist and darkness, but something happened.

Not far away, an old monk was sitting on the edge of the bed, his body was blackened and seemed to be festering, his eyes were bleeding red, and he was looking at him.

Wang Xuan's hair stood on end on the spot, he lifted the quilt with a whoosh, woke up and sat up, the feeling was so real, he seemed to smell the slightly rotten smell just now.

Is the visitor unkind? He turned on the light and drank a glass of water, and then worked the root method silently. There will be absolutely no peace tonight.

And he always felt that there was something wrong with this old monk, he was not peaceful at all, there was no Buddha's light, and he never showed the holy Dharma.

On the contrary, the whole body of this old monk was blackened, as if he was about to decay. It was completely different from the scene of the female alchemist casually attracting thunderbolts like stars.

But there is one thing the two are the same, both eyes are bleeding, as if they have experienced some kind of very tragic event, and they are unwilling to die.

"This pit is a bit big. I fell into it inexplicably. The situation is not good!" Wang Xuan was rarely so serious, and his heart was extremely heavy.

He felt more and more that the truth of eternity might be many times more complicated than what he guessed in Pufa Temple, and the first glimpse made him feel very scary.

In the early days, he was extremely confident, because he was the only one in the world who could enter the inner scene, and he entered by himself, without the guidance of the ancestors. In this era, he can still gain a foothold in the emptiness of time.

But now he is a little terrified. His performance is indeed amazing and his achievements are extraordinary, but this is not necessarily a good thing. He seems to be slowly uncovering a heavy and mysterious layer that has been suppressed by the years. screen, doing so may be dangerous.

These days, he has been thinking about how to find strange objects similar to feather stones, so as to improve his strength.

At that time, he still thought that if there were some residual spiritual energy of the ancients, even if there were some abnormal phenomena, it would be no big deal.

But now he was a little terrified, he had thought too well earlier.

If he triggers mysterious events many times, there will be a few more inexplicable creatures around him, such as alchemists, fairy girls, old monks, etc., it will definitely be far from the imaginary scene of getting together at a table with a harmonious atmosphere and playing mahjong

"This time, I haven't entered the inner scene yet, but I followed an old monk with bleeding eyes. Could it be that as long as I discover mysterious factors in this world, attract and absorb them, something unpredictable will happen?"

Wang Xuan felt that this time it was a big loss. Last time, at least he used the remaining spiritual energy of the female alchemist to enter the inner scene, and his strength improved a lot.

This time the old monk didn't give anything, and followed him to the house. His body smelled of decay, and he sat on the bed and looked at him.

After some visualization, Wang Xuan fell asleep again.