There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

Well, Nie Wushuang has actually sensed the changes behind him.

In fact, the word "perception" is not very accurate. To be more accurate, Nie Wushuang's spiritual thoughts left behind were swallowed up by something unknown, cutting off his perception of that area. The last glance was that of Ming De Zhen. Jun.

Nie Wushuang didn't know what happened after that.

It's not that he really knew nothing about it. Nie Wushuang knew that his spiritual thoughts were still there, still in that area, but the connection with the main body's soul was cut off.

If he is willing, it is possible to re-form the spiritual link and connect the severed spiritual thoughts again.

However, doing so would inevitably lead to contact with a powerful being in that area. After all, if even Yang Shen Zhenjun could fall into it, that area would be dangerous enough, and it would be understandable if there were any powerful figures there.

Is this necessary?

If there was no Cheng Lijun around, Nie Wushuang might do this. Only by getting more in touch with the world can he find the rules he lacks. Only by acquiring more and more rules and forming his own things on this basis can he be considered in harmony with the Tao. .

According to legend, the top existence in this world is the Hedao Master.

After transforming into a spirit, one can unite with the Tao, and only after uniting with the Tao can one be detached and detached from this world. Only in this way can it be possible to break away from the shackles of heaven and earth.

Well, the topic has gone too far.

In short, Nie Wushuang gave up the plan of further investigation.

After all, he and Cheng Lijun are also facing trouble now.

Cheng Lijun stood at the entrance of the deserted village, standing in front of the half-open door, not moving forward, even if the voice of True Lord Mingde came from inside.

Yes, she noticed something was wrong.

The heavy rain was pouring, obscuring the sight. However, if Cheng Lijun used all her inner energy to form Gang Qi and focused her spiritual thoughts on her eyes, she could clearly see the scene in front of her. When she saw the door that had not been decayed at all, Naturally, I felt something was wrong.

If no one lives in the house, it will quickly decay.

Not to mention this world, even in the metropolis of Nie Wushuang's first life, those brightly decorated rooms would be full of dust and smell of decay if they had not been occupied for a period of time.

What's more, this village in front of me.

How is it possible that the gate of an abandoned village is still intact?

"Come in, it's safe inside!"

"There are many empty houses that can protect you from the rain. Why are you two standing outside? It's raining so hard. Do you have to be soaked in water?"

In the storm, the voice of Lord Mingde came.

Even though the rain was thundering, the sound was still calm and clear in the ears of Nie Wushuang and Cheng Lijun.

Cheng Lijun looked back at Nie Wushuang.

"Go in?"

Nie Wushuang shook his head and said.

"I'd rather be soaked in water!"

The existence of Bai Wu is a secret to ordinary people, but not to practitioners. When they were in Changlin Sword Sect, they also knew about Bai Wu. After all, Cheng Lijun's father was an outer disciple of Wenjian Sect. .

Even in the lower court of Wenjian Sect, there are many introductions about Baiwu in the Sutra Pavilion.

Nie Wushuang knew that the voice inside did not come from True Lord Mingde, because True Lord Mingde was on the other side of the bridge.

The voice told them to go in, and there must be a trap inside.

Cheng Lijun is not as powerful as Nie Wushuang. After all, at this stage, she is just enlightened to see the true state. However, the shadows of the seven top-quality flying swords she captured from Jianchi are not extraordinary objects. The breath of the flying swords penetrates into the sea of ​​consciousness, exaggerating the thoughts.

In this way, the transparency of the sword's heart is achieved.

The mind is also very sharp.

She also knew something was wrong inside.

So, she greeted Nie Wushuang and prepared to walk back. In her sight, everything was still as usual on the other side of the wooden bridge.

"Walk?"

"Where are you going?"

In the village, Lord Mingde's voice suddenly became violent.

Then, a figure flashed in the heavy rain and rushed to the entrance of the village, like a ghost, with extremely fast speed.

"Come back, come back to me!"

Lord Mingde was behind the village gate, shouting loudly.

However, he was so angry and shouted so loudly, but he stood behind the door, in the village, and never rushed out.

This is what it means to be incompetent and furious.

Both Cheng Lijun and Nie Wushuang knew that the one inside was not the real Lord Mingde, but an illusion caused by the illusion.

Nie Wushuang knew where the real Lord Mingde was, but Cheng Lijun didn't know, nor did she know that there was a problem at the other end of the wooden bridge.

She stood on the wooden bridge, ready to walk over there.

Nie Wushuang stood on the wooden bridge side and did not move.

Cheng Lijun was a little puzzled. She turned back and glanced at Nie Wushuang. Then she stopped, stood on the wooden bridge, and looked across the bridge.

Heavy rain fell.

Suddenly, the sound of rain disappeared and the darkness receded into the distance.

Cheng Lijun's eyebrows were filled with colorful light, and the seven top-quality flying swords did not merge into one, but flew out separately.

In an instant, the colorful light spread in all directions with Cheng Lijun as the core.

At the same time, Cheng Lijun's pupils also changed, flashing with colorful light, and she could see through the illusion that filled the space.

In this way, we also see the truth.

On the other side of the wooden bridge, there is a cloud of white mist, which is like a crescent moon and rolling towards the wooden bridge like a tide.

Cheng Lijun quickly turned around.

Behind Nie Wushuang, white mist also formed in the abandoned village. Like the previous white mist, it seemed to have spirituality. At this time, it was escaping from the half-open village gate and rushing towards Nie Wushuang who was standing on the other side of the wooden bridge.

"Wushuang, hurry!"

Cheng Lijun shouted anxiously to Nie Wushuang.

Nie Wushuang did not hesitate and quickly stepped onto the wooden bridge. After he left, white mist surged from the village like a wave, flooding the area in front of the door.

There was white mist on both ends of the wooden bridge, and it seemed to be closing. He hesitated to get on the wooden bridge.

"Jump!"

Cheng Lijun grabbed Nie Wushuang's hand and shouted.

Then, the two jumped off the wooden bridge.

"Plop!"

Falling into the water, but because of the heavy rain, the sound of falling into the water was not very clear.

The stream was rolling, and the two drifted in the water.

The stream was very turbulent, a bit like the artificial current used in the Olympic canoe slalom competition. Ordinary people would be in a very bad state if they fell into the water.

However, it was nothing to Cheng Lijun and Nie Wushuang.

They flowed down the stream, and it seemed that they could escape the foggy area through the stream.

However...

Things in the world can never go as planned!

Soon, the vision became blurred.

The storm disappeared in an instant, but a wisp of fog spread on the water surface and appeared in front of the two.

"Get up!"

Cheng Lijun shouted.

She took Nie Wushuang's hand and soared into the sky.

But rushed into a vast white fog.