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Drunken Immortal Gourd - Chapter 1882

Published at 28th of July 2022 05:10:46 PM


Chapter 1882

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The transmission time of the ultra long distance transmission array is extremely long. This endless torture and endless suffering make the time pass particularly slowly, as if it has been countless years. What is more unbearable is loneliness. They are obviously transmitted by ten people together, but because the monk's mind, truth, eyes, ears and perception are all limited, Qingyang can't feel where others are at all, I don't know if other people are with me, as if it's just me.

With the long transmission, constant torture, endless loneliness and unknown future, Rao Shiqing has advanced cultivation. He can't bear the pressure and may collapse at any time. However, if he has chosen this road, there is no possibility of turning back. He can only bite his teeth and continue to hold on.

Perhaps the tearing force of the space exceeded the limit, and even the defensive spirit armor became a little dim. At this time, Qingyang had no good place on his body. There were vertical and horizontal wounds everywhere, and many flesh and skin were cut off, revealing the pale bone stubbles inside. It looked terrible.

The spirit and body are suffering from a double ordeal, that is, Qingyang's strong perseverance can barely persist. I don't know how long later, when Qingyang couldn't help but want to give up, suddenly a violent tearing force hit, and then the whole person was thrown out like a rotten kite.

This time, the tearing force was so powerful that it was like being tortured by being torn apart. If Qingyang hadn't had a defense Lingbao on his body, Qingyang might have been torn up directly. Fortunately, the tearing force was only one-time. After withstanding it, the surrounding suddenly lightened, the tearing force disappeared instantly, the mind and perception were no longer limited, and the functions of eyes and ears were gradually restored.

It's all right. I finally survived, especially the last throw of the damaged array. I insisted and didn't die in the array. If possible, Qingyang didn't want to try again in the future. However, he also knew that the normal use of the transmission array should not be like this. There must be a way to avoid these tearing forces, but the world was too closed and didn't know the specific method.

When Qingyang opened his eyes, he found nothing dark around. He even doubted whether he was still transmitting, but after carefully feeling it, he found that it was different from just now. The rampant tearing force was not dead, and Zhenyuan and shennian could be used. The reason for this was that there was no darkness around, making both ears and eyes furnishings.

You can't touch anything by stretching your hands and feet. The whole person seems to float in the air. You can't distinguish between the front and back, the left and right, and can't recognize the southeast and northwest. You can't even judge the passage of time. Emptiness makes people feel empty and has no real place. Is it what the former population called endless emptiness?

Qingyang is also in trouble. There is no light, no sound, no direction and reference, and no one can discuss. I don't know where to go, where to go, where to go before and where to go after? Where should I go?

Qingyang doesn't know what to do next. If you go in the right direction, you can get closer and closer to the target. If you choose the wrong direction, you will only be farther and farther away from the destination, and you will never be able to reach the different world. Moreover, when the aura is thin in the endless void, it is difficult to supplement the truth after consumption, and the final result is likely to be consumed and died in the endless void.

No wonder others say that the endless void is a monk's nightmare. If you are not prepared, you must not rush in. Now you look like a child suddenly abandoned into the endless desert. You don't know what to do. The final result is only a dead end.

Originally, Qingyang and the one horned ghost king had discussed. After entering the transmission array, they tried to act together. When they were in danger, they could discuss with each other. Unexpectedly, this result would be the result. The party was directly thrown to different places, and it was impossible to get together again.

Without a clue for the time being, Qingyang had to dodge into the drunken immortal gourd. The last tear force was extremely powerful. Although most of its power was blocked by the defense Lingbao Qinglian armour, it still caused great damage to his body. It was difficult to maintain it without ten days and a half months. Since he didn't know what to do first, it's better to maintain the injury first, and then find a way slowly after recovering his strength.

Qingyang takes a healing pill, and then lies quietly on the square in zuixianhu, waiting for the pill to play its role in treating the injury. When he thinks of others who are transmitted with him, he can only lie in the endless void and recover slowly. If he has zuixianhu, he can rest and replenish the true yuan of spiritual power. If others don't, the consumed true yuan can only be replenished slowly by the spirit stone.

Another point is that although the space for drunken Xianhu is small, Qingyang can change his mood in it, while others can only face the endless void, and they don't even have a chance to adjust their mood. If their mind is not enough, they may have been driven crazy before they die in the endless void.

However, these things have little to do with Qingyang. It's no use thinking so much. Others don't know where they have been transmitted. Qingyang has no chance to help others even if he has this heart. Besides, this drunken immortal Hu is his biggest card and secret. How can he expose it to others?

Time passed quickly. Half a month later, Qingyang's injury was almost healed. It was not a way to stay in the drunk immortal gourd. After a long hesitation, Qingyang flashed out of the drunk immortal gourd space.

The surroundings were the same as before. It was dark and could not see anything. There was no sound. It was as if the time outside had not passed in the past half a month.

Qingyang took out three ancient coins from his arms, gently threw them into the air, frowned and pinched his fingers. Then he recognized a direction and drove away with the wind gourd. Qingyang couldn't care whether this direction was right or not. In this case, what else can he rely on except luck?

In the past half a month, he has figured out that there is only a dead end to waiting. Only by taking the initiative can he find a way out. There is not only one different world in the endless void. Even if he can't reach the other end of the transmission array, he also has the opportunity to reach other worlds. It depends on his luck.

Qingyang steered the Yufeng gourd all the way forward. Because there was no reference, Qingyang did not know whether his speed was fast or slow, how long it took and how long he flew. Anyway, no matter how long he flew, the situation around him was the same without any change. Sometimes he even doubted that all this was just an illusion, whether he had been in place all the time and had not moved at all.





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