"I heard that the ancient secret world of Lanyue City exploded, and it almost flattened Lanyue City!"

"Not! Fortunately, I didn't participate in the Eight Sect Competition!"

"What does this have to do with you not participating in the eight major competitions?"

"Hehe, you don't know anything. If I participate in the Eight Sect Competition, I will definitely be in the top ten, right? Then I will definitely be sent to the Secret Realm for training, right? Then can you still see me today? I'm afraid I've been blown to ashes!"

"Damn, you still want to participate in the eight competitions at your level! Unless the hen crows, the sows will climb the tree!"

Everyone looked at this disciple who felt good about himself with contempt!

"Hey, call me Ji Gong! Are you fooling me again?" Li Xiaobai walked over curiously.

"Coax!" Everyone burst into laughter. The disciple who felt good about himself couldn't help but blushed, his eyes widened, his neck stretched out long, and he stared at Li Xiaobai like a cockfighting.

This guy is called Zhang Jun, but he is not handsome at all. He has a sharp nose and a long neck. He likes to brag and brag. He often fights with others and gets red in his face. When he gets excited, his voice sounds like a chicken crowing. So everyone calls him "Called by Ji Gong" in private, but this person is very eloquent, so everyone usually likes to listen to him brag and then asks him for fun. The more others carry him, the more excited he becomes. If there is a female cultivator at the scene, he will show off like a chicken blood, and his saliva is flying everywhere and the sky is falling.

The rooster was despised by everyone, but Li Xiaobai came over and called him the nickname without any scruples. This made him very upset and said with a red face: "Li Xiaobai's face, you can only hide from alchemy. The explosion in the ancient secret world is absolutely true, and I need to fool you. If you don't believe me, go to Lanyue City to take a look. Tsk, that's so shocking!"

Li Xiaobai was stunned and asked, "What's the explosion? What's going on in Guan Lanyue City?"

The man called Ji said proudly: "The ancient secret world exploded, and no one who was sent to the secret world was spared. Fortunately, the head of the courtyard did not choose me to represent Yuheng Academy to participate in the competition. So what if Han Yun got the first place, hehe...ah!"

Before the caller was finished, he flew out in the air and fell to the ground with a wide eyelid, his eyes wide open, a trace of blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and his legs kicked and stopped moving. Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and two people ran over to find out that the "Call of Ji" had become a "dead cock"!

"I'm calling Ji Gong die!" The two disciples exclaimed in surprise and turned their heads to look, but there was no trace of Li Xiaobai.

"Li Xiaobai is killing people! Notify the people from the Law Enforcement Hall and catch him!" One of them shouted loudly. The scene immediately became chaotic. Someone ran to report to the Law Enforcement Hall, someone sacrificed magic weapons to scatter, and searched everywhere for Li Xiaobai who was "fleeing for fear of crime". Later, the people from the Law Enforcement Hall also arrived and immediately sent a signal to block the nine peaks of the Dead Wood, almost searching all the nine peaks of the Dead Wood, but Li Xiaobai seemed to have evaporated from the world.

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One, two, three...

The stream of light slid past like a dream...

Han Yun felt a white space in front of him, and his body was floating forward involuntarily. Two things were quietly floating beside him, a simple stone tablet about half a meter high, and a scroll about three feet long. It seemed that it was the magic-suppressing stone and the Blood River Map. It turned out that when the explosion occurred, Han Yun fell into a crack in the space. He didn't know what happened to the others.

Han Yun didn't know how long he had been flying in this unknown space passage. He had just woken up, and there was a series of white streams of light passing forward, and there was no concept of time and space. Han Yun opened his hands and feet, like a leaf flowing forward along the river. He didn't know where the end of the river was, or maybe there was no end at all. He had to drift forward forever until he died and turned into nothingness...

Han Yun's heart was surprisingly calm, as calm as a pool of stagnant water. He vaguely felt that the scene in front of him was very familiar, as if he had been here for a long time ago, but it was wrong! He should have tried drifting in the space channel like this, and drifting for a long time, maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, or even ten thousand years.

Han Yun had indeed drifted for a long time, and there was nothing else in front of him except the monotonous white light. His calm heart began to be depressed and became impetuous. In the end, he seemed to be going crazy. He was so depressed that he could not even hear his voice. Han Yun thought he was hoarse, but his tongue was safe, his throat was safe, and his voice cord was safe. Later, Han Yun gradually realized that it was not that he was hoarse, but that the voice could not be transmitted here at all, even though it was as close as the mouth and ears. Han Yun was so depressed that he even had the right to call and vent.

Han Yun tried to adjust his posture, but found it very awkward. In this weightless environment, there was no difference between up, down, left and right. It was like facing a mirror. He originally reached out to try and tried to snatch the left ear, but he got the right ear. He thought it was the right nostril, but he snatched the left nostril. Han Yun tried it a few times before slowly getting used to it, but he also made himself dizzy and turned around. So he simply crossed his legs and slammed his seat.

Instead of staring at the streaming light beside you boredly, it is better to practice and pass the time. Han Yun took out the three fifth-grade spiritual medicines he bought before entering the secret world, activated the spiritual transformation bottle with his right hand, and used the flame chaotic technique to practice.

I don’t know how many days have passed, but Han Yun slowly opened his eyes. The three fifth-grade spiritual medicines had been completely absorbed, and only three pills of medicinal power pills were left in the palm of his hand. Han Yun looked inside and found that although the five-color spiritual sea had grown a lot, the effect was not too obvious overall. It seems that to improve his cultivation to the late stage of foundation building, at least hundreds of fifth-grade spiritual medicines would be needed. If there were sixth-grade spiritual medicines, it would be different. About three or four should be able to reach the peak of the foundation building stage. But the sixth-grade spiritual medicines are not so easy to obtain!

Han Yun glanced around and found that the white light was still flowing forward forever. He couldn't help but smile and said with a wry smile: "I'm still talking about the elixirs. If you drift forward like this for more than ten years, even if you don't feel suffocated, your realm will collapse and die because you don't absorb spiritual energy!"

Han Yun calculated the time. Without Jiji's help, he could not run five skills at the same time. It took about one month to absorb a fifth-grade spiritual medicine, and three fifth-grade spiritual medicines for three months. Then Han Yun had been drifting in this space channel for no less than three months.

When he thought of Jiji, Han Yun immediately took out the ancient pattern gourd from the storage needs, trying to see if Jiji woke up. Since taking the sixth-grade spiritual medicine Yunshen Blueberry last time, Jiji has been sleeping hard and has not woken up for more than a year. Han Yun knew that Yunshen Blueberry, such a spiritual medicine, is definitely a great tonic for spiritual beasts of divine cultivation. It is not surprising that Jiji will take a long time to digest it, so Han Yun did not disturb it. Now he is bored, so he wants to see if Jiji has woken up.

However, Han Yun tragically discovered that the ancient pattern gourd had failed. He tried the middle finger of his left hand and changed the middle finger of his right hand, which was also useless. Han Yun held the ancient pattern gourd and peeked in. It was still blue inside and could not see anything.

"Maybe it was the environment here that made the ancient pattern gourd invalid again!" Han Yun said in his heart, and had no choice but to put the ancient pattern gourd in his helplessness and looked at the magic-suppressing stone several meters away from him and the scroll that was suspected to be a blood river map. Han Yun tried to keep stroking his hands and found that there was no place to leverage his strength. Even if he cut his hands and feet, it would be futile. The magic-suppressing stone and the blood river map still floated quietly several meters away from him, doing relatively still movements.

"Ivy Technique!" Han Yun's hand-pinning technique was used to make an ivy Technique. The small green vine was shot out, but it was like a soft-skinned snake. It did not roll the scroll according to Han Yun's instructions. Instead, it was like a water grass in the river, swaying and disappeared after a while.

"Damn!" Han Yun wanted to curse! He tried it a few more times, but the result was the same as the first time. Han Yun completely gave up. Bored, he looked through the jade slips in the storage belt one by one, and time passed by little. Whether it was magic circles, exercises, medicine, weapon refining, foreign object ambitions, and even some jade slips learned by Fu Xiu made him read them more than ten times. As expected, he became lonely alone, even looking at a donkey dung egg, he would have relished it, and studied a few lines on it!

After reading all the jade slips accumulated in the past, Han Yun began to feel bored again, staring at the flowing light flying by his side, and said intently: "It seems that we have to drift forever in this life. I don't know how many days have passed now. Has Yaoyao's five-year battle been concluded? Is Yue'er's three-year agreement here? Alas..."

A trace of gloom flashed in Han Yun's eyes. He wiped his right hand over the storage belt and added a fist-sized demon pill. This demon pill was given to Han Yun by Immortal. One of them was used to fight back the Mo Chang. The remaining Han Yun has been preserved and there is no time to refine and absorb it.

Refining and Attracting Demon Pills is not as simple as taking them directly. Even practitioners in the Nascent Soul stage dare not take the inner pills directly, because the inner pills are too powerful and contain elixirs. To put it bluntly, it is the resentment of the person being killed. Taking them directly may be useless and harmful, and the probability of dying from a body explosion is as high as 70%.

Another method is to take it indirectly, mix it with other spiritual medicines, remove the elixir, and refine it into elixirs, and take it one by one piece to make sure it is safe. The fifth-grade spiritual medicine "Dan Qingxin" used to remove the elixir has long been gone, and several other drugs used to harmonize the elixir are also very scarce, so this method cannot work.

The last method is to refine and absorb the spiritual energy leaked when the inner alchemy is exhausted little by little during practice. Although there are drugs that can speed up the inner alchemy failure, it is only several times more than practicing with force spirit stones. Compared with the risks taken to seize the alchemy, this little benefit does not seem to be worth it.
Chapter completed!