Xiao Chen's mind was awake, and his body was tense instantly. After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes swept across, and his face was gloomy. At this moment, he was in a green bamboo forest somewhere, and the bamboo pole was swaying and colliding in the wind made a crisp sound, and the bamboo leaves rubbed and rustled. But the strange thing was that the bamboo forest was too quiet. Except for the sound of the bamboo pole and the bamboo leaves, it was silent, and even the sound of insects had not made any sound.

As soon as he got up, Xiao Chen's face suddenly changed. He closed his eyes for a moment, and his face instantly became even more ugly. At this moment, all the magic power and soul in his body disappeared, as if he had never had it before. Even the strength of his body became as weak as a worldly mortal.

"What happened? How could I appear here? Why did the internal changes arise again!" Xiao Chen forced himself to calm down, his brows frowned tightly. The current situation is uncertain, so you must not be distracted, otherwise it will be harmful or useless. After thinking for a while, Xiao Chen's memory only ended when the last sound of the Burial Bamboo fell, and then fell into darkness. He was already here after waking up. What happened during this period? He had no impression of it, and he naturally had no clue as to thinking like this.

"Calm down, all this must be related to the burial bamboo. As long as you search carefully, you will definitely be able to leave here! I have a premonition in my heart that the changes in my body at this moment must be inseparable from the bamboo forest. As long as you leave here, all problems will be solved."

"Yes, that's it. As long as you can leave this bamboo forest, you can break all the difficulties in front of you."

Xiao Chen simplified the complex problem in front of him - walk out of the bamboo forest! And this is also a psychological suggestion that he can maintain confidence and firm belief. Otherwise, his own thoughts will collapse and he will be unable to escape.

He looked up and looked around. The bamboo pole was full of shadows and nowhere to be seen. Every direction looked exactly the same, which made people feel desperate. Xiao Chen's belief was firm and naturally not comparable to ordinary people. Although his cultivation level disappeared mysteriously, his tenacious belief still existed. At this moment, he pondered for a moment and immediately chose a direction, and walked forward calmly.

quiet!

In addition to his faint footsteps and the sounds made in the surrounding bamboo wind, there was a dead silence in the bamboo forest. Xiao Chen was like a lonely advanceer, alone, walking towards the direction of unknown end, and taking mechanical steps.

tired!

The flesh and blood were trembling and the bones were sour. Xiao Chen never experienced this feeling of being tired since he embarked on the road of Taoism. It was like the first time he went to Xiaocheng to collect spring seeds on behalf of his mother when he was young. The body as weak as a mortal, even though Xiao Chen's mind was firm like a rock, his body had reached its limit.

pain!

The shoes on the feet were damaged, and the flesh and blood outside were cut out, and the flesh cracked and it hurt a lot. The blood kept oozing out and dripping on the ground, staining the thick bamboo leaves, with a little blood.

fear!

Fear. This fear is not a fear of a person or object, but a kind of loneliness generated in such an empty environment, and an inexplicable fear derived from the depths of the heart. This fear is beyond the control of human power, and naturally radiates and permeates the heart.

Bang!

His body fell to the ground and gasped. Xiao Chen slowly closed his eyes, feeling that there was no place on his body without pain and fatigue. He wanted to fall asleep like this and never wake up again. But his subconscious mind told Xiao Chen that he must not fall into a deep sleep now, otherwise he would never have the chance to wake up again, and he must not die like this!

The road to cultivation is like the vast ocean. Now Xiao Chen is just wandering in the shallow sea. Everything he has seen is just the tip of the iceberg. There is still an infinite world waiting for him in the future. Such magnificent and exciting things may be that there may be crises and sufferings, but being able to experience this is a kind of harvest and a kind of inner fulfillment. Before he has reached the peak of the Tao, and has not yet cleared the fog to see the bright world clearly, Xiao Chen is unwilling to accept it!

In the Star Domain Continent, countless ancestors fought to the death. The so-called slavery of the upper tribe and the human Yuan Dao Fruit planted with monks as raw materials hide too much confusion and hatred. They have not broken all this and returned all the sufferings endured by the ancestors. Xiao Chen was unwilling to accept it!

Seven years of separation, today we meet, we are asking for a lifetime of togetherness, not a life-and-death separation after meeting, otherwise, it would be better not to see each other! Now Yuewu is in the back mountain of Ji's family, waiting for him to pick her up on colorful auspicious clouds, but has not yet fulfilled her promise to protect her for the rest of her life. Xiao Chen is unwilling to accept that there are so many unwillingness and concerns in his heart. How can he die here silently? Absolutely not!

Xiao Chen was determined, and the sound in his mind became louder and louder, gradually turning into a wave, stirring endlessly. He struggled to get up and sat cross-legged. Although his cultivation level disappeared at this moment, Xiao Chen still forced himself to fall into meditation, his breathing gradually stabilized, slow, and silent. Only the bamboo leaves were rubbed, and the bamboo pole was rustling, rustling.

Seven days.

Xiao Chen walked forward silently, and the so-called describing him was extremely appropriate at this moment.

His face was yellow, his lips were chapped, his clothes were ragged, his scars were covered, and his figure was shaking, as if he would fall to the ground in the next moment and would never wake up again. But even in this situation, Xiao Chen was still moving forward step by step. Although he had been walking for seven days, he seemed to be just standing still. Looking around, there were still bamboo shadows ahead, endless and without any margins. His body and spirit had long been numb, and he had reached the point where the oil was exhausted. If it weren't for the support of a unwilling thought, he would have fallen to the ground.

But now, Xiao Chen is not sure how long he can last? Maybe three hours? Maybe one hour? Maybe the next moment... Maybe, he will really die this time, and this is a good ending. After all, when he gets underground, he can meet his parents.

"My father, Xiao Chen is tired, and he really wants to fall asleep like this, and he doesn't want to continue leaving." He lost his cultivation, was alone, the desolate and silent bamboo forest, and his physical and mental fatigue. With Xiao Chen's tenacious temperament, he has reached the verge of collapse and has become weak.

Just like a mortal, the water and rice have not yet entered for seven days, and the wounds are everywhere, how many people can persist?

Just by yourself, you don’t know how far you go, and you are at a loss and have a vague chance of survival. How many people can persist?

In this bamboo forest, Xiao Chen really reached his limit. Maybe he would never wake up if he fell down the next moment, but even so, he was still moving forward step by step, difficult, slow, weak, but as firm as it was at the beginning.

Even if he falls down, he will land in the instant before going to sleep... Xiao Chen will never be a person who is waiting to die.

His eyes were slightly dim, and his eyes were flashing firmly at this moment.

At this moment, a gentle sigh came from the void. When he heard this sigh, Xiao Chen's body suddenly tensed, he stopped, and slowly raised his head and looked forward. He still remembered the sound. It was because of this person that he appeared inexplicably in the bamboo forest.

Burial of bamboo!

His eyes fell on the perfect man who appeared in the void. Although Xiao Chen was weak, he tried hard to stand up straight. No matter what reason the other party showed up, he could not appear weak in the other party. A man was upright and stood up until the last moment even if he died. As for begging for mercy, Xiao Chen had never had such thoughts in his mind. When he reached their level of cultivation, his heart was as firm as a rock. How could outsiders change their minds?

Zang Zhu's expression was a little complicated at this moment, and his eyes fell on Xiao Chen. His beautiful brows frowned slightly. He was puzzled. This human monk had clearly reached his limit, so why could he move forward step by step until today without falling down?
Chapter completed!