Wang Changsheng lay on the ancient road for a long time, and he was lost for a long time. Because his thoughts were empty and his heart was despairing, when Wang Changsheng came to his senses, he didn't know how long he had been lying in this place.
There is no vegetation on the ancient bluestone road, only bluestones containing Tao Yun. Therefore, Wang Changsheng cannot judge how long he has been lying here.
"There should be no night on the ancient road..."
Wang Changsheng raised his head and looked at the dim bluestone ancient road, feeling a little surprised in his heart.
After staying on the ancient road for nearly ten years, among the situations I have experienced, there is only daytime and no night on the bluestone ancient road. Even if it is shrouded by the formation, it is like daytime.
However, at this moment, the ancient bluestone road slowly dimmed, as if night had fallen. This was something that had never been seen before.
"What exactly is going on?"
Wang Changsheng was confused.
Trapped in the ancient road and unable to escape, Wang Changsheng was indeed desperate in his heart, but despair was not death. Wang Changsheng was still alive at this moment. Since he was alive, Wang Changsheng must see where he had followed the ancient road.
Standing on the ancient road, you can't see what's going on outside. Even if you want to get out, it's impossible. The entire ancient road is completely blocked.
Originally, Wang Changsheng thought that the darkness of the ancient road was only temporary, and it would not take long for it to become bright again.
However, Wang Changsheng didn't know how long he had been waiting. Maybe it was a day, maybe a month, maybe another year...
The ancient road is still in a dark environment, and you can barely see the surrounding situation, but it is completely different from the bright situation before.
"What's going to happen?"
Wang Changsheng kept making guesses in his mind.
As far as Wang Changsheng knew, when the ancient road was hidden, as long as the monks who remained on the ancient road would eventually perish. This was a destined ending. Even if he knew such an ending, Wang Changsheng wanted to find out who these people were. How did you die?
To be precise, how will I die?
As Wang Changsheng kept waiting, waiting for the ancient road to erode him, to see how he would die, but Wang Changsheng waited and waited, but what he waited for was an environment that no longer lit up. Other than that, there was nothing. .
"Did those seniors in the past die of autism under such circumstances?"
Wang Changsheng said in his heart.
Except for the ancient bluestone road, there is nothing, no light, no wind, no life, only the sky that will never light up. This kind of environment can indeed make people autistic. Now Wang Changsheng has such a A little autistic!
"No, it's impossible..."
Wang Changsheng denied his guess. Why? It's very simple. Except for Wang Changsheng, who is a monk who can cultivate to the realm of great masters, which one has not been polished for tens of thousands of years?
Even Wang Changsheng was able to stabilize his state of mind by adjusting his breath when he started to feel a little autistic. Those seniors would not have any problems even if they had to sit for thousands of years!
In other words, the danger on the ancient road must come from the outside world, not from the monks themselves.
But now, the ancient road has always remained unchanged, and Wang Changsheng has not encountered any attacks, so he has no idea of any danger.
After sitting for a long time, Wang Changsheng did not intend to continue sitting down. Instead, he waved his hand and the Langcang Sword appeared in his hand. He used the Langcang Sword to support himself and slowly stood up.
Next, Wang Changsheng identified the direction...
"This direction should be the area where the great master was in his early stage..." Wang Changsheng said in his heart.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Changsheng turned around and walked slowly towards the area of the Great Master's later stage.
When the ancient road emerged and the monks from the Jiutian Realm were fighting on the ancient road, Wang Changsheng did not dare to set foot in the late-stage realm of the Great Master, because with Wang Changsheng's cultivation level, coming to this area would be asking for death!
And now...
There are no Jiutian Realm monks on the ancient road. It is the same wherever you stay. The only difference is that the closer you get to the ancient road, the stronger the fighting spirit becomes.
No fighting spirit has appeared now. Even Wang Changsheng doesn't know if there are still fighting spirits emerging after the ancient road was hidden...
After all, the fighting spirits on the ancient road were conceived by the power of heaven and earth on the ancient road. Now the ancient road is silent, without the power of heaven and earth stirring, even the Tao Yun in the bluestone, after wandering around, Slowly it fell silent.
In this case, will a fighting spirit be born?
At this moment, Wang Changsheng was very confused. He didn't know why the ancient road was in such a situation. Obviously, when the ancient road appeared, there would be a hundred years of fighting time, that is, a hundred years of opportunity. However, in just ten years, the ancient road disappeared, causing Wang Changsheng to be trapped now. There is no way to leave the ancient road.
As for what to do next, Wang Changsheng doesn't know...
Wang Changsheng walked very slowly. He couldn't feel the passage of time on the ancient road. He didn't know what to do anyway, so he used his feet to measure the ancient road.
In fact, Wang Changsheng himself didn’t know what to do!
If this situation continues, Wang Changsheng has no need to worry that he will run out of vitality and die, because there is also free spiritual energy on the ancient road, but it is very thin, and it is difficult to support Wang Changsheng's cultivation needs. However, to maintain the Dantian Xingyu in the body There is no problem with normal operation.
As long as Dantian Xingyu is still functioning normally, there is no need to worry about vitality.
With the combination of Tianling Holy Medicine and Jianmu, Wang Changsheng can definitely persevere even if it lasts for one hundred thousand years, let alone ten thousand years, but it will be very boring.
"If I had known that I would be trapped in this place, I should have practiced more techniques and taken advantage of this time to polish my skills..."
Wang Changsheng said in his heart.
Compared with monks of the same level, the biggest disadvantage of Wang Changsheng now is the polishing of his spells. After all, the training time is too short and he cannot keep up with the polishing of his spells.
The reason why Wang Changsheng is able to become the king and hegemon among his peers is not afraid of anyone. On the one hand, it is because of the powerful foundation brought by ancient methods. On the other hand, it is because of the power of Langcang Sword. It is really no match for him and can turn him into hell. ...
"However, these techniques that you are practicing now don't need to be polished very hard!" Wang Changsheng said in his heart.
Whether it is the Great Seal of Mountains and Rivers, the Heavy Sword, the Soul Devouring Technique, or even the Sword Peak Technique, they do not need to be polished by Wang Changsheng. Either they become stronger as their strength increases, or they only need time to cultivate...
Wang Changsheng didn't know how long he had been walking. Anyway, with Wang Changsheng's current strength, he would not feel tired even if he walked for a long time.
Wang Changsheng stopped when he saw a hilltop made of blue stones.
"Here is the dividing line between the intermediate realm of the Great Master and the late realm of the Great Master..." Wang Changsheng said in his heart.
