Chapter 41

And the reason why this kind of thing happened, the main culprit was that there was an extra grain of rice in the center of his spirit sea. It was round, some transparent, like a small bubble of Buddha.

Liu Ming can swear that there was no such thing in his spirit sea before.

But it was this thing that just turned wildly in his spirit sea, and swallowed up all his new condensed mana, and then it was calm again.

"Is this the cool air that penetrated into his body before, otherwise it would never explain this situation?"

Liu Ming forced down a little bit of panic in his heart. He turned his mind quickly and finally found a reasonable explanation.

But it didn't look like the evil spirits and other things recorded in the ancient books. Otherwise, he would be even more frightened.

Liu Ming even wiped the sweat on his forehead, so he quickly sank his mind into the Dantian again and carefully observed the small bubbles in the sea of spirit.

The bubble looks crystal and round, and it's also very clear inside, but it doesn't look like it just swallowed so many mana.

After a cup of tea, Liu Ming did not find anything useful from it.

And this thing was still in his spirit sea, as if it was really dead.

Liu Ming can't help hesitating, but after his mind turns again, he clenches his teeth and immediately controls his mental power to touch the surface of the bubble to see if he can enter it and have a look.

Bang.

Bubble in his spiritual power of a contact with the moment, unexpectedly as a mirror like fragmentation and open.

Liu Ming was surprised. When he was still in the future and had any reaction, he only felt a thunderous sound in his ears, his head sank, his eyes darkened, and he was in a strange gray space.

"This is..."

When Liu Ming saw this, he was shocked. He swept his eyes around and saw that all around him were covered with grey and foggy walls. The whole space he could see was the size of 145 feet in diameter.

He raised his head and lowered his head. The sky and the ground were gray and foggy, but only five or six feet high.

Liu Ming only felt a rush in his heart. After a while, he calmed himself down and began to think about the whole process of his appearance here.

There is no doubt that I came here because I touched the bubble like thing in the spirit sea.

But what is the existence of the bottom of the bubble? How can it send itself to this strange space without any sign immediately after the bubble burst? It's really hard to understand.

And looking at the lifeless appearance of this space, it doesn't look like there are other creatures, on the contrary, it is more like a prisoner's cell.

After thinking about it for a long time, Liu Ming still didn't come to any reliable conclusion. Even after shouting a few times, he didn't see any other abnormalities.

In his heart, he leaned over, carefully stretched out a palm, and slowly touched the fog under his feet.

The whole palm was only a little bit deep into the fog, and it was stiffly blocked by a solid invisible barrier.

Liu Ming's eyes flashed. After he stood up, he recited a few words in his mouth, inhaled deeply, and then opened his mouth below.

With a whoosh,

A gust of wind rolled out of his mouth and hit the fog wall below.

It's incredible!

It seems that when the strong wind touched the fog, it was silent and disappeared.

Liu Ming's face changed slightly. He pinched the Jue with one hand, and the curse in his mouth also changed.

After two sounds of "poop poop", two seemingly sharp green wind blades shot out from their hands one after another, but after cutting into the fog below, there was no response.

Liu Ming's face is a little blue, but he is not reconciled to use fire bomb and other learned spells to attack.

But it all turned out to be the same.

This seemingly ordinary gray fog can absorb and devour all spell attacks directly.

Liu Ming finally stopped his attack, but after a moment's silence, he pinched the key with one hand, and a cloud of ash came out under his foot. He started to fly up slowly, but stopped abruptly after a few feet off the ground

He reached out and dived into the fog, and began to check the wall of the air.

After a while, he took a long breath and fell from the air, obviously nothing.

Then Liu Ming strode to one side without hesitation. With one arm shaking, he lit up the tiger ring on his wrist and put his fingers on the wall of fog.

"Tiger roaring"

After Liu Ming's body surface was black, he suddenly drank out

The copper ring on the wrist immediately erupted into a yellow halo, a fuzzy tiger head appeared, and a white sound wave rushed to the fog wall.

Poof.

In addition to the white sound wave to let the fog surface slightly shake a few times, it disappeared again without a trace.

When Liu Ming saw that his strongest attack was ineffective, his face was really ugly.

Now, isn't he really trapped here

What's worse, he didn't have too many pigudan. He should have gone to get a new share in half a month.

As for the problem of drinking water, on the contrary, it is very easy to solve it. With a coagulation technique, you can gather a group.

In the next three days, Liu Ming would not be willing to wait to die. He almost checked every inch of the whole space and used all the means he knew, but he still had nothing to do with the fog wall around him.

This time, he could only admit that he had nothing to do, his face was gloomy, and he sat up in the center of the space, kneeling and waiting.

However, staying alone in such a narrow space, even if you know that you are slowly waiting to die, is definitely a test of people's mind.

Liu Ming just sat for a long time, and then he began to practice with a bitter smile.

But he was surprised.

No matter how he urges Tana, how the outer heaven and earth gather in his body, the mana in Linghai doesn't increase at all.

As for the original bubble in the spirit sea, there is no trace.

Liu Ming was shocked, but he was even more depressed.

Since the mana can't be increased, it's meaningless to continue to cultivate the ghost bone.

He had no choice but to practice several kinds of magic, such as fire bullet, water arrow and so on.

As time goes by, seven or eight days will pass in a twinkling of an eye.

There was no sunrise or sunset here, and he was able to judge the time precisely thanks to carrying a small rough copper hourglass.

This hourglass was specially made by him on the fierce island at that time. The fine sand in it was very slow to flow. It took him a whole day to completely drain the quicksand from one side of the hourglass.

Because I have some feelings for it, I always stay around. I didn't expect it would be of great use now.

However, a few days later, Liu Ming was very happy to find something.

After such a long time, he didn't feel hungry and thirsty.

It's a little incredible, but it's something to celebrate for him.

In this way, he didn't have to worry that he would starve to death in a short time.

Liu Ming, who can't leave here, is free from worries for the time being. He just wants to concentrate on practicing those magic arts in space.

During this period, every day he would make a mark on the lid of a wooden box he was carrying, so that he could remember his time accurately.

Without wasting his time to do other things, and with the help of his talent, he has cultivated the other several spells to a small stage in three or four months.

The next time, Liu Ming concentrates on practicing wind blade, which is the fastest attack among all the basic spells.

I'm afraid he would have gone crazy if he hadn't been alone in such a boring environment.

One month, two months, three months, half a year passed in a hurry.

On this day, Liu Ming wakes up from his initiation. He feels that he has recovered from the exhaustion of the previous few days. After that, he begins to recite the mantra with both hands, and at the same time Qi Yangzhi.

After a few "swish" and "swish", the six green blades shot out one after another, and then all disappeared in the fog.

"Within ten breath, six wind blades have been sent out, which should be regarded as the great achievement of wind blade technique." Liu Ming witnessed the scene and murmured to himself.

But the next moment, his hands closed in front of him, and there were bursts of incantations in his mouth.

The two hands were divided again, and a light wind blade, three or four times larger than before, emerged slowly. But when it was just half condensed, suddenly it came with a bang, and the huge wind blade disappeared again.

Seeing this, Liu Ming frowned slightly.

This method of gathering several kinds of wind blade forces at the same time is a natural idea after he released wind blade to a certain speed not long ago.

But if you really want to realize it, on the one hand, you need sufficient mana, on the other hand, you need to be more proficient in wind blade release.

Liu Ming thought about this in his heart, and he habitually pinched his hands again, so he would continue to practice wind blade.

But at this time, he suddenly two ears "buzz", a heavy head, eyes involuntarily closed, and then opened, the whole person suddenly appeared in a sunny cottage.

He was sitting on a piece of futon, pinching his hands, and his whole body did not move.

"This is..."

This time, Liu Ming was really stunned.

This room and the extremely familiar environment of Sizhou are the training room that he disappeared half a year ago.

How could he come back here like this?

Liu Ming only felt a blank in his mind, and his eyes swept around unconsciously. He couldn't think about anything more for a moment.

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