The repeated boring days almost made Chen Anyian collapse.
Others have begun to advance rapidly and bravely, but he is trapped here, unable to do anything.
He wanted to vent, but there was nothing in the huge ancient bronze palace.
Just the broom that keeps appearing.
By the way, there is also the little flame that lights up on time every day.
That thing seems to have become a spirit.
Apart from practicing in the Ancient Bronze Temple every day, Chen Anian's only remaining pleasure is to smash the small flame and see how it reorganizes.
The little flames were very diligent. After being shot to pieces by the sword energy, they were still working hard to gather together, as if they would never die.
Even if it is divided into small sparks, they are still dancing in the air and slowly gathering towards the center.
It's not like a broom, which breaks when touched and a new one comes out. However, this situation only lasts for one day.
The brooms seemed to be out of stock, and one began to appear every hour.
This brought Chen Anyian's fun to the extreme.
Chen Anian stares at the broken sparks gathering together every day, either in a daze or practicing.
Tianhuang City is now peaceful.
There is a ray of spiritual consciousness left in the main body, which is always in a state of cultivation. Unless the spiritual consciousness in the fairy body returns, the main body will not wake up.
When the spiritual consciousness returns, it will either automatically disperse the fairy spirit body, or the fairy spirit body will be killed.
Either way, it means completely losing the fairy body.
Unless the main body leaves the city in person, this master Fu Hai battle is over for this person.
Coupled with the skylight shrouding the city, killing is not allowed in the city, otherwise they will be obliterated by the skylight shrouding the city.
Therefore, although Tianhuang City is large, it is as peaceful as a small mountain village.
Every day, fairy spirits come and go from outside the city, bringing back the collected yuan stones and rune fragments for their own cultivation.
At the same time, repair the fairy spirit body, and then go out again.
The number of monks participating in the battle in Tianhuang City is the smallest among the four major regions, but there are still more than 120 million people.
The number of people participating in the battle may seem terrifying, but for the vast ethereal world outside the city, after so many people dispersed, it would even seem particularly empty and lonely.
Only in the city can you feel some popularity.
In the first half month, Chen Anyian would come back every day, hoping to get some news.
But except him, everyone went well.
The vast virtual world outside the city can be called the most unforgettable place of opportunity.
As long as you don't get greedy and rush forward, even if you encounter a powerful beast, you can join forces to surround them and kill them.
Whether it is killing points, rune fragments, or Yuan Stone harvest, they are all extremely rich.
As for Chen Anyian, except for the increase in kill points like a turtle crawling, there is nothing else.
A month later, Chen Anyian finally met Dong Yunchen who had returned.
"Old Chen!?" Dong Yunchen's eyes widened in surprise when he saw Chen Anyian, "Where have you been?"
Chen Anian looked helpless, spread his hands and said silently, "I don't know. I was trapped when I left the city and couldn't get out."
Dong Yunchen said with relief, "You must be at a higher level than us."
"Otherwise, why are you the only one in the city who has not entered the ethereal world?"
With that said, Dong Yunchen checked Chen Anyian's killing points and then stopped talking.
The atmosphere between the two became extremely awkward.
"You don't have to be too sad about that. I, Lao Zhong, and Lao Feng will work hard."
Dong Yunchen patted Chen Anyian on the shoulder,
"There are many ferocious beasts out there. Although it is dangerous, with Lao Xiao and us, it is not a big problem and we have killed many ferocious beasts."
"We will evenly distribute the killing points to you when the time comes."
Chen Anyian twitched the corner of his mouth, and his smile was uglier than crying, "Then you continue to fight, I'm not in a hurry."
Dong Yunchen threw the four storage rings to himself, Zhong Chuixue, Feng Guishan and the body of Xiaotian Dog.
The main body took over the storage ring and re-entered the cultivation state.
The rune fragments in the beast's body are the most precious treasures for all monks.
Because the beast itself has no consciousness, no matter how many rune fragments it swallows, there is no need to worry about being affected by the beast's consciousness.
Unlike the monk's rune fragments, each fragment contains the monk's consciousness.
Once you swallow too much, you will even fall into a disaster of confusion. If you are not careful, you will go crazy and disappear.
That's why Dong Yunchen and others were so surprised when Chen Anyian devoured the Linglu and Xudan.
Any normal person would not do this.
If Chen An didn't have the core of the sea of consciousness and could wipe out all the fragments as the source light point, he would have become confused and possessed.
Now, Dong Yunchen and others are finally able to significantly improve their cultivation, and everyone is extremely excited.
After bidding farewell to Chen Anyian, Dong Yunchen left in a hurry.
Chen Anyian could only return to the Ancient Bronze Palace again.
It was obvious at first glance that this ancient bronze palace was not simple, but he even studied every inch of the floor and walls.
But still haven't found anything of value.
Chen Anyian also thought about imitating the patterns engraved on the floor and walls, but he almost died on the spot.
With just one line, the universe of consciousness began to tremble crazily.
The core of the Consciousness Sea almost collapsed.
Chen Anyian was so frightened that he could only sit on a chair.
Waiting for the broom spirit to appear, and looking forward to when the little flames will come together.
A whole month has passed,
Chen Anian was in the middle of practicing when his heart suddenly palpitated and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
It seemed as if something terrible was about to come.
The entire ancient bronze temple began to rumble and tremble.
On the ground and on the walls, lines of imprints suddenly lit up with a faint light, and finally enveloped the entire ancient bronze temple.
"Ah... spare me..."
"I was wronged, sir..."
"I'm guilty, I'm guilty..."
Suddenly, shrill screams and pleas for mercy rang out in the void.
The hairs on Chen Anian's body stood on end, and those sounds seemed to be lingering around his ears, like magic sounds, making people almost collapse.
The dim light became brighter and brighter, finally converging on the bronze table.
Chen Anyian looked intently and saw a wisp of black slowly rising from the square inkstone on the bronze table.
It’s just a little bit, but it seems to encompass everything.
Chen Anian seemed to see countless people walking, sitting and lying down, even kneeling down to beg for mercy, committing murder and suicide, marrying wives and having children, and so on.
The lives of countless people are all encompassed by this black color.
The black became more condensed and thicker, finally turning into a drop of the commonplace...ink.
"Plop...Plop..." The heart beat violently.
Chen Anyian swallowed nervously and stared at the drop of ink.
As if this is the most precious treasure in the world.
Chen Anian suddenly trembled, and the immortal spirit body located in the ancient bronze palace collapsed instantly.
At the same time, the main body sitting cross-legged in Tianhuang City suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and disappeared from the room.
The moment the fairy spirit body collapsed, he saw... a writing brush appear in the void!