Ning Cheng wanted to buy an ordinary wasteland map, but he didn't have a chance. The monks who participated in the trial of the time wasteland were about to board the battleship now.
The Wasteland of Time is not in the Starland of Manlun, and it is impossible to establish a teleportation array. It must be sent over by warships.
The battleship brought hundreds of thousands of monks who had entered the trial of the wasteland of time and passed through the Starland of Manlun, and after only half a day, they stayed outside an empty starry sky.
Ning Cheng's spiritual sense had already sensed that the space here was extremely unstable, no wonder there was no way to establish a teleportation array. A corrugated entrance was right in front of the battleship. Ning Cheng didn't need to guess, he also knew that this entrance should be the entrance to the wasteland of time.
The Great Emperor Manlun paid great attention to this trial. He not only led the team personally, but also reminded me specially at the entrance, "My geniuses of the Manlun starry sky, the entrance of the time wasteland is only open for thirty-six hours. If you lose it After taking this opportunity, next time I wait for Time Wasteland to open, I don't know when it is.
Ten years later, a temporary square will be built here, and any genius who can come out will appear in this temporary starry sky square. Now everyone seizes the time to enter the wasteland. I hereby wish all the participating geniuses lucky to return. "
"Manlun is immortal, the emperor is eternal!" The excited participating monks shouted.
The ban on battleships was opened, and many monks jumped into the mouth one after another, like dumplings, falling into it and disappearing.
"Brother Ning, let's go in too." Ruan Mingshu, who was standing next to Ning Cheng, said in a low voice.
"Okay, Junior Sister Shu, do you have an ordinary map of the wasteland of time?" Ning Cheng asked in a hurry.
"Yes. You didn't even buy this?" Although a little surprised. Ruan Mingshu still took out a map jade slip and handed it to Ningcheng.
Ningcheng was overjoyed. Taking the jade slip and said, "Thank you very much."
Ruan Mingshu smiled and flew into the wilderness entrance first. Zhao Yanxiang glanced at Ning Cheng, and the killing intent in the corner of his eyes disappeared calmly, and followed Ruan Mingshu into the wasteland of time.
Ning Cheng saw Tang Yu, but did not see Shen Qinyu. He knew that Shen Qinyu's face changed a lot, maybe even by his side. He did not continue to sweep with his spiritual sense, and flew behind the many monks and entered the entrance of the wasteland.
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A great spin force swept Ning Cheng away. At this moment, Ning Cheng couldn't even exist in his thoughts, and everything about him became blank.
I don't know how long it took, his feet were real, and with his strong cultivation base in the middle stage of reading the stars, he couldn't help but stagger. There was a breath of vicissitudes to the extreme, and Ning Cheng felt that he was standing in a vortex of life that was gradually disappearing. His life seemed to be passing, and there was only a panic and fear in his heart.
Ning Cheng settled down and stabilized his thoughts. Maybe anyone can feel that their life is passing by, they will be in this state, right
The surrounding area was deserted. No light, no water. There is no life, no spiritual grass. There is only a color that cannot be described, it seems gray, and it seems to have a very strange color. This was the color of time, and Ning Cheng had such a thought for no reason.
Time has no color, but he just feels that this is the color of time.
Taking a deep breath, Ning Cheng quickly left the distance. Hundreds of thousands of people entered the wasteland of time, but he didn't even see it alone. It can be seen that this time wasteland is definitely not small, not only that, but it is only about a hundred miles away when he knows the sea with his starry sky and swept out his divine sense.
A day later, Ning Cheng stopped in a withered forest of thorns. There is finally a bit of color here, at least the light is much brighter. There are also many plants, even though they are all dead.
Finding a hidden place in the thorn forest, Ning Cheng took out three maps.
Two of the maps were given to him by Ruan Mingshu, one is the map of Ruan's family, and the other is available on Manlun Xingluman Street. The third map was bought by Ning Cheng himself at the auction for 110 million green coins.
Ningcheng compared the two maps of Ruan Mingshu, and they were indeed very different. Although these two are both jade bamboo maps, the map of Ruan's family not only marked more places, but also more than doubled the area.
Look carefully at the map he bought at the auction. This is not a jade sketch, but a leather scroll made of unknown materials. The things marked on the paper scroll diagram are similar to ordinary jade diagrams, and the picture is even rougher.
Sure enough, it was a rotten street thing. Ning Cheng shook his head. He was not yet angry for 100 million green coins. With so many people in the auction, he was deceived, which is also a bullying that he doesn't know how to do.
When Ning Cheng was about to put this leather scroll map away, a bright spot suddenly appeared on the leather scroll. Ning Cheng was certain that this bright spot was absent when he first took it out, which made him stop the action of putting away the map.
Soon Ning Cheng discovered that this bright spot was actually a direction indicator, pointing to a fixed direction.
Is this really a different map? Ning Cheng was pleasantly surprised. He guessed that the map in his hand was most likely the one Fu Shougeng was looking for.
Ning Cheng knew that his cultivation base was slightly worse. He originally planned to find a place to stay in retreat for a period of time to see if he could improve his cultivation base, and then look for Ruan Mingshu's. Now that he found this map with directions, Ning Cheng immediately gave up the retreat.
No matter who left this map, or where it points to, he will check it out.
Ning Cheng didn't know how big this time wasteland was, but he followed this light spot for several days, and he didn't meet a single person.
In addition to being desolate, the surroundings are still desolate, no wonder it is called Desolate Land.
After these days of walking in the wasteland of time, Ning Cheng has become more accustomed to the fear of life passing by when he first entered.
On the twelfth day, Ning Cheng stopped by a dry well. It is very strange to have a well in the wasteland of time. After all, this thing can only be seen in the mundane world. What is even more strange is that this well is still very shallow. Even if you don't use divine consciousness, you can see the bottom of the well with your eyes with the help of the gray light around it. There is nothing in it except a few rubbish rocks and some broken soil.
Ning Cheng opened the leather scroll map and compared it. That's right, the place indicated by the light dot on the leather scroll map is the bottom of the well. He carefully searched the bottom of the well with his spiritual knowledge, but found nothing.
Ning Cheng didn't believe anyone was so bored and made such a map to tease others. Thinking of this, Ning Cheng simply put away the map and jumped into the well.
After falling into the well, Ning Cheng knew what was wrong. Regardless of whether the well is seen with divine consciousness or with eyesight, it will never exceed three meters. But after he jumped in, the well was like a bottomless pit, allowing him to sink and sink again, and the sinking speed was getting faster and faster.
Ning Cheng was shocked. If this continues, wouldn't he be thrown to death
But even if Ning Cheng fights for his destiny to turn into a star, it is useless, his falling speed is still getting faster and faster. In shock, Ning Cheng frantically waved the wings of Tianyun.
Ning Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. Although he waved the wings of the sky clouds, although he still didn't stop his falling figure, his speed stopped increasing, and even slowed down slowly.
Just as Ning Cheng wanted to speed up and swing the wings of Tianyun, his legs made a crackling sound. At this moment, he fell to the bottom of the well.
Ning Cheng took a breath. Fortunately, he had sky clouds and wings. Fortunately, he was a divine body refiner, otherwise he would become a starry sky monk who was thrown to death.
Without Gu, he put on his broken leg, and Ning Cheng's spiritual sense immediately swept out. There were all kinds of skeletons all around, because of the fluctuation of the airflow caused by his falling, these skeletons that seemed safe and sound instantly turned into fly ash.
Looking up again, where can I see the wellhead? Even the divine consciousness can't sweep the wellhead. Ning Cheng took a breath, what exactly is this place
The strong starry sky around him made Ning Cheng breathe a sigh of relief. At least, there is no problem with cultivating in this place. As long as he can practice, he has sky clouds and wings, and he can climb up after all.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the wasteland of time, he fell into such a terrifying dry well.
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For Ning Cheng, breaking his legs was not a serious injury. With his star element running, his injury would fully heal within half a time.
Ning Cheng stood up and turned around at the bottom of the well. The bottom of the well was not big, about three feet in radius. The bones of some fallen monks are scattered everywhere, but they will turn into fly ashes if they are driven by their footsteps. As for the ring, Ning Cheng didn't see any of them.
After wandering for a long time, Ning Cheng found a hidden gate in a corner. The gate is not complicated, Ning Cheng easily opened the gate and walked in. This is a small stone house. There is a futon in the middle of the stone house. Apart from that, there is nothing else.
Ning Cheng's divine sense grabbed it for a while, but he didn't even pick up the futon.
What kind of futon is this? Ning Cheng walked to the futon with doubts, bent down and grabbed it again with his hands. An extremely strong starry sky vitality instantly filled his entire body, and the refreshing refreshment made the feeling of life passing disappear without a trace.
Good things, Ning Cheng was pleasantly surprised. Since his cultivation level was promoted to Nian Xing, he hasn't felt this way for a long time. If he practiced on this kind of futon, his cultivation level would definitely rise.
The slow progress of the cultivation base made Ning Cheng deeply feel the difficulty of survival. Now that there is such a good place to practice, how can he miss it? After the divine sense checked the futon without any problems, Ning Cheng did not hesitate to spin the Xuanhuang Wuxiang on the futon and began to practice.
The incomparable starry sky vitality almost turned into substance, pouring out from the futon, completely encircling Ningcheng at this moment.