The Legend of the Extraordinaries

Chapter 1118: The lost owner

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Monk Yun and Monk Xile were going crazy. Mi Xiaojing never came back. They waited at first, but ten or eight years later, they couldn't wait any longer. Although they didn't need to eat or drink, they felt comfortable staying here. Too bored, the two tried to turn back, but soon found that they couldn't get out.

Unable to move forward or retreat, the two of them were dumbfounded.

Without Mi Xiaojing's guidance and the role of the Purple Gold Sword, the two Buddhist masters were trapped. Only now did they truly understand how powerful Mi Xiaojing was.

At first, the two of them were a little bit dissatisfied with Mi Xiaojing. Of course, that was just dissatisfaction deep in their hearts. They were actually very proud of being able to cultivate to the current level.

what to do

The two of them looked at each other, and finally the Happy Monk smiled bitterly and said: "It's better to stay here... Maybe he will come out soon..."

Monk Yun touched his bald head, his face full of bitterness, and said, "If we can't get out, won't we be trapped here to death?"

The happy monk thought for a moment and said, "Let me make a calculation..." Although he is not a great calculator, he still has some unique methods.

He took out a shell with an ancient meaning, somewhat similar to a tortoise shell, but it was not a tortoise shell, but a refined magic weapon. It was not even a Buddhist sect, but a magic weapon belonging to an immortal. I don’t know where he came from. Where did you get it? It was probably stolen from a master.

This baby looks colorful and shows traces of time.

Monk Yun asked curiously: "What is this?"

"Qiankun Di, a small gadget... I got it by chance a long time ago..."

Monk Xile breathed a sigh of relief as he spoke. A cloud of mist quickly emerged in Qiankunzhi. He stared at the changes in the mist. Monk Yun also watched on the side. He didn't understand the mystery, but he was also curious. Very.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the white mist swirled rapidly, undergoing various strange changes, and finally dissipated.

Xile Monk's face didn't look good.

Monk Yun asked: "How was it? What was the result?"

The happy monk looked like he was constipated, and after a while he said: "Buddha... Well, he is fine, and there are benefits, but we are more miserable... we have to wait... I don't know how long."

They couldn't get any benefits and were still trapped. In the end, Mi Xiaojing had to come out to take them out. The most terrible thing was that the two of them didn't know how long they would be trapped here because his calculations were not very accurate and he could only get a rough idea. , this time cannot be judged, it may be a few days, it may be decades, it may even reach hundreds of years.

This conclusion made Xile Monk almost collapse. It wasn't that he couldn't survive that long. The key was that he was passing time, but Mi Xiaojing was getting rich. This was really unbearable. He was so jealous and such a bastard.

Monk Yun was also confused. He was stunned for a while and said, "How much time? Can we have a rough estimate... Otherwise... How can we wait?"

The happy monk sighed: "Ah... no matter how long it takes, we have to wait. How can you get out? Here, even the void cannot be entered!" If they can enter the void, there is still room to move, but they are in the shed, and The cultivation level of this corpse was so high that they simply could not reach it.

Monk Yun silently found a seat, sat down cross-legged, and was no longer interested in talking. In this kind of place where there was no way to advance or retreat, he could only practice. Just like when he was imprisoned before, practicing was the best way to pass the time.

Happy Monk found another seat and sat down to practice. They were both smart people, so there was no need to get angry in a hurry. Fortunately, both of them were powerful Buddhists. Once they calmed down, they quickly entered the state of practice.

There is no time for cultivation, which is the only way for the two of them to cope. If they are awake for a hundred years and have nothing to do, that person will really go crazy because of loneliness.

Mi Xiaojing didn't know that the two people outside were trapped. He gradually woke up when the entire continent began to collapse. Although his insights were still continuing, he was already observing with his own consciousness. He was almost completely immersed in it before. During his enlightenment, he could not distract himself from other things.

Now, when Mi Xiaojing opened his eyes, he saw a doomsday scene in front of him, a bit like the home planet he escaped from, except that the collapse here was more complete and cruel.

Mi Xiaojing was shocked to find that his strength and realm had been raised to a height close to the peak of the Golden Immortal. Suddenly, he had a glimmer of understanding that this was not his own merit, but a gift from this place. Strictly speaking, it should be A gift from the deceased owner.

Why

When Mi Xiaojing had a glimmer of understanding, the first question arose. Why did this person give him a gift to increase his strength to a terrifying level? Now it seems that this person has a power no less than that of Bai Di. The strength is even higher, which is very scary, but why would he act like this

Ever since he obtained the Purple Gold Giant Sword, the whole Yishu has almost no ill will towards him. Even if there are some attacks, he can easily deal with them. This means that the Yishu has no hostility towards him, which is why he let him All the way to Zifu, Mi Xiaojing is now sure of this.

Another point is that Mi Xiaojing vaguely felt that the owner of this corpse was still there. It was really difficult for a master who had practiced to this level to die. However, Mi Xiaojing could not judge for the time being what form the other party existed in. However, He had a strong feeling that he would soon meet the owner of this place.

When the continent collapsed, life was destroyed, and everything evolved, the world became chaos. Mi Xiaojing felt like a sandstorm was raging around him. Of course, it had no impact on him.

This state lasted for less than half a year. At a certain moment, suddenly, the world calmed down, the turbidity became clear, and the earth and sky appeared again.

It's just that the earth is golden, like a desert, but this desert is flat and endless, with yellow ground and blue sky, which is extremely weird.

After Mi Xiaojing's strength surged, he was completely unmoved by these changes. He had his own guesses and just hovered quietly in the air. Even the sword had shrunk to the back of his head, becoming only the size of a palm, but with a circle. Surrounded by sword light, it was like a certain Buddhist sect leader with a circle of Buddha light behind his head, but instead of Buddha light behind his head, there were countless small swords reflecting the sharp sword light.

Mi Xiaojing's consciousness swept across the earth and sky over and over again, and there was deathly silence all around.

A sand dune suddenly arched up, Mi Xiaojing's heart moved slightly, and she had already teleported over.

About a hundred meters away from the sand dune, Mi Xiaojing appeared. He stared at the sand dune. Because his spiritual consciousness swept across it, he felt some kind of huge will and aura.

Are you finally willing to come out