Chapter 11 Fantasy

Xuan Huomu looked at Wang Cang with a frightened face and hurriedly glanced around. He didn't know what had happened.

"What's going on?"

But Wang Cang did not answer him, but looked blank.

Xuanhuomu immediately understood that Wang Cang should have fallen into an illusion, but this is abyss. It is definitely not simple to make Wang Cang fall into an illusion. Xuanhuomu didn't know what to do for a moment. He just looked at Wang Cang's split on the side to prevent those wandering space cracks from hurt Wang Cang.

Wang Cang looked at the pure energy around him and was surprised. Where is this place? The aura is so sufficient. Waving his hand can drive the flow of aura. The thick aura floats around Wang Cang like a cloud, making Wang Cang take a deep breath.

"Well, this is a good place to practice. I might as well take this opportunity to break through to the Mahayana period."

Sitting cross-legged, Wang Cang began to absorb the aura around him crazily, one year, two years...

Ten years later, Wang Cang successfully broke through to the Mahayana period, and the speed of cultivation is amazing. Even at the peak of Wang Cang's cultivation speed will never reach such a speed. The most important thing is that the aura here is like a cloud and fog, which has been absorbed for so long, but the aura is still very strong, and Wang Cang found that the strong aura is completely Blocked the spread of his consciousness, and he didn't know where he was at all.

Wang Cang wants to fight, but it is not his personality to practice all the time.

"Ky, die"

A demon monk in the later period of Mahayana suddenly appeared beside Wang Cang and fight with Wang Cang.

Soon Wang Cang solved the opponent, but one opponent is not enough...

For the next three months, Wang Cang has been fighting. Wang Cang's brain didn't know what he was thinking, but he also found something strange. When he practiced, there was no one here at all, but when he wanted to fight, those practitioners constantly emerged, and even his cultivation was similar to his imaginary opponents. This is really weird.

"Don't panic, Xiaoyou, this is my situation. I think Xiaoyou's qualifications are excellent, and I can't help mentioning it. I don't know if Xiaoyou is satisfied with what I have done?"

Looking at the old man in front of him, Wang Cang felt a little strange. As soon as he had doubts, a person who solved the puzzle jumped out. Isn't this too unreliable?

"Don't know the name of the predecessor? Please also inform"

"Well, very humble boy, I'm about to run out of Shouyuan now, and the name is no longer important. I can't break through now. This time I came to find Xiaoyou for myself. I helped Xiaoyou break through to the Mahayana period. I wonder if Xiaoyou is willing to do me a favor? If you help me with this, I will allow you to practice here for a thousand years."

Wang Cang expressed his doubts that the name Huajing is definitely not accessible to practitioners in the lower world. No matter how talented he is, it is impossible to cultivate out of the Huajing in the lower world. Is this old man a practitioners in the upper world, but why do so many practitioners in the human world come to himself?

Wang Cang always feels that there is something wrong. He doesn't seem to be practicing, but condensing something, but when he thinks about it, he can't remember what he was doing ten years ago. Wang Cang's mind is blank.

However, it would be good if he could practice here for a thousand years. With such sufficient aura here, Wang Cang is confident that he will practice until the end of the disaster in a thousand years, but Wang Cang still did not agree with the old man. He doesn't know what the old man's requirements are.

"I don't know what the senior wants the boy to do?"

"Borrow me a wisp of your life, and I will allow you to practice here for a thousand years"

"Ah...Ah..."

What a familiar voice, who is it?

Wang Cang was very interested in this sudden sound, but the old man's face suddenly changed. He was just a kind grandfather, but now his face is extremely cold.

"Senior, I don't know what you want my original god to do. You should know that even if it is just a wisp of the original god, it will affect the strength of the boy's longevity, cultivation talent and other aspects, and I can't mobilize my soul power now. How can I give you a wisp of genshin?"

"Don't worry about this. Since I have proposed it, there must be a way. As long as you agree, I can take out a wisp of your yuan god, as long as long as a wisp. It won't affect you too much. I don't know if you agree or not."

"No!"

"Bang..."

Wang's fist hit the old man's lower abdomen and directly punched the old man's Yuanying. The fantasy dispersed, and Wang Cang finally understood all this...

What a real fantasy, but the old man is not very familiar with the practitioners of the upper world. He is his transformation, but he also said that his longevity will be exhausted. This is a contradictory statement. Although Wang Cang is not a practitioners of the upper world, Wang Cang is very clear about the problem of the transformation. As long as he is a cultivation of the transformation, Shouyuan They are all infinite. Unless they are killed, there will definitely be no end to Shouyuan.

At that time, Wang Cang's head was confused and didn't notice this problem at all. He just felt that something was wrong. If Xiaoyu hadn't reminded him in time, he would have really been deceived by the fantasy.

"Little guy, what's wrong with you? You didn't respond when I called you these days"

Hearing Xuanhuomu's words, Wang Cang's split body smiled bitterly. Although it was a split, it came from the same source. At the moment when the body successfully condensed the original source beads, Wang Cang's body and the two splits fell into a fantasy at the same time. If Xiaoyu had not been connected with his mind, he would have really said this time.

"It's okay. You can practice here. I'll go first. Call me if you need anything. I'll be there at any time."

After saying that, Wang Cang's split disappeared in front of Xuanhuomu, leaving Xuanhuomu with a blank face.

............

In the cave, Wang Cang touched Xiaoyu's head. The little guy finally spoke some simple language. At that time, the situation was critical. The little guy should not have found words to remind Wang Cang before he shouted the two words he said most often.

The fantasy is too real, but if Wang Cang hadn't been greedy for the aura there to practice there for so long, he might have been able to see through the fantasy. The longer he stayed in the fantasy, the more confused his head would be. If the old man appeared directly, Wang Cang could directly find loopholes from the old man's words, and there was no need to Ask Xiaoyu to remind him at the last moment.

Wang thought that this fantasy would come out and attack him directly like when he condensed the golden elixir, but he didn't expect it to be a seductive fantasy...

"Xiao Yu, thank you"

"Ha ha, don't thank you"

This guy still speaks a little awkwardly, but he can also roughly let others know what he means. Unlike at the beginning, he can only call him "ah".