Chapter 97: Traveling Thousands of Miles!!

“Finally memorized!”

Agarwood is like a relief, sitting on the ground with one ass and stretching a big lazy waist. Miaokong glanced at her and shook his head helplessly.

Although Agarwood memorized 10,000 books, this did not make her like reading.

It’s like your mother made sweet tofu brain delicious, and you forced yourself to eat more at a meal, whether you like it or not. Compared to the relieved state of agarwood, Miaokong is more concerned about the next changes in this illusion world.

“Buzz!”

A gray mist fell from the sky and fell in front of Miaokong and Agarwood, condensing a line of iron painting silver hook big characters.

“Thousands of miles?”

Miaokong read it softly, and the oud on the side also breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as she is not allowed to read, anything else, just walking, 10,000 miles, it’s not a big deal.

“It seems that this Yang Jian has exhausted his skills, only 10,000 miles away, shrinking to an inch, but a few pillars of incense time.”

Agarwood stood up energetically, she did not notice that after reading through ten thousand books, her mana was more rounded and more like an arm.

This is a change that comes from a strong mind.

“Oh…”

Miaokong sighed softly, ten thousand miles of road is a fart for a cultivator like him, but if Yang Jian will really arrange such a simple trial, then there is a ghost.

Sure enough, along with a loess path appeared in front of Miaokong and Agarwood, the trial of traveling thousands of miles officially began.

“Miaokong, take a walk and see what other tricks this Yang Jian has!”

Agarwood rushed onto the seemingly endless loess path, and then his body stiffened and almost fell to the ground.

“My mana… Not? Wrong! It was suppressed! ”

Agarwood wanted to retreat, but found that it seemed to have taken root under her feet, and she couldn’t lift it? Miaokong raised his eyebrows, looked at the dilemma of agarwood, and secretly said yes.

Subsequently, Miaokong also set foot on the ordinary loess path.

Then, Miaokong only felt that the mana around him fell silent, like a stone falling into the bottom of a lake, unable to move a bit.

At the same time, a strong force suddenly descended, oppressing the body, the heartbeat rate, the flow of blood, and the activities of the internal organs, all of which were suppressed.

That’s a kind of… Squeeze horror experience by the whole world!

“Phew…”

Miaokong exhaled a cloudy breath, adjusted to this extremely difficult state, and said sideways to the still struggling oud: “It seems that this road can only go forward, not backward, let’s go.”

Hearing this, Agarwood also stopped struggling, took a deep breath with the appearance of Miaokong, and nodded heavily. The two take the first step together.

Agarwood didn’t feel anything, and adjusted her body shape to adapt to the terrifying pressure.

Miaokong’s expression moved, and the cultivation method was only brought by the divine power, which was more sensitive than most cultivators, and the pressure around him was a little greater.

It’s not a hint to be checked.

This discovery made Miao Hollow flash through his mind ominously, and he tentatively took another step. Sure enough, the terrifying power that was squeezed by the world was aggravated again.

It seems that this road is really not that simple.

Miao Hollow smiled bitterly in his heart, every step he took, it added a trace of pressure, it seemed harmless, but this road was enough for ten thousand miles. Under the premise of suppressed mana, only the power of the physical body remained, and the divine powers such as shrinking the ground into inches could not be used, God knows how many steps it would take to reach the end!

Quantitative change causing qualitative change is definitely not an empty phrase!

Miaokong did not dare to go to agarwood with this discovery, because it would have no other effect than increasing the psychological pressure of agarwood. This way of increasing the pressure of a frog boiled in warm water is obviously tailored by Yang Jian for agarwood.

It is to let the agarwood unconsciously, adapt to the greater pressure and get better exercise. As for Myoko…

Sorry, Yang Jian only has his own niece in his eyes.

10,000 miles of road, I don’t know how many steps to walk through, Miaokong and Agarwood subconsciously don’t think about this problem, just walk forward step by step.

Gradually, the soles of the shoes wear out, leaving only a layer of fabric on the surface of the feet.

Blisters on the feet, smoothed out, turned into cocoons, then blistered, smoothed, turned into cocoons, and so on. The pain in my feet is secondary, and what is even more uncomfortable is the terrifying pressure squeezed by the world.

Under this pressure, every step is a struggle to exert one’s strength, and every step is the squeezing of potential and the hardening of the flesh. Miaokong looked at himself inwardly and found that his back was completely suppressed in the dantian spirit lake, and it became more condensed, and gradually gave birth to a water-like meaning.

There is no doubt that this is an improvement, a kind of improvement that is of great benefit to itself, and one point of mana can exert three or even five points of power.

It’s just that this process of improvement is really painful enough.

Without the blessing of mana, the two of them who only walk in the flesh inevitably have some holding nature that mortals have. Like, sweating.

Miaokong is better, after all, he has been bald since he was a child, and sweat flows down his spine, although it is uncomfortable, but it is not unbearable. Agarwood is different, used to be regarded as proud three thousand green silk, now into agarwood want to get rid of it and then quickly enemy.

Strands of hair stuck together, like a little beggar, sweat ran down the tip of the hair, but the traces remained on the hair, gradually drying up into an ugly salt white.

“Damn Yang Jian… Call… Phew…”

Agarwood scolded Yang Jian while panting, and didn’t know where she came from.

Anyway, Miaokong didn’t want to talk at all, and the pressure that seemed to be squeezed by the world had doubled compared to the beginning.

Compared to a frog boiled in warm water without agarwood noticing, Miaokong is more uncomfortable in a state where it can clearly sense the gradual increase in pressure.

I don’t know how far or how long I went, Miaokong’s eyes were already a little confused, his legs took a mechanical step forward, and his expression revealed a sense of wood.

Finally, in a certain moment.

“Buzz!”

The immeasurable black gold Buddha light and the brilliant divine light marched together, swaggering, and penetrating the entire illusion world!

Miaokong and Agarwood returned with suppressed mana, more condensed, more powerful, more flexible and swift. Thousands of miles, step through!

Mioko took a deep breath and suddenly saw a door.

There is a groove in the door, shaped like a vertical eye…

Miaokong slowly took out a silver token, which was thrown to him by Brother Monkey when he was in Huaguo Mountain. Above, too, with a vertical eye, this is clearly not a coincidence.

So…… Myoko stared at that door. What will be behind this?.

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