Youth's Cultivation

At the same time, at the end of the sand sea, a plain, even dull black iron sword was inserted into a dark horn on the edge of the sand sea!

Five meters away in front of the black iron sword, a figure sat cross legged. The messy long hair and messy beard on his face were all dyed earthy yellow by the wind and sand. His clothes and robes have experienced endless erosion, as if they would be completely weathered by the wind in the next moment and go with the wind! But the figure seems to be immersed in endless perception, and the dark ox horn emits a faint light. It flows into the eyes of the figure continuously. It is a pair of dark and godless eyes. There is nothing else except endless silence!

In silence, a starlight fell, and the ten thousand shares did not move, as if they were dead. It seemed that they began to recover, one, two, three!

The godless black eyes turned for a moment, but they were still dark. At the same time, the black horn seemed to have finally completed its mission and melted in the wind. The plain black iron sword fell on the sand at will!

This figure, of course, is Wang Xiaohu. He has been awake for three years and can't extricate himself from the boundless sword. Perhaps, if it weren't for the coming of the stars, he would fall into endless perception until his body is weathered and disappears in this sand sea!

When Wang Xiaohu woke up, there was no sword intention on the black iron sword. Wang Xiaohu went forward and reached out to hold the black iron sword in his hand, but there was no spiritual fluctuation, not even a glimmer of luster. Just after I don't know how many years, the black iron sword didn't have any rust, and the blade was still flat and sharp! Without aura, it may only be used as an ordinary sword, but Wang Xiaohu understands that this sword is extraordinary. Even if the aura collapses, the sword will disappear!

But now, it seems that it is just a black iron sword without any use!

I don't know how long it has been, but it must be more than one month. They should have gone out of the secret place, and they don't know what's going on outside! Wang Xiaohu's heart was suddenly full of anxiety. Maybe he should go out with them, but at that moment, the boundless sword idea made him ignore everything, as if he would never have another chance if he lost this opportunity!

"Let's find a way out first! See if the transmission array can work! " Wang Xiaohu moved his steps, but a burst of dizziness came. Wang Xiaohu stumbled at his feet and fell in the sand sea in an instant!

"Goo Goo!"

"I'm dizzy. I'm so hungry. God, how long has it been? My body! " Wang Xiaohu only felt weak and his physical strength was so tenacious, but now he was dry and shriveled, leaving only a layer of skin and bones, as if a gust of wind could blow him down!

Wang Xiaohu subconsciously wanted to take things from the storage bag. Only then did he realize that his storage bag and heaven and earth bag were thrown into xuanhuang beads before entering the sand sea, and he temporarily cut off the induction with xuanhuang beads. On the one hand, the shameless dragon disturbed himself!

But for a moment, Wang Xiaohu's spiritual power seemed to be exhausted, and the power of the divine soul seemed to be exhausted!

"I can't open the black and yellow beads. The power of the soul has dried up to this point. What should I do? I can't die here!" Wang Xiaohu thought, what a * * is this? If you starve to death here, you really created the myth of truth cultivation, the first one to starve to death!

However, Wang Xiaohu is a cultivator after all. When he is hungry, it is also one of the ways to recover by removing food and absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth!

Lying in the sand sea, I felt that there seemed to be spiritual power around me. Wang Xiaohu lay there and worked hard to absorb these rare spiritual power of heaven and earth!

One day, two days, three days!

Wang Xiaohu's spiritual power has finally recovered a little, so that he can stand up and walk, but the power of the divine soul has dried up. Obviously, he can't open the dark yellow beads. Without divine knowledge, his eyes can't see things. Now he is really blind!

Therefore, we can only rely on the perception of spiritual power and walk towards the place with more rich aura. Wang Xiaohu's messy long hair is flying, holding the black iron sword in his hand, wearing the clothes that may be weathered at any time, and walking outside the sand sea step by step!