Chapter 1127 The ninth picture!

In the fourth painting.

Desolation.

Withered.

This seems to be the main theme of this painting. After entering, a sense of desolation hits you. The whole world is withered, as if there is a mouth growing under the ground that is constantly devouring the vitality of the world. The bleak autumn wind is something Chu Xun has not felt for a long time, and it also reminds him of his old friend in Shenzhou Continent.

The Lord of Desolate State, Emperor Desolate.

Speaking of him and Chu Xun, there is a certain origin between them, and the inheritance of the Lord of Desolate Heaven Palace comes from this Emperor Desolate, but no one expected that this Emperor Desolate did not die in the long years of dust, but burned his life when the Lord of Samsara was in chaos, and revived to the extreme, forcibly helping to fight for a glimmer of life.

"If he is still alive, this will be his holy place for cultivation!" Chu Xun murmured softly, with memories and complexity in his eyes, but he suddenly woke up that his emotions were affected by entering this desolate world, becoming depressed and sensitive. If it were not for the "Nine Dust Sutra", he would not have felt it.

Looking at the people who practiced in this desolate picture world, they were all in low spirits and depressed. Even if there were still people struggling hard, they could see their fatigue and exhaustion. They lost their struggle at some point and exuded a listless atmosphere like other people.

"This painting!" Chu Xun took a deep breath, and his eyes became more serious. The autumn mood was still there. If you use this painting to practice and comprehend the desolate avenue, the desolate aura alone can weaken the opponent when fighting against others. It's no wonder that some people are willing to practice even though they know there are problems.

"Practice first!" Chu Xun said calmly. This painting is also prepared to be the same as the third one. If it is too difficult to comprehend and is not suitable for you, you will still give up temporarily and wait until you have enough time to consider whether it is worth wasting time to practice.

"But compared to 'Yushan Jun', Senior Nan Jiuliu is too kind!" Chu Xun muttered to himself. Another name for the Abyss Mountain is the Demon Mountain. Those who try to take shortcuts will not have a good end. Although this desolate painting affects the mind and will, it will slowly recover after leaving, so as not to hurt the foundation.

"Comprehend it!"

One day.

Two days.

Three days.

Those who were still preparing to visit Chu Xun did not wait until he walked out of the 18 pictures. Instead, they became more and more immersed in it as time passed. This made people sigh and mutter: "What level should he reach when we meet next time?"

Breaking through the perfection of the ninth realm, the strength has doubled, which is a terrifying monster. But now it is still growing at a speed visible to the naked eye in the Great Secret Realm. What will it be like after 100,000 years or 200,000 years? Even after a million years, will it become like the Yellow Robe Nine Dragon City Lord?

No one knows, but the status of Xifang City has inexplicably improved. The Nine Realms who are willing to come to Xifang City as guests and responsible for managing order have come in droves, which makes the Lord of the Galaxy a little confused, but he also vaguely realizes Chu Xun's current status. As an invincible person in the Nine Realms, he has no power. The only thing that can be implicated is Xifang City, which has naturally improved like a rising tide.

5000 years.

10000 years.

In a blink of an eye.

Chu Xun has spent another ten thousand years in 18 pictures, and most of the first batch of people who came in have left. There are only a few left here. No one can stay in it for too long without understanding the essence. Huanyi Zhenren, Jiuqu Daozun, and Yingshan Qingluan, the little girl, also left early.

"Which picture is it?"

"The 8th one!"

"Some gave up!"

"Some are longer."

"The next one should be given up too!"

Some people from the Qiebai clan were also paying attention to Chu Xun. At this time, these two were responsible for watching Chu Xun's every move. They witnessed Chu Xun's gains from entering the realm, his breakthrough, and his rapid improvement now. They only felt that he was more terrifying. After the breakthrough, the ten thousand years also consolidated his foundation, but it was unclear to what extent he had reached.

"Next one!"

"Nothingness!"

Chu Xun whispered softly and entered the ninth picture. In the past ten thousand years, he had comprehended many pictures. Some of them, such as 'thunder' and 'rain', completed the practice without missing the opportunity, while others, such as 'ocean' and 'mountain', brought huge and shocking mountains, which were admirable, but shallow comprehension was okay, and it took a long time but he didn't want to waste it.

There is also a picture of a 'Lost Corridor', which is full of corridors. Even Chu Xun was confused after entering. People who are good at formations are very sensitive to these things, but they still feel numb. They don't want to stay for a moment and leave without even looking at the essence of this painting.

It is also the only picture that comes out after entering. However, I am impressed by the tenacity of Huanyi Zhenren. He can practice in such a lost corridor. Not only did he break through the Eight Realms Perfection, but he also mastered a Nine Realms Level Rule. It can only be said that the 18 pictures left by Senior Nan Jiuliu are all-encompassing and suitable for anyone to come in and gain something from them.

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"Nothingness!" And now is the 9th picture where Chu Xun entered. The moment he entered, he was still a little dazed, thinking that he had walked into the wrong place, but after he really calmed down, he stared at the surroundings, and his spiritual consciousness was constantly spreading.

"Endless silence!" Chu Xun muttered. Even though he knew what was inside the scroll before entering it, he was still shocked after actually stepping into it. There was not a single ray of light in the entire scroll world. After entering it, he even suspected that Senior Nan Jiuliu did not paint, but splashed ink in and hung it up randomly.

"Guess how long it will take?" The two members of the Kaibai clan, one fat and one thin, who were staring at Chu Xun, also muttered.

"Two days!" Another thin man also touched his chin and said to himself. Among the 18 scrolls, only this one is the most unique. It can be said that the other 17 scrolls have been visited, even the dreaded Lost Corridor has been visited, but this one is the only one that has not been visited. No one is willing to endure the torture and suffering in it.

"At least he has reached the level of the invincible ninth realm in terms of combat power. I bet he can last two years!" said the fat man who first asked the question.

Then the thin man was extremely surprised and thought that the other party was crazy. However, Chu Xun inside did not know the bet outside. He was in the endless night, unable to see his fingers. The vision and consciousness were all dark. At this time, he really felt the endless silence.

"The ninth picture!" Chu Xun whispered softly. He didn't even know how to comprehend this picture. Whether it was "thunder", "rain", "barrenness", "mountains" or even the most complicated "lost corridor", there were ways to comprehend it, but he didn't want to waste too much time in the lost corridor.

But it is precisely in this picture of "nothingness" that I feel the true nothingness. Everything returns to its original state without any color or light, vitality or decay. Sitting alone inside, I don't even know the meaning of this trip. Is it to feel the void in the nothingness, or to feel the time in this long loneliness?