Fantasy: I’m really not an unparalleled expert

And at this moment.

Inside the boulder.

There is a dark void, hidden in it.

In this void, there is nothing else but a golden little monkey sleeping.

There was thick gray fog surrounding this golden little monkey.

But at this moment, the gray fog is gradually disappearing.

In this space, at some point, an old figure appeared.

The skin all over his body was covered with gray stone skin, and his eye sockets were filled with gray mist. With his old hands waving, he actually took the gray mist that filled this space into his mouth and swallowed it all.

He is like an old ghost, feeding on gray mist!

"Since I crossed the giant bronze gate and entered this small world, I haven't found anything to eat for a long time..."

"I'm starving to death..."

Not long after, all the gray fog in this space had been absorbed by the gray old man!

——He... does not exist in the earthly world.

After the gray mist old man swallowed up all the gray mist, he stared at the sleeping golden monkey in this space, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

"...the Taoist embryo left behind by the strong men of the 'Pre-White Mist Era'?"

"The real treasure... eating you will be of great benefit to me!"

The old man approached the little golden monkey step by step. His old hands stretched out as if to catch the little monkey.

But, the next moment, there seemed to be thin wisps of white mist emerging around the golden monkey.

Suddenly, the old man's hands began to tremble, and the thick gray mist in his eyes seemed to fade a little, as he was struggling!

"No...I can't alienate...I was once a creature of the white mist. If I choose to take the path of the gray mist, I can't lose my mind..."

The old man's face suddenly twisted in pain.

"The era of white fog will eventually come to an end, and all creatures in the white fog will perish. Only the gray fog is their destination..."

"This Taoist fetus has fallen into the underworld, cut off its vitality, and turned into a stillborn fetus. Eating it... is nothing. It can also temporarily suppress the ominousness and weirdness in my body..."

He murmured, reaching out his hand again.

But then he said again:

"No! If I feed on white mist creatures... I will truly and completely become a gray mist creature... No!"

At this moment, the old man knelt on the ground in pain, trembling all over.

The gray mist surged in his body, his desires were swelling, and an ominous and strange aura emanated from his body, making the last trace of clarity in his eyes seem to disappear!

"I have obviously found someone in the divine realm who can temporarily suppress the weirdness of my main body. The cause and effect on her body can obviously suppress my main body. Why...I am still losing myself..."

His whole body was about to twitch!

However, right now.

Suddenly, a trace of blood entered this space.

Seeing the blood, the old man suddenly became excited. He suddenly stepped forward and drank all the blood greedily.

For a moment, the gray mist surging in his body actually calmed down.

The old man gradually regained his consciousness!

"I...I almost became a slave to the gray mist!"

The old man suddenly became frightened when he thought of what he had just done.

"The origin of the gray mist is too terrifying...cannot be controlled at all..."

He murmured, suddenly remembered something, his expression suddenly changed, and he said:

"No, when I was swallowing the gray mist here, I fell into confusion. It seems that... the origin of the gray mist has been transmitted to the outside once...??"

He was actually a little frightened.

As a creature of the white mist that chooses to take the path of gray mist, he must constantly swallow the gray mist to keep himself alive.

However, the origin of the gray mist will change him, turning him into a slave of the gray mist and completely alienating him.

Moreover, the origin of gray mist has a natural tendency to destroy everything and will spread outwards on its own initiative. Anyone who obtains the origin of gray mist and cultivates it...

They will all become slaves of gray mist!

"The main body suppressed itself in the divine realm and sent hundreds of clones to look for the gray mist to survive... I was lost, which means that other clones must also be lost..."

"I'm afraid the origin of the gray mist has appeared in this small world..."

"I...I will destroy this world!"

There was some fear on his face!

Because... he has not completely lost his conscience and reason, and still retains the awareness of beings in the white mist.

At this moment, he discovered that in this hidden void, there seemed to be strands of blood flowing in!

"This blood...who does this blood come from!?"

The old man was surprised and said: "Just now, I got some of this blood, which suppressed the gray fog in my body..."

"To be able to suppress the gray mist, this blood must come from the supreme being..."

He flicked his fingers, and a drop of blood fell into his hand. He lowered his head and looked carefully, and suddenly realized it.

"No, this blood does not come from a supreme figure. It can suppress gray mist because it contains the rich essence of white mist!"

There was even more surprise in his eyes and he said:

"Since the beginning of the post-White Mist Era...it is almost impossible to find this level of White Mist Essence in the Chaos Ancestral Realm..."

"This small world should have been created in the pre-White Mist era, and there is still some pure White Mist left."

"It must be so...the watchdog behind the giant bronze door is already extraordinary. This world...must hide the real secret!"

"Maybe... there is a way to embark on the road to white mist!"

For a moment, he seemed a little excited!

You must know that the Chaos Ancestral Realm once experienced a terrifying gray fog catastrophe.

That catastrophe destroyed everything in the original Chaos Ancestral Realm, and the White Mist Era almost ended...

In ancient legends, there is a woman with amazing talent and beauty who single-handedly suppressed all chaos, fought back the gray fog, and started the post-white fog era...

However, there has been a huge gap between the post-white mist era and the pre-white mist era, and the white mist in the Chaos Ancestral Realm is far less dense than the pre-white mist era.

It is getting more and more difficult to "get on the road".

Many white mist creatures even have to choose the path of gray mist...

In this case, the treasures, opportunities, etc. left over from the pre-White Mist era are particularly precious!

"There are great secrets in this world..."

He murmured and raised his eyes to look at the blood in the void, only to see a lot of blood gathering towards the little golden monkey.

Submerged into the body of the golden monkey.

Suddenly, the little golden monkey seemed to make a faint heartbeat.

However, in an instant, some kind of terrifying secret power circulated, killing the heartbeat, and the taboo aura filled this small space.

The old man was shocked.

"This divine monkey... was suppressed and killed by the supreme taboo existence in the gray mist world!"

"The action of that kind of existence lasts through the ages. It can be called an eternal force."

"This blood with the essence of white mist...can't save it!"

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And at this moment.

Beyond the boulder.

Qingchen's blood dripped on the boulder and seeped into the stone statue.

But there was no movement at all.

"Dead dog, what's going on?"

Wu Dade asked the big black dog.

The big black dog looked at the stone statue with extremely solemn eyes and said:

"Before the monkey died, he was killed by the supreme decree in the gray fog world. There was a great terror in the world... I'm afraid it wouldn't be possible to rely on blood alone!"

"so what should I do now?"

The big black dog muttered:

"That kind of forbidden existence is the most powerful person in the gray mist world, so it must have been on its way... I have no experience of facing it head-on..."

It tilted its head and thought for a while, then suddenly said:

"Would you try to write the word 'Fan' with blood? Remember to think of the master when writing!"

Hearing this, everyone was startled.

Is this... reliable?

Qingchen, however, did not hesitate.

He closed his eyes and meditated in his mind!

He was meditating on Li Fan's voice and smile, and on Li Fan's words and deeds.

He thought of his master sitting calmly under the peach tree, drinking tea and reading leisurely...

I thought of Master’s transcendence and leisurely cultivation of the land...

I think of the master's detachment in always transforming the great principles and supreme scriptures into the trivial matters of daily life...

At this moment, his blood-stained fingers wrote a word of blood on the stone statue stroke by stroke!

"Fan"!

As soon as this word came out, the entire boulder suddenly started to tremble!

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