After the myth

Chapter 645: The Law of Sinking
The Samsara Swamp is too big, and the further Ding Huan goes, the more people he meets.

However, most people are wandering around the edge of the Samsara Swamp. Their spiritual thoughts are always scanning above the Swamp. Once they discover treasures, they will immediately rush into the Swamp.

This method of entering quickly and exiting quickly has the lowest risk factor.

Ding Huan knew that although this was safe, it was actually no different from just sitting back and waiting for something to happen.

He believed that those who could obtain the treasure were those who dared to send out the wooden boat and enter the Samsara Swamp.

Just as Ding Huan thought of this, a terrified cry came.

Ding Huan clearly saw a cultivator and his wooden boat being swallowed up by the Samsara Swamp. The process was not fast, but not slow either.

All one could see was the wooden boat slowly sinking. The monk on the boat was eager to rush out of the boat, but he seemed to be able to jump only a foot high before falling back onto the boat again.

Ding Huan's spiritual consciousness fell on the wooden boat, but he could not feel the fluctuations of the Tao.

This only means that the wooden boat is really sinking, and not being dragged down by something.

Ding Huan immediately summoned a wooden boat and carefully approached the slowly sinking wooden boat.

Everyone was shocked by Ding Huan's behavior. They had seen people seeking death before, but this was the first time they had seen someone seeking death like Ding Huan.

This is more than just seeking death.

Can the unsinkable Shenmu boat be used here?

Even though it is also a wooden boat, it is much higher quality than the unsinkable wooden boat.

And there is a ship sinking now, which means this place is not safe at this time. If Ding Huan goes there like this, wouldn't that be courting death?
Ding Huan knew that his actions were dangerous, and he had to do it unless he left immediately.

According to the introduction to the Samsara Swamp given to him by the monk just now, Ding Huan knew that danger was not always present in the Samsara Swamp.

That is to say, when a certain place is dangerous at a certain time, any ship or monk going there will die.

After this period of time, perhaps this place will be safe again.

Those monks who entered the swamp were fighting for their lives.

If they succeed, they will at least earn the resources to advance to a higher level of cultivation. If they fail, they can only go into reincarnation.

Such people are desperadoes.

What Ding Huan is doing now is what a desperado would do.

However, he was not going to look for treasures in the Samsara Swamp, but directly constructed a large cosmic magic circle.

This Zhoutian constructs the slowly sinking wooden boat and all the space where the wooden boat is located.

In order to construct this circle, Ding Huan could only get close to the sunken wooden boat.

After the first cycle, Ding Huan sensed a law of heaven and earth that he had never seen before.

This law is even rarer than the Dark Law.

Although this was the first time he comprehended the law of darkness and integrated this law into his own cosmic art, he at least had a clear concept of it.

But after Ding Huan sensed this law, he had no idea what it was. It was the first time he came into contact with this law, and he seemed to be trapped in an extreme spatial sinking.

This space not only includes his body, but also includes everything that his body touches.

Generally speaking, depravity is directed at consciousness or spirit, but this law extends this depravity from consciousness and spirit to the body and things.

To describe it in one sentence, it concretizes the decadence and forms a new law.

The sinking monk and his boat were wrapped up by this concrete law of sinking, and then sank into the depths of the swamp and finally disappeared...

The wooden boat and the monk on it had long been swallowed up by the Samsara Swamp. Ding Huan was still in the swamp, seemingly lost in thought.

Many eyes fell on Ding Huan, not knowing what Ding Huan meant.

In fact, no one knew Ding Huan. If someone knew Ding Huan, they would have asked Ding Huan to come up long ago.

"Look, this guy's boat is also starting to sink..."

Someone shouted loudly.

Without him shouting, many monks watching could see clearly that Ding Huan's boat was slowly sinking.

Ding Huan was still practicing the Great Universe Technique to comprehend the Law of Sinking.

He also felt that his wooden boat was sinking, but he was not too panicked.

The law of sinking now has a concrete concept in his great sea of ​​consciousness universe. Not only that, his great cosmic art can already touch this law.

Seeing the unsinkable wooden boat sinking nearly three inches, Ding Huan opened his eyes. The Taoist rhythm flowed under his feet, and the wooden boat under his feet was able to move slowly.

Then the wooden boat slowly approached the shore.

Everyone was shocked. This...

Since the appearance of the Samsara Swamp, they have not heard of a wooden boat that began to sink in the Samsara Swamp being able to move or even dock.

Ding Huan felt relieved. Some things are just like window paper. When you break through it, you will find that it is so simple.

Ding Huan didn't plan to think about how the Law of Sinking was formed. He just wanted to find a place where no one was, and then enter the Samsara Swamp to look for Shen Muhe.

When arriving at the shore and putting away the unsinkable wooden boat, the sentence that Ding Huan felt most deeply was that sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood.

If he hadn't spent so much time and energy figuring out how to build his foundation, how could he be where he is today?
If it were a human being, how could he comprehend the law of sinking without the great cosmic arts?
"My fellow Daoist, how come you were able to move just now?" A cultivator in the late Heavenly God Realm looked at Ding Huan anxiously.

Everyone around was staring at Ding Huan intently.

The desire in everyone's eyes was as real as it could be. Walking in the swamp of reincarnation was too shocking and the value was too terrifying.

Once you learn this method, doesn't that mean you can do whatever you want in the Samsara Swamp?
Ding Huan looked at this Heavenly God Realm cultivator as if he were an idiot.

I'm not a fool, why would I tell you this method openly?
If someone asks you about the secret of your cultivation technique, will you tell others? This Heavenly God Realm cultivator knew that his behavior was stupid, but he still couldn't stop his desire.

There are simply too many good things in the Samsara Swamp. If one can enter the depths of the Samsara Swamp and not get trapped in it, one would be willing to pay any price.

"I don't know." Ding Huan simply answered with three words and turned away.

He was going to a deserted place, enter the Samsara Swamp, and then begin his journey to find the Shen Muhe.

"Wait a minute, my friend." A slightly majestic voice called out to Ding Huan.

Ding Huan turned around and saw a monk of medium build. Although he stared at Ding Huan with a serious expression, the uncontrollable excitement in his eyes told others.

He must get this method from Ding Huanhui.

"Is there something wrong?" Ding Huan asked calmly.

This was a cultivator in the early stage of the Divine Lord Realm. He probably felt that his cultivation level was superior to Ding Huan's, so his tone and demeanor did not show enough respect for Ding Huan.

"I am Yi Qi from the Jiuyue Divine Sect. I would like to team up with you to explore the Samsara Swamp together. Don't worry, I, Yi Qi, will never let others suffer any loss when I speak or do anything."

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He said that he would not let others suffer any loss, but his tone was full of threats.

Ding Huan took a look at Yi Qi.

It was because he saved Feng Baiqing of the Jiuyue Divine Sect that he was able to obtain the position of the Samsara Swamp.

Although they are both cultivators of the Jiuyue Divine Sect, Yi Qi is just a piece of shit compared to Feng Baiqing.

"Not interested." Ding Huan said without hesitation.

"Such a good thing, how can you say you are not interested?"

As Yi Qi spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed Ding Huan's arm.

Although he couldn't see Ding Huan's cultivation level, in his eyes, Ding Huan would definitely not reach the Divine Lord realm.

Ding Huan's body dodged and Yi Qi missed his grab.

The Jiuyue Divine Sect is a sect in the land of the Supreme Gods, and he and Feng Baiqing are also friends.

Ding Huan also had no intention of fighting with Yi Qi.

Being targeted by a sect from the divine land is not a good thing.

If there was no other way, he really didn't want to experience the law of sinking in a crowded place.

He couldn't guarantee that after being wrapped by the Law of Sinking, he would still be able to understand the Law of Sinking and escape in time.

Therefore, he can only gain insights after others fall into the law of decadence.

"Dare to attack me?" Yi Qi's tone turned cold.

Although everyone around knew what was going on, no one was willing to speak for Ding Huan now.

Ding Huan said calmly: "Feng Baiqing and I are friends, are you sure you want to make things difficult for me?"

Hearing Ding Huan's words, Yi Qi laughed wildly:
"You are just an ant-like being, and you are trying to get involved with my Jiuyue Divine Sect. You are courting death."

As he spoke, Yi Qi raised his hand and grabbed Ding Huan.

He didn't want Ding Huan to really die.

If Ding Huan could really control the wooden boat and survive in the Samsara Swamp, then Yi Qi would be rich.

He will obtain a lot of cultivation resources in the Samsara Swamp...

Fortune and wealth are achieved through risk, and now there is no danger at all.

If he didn't take action, Ding Huan would definitely be captured by someone else.

Yi Qi felt his heart pounding just thinking about it, and he couldn't contain his excitement.

He actually encountered such overwhelming wealth.

But the next moment he felt something was wrong.

The space around him seemed to be locked by a powerful avenue domain, and then a curtain of swords fell.

Feeling a strong sense of crisis, Yi Qi was about to retreat frantically.

"Puff!" Blood exploded, and one of Yi Qi's arms was easily cut off by Ding Huan's knife.

Before the arm fell, Ding Huan swung his sword and Yi Qi's arm exploded into a ball of blood mist in the void.

Yi Qi withdrew from Ding Huan's domain lock and looked at Ding Huan in horror.

Ding Huan dragged the knife in front of Yi Qi and said, "Your master Huan said he doesn't want to team up with trash like you. Do you have any objection?"

"No, no..." Yi Qi's face was pale.

No matter how powerful his Jiuyue Divine Sect is, it cannot help him now. The most they can do is kill Ding Huan afterwards, but that is meaningless to him.

"For Feng Baiqing's sake, I'll spare your life. Get out." Ding Huan kicked him out.

Just as Yi Qi was about to dodge, Ding Huan's domain locked him again.

"Bang!" Yi Qi felt that all his internal organs were shattered by this kick.

He was kicked away by Ding Huan, and when he fell, he fell directly on the edge of the Samsara Swamp. He was just a little bit away from being kicked into the Samsara Swamp.

Yi Qi got up and dared not say anything else. He turned around and ran away madly.

(End of this chapter)