Pastoral pamper: Cultivating the field, cultivating immortals, giving birth to cubs

Chapter 560

The man may have been frightened by Mu Nuan'an's actions, but he didn't expect her to be so desperate!
Immediately, he also reacted, and his moves became more ferocious.

Mu Nuanan stared at the man with the "Ling Moyun" face, wishing to rush up and tear him apart.

She was careless!Should have killed him earlier!Not surprisingly, the environment just now was his masterpiece!

Mu Nuan'an no longer has any scruples, and her moves are crazy and wanton.In her hands, the Sword of Killing the Gods transformed into millions, stabbing at vital points.

The spiritual power in the body boiled wildly, and the flowers and broken jade hands were chopped out, turning into layers of phantoms.In the end, all the phantoms merged into one, turning into big palms in mid-air.

The speed suddenly became very fast, and in the blink of an eye, the giant palm fell to the ground.

boom -

There were several bangs, stirring up thousands of dust.

The man struck out a palm to counter it.

But at the same time, he had to dodge the attack of the God-killing Sword. If he couldn't defend himself, the God-killing Sword was like a dragon sailing out of the sea, piercing the man's heart with the momentum of thunder.

puff-

The blade of the sword pierced into the flesh and blood, and as the blade was pulled out, the flesh and blood also sprayed out.

The man's face was pale, which was a sign of excessive blood loss.

A palm as big as a mountain slapped him into the soil with a "bang", but he couldn't get it out.

Mu Nuanan finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground.I was so exhausted that I didn't even want to move my fingers.

Until the man died, she was still in a trance, a little confused between virtual and reality.

She frowned, rubbed her forehead, her temples throbbed, but there was a mess of scenes in her mind, like an endless movie, played in a loop without stopping.It stimulated her already weak nerves.

Mu Nuan'an felt a little irritable, she walked to the side of the corpse, looked at this dead man, and felt extremely irritable.

After poking with the God-killing Sword to make sure that he didn't respond, Mu Nuan'an breathed a sigh of relief.

But, logically speaking, this man has already been killed by her, why the test is still going on.

After resting for a while, Mu Nuan'an continued to walk forward after feeling that his mental strength had recovered a bit.

The road had no end in sight, and Mu Nuanan groped forward in the dark.The eyes are basically useless because of the light.

She could only rely on instinct and mental strength to move forward slowly.

I don't know how long it took, when this familiar scene appeared in front of her for the nth time.Mu Nuan moved.

The man pursed his lips and looked at her, his lips moved, "Kill me..."

Mu Nuan'an took a deep breath, raised his sword and slashed at him. The man's next words were drowned in his throat before he could say them out.

The man in front of her, like all the men she killed along the way, seemed to be carved out of the same mold.

Even the movement and voice are exactly the same.

Kill, kill, kill over and over again.

Mu Nuan'an's nerves began to collapse.

What the hell is this place!Like an infinite loop of nightmares, repeating, repeating, repeating!
Mu Nuan'an sat on the ground slumped, depressed.

She scratched her head irritably, and suddenly remembered the room she entered for the first time.

Thinking of this, his eyes fell on the wooden door hidden in the darkness.

Unknown figures are carved on the wooden door, one on the left and one on the right, guarding the room like a door god.

She rubbed her fingers on the door, and the wooden door was slowly pushed open, creaking, creaking——

Like singing an old song...

Mu Nuan'an walked up to the red sandalwood box again, and with a flick of her finger, the wooden box was opened, revealing the yellowed parchment inside.

She was slightly taken aback, and her fingertips ran across the surface of the sheepskin roll, drawing a pale white mark...

"It's different..." she murmured.

Gently unfolding the sheepskin scroll, the corners are slightly curled, she can only use two hands to open it, so that she can see the whole picture of the sheepskin scroll.

There are some symbols she can't understand drawn on the sheepskin scroll, and there are some patterns similar to mountains and rivers, and there are some ancient symbols recorded next to each pattern, similar to text notes?

Mu Nuanan squinted her eyes halfway. If she read it correctly, this should be an ancient map?

She carefully studied the map in her hand, but found that she didn't recognize any of the places drawn on it.

Not to mention the location, but the patterns are all guesses by her.

But what does the sudden appearance of this parchment mean?

Mu Nuan'an couldn't help sinking into her mind, and explored carefully.

Unexpectedly, when the mental power touched the parchment scroll, a burst of whiteness suddenly burst out from the parchment... The dazzling whiteness burned her eyeballs, and she had to close them.Even so, it still fell into a vast white...

She seems to have come to a magical place, where there are mountains and water, and birds and flowers are fragrant.

Mu Nuan'an looked around and was about to take the first step when suddenly a sharp pain came from the sea of ​​consciousness.

Caught off guard, her mind went blank for an instant, and the spirit ball in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly cracked a gap. Mu Nuanan held her head and screamed.

The clothes on the back were soaked with sweat, and she curled up in pain.

"Wow..." Mu Nuan'an spat out a mouthful of blood, and lay on the ground weakly.

She had already come out of that world, staring at the scroll with dazed eyes.

Holding the parchment in her hand, she grinned with a creepy smile. "The spirit ball is cracked..."

Compared with her pale face at this time, she looks like a ghost...

The moment Mu Nuan'an spoke, the spirit ball in her sea of ​​consciousness clicked again, and another tiny crack appeared.

Mu Nuan'an looked at the spirit ball with his spiritual sense, and touched it lightly, and a crack appeared in the spirit ball instantly.

Mu Nuan'an covered her head, she didn't even have the strength to scream, so she could only grit her teeth.

His face was ferocious, and the blue veins on his forehead were like earthworms, jumping and jumping.It looks disgusting.

Mu Nuan'an was lying on the ground, motionless, with a dull pain in his head. He was very tired before and hadn't recovered yet, but now he was cracked again...

She couldn't help sighing, for her troubled spirit ball...

Suddenly, a warm spring water flowed from the sea of ​​consciousness, like a spring drizzle, continuously, nourishing her dry spirit ball.

"Life is endless..." She said something unconsciously, her eyes lit up suddenly, isn't this the book on spiritual cultivation?

Since it was discovered that it can automatically run the spirit ball to cultivate spiritual power.To repair the fatigue caused by excessive use of mental power, Mu Nuan'an didn't care about it...

Unexpectedly, the one who saved her life in the end was actually a skill she had forgotten.

She sat cross-legged, closed her eyes, and while performing the mental power exercises independently, she explored the mental ball in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The spirit ball the size of a ping-pong ball emits a translucent white light, floating in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness like a bright moon among the stars in the sea of ​​consciousness.Compete with the sky full of stars behind it.

The spirit ball rotated slowly, and those tiny cracks were slowly being repaired at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

(End of this chapter)