Return from the second dimension

"What the hell is going on, how can it become like this?"

The outsider was sitting at the table, his eyes were slightly lost and his expression was a little stiff.

At this moment, his mind is full of doubts.

"Obviously it's just a small thing, how could it make such a big movement, and it's not Qianzhangfeng that issued a reward?"

Thinking back to my previous experience, the outsider felt a headache.

Originally thought that a powerful force was provoked, but now it seems that Qianzhangfeng is not worth mentioning.

Maybe they, including them, are looking for their traces everywhere for that amazing treasure?

Realizing this, the outsider smiled coldly.

I will be in the current situation, all thanks to Qianzhangfeng, otherwise I won't be so embarrassed.

If there is a chance, the other party will inevitably pay the price.

In addition to Qianzhangfeng, I actually have to blame myself and should not be credulous.

Born to death in the world of spiritual practice, I have seen intrigues, so I shouldn’t make such a stupid mistake.

But it happened that the other party was from the same plane as him, so he could be regarded as a stranger from another country.

Perhaps it is for this reason that he relaxed his vigilance and allowed the other party to snoop into his own secrets.

Then he chose to betray himself for profit!

Thinking of this, the outsider sneered again, followed by deep self-blame.

If this continues, how long will it take to get revenge on my teacher?

In the world of practice, strength represents everything, otherwise it will be the end of being oppressed and killed.

After he was lucky enough to not die, and after all the hardships escaped to the spiritual realm, he urged himself to practice all the time, and he did not dare to slack off.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got a chance, disasters would follow, and God would never give the poor man a chance to survive.

"Damn...!"

He cursed inwardly and clenched his fist tightly.

Originally thinking about the limelight, the monks of Qianzhangfeng stopped chasing himself, and then went to hunt for treasure again.

But looking at the current situation, this is simply a luxury.

Not only can he not go hunting for treasures, but he has to be even more cautious, absolutely not showing any flaws.

There are countless capable people in the spiritual world, as long as they leave flaws, they will definitely be caught by the tracker looking for clues.

Even if there is a transmission token and a mask to hide the identity, it will still be difficult to escape the tracking of countless monks.

Just because these two treasures have their own limitations, it is impossible to use them as you like.

If someone knows the flaws of the treasure and then finds a way to target it, then he really has no place to bury him.

The more the outsiders thought about it, the more depressed they became.

"Guest, your food is here."

The dude's voice sounded, put the food on the table, and glanced at the outsider by the way.

Perhaps it was an illusion, he found that the other person's expression was a bit wrong, and his face seemed to have become much paler.

"Are you... okay?"

Out of concern, the man asked casually.

"It's okay, it may have been a long journey, and now I am a little uncomfortable."

The outsider smiled and replied in a slightly grateful tone.

"It turns out that this is the case. This is not a big problem, and it should get better after a while.

If you often do this, remember to take a handful of soil from the place where the fire is cooking and drink it when you feel uncomfortable.

This is a folk remedy that other guests said, and it is said to work well, you can try it."

The buddy is also an enthusiastic person, and after a few conversations with a foreigner, he goes to work on his own affairs.

After the buddy left, the outsider looked at the food on the table, but had no appetite at all.

In order to prevent people from seeing the abnormality, he simply took a few bites, and then asked the buddy to arrange a guest room.

Originally I wanted to pretend to be a merchant, staying for a while before leaving Mu Xuecheng, but now I don't have the original thoughts.

Because he knew in his heart that the more he did, the greater the possibility of exposure.

It is better to stay honestly, as long as you are not active, no one will notice you.

While waiting, he is still thinking about how to get rid of this crisis?

While hiding, he will also quietly collect information about the outside world to facilitate the judgment of the outside world.

The longer time passed, the heavier his anxiety.

Although hiding and not moving can indeed avoid revealing some traces, it is also possible to be caught in a human urn.

If you hunt down your own monk and screen out the most simple targets during this period, you may be exposed.

Although he was thousands of miles away, for the monk, this was not a long distance.

If it is really searched, even if it is thousands of miles away, it is equally impossible to escape.

During this time, he had seen more than a wave of foreign monks talking about the reward order at the hotel.

There are more and more monks in Mu Xuecheng, and every monk has a strong taste of scrutiny in his eyes.

Looking at them, you know that it is for the task of offering a reward.

After these monks arrive, they will leave in a hurry and will not stay for a long time.

However, the pressure brought by it has become heavier and heavier.

After staying in the hotel for a few days, the outsider finally couldn't stand it, so he chose to go out and relax.

Wandering around the hotel all day, full of thoughts, almost made him go crazy.

On the snowy streets, outsiders walk aimlessly, not knowing where to go.

Before he knew it, he set foot on a mountain road, and then walked slowly along the stone steps.

After reaching the end, I discovered that it was a cliff with a three-story building.

This is not a place of business, but a purely leisure building, allowing visitors to have a place to shelter from wind and snow.

After walking up the steps and reaching the highest floor, you can reach a river that is silted up by snow, but is still flowing slowly.

It passed between the valleys, most of the river surface has been frozen, but it still does not affect the normal flow.

At this moment, the white snow was fluttering, falling into the river one after another, leaving only black and white in the world, and it seemed that there was nothing else.

"This is... Mu Xue Chenfeng!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, the outsider immediately remembered the legend about Mu Xuecheng and couldn't help but sigh.

"Indeed... not bad!"

Unexpectedly, I walked around randomly and came to the most famous place in Mu Xuecheng. I don't know if it was God's will.

Turning his head and looking around, he saw a poem written in dragons and phoenixes on a wall.

Snow jams the river, the wind is full of waves, the road is blocked, and the blue waves are cold.

This poem is nameless and unnamed, to the effect that ice and snow cannot stop the flow of the river. It seems difficult, but it can still reach thousands of miles away.

The implication is that one cannot be hindered by the immediate predicament, but to maintain sufficient courage and confidence. As long as you persevere, you will definitely be able to achieve your goals.

This is an ordinary little poem. It was probably sent by a tourist, so it was written on the wall.

However, the outsider watched for a long time, until the sound of other tourists' footsteps came, and he suddenly woke up like a dream.

"Hahaha..."

The outsider stood there laughing for a while, and then returned to the original road with a smile among the strange eyes of a group of tourists.

At this moment, he already knew how to do it.