The Portal of Wonderland

On an isolated island, clear skies are everywhere, the sun is shining, the island's trees are shadowy, and the mountains and rivers are clear and unseen.

Close to the coast, there is a giant banana tree, more than ten feet tall, with thick branches, big green leaves like dancing in the wind, blocking the scorching sun and keeping a cool shade underneath.

In this shade, there is an oval large stone, a white monkey leans on the side of the big stone at this moment, holding a golden book in his hand and staring in concentration.

The silver text of "Nine Revolutions" is engraved on the front of the book.

The inner pages of the book emit a soft, pale golden ray of light, covering the entire body of the white ape, dyeing its white hair into gold.

As time went by, the fierce day gradually climbed towards the center, and the clouds in the sky seemed to have been burned, and sometime disappeared.

After no shelter, the ground on the island was roasted hot and dry, and a sea breeze struck, causing a formation of heat waves from the ground, making the already suffocating air more viscous.

A number of small beasts on the island who couldn't stand the heat began to look around for shade and heat resistance and from time to time threw their gaze at the shade beneath the sea banana trees, but didn't dare come too close.

White monkeys are in the shade, not too much affected, turned over, changed a comfortable position, and continued the golden classics in hand with a smelly flip.

Sometimes white monkeys scratch their ears and scratch their cheeks, meditate on bitterness, and sometimes stick out a furry palm and put on some weird postures that compare to what you draw.

After a long time, the white ape suddenly closed the classics and sighed with satisfaction.

After putting away the golden book, it flipped a few muscles in place and sounded strange and excited.

Then the white monkeys looked around for a while, and then they jumped in some direction on the island, and the bottom of their feet became windy and turned into a white shadow.

The island is not large enough for the white ape to run for a minute before climbing under a seemingly tallest mountain and climbing without saying anything.

The mountain peak is steep and weird and rocky along the way, but the white monkey hands and feet are used together, like a performer, to help up, and the wink reaches the top of the peak.

At the top of the peak is uneven, only more than a hundred lengths in size, this is the height of the midday sun, in the blue sky, the flaming sun emits a dazzling and scorching light, making the temperature here far beyond the mountains.

Instead of feeling the heat, the white ape looked up at the sky with some excitement and stood constantly at the top of the peak, seemingly looking for a more suitable position.

Eventually, he sat on his knees at a flat raised position the size of a grinding wheel.

After a deep, closed-eyed breath, she leaned forward and seemed to be in a sucking position.

However, this posture is different from the previous Japanese suction style, only to see his head raised high, his mouth slightly widened, his right arm lying on the ground, his left arm raised high, facing the proud sun in the middle of the sky.

But see the golden light flowing through his pupils, suddenly emerge a small golden flame, hidden from the intense sun in the sky.

A ray of hot sunlight poured down in the middle of the sky turned into a ray of golden rays, like a golden beam, converging directly in the left hand raised by the white ape.

Just a moment of kung fu, the white ape's left hand was lit up like a flame, making a murmuring sound.

Under the pain of the white ape, his teeth grinned for a while, “squeaking” kept screaming, but his body posture did not move, and he remained motionless.

After some time, as the golden rays gathered more, the flame on the left hand side of the white monkey burned more and more, turning into a basin-sized golden fireball, burning.

His left hand is also slowly scorching black under the roasting of a fireball.

At this moment, the white ape is drenched in water, even the tiniest pores are constantly sweating, and the left hand is shaking due to pain, but it still insists and has no intention of retreating.

From a distance, the white ape crawled to the ground, and the scorched black left hand was like a giant fireball holding a winning pulsation.

……

At the same time, Asahi City Mudhead Street, the center of the warehouse.

In a rolling golden flame, Stone Paddled Black's body bounced off and a silver white light appeared on his left hand.

Boom!

The golden flame of the shepherd's watch was as if it had been summoned by some sort of summons. The screaming rolled up and gathered together on the left hand side of the shepherd, turning it into a light golden fireball.

In the fireball, there is a hint of golden glitter that spiritually keeps falling out of hand, as opposed to the golden fireball, which also quickly becomes smaller.

Between the front and rear breaths, all the golden flames disappear.

The next moment, Shi Mu's body, which had been burned as if it were black charcoal, gradually recovered at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Some of the original burn cracks healed quickly, the scorched black body constantly dropped some black dead skin, and new, delicate skin was also developed.

After a moment, Ishima's body was restored to its original condition.

He bounced his torso, opened his eyes and sat up.

Ishima looked at her body with some surprise and then looked around. At this moment in the warehouse, the ground was scorched black and the air was still hot.

Around him, centered on his body, the surrounding ground was burned out of a large pit.

The restraining array around the warehouse is still there, but Zhong Xiu's figure has disappeared.

Shi Mu's face changed dramatically. He read his mind and quickly contacted Colour.

At this moment, his underwear was all over his body, with only a few storage rings and a black meteorite knife still on his hands.

He took a piece of clothing out of the dust ring and wore it on him, waving a few lights, and the prohibited lights flashed around him and dissipated.

“Bang” sound!

Colour flew in through a window in the warehouse and was surprised to see what was happening here.

But when his eyes fell on the stone herd, he gagged and laughed:

“Haha… stone… stone, where's your hair and eyebrows? Your new look is really... just like your name, really turns into a stone that won't slip away in the autumn! ”

Ishima's eyebrows wrinkled and now his hair is burned out, it does look funny.

“Cayle, I asked you, you've been out there, have you seen Xiu leave here?” Ishima asked.

Colour's eyes saw Ishima's expression was so serious, he hastily put away his joyful look and said:

“No, I didn't see anyone leave here from the beginning. By the way, did Sister Zhong Xiu leave? ”

“There have just been some accidents here… what other strange things have you discovered just outside?” Shi Lian nodded and told Cale what had just happened here and asked.

“You set a ban here, and I couldn't see what was happening inside the warehouse, but for a moment, I felt clearly that the warehouse seemed to suddenly explode with a very scary smell, but soon it disappeared.” Caleb thought about it and said so.

Shi Mu heard this and his face became gloomy and uncertain.

He tried to recall his pre-coma memories, only to be attacked by the flames of fire emitted by Zhong Xiu at that time. The whole human consciousness was a little chaotic, remembering only pieces of scattered memory.

Blurry, he seemed to hear a very nice female voice, but blurry, not remembering the specific content at all, only remembering what the woman had said such as “Tianfeng” and "backphage”.

The only thing I can be sure of is that this woman is not Zhong Xiu.

Ishima was doing her best to think, and suddenly her face changed.

He only realized at this moment that there was an extra golden particle in his mind, just the size of the wheat particle, similar to the grain formed by swallowing the moon, sucking the Japanese form.

“What is this thing? ”

In Shi Mu's heart was surprised and hesitated slightly. His heart moved and a split divinity gently touched the gold particles.

“Boom”

The golden particles immediately burst into a golden book page, filled with dense numbness and small letters, which appeared to be a dictionary of the Gospel.

Shi Muzhu hurriedly concentrated his divinity on a golden book page, looked at a few lines, his face suddenly changed, and then his face revealed an ecstatic divine color.

According to the small script on the book page, this is obviously a specific cultivation technique for the first spin of Nine Spin Xuan Gong.

Although Ishima obtained the Golden Book of Nine Spins of Xuan Gong a long time ago, she did not have a clue about how to practise it, and at this moment she finally got a specific method.

With the reaction of the white monkey in the dream to the Nine Revolution, this work is definitely remarkable.

Ishima took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in her heart, temporarily letting go of this idea.

The next moment, when he wanted to stand up, he found his left hand sinking, as if he was carrying a giant giant giant, and his figure was a huge one, and he almost fell down.

He glanced at his left hand and his face was incredible.

The whole left palm of the hand was scorched black, which he had just discovered. At first, he thought that the mysterious energy of the body had just healed was not enough, and the left hand continued to be scorched black, which now clearly does not seem to be the case.

Although the left hand is black as coke at this moment, there is no slight pain, and there is no problem holding the fist in the palm of the hand, it is just unusually heavy, as if the palm is filled with something 10,000 times heavier than mercury.

Even with his power now exceeding 10,000 pounds, he felt his left hand was very heavy.

Ishima looked at it for a moment, and the divine sense penetrated into her left hand, but no other anomalies were found.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something.

What the white monkey practiced at the summit of the dream should be the content of the Nine Spins of Xuan Gong, and his left hand, after absorbing the solar energy, seems to have become so coarse and black.

He pondered for a while and speculated in his heart that the darkening of his left hand should have some connection with the practice of Nine Spin Xuan Gong, and that he should find the answer in Nine Spin Xuan Gong.

However, Zhong Xiu's disappearance at this moment left him unconscious about the rest.

Shi Lian shook his right hand and stood up, taking a deep breath, pressing down the surprise in his heart, his eyes began to circle around the warehouse.

………………

Oh! Oh! Nine Revolution Gong is about to be practiced.