The Portal of Wonderland

Shi Mudong felt a feeling of refreshment, stood up and stretched out a lazy waist, and then remembered the inner photo, his face suddenly rejoiced.

His sea of consciousness revealed a grain flashing with a pale golden light, which was still very small, but it had been quite a surprise to have cultivated once.

Nor did he return to the cave. He continued to sit here on his knees, and began to practice by reading the third trick of Nine Revolutions.

Soon, the night fell and a full moon rose slowly from the east.

Ishima watched the full moon suddenly appearing in the sky in the clouds, and her body swallowed the moon, quickly entering the dream again.

The surrounding moonlight essence came together and blended into his mind.

He was delighted, as was the case with the Japanese, that the moonlight essence was absorbed significantly faster by swallowing the moonlight.

“Could it be because I have improved and advanced heavenly fighters...” Shi Mu's heart implicitly speculated.

But that was a good thing in any way, and he didn't think much about it.

The night quickly passed, and a brilliant grain of silver was similarly concentrated in the head of the stone herd.

So moonless, alternating day and night, the month quickly passed.

During the month, Ishima spent about half the time practicing the Japanese and Moonswallowing styles, and both the Daylight Essence Grain and Moonlight Essence Grain in her mind already had baby fist sizes.

The stone pasture knee sits in the cave, a glimmer of magic and a glimmer of authenticity enter the mind simultaneously, touching two grains.

As the "bang” sounded lightly, the two grains broke apart, turning into a round of bright shadows of the sun and a round of clean shadows of the moon.

One corner then begins to break, turning into a pure gas and a pure magic force that merges into his body and flows along the internal muscle pulse, converging towards the Linghai Sea of Dantian.

After a long time, Ishima opened her eyes and revealed a glimmer of joy on her face.

There has been considerable progress in his physical strength and powers, especially his technique cultivation, but also considerable progress.

Ever since he stopped practicing the swallowing moon, his technique has been stagnant at the beginning of the moon stage. At this moment, the technique has reached the peak of the early moon stage, only one step away from reaching the middle of the moon stage.

In the course of this month, he also spent a lot of time thinking about practicing the Nine Spin Xuan Gong. Combined with the previous experiences of life and death, the Third Spin Gong also gradually became a big bottleneck.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes again.

Time flies by and another two months pass by.

The stone pasture knee sat in the cave, flashed with black and white light, each covering half his body.

After a long period of time, the black and white light slowly fades, contracting to the left and right arms, and then slowly integrates into the arms.

Ishima slowly opened her eyes and stood up, revealing a glimmer of joy on her face.

The third revolution of Nine Revolution Profound Gong finally cultivated into a bottleneck at this moment. Once successful, the fourth revolution can begin to cultivate.

This requires a certain amount of opportunity and understanding, which is temporarily imperative.

He slowly walked out of the cave, raised his eyes and flew to the top of the summit, looking around.

At this time of afternoon, the clear blue sky is cloudless, the sea water shows a blue color, the water at the end of the line of sight is connected to the sky, almost impossible to tell which is the sea and which is the sky.

And this island, where I live, seems to be completely enclosed in a blue space, so tiny in a watery world.

Shi Lian secretly wondered, temporarily set aside the cultivation, let go of his heart and admire the scenery in front of him.

A little time went by and the sun went down, but the Eastern sky rose a circle of moons.

Ishima sat down sometime, looking at the day parallel to the water day in January, some of the divination, when the mood reached a certain peculiar state, there was no choice but to practise in her mind.

For the past three months, he has struggled to cultivate the moon and suck the Japanese style to gradually approach the early peak of the heavens.

The technique has actually reached the peak of the early lunar period, and once again in the Sea of Sense, the silver and white grains are condensed. As long as he has time to practise Tongtian Holy Spirit Resolutions, with reference to the pharmacy, he should be able to cultivate the uplifting technique.

However, since his martial arts advanced, the technique together has had a limited effect on him, and he has not used it for a long time.

After all, Shi Mu now encounters an adversary with more than heavenly strength, and the lunar method naturally has some elbow strain, but since practicing the third turn of Xuan Gong, and understanding the balance of Yin and Yang, he began to feel that the synchronous cultivation method has a complementary effect on martial arts cultivation and upgrading.

He shook his head and did not dare delay any longer. He sat down on his knees and swallowed the moon.

His eyes closed and he quickly entered the dream.

But the next moment, what surprised him was that this was not a familiar dream world.

At this moment, his body turned into a white monkey ancestor, arrogant at the top of a giant peak, wearing a sparkling set of gold armor, holding a long golden stick, surrounded by clouds and fog, a huge peak hidden, like a fairy realm.

Opposite the White Monkey Ancestor, on another sky-high peak, also stands a tall figure.

Through the cloud fog, you can see this person in bright silver armor, holding a silver three-pointed double-edged knife, the strangest thing is that there is a vertical above his forehead, the silver light inside suddenly appears, swallowing.

The two stand opposite each other, each emitting a powerful and unmatched momentum, colliding with each other, the void trembling.

The surrounding environment is precisely dusk, with a round of sunshine hanging from the sky and a new round of rising moon.

“This is…” Shi Musheng was surprised, but soon realized that he had entered another special dream.

His heart is dark and a little excited. According to previous experience, every time he enters this special dream, there will be some gains, or he will learn some unknown clips of the experience of the white monkey ancestors, not knowing what will happen this time.

Ancestor White Monkey and the opposite third eye silver armor war will confront each other for a moment, then suddenly the shape of the two men is blurred, and at the same time they electrocute forward.

Ancestral white monkey eyes golden light flashed, the golden long stick in his hand magnified, a huge stick shadow emerged between the heavens and the earth instantly, then flashed, illusion of the countless identical stick shadows, the weather toward the opposite third battle will roll away.

In the past, all around us are overshadowed by the golden light!

The Three Eyed Silver Armor War will obviously not be mortal. Almost simultaneously with the hands of the White Monkey Ancestors, there will be a glittering purple millimeter, and the surface of the three-pointed double-edged knife will also be wrapped in the glittering purple light.

But seeing his arms swung forward, he appeared surrounded by dense and numb silver knives, like a thorny silver flood, colliding with a bombarding golden stick.

Boom, boom!

A series of tremendous noises came out, gold and silver interwoven lights thundered, and a stream of gold or silver gas swept away in all directions, dense and numb, unknown.

The void around them was tremendously trembling, two colored aircurrents passing by, and one space crack alternated.

But neither the White Monkey Ancestors nor the Third World War will ignore it at all. Being in space fractures, the space fractures cannot have any effect on either of them by instigating the weapons in their hands to kill each other.

The golden long stick in the hands of the White Monkey Ancestor has changed thousands of times, and a set of exquisite sticks has been exhibited, but the third eye battle will not know who is holy. Faced with the White Monkey Ancestor, the three-pointed double-edged knife in his hand is unusually flexible, and the wind does not fall at all.

This struggle, the direct battle between heaven and earth has changed color, both occasionally appeared at the top of the giant peak, and sometimes went straight down to the sea below.

One time, after both, the thunderbolts burst, countless gigantic peaks collapsed, boulders splashed, the sea waves swept, and the sound continued.

Old white monkey ancestor could not fight for a long time, his face grinned with teeth, his hand a golden long stick, shook the three-pointed double-edged knife of the third eye battle, his left hand burning white light amplified, one punch out.

Large white light gushed out, “Boom”, white light turned into white flame, flying out of hand, condensed into a huge flame fist, will rush towards the third world war.

Where the white flame punch passes, the void is distorted and seems to be about to be incinerated.

“The power of the sun!” Inside the White Monkey Ancestors, Stone Shepherd's heart was shocked.

This white flame attack, though it can be carried out, is definitely not as powerful as the White Monkey Ancestors.

The third battle stirred his face, but did not reveal fear, his mouth flashed, waved and clapped out.

Large pieces of purple light gushed out, interwoven and instantly agglomerated into a single lotus petal, all of which rolled down like waves, forming a giant purple lotus, and flaming giant fists against the sky.

The purple lotus flower is slightly smaller than the white flame giant fist, the appearance is not surprising, but the power is amazing, dripping and spinning, all the lotus petals purple light spinning, actually resisting the white flame giant fist.

The two sides can't hold each other together for a while!

Ancestral white monkey roared, his right hand five fingers connected, lightning struck several fingerprints, one hand shot out.

A black light flies out, exudes a very cold air, and instantly passes into a giant fist of white flame, wrapped around it.

The black-and-white glow alternates on the surface of the white flame and turns into a chaotic gas that is not black-and-white.

Chaos gas lightning wrapped, covered the purple lotus flower inside, countless symbols flew out of it, turned eyes into an octagonal seal, sealed the purple lotus flower inside.

In the seal, the purple lotus is like a fly in amber, immobile, and even the emitted purple light seems to solidify.

WWIII changed the complexion and did not seem to anticipate this change.

At this moment, the golden light flashed, and the golden long stick in the hands of the white monkey ancestors instantly grew long, like a golden light, blinking across a hundred brothers, and the rapidity dotted the chest of the Third World War General.

“Bang" sound!

WW3 sprayed a mouthful of blood out of his mouth and his body was blown out.