"So, shall we follow in?"

The man in blue frowned slightly, with a trace of tension in his voice.

"Of course, the boundaries overlap here, the basic space standard has changed, and the positioning instrument can't be used here.

It's been such a long time. I don't want to drag on any longer. "

The white priest said lightly.

He looked up, his eyes flashed a trace of ice cold, and then walked in, step by step to the direction of Wang Xu three people left.

Behind, the man in blue lowered his head, took out a palm sized instrument and looked at it. When he saw that the flashing red dots on it had disappeared, he was very disappointed.

"Damn, I can run!"

He swore in a low voice and quickly followed.

……

Hou and several friends have been trapped in this small town for nearly seven days.

They are just ordinary college fighters. They go out for trial to increase their fighting experience.

But since I entered the town seven days ago to have a rest, when I woke up, the town was covered by gray fog.

At first, they didn't care, only because of the weather, but later they found that there was no one in the inn except them, and there was still no one in the street.

The food they were carrying had already been eaten up. What's more, they couldn't get out of the town.

So they had no choice but to hide in the original Inn, and they did not dare to go out for a stroll. There was still a lot of food in the inn, which was enough for them to consume.

But it's not the way to go on like this. The food will be consumed one day. As the time goes on, the fog outside will not disperse, but become thicker and thicker.

These changes, the fear of the unknown, make Hou happy and his party's mentality, great changes have taken place.

Two days ago, one of them decided to go out and find their way.

"Hou is happy, Yang Yong. They've been away for two days and haven't come back. Have they found their way out?"

In the hall of the inn, Zhang Hongxia, a companion, said in a low voice with a pale face and expectant voice.

"Maybe."

Hou happily lowered his head, rubbed the scabbard in his hand and held it tightly

"But it's very likely that they are in danger. After all, they agreed that they would come back to us first to find a way out..."

"Maybe they have an accident and can't come back? But they did go out, and now they may have found the tutor of the college to save us! "

Zhang Hongxia retorts with great expectation.

"Well, you're right..."

Hou sighed happily. He felt that his name was not suitable for him. From childhood to adulthood, it seemed that he had never met anything that made him happy.

When he was born, his mother died in childbirth. His father didn't give him a good face since he was a child. The old people in his hometown all said that there was a filial son under the stick, so he was almost beaten from childhood to adulthood.

Finally, Lao Tzu was drunk and fighting with others. He was killed in the street on the spot. He left his hometown alone and went to the city to join a martial arts college.

As a result, the test terms are manipulated by others, genius is regarded as a waste, and ridiculed by everyone around him. After three years of hard work, he has achieved success in cultivation, and is ready to be proud in front of his peers

The horse Trooper is trapped in this strange place again!

"My name is happy, but actually I've never been happy. I'm not happy now..."

Hou happily grasped the scabbard and slowly got up and walked out

"Hongxia, there isn't much food in the inn. I'll go to other houses outside to look for food that is not bad and can be eaten!"

"Good! Be careful

"I see."

Hou happily opened the door and walked out into the increasingly thick white fog without looking back.

The door closed slowly behind him. Through the crack of the door, a figure was sitting on the chair in the hall.

But the figure, where is a living person?

It's a white skeleton shelf in a red dress!

Before, all women's voices, never from this white skeleton, but Hou happy himself!!

Bang

The door is closed completely.

……

On the streets of a small town.

The white leader walked quietly step by step, followed by a servant like man in blue.

Within a few meters around them, the gray fog seemed to be blocked by an invisible eggshell, rolling outside, but could not enter one inch.

"Blue servant, you have followed me since you were a child. In a twinkling of an eye, after so many years, you have reached the limit of the great master's realm. It's time to understand some common sense of a higher level."

The white priest said softly as he walked.

"I have time to tell you the questions you asked several times before. The space here is isolated, so that you can better understand the common sense after wuzun. "

When the man in blue heard these words, his face suddenly showed a happy look. He has been stuck in the limit of Jiupin grand master for nearly ten years.

"Thank you for your help!" He bowed his head respectfully.

The bishop in white laughed and walked on without stopping.

"You asked me before, what is the level of wuzun realm? Why is there so few three stages of realm division after wuzun? Is there any specific sign of strength in these three stages

"These questions are very accurate." The white bishop pauses, looks at a collapsed building on his left, and goes on.

"Wuzun is to compress one's own strength and true Qi to the limit, and then stimulate one's own spirit strength, so as to achieve a balance state similar to Taiji's Yin and Yang, and finally form a level of Shenfu."

"Shenfu can be divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower in terms of size, quality and reserves.

The level of Shenfu determines the maximum power that can be reached after wuzun. This is very important.

Because if the level of Shenfu you open up is too low, even if you succeed in becoming wuzun, you will never be able to go further in your life.

Therefore, you don't have to break through the limit of the great master to become a wuzun. Instead, you should consolidate your current cultivation as much as possible, accumulate the inside information, and open up the highest level of Shenfu! "

"The Godmaster, your Shenfu level should be the highest, right?" The servant in blue asked in a voice.

"I do now, but when I first broke through wuzun, it was only medium." The bishop in white shook his head and said with a smile:

"After wuzun, the mystery of Shenfu's promotion is priceless information. You don't need to know now, and I won't tell you.

You only need to know that the level of Shenfu will determine the upper limit of your wuzun's strength, that is, the upper, middle and lower levels of wuzun.

It's hundreds of times more difficult for the lower Shenfu to break through the middle wuzun than it is for the middle Shenfu to break through the middle wuzun!

More importantly... "

After a pause, he said slowly:

"If you want to attack the throne, you have to be a superior God, or you will never be qualified even if you become a superior wuzun!"

The servant in blue was stunned, and then deeply excited. What an important secret.

I'm afraid that many of those who have been trapped in the high position of wuzun for hundreds of years may not know about this secret.

The bishop in white didn't care about his shock. He laughed and suddenly changed the subject and asked:

"By the way, do you know that wuzun has another name in the world where our Lord exists?"