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Chapter 533 Dry Well

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    Ning Cheng wanted to buy an ordinary map of the wilderness, but he had no chance. The monks who participated in the trial of the wilderness of time were about to board the battleship now.

    The Time Wasteland is not in Manlun Star Continent, and it is impossible to establish a teleportation array. It must be sent there by warships.

    The battleship took hundreds of thousands of monks who had entered the Time Wasteland for trials and passed through the Manlun Star Continent. It only took half a day to stop outside an empty starry sky.

    Ning Cheng¡¯s spiritual consciousness has noticed that the space here is extremely unstable. No wonder there is no way to build a teleportation array.  A ripple-shaped entrance was right in front of the battleship. Ning Cheng didn't need to guess, and he knew that this entrance should be the entrance to the wasteland of time.

    Emperor Manlun attached great importance to this trial. Not only did he personally lead the team here, but he also specifically reminded us at the entrance, "We, the geniuses of Manlun Starry Sky, only have thirty-six hours to open the entrance to the Wasteland of Time. If you lose  I took this opportunity, and I don¡¯t know when it will be when the Time Wasteland opens next time.

    Ten years later, a temporary square will be built here, and any genius who can come out will appear in this temporary starry sky square.  Now everyone, hurry up and enter the wilderness. I wish all the participating talents a lucky return.  "

    ¡°Man Lun is immortal, the Emperor is eternal!¡± The excited participating monks shouted one after another.

    The warship's ban was wide open, and many monks jumped into the entrance one after another, falling into it and disappearing like dumplings.

    ¡°Senior Brother Ning, let¡¯s go in too.¡± Ruan Mingshu, who was standing next to Ning Cheng, said softly.

    "Okay, Junior Sister Mingshu, do you have an ordinary map of the Wasteland of Time?" Ning Cheng asked just in case.

    "Yes, you didn't even buy this?" Although she was a little surprised, Ruan Mingshu still took out a jade map slip and handed it to Ning Cheng.

    Ning Cheng was overjoyed, took the jade slip and said, "Thank you very much."

    Ruan Mingshu smiled and flew into the entrance of the wilderness first.  Zhao Yanxiang glanced at Ning Cheng, the murderous intent in his eyes quietly disappeared, and followed Ruan Mingshu into the wasteland of time.

    Ning Cheng saw Tang Yu, but not Shen Qinyu.  He knew that Shen Qinyu's appearance was ever-changing, and it might be possible even if she was next to him.  He did not continue to scan with his spiritual consciousness, and followed many monks and flew into the entrance of the wilderness.

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    A huge spinning force swept Ning Cheng away. At this moment, Ning Cheng could not even think, and everything about him became blank.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but his feet were solid. With his strong cultivation in the middle stage of Nian Xing, he staggered involuntarily.  There was an aura of extreme vicissitudes coming from the surroundings, and Ning Cheng felt like he was standing in a whirlpool of life that was gradually disappearing. His life seemed to be passing by, and there was only panic and fear in his heart.

    Ning Cheng calmed down and stabilized his thoughts.  Maybe anyone who can feel that their life is passing by will also have this state, right?

    The surrounding area is desolate, with no light, no water, no life, and no spiritual grass.  There is only a patch of color that cannot be described, it seems gray, and it seems to have a very strange color.  This is the color of time, Ning Cheng had such an idea for no reason.

    Time has no color, but he just feels that this is the color of time.

    Ning Cheng took a deep breath and quickly left the distance.  Hundreds of thousands of people entered the Time Wasteland, but he didn't see anyone.  It can be seen that the time wasteland is definitely not small at this time. Not only that, even with his starry sky consciousness and divine consciousness, it is only about a hundred miles in radius.

    A day later, Ning Cheng stopped in a withered thorn forest.  There is finally some color here, at least the light is much brighter.  There are also many plants, although these plants are all dead.

    Finding a hidden place in the thorn forest, Ning Cheng took out three sets of maps.

    Two of the maps were given to him by Ruan Mingshu, one was the map of the Ruan family, and the other was available for purchase on Manlun Star Street.  The third map was bought by Ning Cheng himself at an auction for 110 million green coins, taking advantage of others.

    Ning Cheng compared the two maps by Ruan Mingshu and found that they were indeed very different.  Although these two maps are both jade slip maps, the Ruan family's map not only marked more places, but also more than doubled the area.

    ?Looking carefully at the map he bought at the auction, it was not a jade slip map, but a leather scroll map made of unknown materials.  The things marked on the leather scroll are similar to those on ordinary jade slips, and the pictures are even rougher.

    As expected, he is a piece of shit. Ning Cheng shook his head. He would not be angry for 100 million green coins.  auctionWith so many people, he was the only one who was deceived. This was also bullying him for not knowing what he was doing.

    When Ning Cheng was about to put away the map, a bright spot suddenly appeared on the scroll.  Ning Cheng was sure that this bright spot was not there when he just took it out, which made him stop putting away the map.

    Ning Cheng soon discovered that this bright spot was actually a direction indicator, pointing in a fixed direction.

    Is this really a different map?  Ning Cheng felt pleasantly surprised.  He guessed that the map in his hand was most likely the one Fu Shougeng was looking for.

    Ning Cheng knew that his cultivation level was a little bit worse. He originally planned to find a place to retreat for a period of time to see if he could improve his cultivation level before going to look for Ruan Mingshu.  Now that he found this map with directions, Ning Cheng gave up the retreat immediately.

    No matter who left this map and where it pointed to, he had to go and take a look.

    Ning Cheng didn¡¯t know how big this time wasteland was, but he followed the indicator light for several days and didn¡¯t meet anyone.

    The surrounding area is not only desolate, but also desolate. No wonder it is called the wilderness.

    After these days of walking in the wasteland of time, Ning Cheng has become more accustomed to the fear of the passage of life compared to when he first came in.

    On the twelfth day, Ning Cheng stopped at a dry well.  It was strange to have a well in the Wasteland of Time. After all, wells could only be seen in the mortal world. What was even more strange to him was that the well was still very shallow.  Even without the use of spiritual consciousness, just with the help of the surrounding gray light, you can see the bottom of the well with your eyes. Apart from a few rocks and some broken soil, there is nothing else inside.

    Ning Cheng opened the scroll diagram and compared it. Yes, the spot indicated by the light spot on the scroll diagram was the bottom of the well.  He searched the bottom of the well carefully with his consciousness, but found nothing.

    Ning Cheng couldn¡¯t believe that anyone could be so boring as to make such a map to tease others.  Thinking of this, Ning Cheng simply put away the map and jumped into the well.

    After falling into the well, Ning Cheng knew something was wrong.  Regardless of whether you look at it with your spiritual consciousness or your eyes, this well will never exceed three meters.  But after he jumped in, the well was like a bottomless pit, causing him to keep sinking and sinking, and the sinking speed was getting faster and faster.

    Ning Cheng was horrified. If he continued like this, wouldn't he be thrown to death?

    But even if Ning Cheng tried his best to circulate the stars, it was useless, and his falling speed was still getting faster and faster.  In shock, Ning Cheng waved Tianyun's wings crazily.

    What made Ning Cheng sigh in relief was that although he still didn't stop his falling figure by waving Tianyun's wings, his speed no longer increased and even slowed down slowly.

    Just when Ning Cheng wanted to speed up and wave Tianyun's wings, his legs made a crisp sound.  At this moment, he fell to the bottom of the well.

    Ning Cheng took a breath. Fortunately, he had Tianyun wings. Fortunately, he was a divine body refiner, otherwise he would have become a starry sky monk who was thrown to death.

    Not caring about his broken leg, Ning Cheng's consciousness immediately swept it away.  There were all kinds of skeletons around him. Due to the fluctuations in the air flow caused by his fall, these skeletons that seemed to be safe and sound were instantly turned into ashes.

    Looking up again, where can I still see the mouth of the well?  Even the consciousness cannot scan the wellhead.  Ning Cheng took a breath of air, what kind of place is this?

    Ning Cheng was slightly relieved by the rich energy of the stars around him. At least there was no problem in practicing in this place.  As long as he can practice, he has the wings of Tianyun, and he can eventually climb up.

    I didn¡¯t expect that I would fall into such a terrible dry well just after entering the wasteland of time.

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    For Ning Cheng, breaking both legs is not a serious injury.  Under the operation of his star energy, it only took half a stick of incense to fully recover from his injuries.

    Ning Cheng stood up and walked around the bottom of the well. The bottom of the well was not big, with a radius of about three feet.  The bones of some fallen monks were scattered everywhere, and with just the movement of footsteps, these bones would turn into ashes.  As for the rings, Ning Cheng didn't see any.

    After wandering around for a long time, Ning Cheng discovered a hidden formation gate in a corner.  The formation gate was not complicated. Ning Cheng easily opened the formation gate and walked in.  This is a small stone house with a futon in the middle and nothing else.

    Ning Cheng¡¯s consciousness grabbed it from the air, but he didn¡¯t even pick up the futon.

    What kind of futon is this?  Ning Cheng walked to the futon with doubts, bent down and grabbed it with his hand again.  An extremely strong starry sky energy instantly filled his entire body, and the refreshing comfort made the feeling of life passing away disappear without a trace.

    Good stuff, Ning Cheng was pleasantly surprised.  He hasn't felt this way for a long time since his cultivation reached Nianxing.  If he practices on this kind of futon, his cultivation level will definitely rise.

    The slow progress in cultivation made Ning Cheng deeply feel the difficulty of survival.  Now that there is such a good place to practice, how can he miss it?  After his spiritual consciousness checked that there was nothing wrong with the futon, Ning Cheng started to practice Xuanhuang Wuxiang without any hesitation on the futon.

    The extremely rich energy of the starry sky almost turned into substance and poured out from the futon, completely surrounding Ning Cheng at this moment.

    ?¡­(remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com)The comfort makes the feeling of life passing away disappear without a trace.

    Good stuff, Ning Cheng was pleasantly surprised.  He hasn't felt this way for a long time since his cultivation reached Nianxing.  If he practices on this kind of futon, his cultivation level will definitely rise.

    The slow progress in cultivation made Ning Cheng deeply feel the difficulty of survival.  Now that there is such a good place to practice, how can he miss it?  After his spiritual consciousness checked that there was nothing wrong with the futon, Ning Cheng started to practice Xuanhuang Wuxiang without any hesitation on the futon.

    The extremely rich energy of the starry sky almost turned into substance and poured out from the futon, completely surrounding Ning Cheng at this moment.

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