When Li Ji came to the old Taoist cave again the next day, Old Taoist Chenyuan was smoking, the cigarette he threw away yesterday. Seeing Li Ji's strange gaze, the old Taoist shrugged.

"I want to remember too! Is it really effective to suck this thing?"

The two began to discuss yesterday's issues.

"In my understanding, the space channel is to become infinitely close to infinitely close, so as to achieve the purpose of teleportation. But the senior also said that if a powerful person can embed magic arrays thousands or thousands of miles deep in the space channel, is this a contradiction?

If the channel is too long, will the middle be interrupted by accident? Will this interruption cause the annihilation of the channel? Why do the entrance and exit exist?

How is the time in the space channel calculated? If it is not a moment, then what is the basis?

Does the monks in the space channel have independent and clear consciousness? If so, can they break this channel with their own strength? If they really go out, what kind of place will he appear in? The universe? Or another space?

What does the colorful streamer represent? What is the difference between it and a black hole-like channel entering the small boundary? If it is six-color or five-color, what does it mean?

What level of physical strength is required to pass through the space channel? Are there any restrictions? Can mortals do it?

If multiple people pass by, can they see each other? If so, can they communicate? Can the propagation speed of the spiritual consciousness keep up with the movement speed in the space channel?

What kind of power is the power of space tearing? What kind of power system does it belong to? Is there a corresponding secret technique to compete with?

Before reaching the other end, does the monk have a premonition? If so, can he stay for a while? Or is his body completely out of control?

In the space channel, is there a basis for magic to be cast?

There are countless space channels in the universe. Are there any intersections between them? If so, how can you ensure that you will definitely reach the place you want to go, instead of taking the wrong path at a fork? If you will definitely arrive, then what kind of mysterious guidance is it?

The explosive inspiration of the crack will make the space channel unstable. How do they have an impact? How to avoid it? How to intensify it?

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A series of questions were asked from Li Ji. Even though the old Taoist Chenyuan had a different understanding of the art of space than ordinary people, it was also a clumsy left and right. The discussion was more like a debate. On one side was a calm and skeptical little golden elixir, and on the other side was a half-bottle of jealousy and desperately trying to prove his old Yuanying.

The smoke surrounds, and another day has passed.

Such days have become the norm. During the discussion, in-depth and debate, Li Ji gradually pushed open the door to the mysterious art of space. Although he still tried it briefly, it had a profound impact on his future. The reason for all this was that he just wanted to go home. The old Taoist of the world also gained something, and his biggest gain was that his smoking addiction increased!

After January, Li Ji, who had replenished his energy, returned to the wormhole, and he wanted to experiment with many novel ideas here.

On the first day after entering the wormhole, he carefully took out a trace of the spirit outside the world, prepared to secretly carve the soul and send it into the space channel. What should he write?

Asking for help from the sect? This is not his style of a crow in the blue sky; writing a travel notes of exile, customs and customs? It’s a pity for the precious spirits outside the world; or singing a compliment of his romantic love story? It seems even more unreliable!

Let’s write about the power disputes in the cultivation world of the exile. Li Ji tried his best to be concise and made a basic explanation of the situation of the three major forces in the exile. He hoped that the sect could understand this strange place. This was the only thing he could do for the sect.

I hope that the same monk would be on duty at the other end of the space channel, so he would not have much hope for this. After all, he was already a strong cultivator in the Xuanyuan Inner Sect at that time, but he never knew that there was such a secret existence in the sect.

Do your best and know your destiny!

As the days passed slowly as they persevered, Li Ji had to lower the frequency of sending out spirits to the Nine Palace Realm and Xuanyuan Sword Sect, from once every ten days at the beginning to once every month now. Even so, he estimated that one or two years later, there would probably be another half a year. There are fixed numbers of spirits outside the realm, and time is endless. Who knows when Ajiu will wake up? When will Xuanyuan receive his own message?

You can also practice swords in the cave. This place is very closed, so you don’t have to worry about someone seeing it accidentally. So, everything returns to the starting point, practice and practice, and practice all kinds of secret techniques and techniques take turns to practice, as if they were back to the past days. The only difference is the Zhou Yan Technique, which is unmoving every day.

The only entertainment was cigarettes, which he paired with several novel tobacco flavors. In order to commemorate the only invention that came to another world, he printed his cigarette with a brand - Crow Brand Cigarette, which was to print a small crow mark near the mouth of the cigarette. Originally, he wanted to use Teacher Ma's name for the universe brand cigarette, but in the end he had to give up, although he actually wanted to promote this thing to the entire universe.

If a geese passes by, leave a reputation, and if a person passes by, you must leave a bad reputation, and you must leave a bad reputation if you can't leave a good reputation. I hope that one day, every monk in this universe will pick up his crow cigarette when he is lonely, and occasionally miss him as the inventor.

By the way, you should also write a line of small words on the cigarette - smoking is harmful to health! This is perfect!

During this period, Li Ji went out to discuss the secrets of space with the old Taoist Chenyuan. At the same time, he provided cigarettes for this new smoker until even Chenyuan felt that nothing could teach him.

The exile land became more and more chaotic. There were riots among the mundane areas controlled by the Nitian Sect. The control power was gradually lost, but I don’t know when the last moment of the outbreak was.

There was news from Mulan on the wasteland that the caravan had been snatched several times, and there were even casualties on personnel. Li Ji wrote back to her, hoping that he could temporarily reduce the operation of Mulan logistics, but he didn't know whether this stubborn girl listened to it. With Li Ji's understanding of her, he probably wouldn't be able to listen.

It's up to her to do whatever she wants, but she just lost some property. As for safety, Baizhi and Xiao Lao are there, and no one can touch Mulan.

Shenyin Mountain has significantly strengthened its defense and the investigation of cultivators entering and leaving. I heard that several spies from the Blood River were found. However, Li Ji was completely disappointed with this sect. They did not even dare to organize several decent counterattacks. They were obviously not much weaker. As long as they make careful arrangements and bold attacks, it is not impossible to temporarily destroy the arrogant arrogance of the Blood River.

But the Nitian Sect obviously has no such plan. As a famous thug now, even Li Ji has never received such a task, let alone others.

Everyone huddled together and waited for the ancestor Xifeng Zhenjun to regain their strength, which was probably their only hope.
Chapter completed!