Chapter 22-! big dream

The mud house.

The oil lamp on the offering table shook slightly, as if it was struggling, but it could only light up the area around the lampstand.

Outside the lampstand, the void seemed to fill the air, but it also seemed like night had fallen. It was deep, vast, and unfathomable.

Fu xuanxu suddenly woke up and found himself standing in a thick darkness. He subconsciously used his divine thoughts, but there was no response. As for the vision of a soul formation cultivator, they could only see a very short distance in front of them.

What surprised him was that his Natal magic treasure, the wood Ruyi, which should have self-destructed, was now floating above his head in perfect condition. It was covered in a clear light, which was constantly sprinkling down some clear light to restore his magic power.

Fu xuanxu let out a long breath, not knowing what had just happened.