Balance the World

"Juque, come out!" Wang Gongnan immediately shouted to his right arm.

However, in normal times, he only needed one thought, and the giant **** came out, but now, after he shouted out, the giant **** did not come out.

"No, this is where all magical artifacts are imprisoned!" Wang Gongnan couldn't help exclaiming.

Immediately, he explored his spirit to the world of red and purple clothes, but he couldn't even enter.

He was flustered like never before, and his hand that grabbed the stone couldn't help shaking a little.

He raised his head and glanced up, there seemed to be a cloud looming not far away, it should be not far from the mountain. He lowered his head and glanced again, and down, there was a cloud of mist, not knowing how deep it was.

Wang Gongnan knew that whether it was up or down, he had an illusion now.

"Go!" He gritted his teeth and raised his anger. He grabbed the stone with his right hand, bent his right arm, and drew his body upwards. The left hand loosened the stone and grabbed it to a protruding position.

"Crack!"

"what!"

His left hand was grasped at that position, but the heart-wrenching pain from his fingers made him let out an exclamation, his left hand was not grasped!

It turned out that his true spirit could not be lifted! If he raises it in an infuriating way, if he catches it, he will definitely be caught in the stone.

Fortunately, he didn't let go of his right hand just now, otherwise he would fall!

He couldn't help but was in a cold sweat, and his right hand shook a little obvious. He knew that as long as he couldn't control such shaking, his muscles would soon become tired. As soon as the muscles are tired, the arms cannot bear their own weight, and then they fall down. He immediately buckled his left hand into a recess in the stone to disperse his right hand. Then, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing to calm himself down.

Before, when he ran, he didn't use his true qi at all, all he relied on was his physical strength. Now he can't use his true qi, and he can't replenish it immediately after his physical strength is exhausted. Therefore, as soon as I was nervous, I became tired. He knew that he urgently needed to adjust his breath to restore his strength.

He secretly decided that he could only go up, not down.

But if the infuriating energy can't work, it will only rely on physical strength.

Fortunately, he is physically strong.

After adjusting his breath for a while, he finally controlled his hands to stop shaking.

Although his hands stopped shaking, he still felt a little tired. He knew that this was caused by being too nervous just now, and now he urgently needs to find a place to relax his whole body so that he can adjust himself to the best condition.

So, he opened his eyes and looked carefully on the stone wall between his hands. He now wants to find a good point of strength, and then keep his hands up so that his feet can have a position to support. His current fatigue is mainly due to the fact that his feet can't find the focus. But he looked around and found that only the right hand was in this position that was better to focus on.

As a result, he gritted his teeth, let his right hand bear all the weight of his body, let go of his left hand, and his divine mind peeked into the space ring in his hand.

Fortunately, he can still get in the space ring. In the space ring, there is nothing but a knife. This knife was his first weapon. It was used by Zhuo Junfeng to obtain the core of the beast when he entered Wan Beast Mountain. It was very commemorative. When he learned how to refine tools from Chen Yuan, he took the time to refine this knife and added iron **** to it. Now, this knife is extremely sharp.

In the Zhuo Family Beast training ground, he encountered a situation where the magic weapon space was unavailable, which made it impossible for him to take the body of the water anaconda at the time. Therefore, he was afraid that he would encounter that situation again in the future, so he usually prepared an empty space ring to wear on his hand, and only put this knife in the space ring.

In fact, according to his current strength, it doesn't matter if he has a knife in his hand. However, if the infuriating energy can't run and rely solely on physical strength, having a knife in his hand is a great help.

Holding a knife in his left hand, he slowly carved into the stone in front of him.

"Kacha!" Fortunately, the stone here has not mutated, it is still the same as the ordinary stone, but the surface is very smooth, the knife is too sharp, and it made a cut in the stone.

Wang Gongnan was happy, and immediately dug with a small knife at the mark. His hand was very strong and the knife was very sharp. Without digging much, he dug a small hole in the rock wall. He made a few shallow grooves along the edge of the hole, then put the knife into the hole and pried it hard. "Kacha, hum!" With a sound, a small piece of rock was pried off by him, giving a good focus here.

Wang Gongnan quickly bit the knife in his mouth, stretched his left hand to the small hole pried by the knife, inserted four fingers into the hole, and slowly moved the center of gravity to the left hand, finally letting go of his right hand. He immediately felt his whole body relaxed. A lot. It turns out that the four fingers of the left hand are hanging there while clasping the hole, which of course saves more effort than grabbing a protruding stone.

However, immediately a soreness came from his right hand. He knew that this was because the weight of his whole body had been on his right hand for a long time.

He shook his right hand to let the blood flow unblocked, then took the knife from his mouth with his right hand and slashed it towards the stone wall.

This time, he pried a small groove one and a half feet wide and palm deep not far from his left hand. In this way, half the sole of the foot can be stepped in. As long as one foot can find a place to focus, he can thoroughly adjust his breath, allowing himself to recover as much as possible.

After digging this small groove, he continued to pry up a few small holes so that his hands could grasp.

After a lot of effort, he finally pried out a dozen small holes, and his body slowly went up. One foot finally stepped into the deep groove, and his hand was also grasping the small hole that he had dug. The body can be attached to the rock wall like a bat.

"Huh..." Wang Gongnan let out a long sigh, he knew that his most dangerous period was over.

Just now, as long as you are not sure about it, you will definitely fall.

It looks like a sea of ​​clouds and mist below, but in fact Wang Gongnan knows that it is an illusion void. Once a person falls in, he may not die, but he will never escape his illusion, and he will always be trapped in the mist.

True Qi can’t run, and it’s very difficult to recover physical strength. Now, although the whole body weight can be carried by the feet, the short rest only eliminates the muscle soreness caused by excessive exertion just now, but it is really necessary to fully recover physical strength and stay here. That is impossible.

He knew that he couldn't stay like this, he had to keep going. He couldn't get anything to restore his physical strength now. Time would only allow his physical strength to naturally consume more.

Using a knife to dig a hole on the rock wall, although it allows me to hang on the rock wall more steadily, the speed of climbing up the rock wall is much slower.

Wang Gongnan looked up and found that there was still a strong point on the stone wall that he could grasp firmly with his physical strength, so he bit the knife in his mouth, and continued to climb up with his hands.

Climbing up a section, when he felt very strenuous, he stopped, dig a small hole in the rock wall with a knife, let his foot step on it, regain his physical strength, and relieve the fatigue of the muscles of his hands.

Wang Gongnan had never sweated so much before. He felt all the sweat on his body opened his mouth. The sweat spurted from his pores like a fountain, and his clothes were dripping dripping like he had just taken out of a laundry tub. Sweat dripped along the bottom of the clothes.

He felt strange. He started to sweat since he felt danger. Now a few hours have passed, and he doesn't know how much sweat he has. Even if he is squeezed dry, it is impossible to have so much water? But now he still felt that the sweat spread all over his body showed no signs of shrinking, and the sweat sprayed from it showed no signs of abating.

Sweating is actually very good for the human body. As an ordinary person, people who do a lot of physical work will have a lower proportion of colds, arthritis and insomnia, and a lower incidence of chronic diseases such as hypertension.

As someone who loves beauty, sweat can remove toxins that clog pores, clear acne and acne on the skin, and immediately make people feel that the skin becomes firm, delicate and shiny.

However, excessive sweating is also very harmful. Sweat is closely related to heart and blood. A certain amount of sweating has a detoxification effect, but if excessive sweat is excreted, it will take away too much of the body. The precious trace elements will consume people's efforts, damage the yang energy, and make people tired quickly.

Although Wang Gongnan's physical body is strong, but now that he sweats so much, he also feels that his body is weakened. If it were not for the willpower, his arm would not be able to exert any effort.

What he wants to do most now is to close his eyes and sleep.

But he knows that he must never sleep, he cannot run his true energy, cannot absorb the energy in nature, and he has no food to replenish energy, so if he sleeps, he will be more tired.

However, he felt that his upper and lower eyelids seemed to have suction, and they were sucking on each other to close.

He looked up, and his eyes were a little grey. The clouds on his head seemed to be much more transparent, and he could still see tiny water droplets in the clouds, and the air he breathed was wet and weak. It feels a bit stuffy.

"I'm in the mist!" Wang Gongnan exclaimed in surprise, unable to help his spirit, suppressing the suction of the upper and lower eyelids of his eyes.

Entering into the clouds, it means that he is really close to the mountains now.

But he didn't dare to look down, he knew whether he could go up to the mountain now, it was entirely his own will. Below is the sea of ​​clouds and mists. He is now like an ordinary person. If he lowers his head and looks at it, that kind of faint feeling will immediately occur, and the fear of heights will occur again. Don't fall down.

No longer can he use his hands to grab the places on the stone wall that he thinks can be focused on. The muscles of his hands are so sore that he can't use so much energy to grab.

"Take it slow, persistence is victory." He suffocated for himself, then gritted his teeth and grasped firmly with one hand, and scratched the stone wall with a knife in the other. After prying out a small hole, immediately bit the knife in the mouth, that hand quickly buckled the small hole, released the other hand, took the knife out of the mouth, the previous hand bent the arm, pulled the body up, and then The hand holding the knife scratched the stone wall again, and then dug a small hole.

Now, he can only move his body upwards slowly by doing such a circular movement.