"When is it bad? I just went out to move when I was in danger of death." Wang Le couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Now I can only hope it is my own illusion.

Although the mutation of the real dragon tattoo brought him the invisible benefits that he could not understand, and that he could not figure it out. However, it was too mysterious and weird, which made Wang Le feel deeply insecure from beginning to end.

Because whether the real dragon tattoo will mutate again, maybe there may be, maybe there has been no, everything is in an unknown and uncertain state.

Wang Le always feels uncontrollable when he thinks of this feeling of being uncontrollable, and he feels very upset.

But no matter how unhappy he is, he is powerless, and he doesn't know how to change so that he can know what he wants.

There is no way, this is reality, Wang Le can only accept it helplessly.

I can only say that God is often fair, and while you get it, you also pay the price.

This is life, this is life.

"Let it go naturally and do your best to walk every step of your life. As for what will happen in the end, I'm too lazy to think about it anymore."

Wang Le took a deep breath and finally returned to his true calm state, thinking silently in his heart.

At this time, the silent camp began to move, and the members of the trial team woke up from the cultivation and entering meditation.

When Wang Le got up and walked to the stream to wash, Zheng Ge and Fatty Huang were also awakened one after another.

While standing up and stretching, Fatty Huang said to Zheng Ge next to him: "Last night was the best rest since leaving the master's sect, and the speed of cultivation seemed to be a little faster than before."

After a pause, Fatty Huang twisted his neck and said, "Maybe it's an illusion! But this spirit is so good!"

Zheng Ge, who was about to go to the bank of the stream to cough, was stunned when he heard Fatty Huang say this, turned his head and looked at the doctor and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Uh!" Fatty Huang rolled his eyes and replied angrily: "Brother Zheng, you are nonsense. Of course, my family knows his family's affairs. Besides, brother, I don't need to brag about it!"

Zheng Ge smiled bitterly and explained: "Brother Huang doesn't want Wuhu. The reason why I asked this is because last night was the best rest after Zheng left the sect."

Speaking of this, Zheng Ge's eyebrows were full of confusion and murmured: "And Zheng also felt that the effect of entering into meditation last night's practice was better than usual."

"What? So are you?" Fatty Huang was shocked. It turned out that this was not his own illusion!

At this moment, facing such an inexplicable thing, the so-called surprise does not exist at all.

"This...what's going on?" Fatty Huang murmured to himself.

For a moment, the two of them were crying and they stood in a daze in front of the extinguished bonfire.

After a while, Wang Le returned from the shore after washing up. Seeing Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge, he was as stupid as he was, and asked, "What's wrong with you? Don't be dazed early in the morning. Today I have to rush across the Siam Mountains!"

At this time, the two people who came to their senses first looked at each other, and then Fatty Huang asked Wang Le: "Brother Wang, how did you rest last night?"

Wang Le smiled and nodded and replied, "Of course I had a good rest, what's wrong?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Ge asked, "Does Brother Wang feel that the effect of entering into meditation last night's cultivation was better than before?"

"Uh!" Wang Le finally saw something was wrong with these two guys, and then shook his head and said, "No, the effect of cultivation is still as usual, and there is no change."

Then Wang Le couldn't help but ask curiously: "Can you two enter the state of meditation and practice last night? What went wrong?"

Then Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge told Wang Le about the situation.

Wang Le was confused after listening to it and could not understand the reason.

"Hey, this is strange." Wang Le touched his chin and said to the two of them.

At this time, Fatty Huang complained speechlessly: "Is it possible that the place where we rest is a Feng Shui treasure land?"

Zheng Ge shook his head seriously and replied, "Look at the same time as usual for the other members of the trial team, probably this happened to us."

When Wang Le heard the two of them say this, his heart suddenly moved and a strange look flashed across his face.

Because last night his practice of entering into meditation was not as always, but he vaguely touched the bottleneck of his realm cultivation, and there was also a little movement on the real dragon tattoo on his body.

"Is it the root of me?" Wang Le speculated in his heart with some uncertainty.

Faced with such an inexplicable situation, the three of them thought about it for a long time, but still looked confused and had to give up in the end.

Of course, Wang Le didn't know that this was indeed on him.

Because of the mysterious and bizarre mutation of the true dragon tattoo at the beginning, whether it was sleeping or daily practice, it would be wrapped by the stars and moonlight in the void, constantly improving his physical body.

Last night, Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge, who entered the state of meditation, sat next to Wang Le, and benefited from it silently.

Regarding this, whether it is Fatty Huang, Zheng Ge, or the Master Wang Le, they don’t know what to do if they want to break their heads.

But soon, as Tiandao Yaozhong appeared in the camp and the two deacons, Tian Zhao, urging them, the three of them threw their confusion aside and prepared for all aspects of the new journey.

When everything between heaven and earth woke up and the sun rose in the east, a group of members of the League Trial Team hurriedly ate the dry food they carried with them and set off again, heading towards the Siam Mountains in front of their eyes.

Soon, Tiandao Yaozhong and Li Yuan, two powerful men in the Heavenly Realm, left the alliance trial team one after another, and entered the Siam Mountains first to explore the way forward for everyone, and eliminate dangerous factors as much as possible.

The two deacons of Tian Zhao and the Taoist guard continued to lead the members of the league's trial team, and then entered the mountains with high order and deep clouds, looking at the irresistible Siam Mountains.

On the outskirts of the Siam Mountains, Wang Le and the members of the trial team swept across the place, all of which were covered with gravel, broken flowers, grass and broken trees, and they extended to the depths of the mountains, with no end to see.

This is the ruined scene left by Li Yuan, a protector of the Heavenly Level, who fought with the old monster of the Zoroastrian Cult, along the way last night.

Last night, the members of the trial team who had no time to take care of each other because of the fierce battle, now they looked at the broken scene left after the Heavenly Level War, just like the end of the world, and couldn't help feeling too shocking.
Chapter completed!