Chapter 273: Dreaming of Reincarnation

"How do you defend against the red mist? You want to know this, you need to enter my world. ”

Rabbit Lao Qi hesitated for a while and said.

The world of consciousness is the core secret of a person, and everything is revealed without reservation.

"Isn't there any other way?"

This made Mo Yao hesitate. The world of consciousness is different from the space of consciousness, and the current rabbit Lao Qi, the spirit of killing, and the evil sword are only in his consciousness space, and have not entered his consciousness world.

Although I know some of his secrets, I won't be able to detect his thoughts and things in my heart.

But when you enter the world of consciousness, you are defenseless and leave everything to the other party.

"This is with me when I was born, I can't explain to you what it is, you can understand it as my own ability, entering the middle cultivation realm, will awaken my innate ability, I just awakened earlier. ”

Rabbit Lao Qi explained.

If this is the case, it will make Mo Yao helpless.

Everyone's innate abilities will be different, and this is the birth of a person's soul.

Although the elements that make up a person are actually similar, each person's soul is unique.

If this is Rabbit Laoqi's innate ability, even if he knows how to do it, he can't change anything.

Because he is not the rabbit Laoqi, the killing spirit and the evil sword are not the rabbit Laoqi.

"Once affected by the red mist, outsiders can't wake them up, and they can only wake up through their own efforts. Rabbit Lao Qi thought for a while and continued.

These things are the secrets preserved in the Lingyan Realm, but they are only secrets to the human side, in the Demon Beast World, I have heard and seen them since I was a child, and I grew up listening to these stories.

The Crimson Moon is synonymous with horror and the beginning of nightmares.

Every time the red moon comes, many people will become not themselves, once like brothers and sisters, and become enemies who face each other. Why is this the case? No one can explain it. Even what the red fog is and what the reason is, no one has solved it so far.

It's like a heavenly punishment, a punishment from the gods, a cleansing of the world. Need to clean up something on time.

Until dawn the next day, the light of dawn crossed the sky from the east, and Mo Yao could not find a solution, but as the sun rose and the moon set from the horizon, the red mist on the Killing Spirit and the Evil Sword began to fade, and finally passed out in place.

"The Crimson Moon sometimes lasts for more than a month, sometimes for half a year, and once in the previous records, it lasted for seven years. ”

But in the information that Rabbit Lao Qi told him, this is not the end, just the beginning.

No matter how Mo Yao shouted, sure enough, as Rabbit Lao Qi said, the Killing Spirit and the Evil Sword could never wake up, and no one could wake up the people affected by the red mist.

......

When I returned to the inn, many people had already woken up, and there were some pedestrians sparsely populated on the street.

Pushing open the door, Mo Yao walked in quietly, and suddenly had the feeling of entering the ice cellar.

"You're awake!" Mo Yao smiled awkwardly.

Chu Hanyue sat on the edge of the bed, her face like the cold snow of December. A chill drifted from her, condensing the air around her.

There were no traces of makeup on her body, but her clothes were still neatly worn on her body, which made Mo Yao have a very bad premonition, and he couldn't help but want to escape from here.

"Do you want to tell me that you have been refining the pill overnight until now?"

Chu Hanyue said as cold as ice, and her voice seemed to come from the ice in the extreme north. There was a kind of coldness that wanted to freeze everything.

"No, no, no, it's not like this......"

Mo Yao hurriedly shook his head and said, but halfway through speaking, he hesitated again, telling Chu Hanyue about these things can't change anything, it just adds to a person's worries.

"And then, why didn't you come back until now?" Chu Hanyue asked.

"This ...... For some reason I was left there in ancient ......"

Mo Yao said cautiously. After refining the elixir for a day, the problem of the killing spirit and the evil sword, and thinking about it all night, his consciousness was exhausted, and he lay directly on the bed, and said, "Let me rest for a while! If there is any problem, let's talk about it later!"

Mo Yao felt very tired, tired like never before, which made him fall asleep quickly.

Chu Hanyue's face changed for a while, but seeing Mo Yao, who had fallen asleep, made her not know what to say.

......

Entering the dream, Mo Yao came to a strange world, at least for Mo Yao now, this is a magical world.

The sound of machinery ringing in the ears, the familiar roar, the occasional sound of the latest rock from some shops, and the sound of people talking about Mo Yao's completely unfamiliar information.

Everything here made Mo Yao feel so familiar, but so unfamiliar. The traffic was busy, the river was endless, and it quickly passed by Mo Yao, he wanted to grab something, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, the surrounding pictures switched.

He crossed mountains, flowing waters, glaciers, and oceans at a rapid pace, and finally came to a plain, where countless wild boars rushed towards him. Before he could react, his body subconsciously moved, and an iron sword appeared in his hand, which slashed like flowing water, and also passed through the wild boar, and when he looked back, the wild boars disappeared and turned into a ball of light.

"What's going on?" Mo Yao had some doubts, and the picture then switched to a different place.

It's a cliff, and the monsters around it are much more advanced, all birds and beasts, and some evil dragons are roaring. The sky shines with countless clusters of light, full of colors, and it is very beautiful. But from these light clusters, Mo Yao felt a very terrifying and dangerous aura.

He didn't have to wait long, and those clusters of light quickly verified his guess, turning into huge explosions that swallowed the entire sky, shaking the earth and changing color.

After the light cluster ended, it was still a cliff, but it was a little different from before, this time around Mo Yao, countless light clusters flew up, and in each light cluster, there was a brilliant and colorful sword.

At this moment, from the position at the bottom of the mountain, countless people flocked towards him, and around those people, countless light clusters also flashed, colliding with Mo Yao's flying sword, and the violent explosion tore everything apart, and a huge crack appeared in the sky, releasing monstrous anger from the rift, and everything was shattered in this anger.

The white light spread out from the rift, and then the whole world was swallowed by the white light, everything disappeared, everything was still, Mo Yao was not spared, and finally turned into nothingness in the white light, completely dissipating from this world.

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