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Clarity, Void Eyes, Shadow Retreat, Mindfulness, as well as Del's cultivation principles and Chudi's creation laws.

The other spells had long since disappeared with the loss of soul power.

One of the most important spells must be chosen among them, be with you, and use the last of your soul power to maintain it, and if you can reach a foreign land, it will be the only reliance.

Of course, in terms of improving strength, Del's cultivation principle is the most important.

However, the memories he needed to keep were not to improve his strength, but to protect his survival in the foreign land as much as possible.

Ideation is the strongest, and it has a lot of potential.

The shadow escape technique is used to escape, and other spells can't compare.

Clarity can improve qualifications.

He was quick to make a choice, and he had no choice.

He chose the part of Chudi's Law of Creation that manipulates chaos.

This memory is far smaller than other spells, and the most important reason is that the soul power continues to be consumed, but that small cloud of chaos has not been cleared in the slightest.

Realms don't consume Chaos.

With this mass of chaos in place, he must retain the method of driving it, which will be his last means of survival.

He also prioritized the other spells according to their role in survivability in foreign lands: Mindfulness, Chudi's Law of Creation, Terr's Cultivation Principle, Clarity, and Shadow Escape.

The Eye of the Void and the others, the Void is no longer considered.

The names of the closest relatives, Wu Chang was also sorted, and the first one was Youlan.

Youlan is his beloved wife, and it must be remembered that Wu Chang would rather forget himself than forget this name.

After arranging the order, the long ones are repeated over and over again in order.

As time goes on, the memories become less and less.

Except for the unyielding will of the soul body, he only remembered a name and a small memory clearly.

He couldn't remember anything else.

He was too weak to remember who he was.

"Am I dead?"

Wuchang fell into the deepest despair.

After that, the soul power no longer loses, but seems to be gradually increasing.

There was no longer endless darkness all around, no longer nothing, and there seemed to be an inexplicable throbbing.

"Where is this?"

But Wu Chang is no longer able to think about it.

The throbbing was getting clearer, there were strange sounds faintly, and there was a faint light.

Wuchang tried his best to open his eyes, but his eyes seemed to be glued, and they just couldn't be separated.

He realized his danger, he was probably in a foreign land, and with his fragile soul power, it was difficult to survive for long.

But there was nothing he could do, and the damage he feared never came.

On the contrary, there is a very safe feeling, very inexplicable, but very real.

There is a feeling of warmth.

Slowly, Wuchang became conscious, and with the sense of touch, the feeling of warmth was also real, and he had a sense of temperature.

It wasn't long before he finally realized his situation.

He is now a fetus, in the womb of a woman.

But how he could have been, he couldn't remember, except for the little memory he had tried so hard to keep.

Xi Ru sent him to a foreign land, calculated his soul power early, just enough to reach the foreign land, would not let him dissipate, and would not let him retain any ability, and finally reincarnated him into a fetus.

It's all the way it was as it used to be.

Of course, Wu Chang will not know, and he will not remember.

But Wu Chang still retains a small cloud of chaos and the method of manipulation of chaos, as well as the name of a person, and he will use all his power to find her.

Perception is getting stronger.

He even heard the sounds of talking outside, as well as the pleasant sound of silk and bamboo that he often heard.

Wu Chang occasionally teased the small cloud of chaos in his mind, which he regarded as a fun thing, but in addition, he was completely a normal fetus, he had lost almost all his memories, even who he was was extremely vague, everything was so curious to him, and it was so natural.

Yuanling Continent.

Yuannan City.

Yuannan Palace.

On this day, Shu Yueming, the side concubine of Yuannan King Yuanyan, gave birth to a son, which was the eleventh son of Yuannan King.

Yuan Yan came to the Moon Tea Garden and picked up his son with his own hands.

The eleventh son looks very much like him, but his expression is indifferent, his eyes are stupid, and Yuan Yan is very disliked.

Concubine Shu was weak after giving birth, and said with difficulty on the jade collapse: "Please give the prince a name." ”

"Let's call it Eleven. Yuan Yan handed over the eleventh son to the nurse next to him and walked away.

As a result, the nurses and daughters in the Moon Tea Garden all knew that King Yuannan didn't like this son.

Concubine Shu took her son from the nurse melancholy, but she was doubly compassionate.

The news that Yuan Shiyi Lang was not pleased with the king of Yuan Nan gradually spread out, and the Moon Tea Garden became more and more deserted.

Yuan Shiyi Lang grew up in the Moon Tea Garden under the care of Concubine Shu.

But Eleven Lang lived up to Concubine Shu's expectations, he didn't like to read, he didn't like martial arts, he didn't even care about cultivation, he was idle all day long, he had nothing to do, and his favorite thing was to lie down and sleep among the flowers next to the lake.

When King Yuannan heard the temperament of the eleventh son, he was even more disgusted, and he didn't come to the Moon Tea Garden once a year, at most he recruited Concubine Shu to the quiet and elegant small residence next to him to relieve his lovesickness, and King Wunan still loved Concubine Shu.

In the blink of an eye, Yuan Shiyi Lang was already ten years old, and it was time for him to leave the Moon Tea Garden.

He has his own prince's mansion, which is actually a simple but not ugly courtyard, named Siyouge.

Every day, he could go to the Moon Tea Garden to visit Concubine Shu, but most of them were Concubine Shu who came to Siyou Pavilion to visit her son.

Yuan Eleven Lang is the chief from the interstellar world.

In the process of recovering his soul power, he had already remembered his name, and even knew that his surname was Dongfang, and he also remembered that there was a name called Youlan, which should be the woman he used to be, in addition to remembering a method to control the fog in his mind, and even remembered some of the mind techniques, and had a vague impression of some names.

After he was reincarnated, he no longer consumed soul power, but gradually recovered, so some memories that had not been completely dissipated were still preserved.

He probably knows that he is from another world, so he must hide his origin from others.

So he built himself into a high-class gangster who had no worries about food and clothing.

Everything is so natural, as if you are familiar with the road.

Siyouge is the name that Wu Chang took himself, and what he misses is, of course, Youlan.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, the owner of Siyou Pavilion likes to be quiet.

Although Wu Chang has nothing to do all day, he doesn't want to cause trouble, which is dangerous, and the identity of an unpopular prince cannot protect his safety, so he deliberately gives people the impression that he likes to be quiet.

It's not that he doesn't like to read, but he never forgets any book, to others, he is a genius, and he doesn't want others to know that he is a genius, so he simply doesn't bother to read.

It's not that Wu Chang doesn't like to practice martial arts, but he understands those martial arts at a glance, and he can see the flaws in them, so after practicing the basic boxing, legs, elbows, fingerings and footwork, he puts on a nasty posture.

Wu Chang is very eager to cultivate, he must find a way to make himself immortal, and then try to do something else, and cultivation is the only way, the Yuan Ling Continent is a spirit cultivation continent, the cultivation is aura, in addition to the many immortal cultivation sects, there are also families, of course, the palace is no problem, can afford to buy spirit grass spirit stones, but Wu Chang does not dare to cultivate.

The most basic thing in spiritual cultivation is to sense aura, which requires qualifications, although the aura of the Yuanling Continent is everywhere, but there are very few people with spiritual cultivation qualifications.

As long as Wu Chang senses the aura, the aura floating in the air will gather happily towards him like a river converging the sea, rushing towards the small chaos in his mind, and melting into it and disappearing, but the chaos has not changed at all.

This is an extremely serious problem, and once discovered, it will be difficult for him to survive in this world.

Wu Chang didn't dare to cultivate openly.

He could only secretly cultivate when no one was looking, and the time could not be too long, so that people could not notice that the aura in the air around him had become thinner.

Siyou Pavilion is very small, there are only a few rooms for him and his nursing mother Aunt Rong and the servant Ah Cheng to live and live, the yard is very small, only a few trees, and some potted flowers and plants, there is no flower field.

Yuan Shiyi Lang had a very low status among the princes of Yuan Nan.

Aunt Rong, the nurse, is the housewife of an ordinary family in Yuannan City, although Wuchang has grown up, Concubine Shu still left her to continue to take care of Wuchang's daily life.

Ah Cheng is only three years older than Wu, but he is very clever, and he comes at a moment's notice, so that he can't even see a shadow.

Wu Chang was in the small courtyard, lying on a long music chair, looking at the moon in the sky.

There are two moons in the sky, one yellow and one purple, and the constant moon is the purple moon, which is eternally diagonally diagonally in the southern sky, never moving.

The Yellow Moon rises in the west every thirty-six days, falls into the east eighteen days later, and disappears for eighteen days.

Although the two moons have color, they are pale and not bright, like decorations in the sky.

There are no stars in the sky, there is a faint spiritual light everywhere, even at night, the sky is milky white, and everything on the ground can be seen more clearly.

The spiritual sun rises in the east every morning, illuminating the earth more brightly, and the spiritual sun is bright but not intense, and it is also a spiritual light.

The temperature of the entire Yuanling Continent changes very little throughout the year, with few clouds, less wind and less rain, but the air is humid and more dew.

The Yuanling Continent is mountainous and forested, with rivers and lakes.

The Yuan Spirit Continent is a continent full of aura.

It's night now, the aura in the air is not as strong as the day, it's not a good time to cultivate, he has no long and no cultivation, he is just meditating, searching for extremely faint memories in the depths of his soul.

Even if he didn't cultivate, the aura in the air would slowly surround him, converging towards the small cloud of chaos in his mind, although the aura passed in his body but did not stay, his body was still washed by the aura and was very healthy, and he was not sick.

In order not to be discovered, Wu Chang often drives the small cloud of chaos to shrink to a very small size and hide it in the depths of his mind, at this time, the attraction of the surrounding aura will become smaller.

The memories of the past are very faint and faint, and it is difficult to pick them up again.

Despite this, Wu Chang probably knows his true identity, he is a spy from another world.