Where is this, am I dead? Zhou Cheng's consciousness gradually woke up. His not-so-sober mind made him subconsciously rub his head with his hands, and suddenly he was stupid. Obviously I am conscious, but why don't I feel my hands? After repeated tries, he had to admit that he no longer had the same freewheeling hands as before. But the brutal truth gave him a blow to continue. He found that he didn't have hands, he didn't feel anything that should be in his body, he didn't have eyes, he couldn't see, he couldn't feel, he couldn't touch... After being silent for a while, Zhou Cheng relieved himself, although he was unfortunate, but fortunately he still had a mind. But he also understands that he is definitely no longer a normal person.

Zhou Chengcheng is so silent in a chaotic and depressed state of mind, in this completely strange world, he doesn't feel anything except thinking, he feels very frightened, just like when he was a child, he was afraid of the night, and always liked to bury his head in the futon, but unfortunately now he stays in a strange silence that is more terrible than the night, and he doesn't have the quilt that he can rely on when he was a child. Eh, I don't know how my family is doing, if I am particularly sad, fortunately I bought several kinds of insurance in advance, but Zhou Cheng himself doesn't know if he can guarantee that his family can get the insurance premium if he leaves the original world like that. I can't help it, I really can't protect myself, how can I take care of my family.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Cheng gradually found that he could feel the slight existence of the environment around him. He found himself trapped in a strange mass of substance, somewhat like an eggshell. Through the eggshell, he has a very subtle feeling, he seems to be in an ocean, invisible fluctuations swept his thoughts, and at the same time, the fluctuations also combed his thinking again and again, every time he felt trembling, it was so wonderful, although he had not taken drugs in his previous life, but he felt that even if the beauty of drugs was compared with the comfort in front of him, it was not only trivial, it was simply unreasonable. This feeling lasted for a long, long time, and Zhou Cheng couldn't say for long, but he found that his thinking seemed to have become stronger and stronger under those unknown fluctuations, and his sense of his surroundings was clearer. The situation around him gradually came to his mind, and he suddenly wondered, in what form did he perceive things? It can't be a legendary spirit or a soul. That's a big fuss, isn't this what the world calls ghosts? In fact, Zhou Cheng was wrong, what he left behind now is indeed the Yuan Shen, because the soul is complete, and the reason why the ghosts are ghosts is because their three souls and seven souls are incomplete, and they can only replenish the soul through the six reincarnations and repair the fragile Yuan Shen.

Zhou Cheng's Yuan Shen probed around again and again, like a bat in his previous life, exploring this unknown world. The surroundings were cloudy, blank, there was no familiar light and darkness, and there was no known reference, and the whole space was filled with the substance that combed Zhou Chengyuanshen, and it felt very much like an air current. Zhou Cheng's Yuan Shen was already relatively strong, and he could feel that every time he was swept by that air current, he would absorb a very small trace of the air flow, and the Yuan Shen would swell a little. He could feel that the matter was a stream or a clump of matter, somewhat turbid, chaotic air currents?!? Zhou Cheng suddenly thought, how could there be so many chaotic substances? Could it be chaotic qi? Could it be that he crossed over like the protagonist in the novel??? Zhou Cheng didn't believe it, after all, the credibility of the novel was limited, but he didn't reject it, after all, he had been tested by fantasy novels in his previous life, and he had never won the last prize even if he bought a lottery ticket in his previous life. But the sad thing is that after his long time of exploration and perception and intuitive judgment, he finally had to admit that he had crossed over, although as written in all novels, the protagonist became the first in the world, but unfortunately he was too much in the world, because the entire chaotic space seemed to be alone, and even the legendary ancient uncle who opened the sky was not yet visible.

When he knew that he had returned to the era when Hongmeng had not been sentenced and the world had not been opened, Zhou Cheng was very happy, he felt that he finally didn't have to be angry with others, and no one could deceive, insult and disgust him at will. I have to hurry up and cultivate, no matter if the chaos is not opened, or whether it is the desolate world in the future, if you want to eat fragrant and drink spicy food, you have to have strength, and if you want to make bricks, you have to make the bricks bigger and stronger first.

Zhou Cheng began to concentrate all his attention, trying to guide more chaotic air currents to sort out his Yuan Shen, and then carefully absorb the chaotic air currents little by little. Chaos never counts years, and he doesn't know how long it has been, he can feel the existence of his Yuan Shen, the existence of the Yuan Shen is just like the golden body of the later generations, although he is still trapped in an egg-like shell, but he can feel that his Yuan Shen seems to be very strong, although it doesn't look very strong, and even a little illusory, but the Yuan Shen Golden Body is really tall and big, sitting cross-legged, and is absorbing the chaos qi with all his might.

About tens of millions of years have passed, Zhou Cheng's Yuan Shen is already very large, and it is enough to condense, the entire Yuan Shen Golden Body is sitting upright with a clear face, and his fingers are constantly entwined and tossed a large cloud of chaotic airflow, after a while, he opens his mouth and inhales, like a whale swallowing, engulfing this large group of cultivated chaotic airflow. Zhou Cheng's perception was already very terrifying in this period, and the hundreds of millions of miles around it were shrouded in its divine sense, and it felt that the chaotic air flow was particularly strong in some places, as if it was pregnant with something. Zhou Cheng thought about it, it should be an innate spirit treasure, and when I succeed in refining my body and break out of the shell, I will definitely go on a treasure hunt. Several times Zhou Cheng wanted to condense his body, but perhaps the congenital conditions were too good, which made it extremely difficult to transform into a form, and the result of several hard works was not allowed to enter. But during this period, Zhou Cheng, through hundreds of millions of years of cultivation and absorption of chaotic qi, has already realized a cultivation method, which is a mantra that suddenly appeared in the mind of Yuan Shen after Zhou Cheng woke up from cultivation, and from then on, Zhou Cheng no longer had to blindly absorb chaotic qi, that kind of efficiency was too low. He named the mantra Chaos.

Zhou Cheng was silent in his cultivation again, and this time his cultivation was no longer as dazed and disorderly as before. His goal is to condense the shapeshift. The golden body and mana are constantly growing. It's really chaotic and uncountable, leisurely for thousands of years.

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