Fang Xian was a little flustered!

Because he found that he couldn't sense his body anymore.

It can only exist in the form of a primordial god, and this new world seems strange.

Tired!

Tired!

Even if you just turn your thoughts, you get tired.

"I ...... In the last world, I forcibly swallowed the reincarnation disk and escaped under the punishment of heaven......"

"Now it seems, a bit of a sequelae?"

"But...... As long as the reincarnation disk is still there, it is earned...... The attribute bar swallowed the reincarnation disk, what has changed? ”

As soon as he thought of this, a curtain of light appeared in his heart, and the other data was hazy, only the mark of a small reincarnation disk, and a message came out.

"Active reincarnation...... It's just that it still takes time to build up strength......"

"An innate spirit treasure, just change to an option that can be actively traversed? Attribute bar, you pit me......"

"I'm already in the New World? What's going on in this world? ”

Fang Xian found himself getting more and more tired, as if he had returned to the time when he stayed up late to play liver games in previous lives, his eyes were dark, and he passed out again.

……

In the darkness, I don't know how long it has been, Fang Xian's consciousness has awakened again.

"My spirit is still there...... But how is it so much weaker? Could it be that the rules of the world are different? This world ...... Not suitable for the Oriental Immortal Road? ”

This Fang Immortal was a little mentally prepared.

Although the world does not admit that he cannot be immortal with Yuan Shen Refining, at least it has greatly increased the soul lifespan of ordinary people, and he can support several more reincarnations.

Otherwise, after such a long time, his soul will probably reach the limit of lifespan, and it will not be a problem that can be solved by replacing his body.

"It's just...... Where the hell am I? ”

While he was still awake, Fang Xian began to explore the darkness around him.

After a long time, his consciousness found boundaries all around, as if he was in a dark cage.

"Huh?"

In the dark corners, there are a few lines of text.

“…… I don't understand! A language of another world? ”

Fang Xian had just wanted to study it, but that groggy feeling reappeared, causing him to fall asleep again......

……

I don't know how long it has been, Fang Xian woke up and found that that the otherworldly text had already filled half of the space.

"Damn...... How do you crack a new language? ”

He's a little crazy.

At this moment, a completely new line of handwriting was suddenly discovered, which was taking shape.

Although he still didn't know those strokes, Fang Xian didn't hesitate to spread his Yuan Shen power.

Through that brushstroke, he seemed to sense something.

When a word fell, he seemed to see the warmth and warmth of the sun.

"The Sun!"

"The word that has just fallen means 'sun' or 'sunny'!"

"Is someone writing? Through this touch, I sensed the emotions of the person who wrote, which is equivalent to him or her teaching me to read......"

When everyone writes, the corresponding meaning comes to mind.

Fang Xian, on the other hand, could vaguely feel that kind of image through his own Yuan Shen induction, and even guessed the meaning of these different words.

"It's just...... I'm so tired......"

After learning a few words that he didn't know if they were true or false, Fang Xian fell asleep again.

I don't know how long it has been.

……

"Huh?"

Finally one time, Fang Xian didn't know how long he had been asleep, but in the haze, he felt a trickle, pouring into his Yuan Shen.

He woke up, feeling that the state of the Yuan Shen was better than ever, much better than the previous times, and his thoughts were spinning quickly.

At this moment, in the dark space, another different text was formed.

"I saw dark clouds...... Is it cloudy or rainy? ”

"Death...... Withered ......"

"Friends ......"

Fang Xian had already learned a lot of words before, and by this time, he could almost comprehend them, and began to interpret the previous texts, the different words, at this time, in his eyes, most of them were already understandable:

……

"On the 13th, it was fine...... Go to school and follow ...... Chat...... She is a very cheerful girl and I think I fell in love with her......"

"On the 17th, it was cloudy...... Holidays, with ...... Go...... Lake fishing, that fish was delicious......"

The latest line of text is still emerging:

“…… It's raining and it's hard to ,...... I died, I went to the funeral ......, hoping to ...... Love that bouquet of daisies...... It's sad that life is so short......"

……

Those omitted words were either the ones that Fang Xian couldn't figure out, or they were simply the names of a certain person, because when they touched them, several different faces always appeared in his primordial spirit.

High nose, brown eyes, like a half-breed...... The only consolation is that it is still a human world.

"...... I was reincarnated as a journal? Or rather...... A living, no, 'alive' notebook? It was used to write a diary ......"

Fang Xian sensed a terrible truth: "And...... I'm still powerless to resist for the time being? ”

Fortunately, his heart is tenacious, his spirit is strong, but he has not collapsed, and he accepted the reality after a while.

"There's no way around turning it into a notebook, but ...... If you can't act on your own, you're helpless...... There's a big crisis......"

He looked at the dark space and found that it was almost filled with diaries.

"If I were to write a diary, as a notebook, it would have the number of pages, and no matter how thick it was, it would be finished one day...... When the time comes, they will either be locked up and will never be able to receive new information, or they will be sold as waste paper and destroyed and reshaped...... Wouldn't I just die? ”

If you haven't saved up enough energy for reincarnation in the attribute bar before being 'processed', you might really die!

"No, it can't be like this!"

Fang Xian gritted his teeth: "Then what should I do?" Maybe...... You can give it a try. ”

He looked at the first few pages of the diary, and the power of the primordial spirit spread out, trying to erase a punctuation mark.

It was a diary from a long time ago, and even if the original owner went to see it in person, he might not remember whether there were multiple punctuations.

As a result, his power easily erased that punctuation.

"Hmm...... It seems that if I want, I can swallow the traces of the words in front of me at any time, turn them back into a blank sheet of paper, and let people write until the sky is wasted...... Even ......"

His primordial power was slightly modified, replacing one word with another.

"Sure enough...... Not only can I erase the handwriting, but I can also take the initiative to reveal some information...... Well, how do you feel a little similar to a certain demon surnamed Fu? ”

"But this ...... At least I can communicate with the owner of the notebook, no...... If I had found out that my notebook could write in response, I would probably have lost it, or hid it, or tried to destroy it...... It's not safe......"

Fang Xian had no choice for a while.

This time he was conscious for a long time, and he saw several new diaries.

Suddenly, one day, Fang Xian felt a shock in the space, and several diaries and the darkness to which they belonged were torn apart.

"Oh no, those are ...... The man wrote a diary of some little secrets, and he was going to destroy them? ”

"Damn, this is tearing the pages of my book!"

"Being a diary is so miserable, it's just a disaster!"