Chapter 2: Fragments of Memory
"Wow~~~!! Wow~~~!!! Wow~~~!!! ”
In the extremely dark sea space, the consciousness of the White Maple Valley descended, and below it was a black deep sea, boundless, with stormy waves, rolling up thousands of piles of ink and snow.
"Is this the sea of knowledge that is mentioned in the Great Method, that is, my spiritual space? Above the sea surface is the shallow consciousness zone, and below the sea surface is the deep consciousness, that is, the subconscious zone, that ......"
Staring at the three behemoth whirlpools on the sea, Bai Fenggu thought thoughtfully, the largest of them almost occupied a radius of 10,000 meters, and the other two were slightly inferior, but the diameter was also several thousand meters wide, magnificent, and the throughput was thousands.
Compared with the whirlpools in the sea, these three whirlpools have their own strangeness, they do not swallow things on the surface of the sea to the depths of the sea, on the contrary, they are like fountains, spewing things from the bottom of the sea to the bottom of the sea, that is, the deep consciousness zone.
Bai Fenggu let go of his perception, and knew in his heart that what these three whirlpools were gushing out was his vast spiritual power, "Then, the big whirlpool represents the absolute black body, and the small two should be the spirit element armament and telepathy." ”
Roughly understanding the structural characteristics of the sea of knowledge, Bai Fenggu no longer paid attention to it, his consciousness was condensed, and he gathered spiritual power and cultivated his divine sense under the guidance of the Great Method.
I saw a gust of wind on the sea, and the wisps of spiritual power that were originally scattered and fluttering casually were engulfed by the strong wind, and they reluctantly converged towards the consciousness of the White Maple Valley.
If someone stands at the height of the sea of knowledge at this time to watch, they can see wisps of finger length, silk thread-like, showing the ultimate dark color of spiritual power, like ten thousand streams returning to the sect, swallowed by the invisible consciousness body in the center of the sea of knowledge, and those who come will not refuse. Whale devouring.
I don't know how long it took, until the wind above the sea was not strong, the waves were calm, and there was no longer even a wisp of spiritual power from the outside world, and the original location of the consciousness body of Bai Fenggu was suddenly a one-person-high cocoon. The surface is as smooth as a mirror, but it is extremely dark, as if it wants to swallow everything.
"Click!"
"Click!"
After a while, there was a sudden sound like an eggshell cracking, and then obvious gaps appeared on the dark cocoon, as if a young bird had come out of its shell.
There was another crisp click, first a delicate face with long black hair emerged from the top, and then there was a sound of punching and kicking to move the body, and the whole cocoon was shattered into pieces. The familiar figure was revealed.
Bai Fenggu stood in the air naked, stretching lazily, "Ah, it's really comfortable, is this the incarnation of the divine consciousness of the fifth layer of the Great Yan Jue?" It is worthy of a B-level exercise, and the spiritual strength has increased several times, and besides, there is this. Lost stinger! ”
As soon as his mind moved, a divine sense power suddenly separated from the fingers of the White Maple Valley Divine Sense incarnation. Under his delicate outline control, he turned into a short inky black spike, looked at it carefully for a while, and shouted, "Go!" ”
The Spike dances up and down the sea of consciousness with its mind, and its speed is as fast as the wind, like a black lightning bolt piercing the sky, and once it is hit. The spiritual impact of the Nine Yin Divine Claw is even more terrifying than that of the D-level exercise, which is enough to make people shake the sea and turn into a delirious idiot.
After playing for a while, Bai Fenggu withdrew the Lost Mind Thorn, as for the other spell attached to the Great Yan Jue, Seven Emotions Absolute Feelings. With his fifth-layer peak cultivation level, he couldn't do it yet, so he could only wait for it later.
Looking at the three surging magical whirlpools on the surface of the sea of Zhihai with unpredictable eyes, Bai Fenggu seemed to want to see the mysterious grandeur of the depths of the sea of knowledge through the extremely dark sea, and hesitated for a long time, but finally the curiosity of the endless spiritual treasures prevailed.
So, with the doubts that accompanied him in his two lives, Bai Fenggu's eyes were calm and calm, and he separated about a quarter of a cloud of divine consciousness from his divine consciousness, and controlled it with the distraction technique recorded in the Great Yan Technique, and resolutely threw himself into the largest whirlpool of absolute black body.
In the next moment, White Maple Valley seemed to be at the bottom of a cliff, and above his head was a violent waterfall hundreds of meters high, accompanied by a loud rumbling sound, and the heavy water like Mount Tai crushed him, wanting to wipe out his body and soul together.
"Ah~~~!!"
Roaring silently, the distraction of Bai Fenggu only felt that his consciousness was dazed, listening to the roar of thunder in his ears, and like the raging sound of the Yellow River, the last bit of clarity was like a candle in the wind, flickering and flickering.
Who would have thought that the sky above looked calm, and the vast sea of consciousness was so wild and irritable in the depths of the whirlpool, and this layer of barrier separating the deep and shallow consciousness layers was so murderous.
Fortunately, the Great Yan Jue had cultivated to the peak of the fifth layer, and the spiritual power of White Maple Valley was four or five times stronger than before, and at this moment, it became the last straw.
The divine consciousness power entrusted by Bai Fenggu's distraction was originally a quarter of the size of a human body, but at this time, it was worn away by the vortex little by little, leaving only a cloud of darkness the size of the last fist to wrap the distraction deeper and deeper, and I don't know how long it took, when he could no longer hear the piercing roar in his ears, his eyes suddenly opened up.
Invisibly, it seemed to break through a thin film, and Bai Fenggu's clone regained its clarity, and a fist-sized mass of divine consciousness power turned into a pocket incarnation, which he controlled and flew around in the ocean of light balls in front of him.
Looking down from the sky above the sea of knowledge, the White Maple Valley can only see a darkness, quiet and deep, as if it is leading to a bottomless abyss. However, when he really broke through the barrier between the deep and shallow consciousness layers and stepped into the subconscious area, what he saw was a dark void, floating countless balls of light of different colors, colorful and fascinating.
Curiously stretched out his hand to touch the nearest purple ball of light beside him, and in the next moment, Bai Fenggu's gaze shifted, only to feel that his eyes were dark, and he seemed to have turned into the body of a desperate black dragon, but he felt that he had shrunk a lot, and he was imprisoned in a black prison full of fragrant liquid.
With a claw, the eggshell cracked, and the king of the black dragon, the descendant of the Deathwing Nesario left in the twisted void, his third son, the future king of the Void dragons, Nersaraku, was born!
The half-meter-long little Nersaraku swallowed all the eggshells and fragrant liquids according to his instincts, only to feel that his body was much stronger, and it was at this moment that the memory inheritance that Nesario left in his blood appeared, imparting him a great deal of knowledge.
Among them, there are not only about the birthplace of the Burning Legion, the harsh living environment of the Twisted Void, but also the cultivation methods and dragon magic of the Black Dragon Clan, and finally a message full of apology and love from Nesario.
"My child, your father is facing a life-and-death battle, and he is powerless to take care of you, so he can only leave you alone in the chaotic and evil land of the Twisted Void. But Father believes that as the son of Deathwing, you will survive until Father comes to pick you up, or the day you come to find Father! (To be continued.) )