Pure white light flickered in Bai Shuo's body, flowing in an unpredictable trajectory with the beating of his heart's pulse, born out of nothing, and turned into the most wonderful state of existence.

I don't know when, the voice that led Bai Shuo into meditation disappeared, and the short Heart Sutra was finally explained, but Bai Shuo had not yet woken up.

Or rather, he didn't know how to wake up.

While indulging in the Heart Sutra, Bai Shuo had completely immersed himself in meditation, handed over all the physiological reactions to the body, and carefully experienced the mystery without distraction, just like an isolated hermit who studied knowledge accidentally locked himself in the room and couldn't get out.

The body and consciousness were completely disconnected, and there was not even the slightest faint connection.

The soul named Bai Shuo floated in the darkness, but could not wake up, and the body and soul of the lost other half were looking for each other in the darkness, but they were always a little bit away.

It's like the oil painting: Adam and Yahweh in Genesis, the two fingertips are only a little apart, but the salvation beyond this distance seems to be forever crossed, and the end of the world is close at hand.

This was also the last test left by that voice, and when the soul was strong enough to cross this distance, Bai Shuo was naturally able to regain the feeling of his body. Before that, to outsiders, his body seemed to be asleep.

It may only take a year for Bai Shuo to master this method thoroughly, and then break through the darkness and regain control of his body.

But what is most lacking now is time, half a month has passed, and Bai Shuo's time is running out.

If you leave this world and your team members forcibly pull their souls back through the main god, it will be terrible at that time.

It's like instead of wearing shoes in a normal way, but cutting out a hole and putting the soles of your feet in, it's one thing to be uncomfortable, and then Bai Shuo's will and body will no longer be able to merge.

can only control the body like a puppet through a lead, and all kinds of shortcomings cannot be remedied, and at the same time, there is no way to talk about the way forward.

In the dark, Bai Shuo wanted to smile bitterly, but he couldn't feel the nerves on his face, so he could only sigh silently, is this a character problem?

It's just that it's really dark around, and Bai Shuo hates black, especially after he regains his sight, and he never wants to lose the feeling of color again.

In the silence, he listened carefully to the pulsation of his soul, and the subtle sound slowly expanded until it turned into a vibration that resounded through the darkness, like his heart beating unwillingly.

The suddenly diffusing soul spread wildly, until finally it turned into an infinitely thin wavelength, as if there was no boundary.

The tenacious wavelength is infinitely extended, and the soul that was already about to form an entity has become a soul wavelength that exists between being and non-being.

Bai Shuo reversed his ability as Chen Jingmo's 'craftsman' and completely transformed himself into a soul wavelength that was confined to his body.

Between existence and non-existence, the only thing that exists is what is summed up as 'mind'.

As the voice said, this is the most wonderful thing in the world, and the most impermanent thing, which can be turned into the strongest stubborn stone, or it can become a flexible and invisible flowing water.

Gathering and dispersing formless, mysterious and free, the soul peels off into undulating wavelengths, but Bai Shuo's consciousness still exists, and the wonderful feeling between existence and absence is full of danger and intoxicating.

Like a beautiful flame struggling and jumping in the wind, the light radiates in all directions.

The wavelength that suddenly pierced the darkness finally touched the colorful colors hidden in it, and Bai Shuo clung to his heart and extended outward. And the light hidden in his body also seemed to feel the existence of a soul, rushing through his body, flashing, trying to extend to the depths of his body, but he couldn't reach the most core place.

A little, just a little...... Above the lecture hall, the person behind the bamboo curtain sighed: Would you rather give up the opportunity to wake up than Dacheng? Even if you know it's the wrong choice, you have to go up your way, let me see your determination again.

The person behind the bamboo curtain raised his finger and was about to move, but suddenly stopped.

In Bai Shuo's pocket, something woke up, and the mottled rosary flickered with an uncertain light, and suddenly disappeared.

The person behind the bamboo curtain grabbed his fingers weakly, looked at the rosary that appeared in the palm of his hand, and his eyebrows jumped.

"Strange power, but with the vague realm of Buddhism...... The will to sacrifice one's life? The Last Great Mercy? He looked at the rosary in his finger that wanted to be separated from his palm, and shook his head with some regret: "It seems that the fate of my student, after all, is not here with me." ”

"Go......" He let go of his hand, and suddenly the rosary in his palm flew out of his hand, making a slight sound of breaking the air, and threw it at Bai Shuo's chest, but it stopped in front of his chest.

The curious monkey wanted to reach out and grab it, but it ran into an invisible obstacle, smiled at the teacher a little embarrassed, and quieted down.

The mottled rosary seems to have been baptized for thousands of years, and its own material comes from the wood luanzi that has grown for thousands of years in the underworld of another world, the only life in the underworld of the dead soul, and the only life born in the land of extreme death.

In the original plot, after integrating the small universe and all the souls of the Golden Saint Seiya Ashmida, he was even able to seal the immortal Pluto Fighter in one hundred and eight prayer beads, which was enough to wipe out the combat power of the underworld.

And Ashmida, as the first saint warrior to comprehend the eighth sense in the holy war in 1746, even reached the realm of talking to the gods and Buddhas and freely entering and leaving any space.

Blind since birth, Ashmida reached a peak that normal people would not have been able to reach, and in the end, at the cost of his own death, he created a terrible item that was enough to seal the Warrior of the Underworld.

It's a pity that in the world that the reincarnators are chaotic into, the plot collapses, and the reincarnation priests who stand on the side of the Hades will introduce the Honkai mode of the plot, the battle between the Sea Emperor, the Hades Emperor, and Athena makes it impossible for everyone to speculate about the future, and the reincarnators who took advantage of the chaos to intervene in it went straight in, directly through the defense line of the Saint Seiya, and after breaking several gold Saint Seiyas, he finally attracted Ashmida to make a move.

Ashamida, who recognized Sasha early as Athena, was the last obstacle in front of the reincarnation.

With one fight and five, in the end, under the sea tiger's blasting fist, the body was shattered, and the soul was finally integrated into the fruit of Mu Luanzi, guarding Athena with its last strength. Unfortunately, he failed after all.

The one hundred and seven Mu Luanzi fruits were all shattered, and only the last one that condensed Ashmida's last will and strength perception remained. If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't use this item by all means, those reincarnators wouldn't have flowed this valuable item into the trading market so casually.

After passing through the underworld, the human world, the main god space, and the long distance from this world, it has already been a vicissitudes of life, and things are not human, but the last will in it has awakened under the stimulation of Bai Shuo's life light and soul wavelength.

The rosary beads that swirled in front of Bai Shuo shattered and turned into an illusory light and shadow that merged into his mind.

And at this moment, in Bai Shuo's heart, a strange shadow suddenly appeared, his eyes were closed, his long hair was shawl, he was wearing a golden holy robe, and he was sitting cross-legged in the void.

The warrior named Ashmida made his choice with the last will.

Just when Bai Shuo was confused and confused, the blonde-haired man slowly let out a voice that only existed between his heart.

"Look, I'll only do ...... once"

For a moment, the ethereal, scattered mind suddenly felt the illusion of the world spinning.

"Sky Dance Treasure Wheel!"

At the moment when the voice just came out, the wavelength of the soul that did not have any sense of direction suddenly felt a twist like a whirlwind, and this was only the beginning.

At the same time as the sound continued, after breaking through the darkness, the gorgeous world felt by the soul wavelength was once again covered with a layer of dust, as if it had been weathered for thousands of years in an instant, shattered into nothingness, and even darkness did not exist.

Heart-eye, deprivation.

And the voice in Bai Shuo's heart was constantly echoing in a low voice, and after shaking thousands of times in an instant, it returned to nothingness.

The induction between the minds, the sense of hearing born out of nothing, deprived.

The sudden force pulled Bai Shuo back into the abyss, and the imperceptible sense of smell and taste was also stripped away at the same time.

The wavelength of the soul that was confined to the body suddenly lost its bondage, or rather, Bai Shuo could no longer feel the bondage, and even the wavelength that made up the soul lost connection.

Touch, deprivation!

In the void where even darkness does not exist, Bai Shuo's mind is rapidly collapsing, and after losing any reference, it will cease to exist; When the soul is completely cut off from the outside world, in the chaos that cannot be measured by time, the consciousness existing in the heart weakens rapidly.

This is the bottomless abyss, and when even the existence of 'me' cannot be maintained, it is the end of everything.

Just when his consciousness was weakened to the extreme, the last bit of will left in the rosary turned into a drop of water like nectar, seeping into Bai Shuo's consciousness that was about to be extinguished.

The last will in the rosary is the truth that Ashmida has been trying to pursue since birth, the purest essence of a lifetime of perception, compassion and killing, without all the magical methods that the Virgo warrior possesses, nor any method of using power, not even the perception of the small universe, after stripping away all external objects, only the most esoteric thoughts remain.

It was like cracking to the limit, and the land that was about to collapse into dust was moistened by the rain at the last moment, and the inexplicable feeling out of nothing made Bai Shuo's dry heart wake up again.

(To be continued)