White as white as a cloud, like a wedding dress with a cloak to marry far away, giving people a pure and clean appearance; Black, on the other hand, is as heavy as a deep cliff, full of darkness and uncertainty, like being in a dangerous dark night.

Silver is a streamer movie, like lightning falling from the sky, giving people a scorching impact, as if it is about to split and shatter.

And the largest is indeed the fiery red ocean, delicate as a fiery red, as dazzling as a burning, and an incomparably huge red like a blood-colored ocean, which occupies almost most of the space of this sea of knowledge, giving people a dangerously hot and burning feeling, as if it wants to turn everything to ashes.

The red sea of knowledge like a sea of blood is the earliest and largest sea of knowledge opened up by Wu Zhijiang, and it also looks the most dangerous now.

A red-hot miniature version of Wu Zhijiang was entrenched in the center of it, and he was sitting there at this time, closing his eyes, and he didn't know if it was cultivation, or what?

Although the red sea of knowledge is the largest, it seems that he is not the most important in the sea of knowledge at this time, a colorless sea of knowledge space, just one of the eight who are careful to know the sea, if it is correct, this colorless sea of knowledge is the most formed after the dark.

However, in this most columbian form, the entire space where the colorless spirit particles of the sea of consciousness are wandering, but it occupies the most important position in this sea of consciousness.

He was in the middle of the sea of knowledge, surrounded by eight other seas of knowledge, and even the huge fiery red sea of knowledge retreated and surrounded him.

And at this time, in the middle of the colorless sea of consciousness, an origin-like colorless object was forming, and if it were not for the distorted light, it would be difficult to find its formation.

A transparent and colorless origin gradually enlarged, and at the end of the day, it was faintly visible that it was an oval egg with a diameter of more than ten meters.

Something seems to be slowly forming on the inside of the egg, which can only be guessed by the changes in the texture of the eggshell. The humanoid creature was hatching.

Nine days later, the space is still silent. Even the eight surrounding seas of consciousness seemed to be oppressed by something, and became extremely quiet. Even the active spirit particles almost stopped wandering, wriggling at a slow rate, indicating their presence.

The fiery red spirit particles, which were originally the most active, were even more listless, as if it was very laborious to move and so on, and could only move at an invisible speed to indicate their current status.

With a crisp click, the egg in the colorless space sea changed, and a colorless eggshell fell into it, and a gap more than a meter wide appeared.

If you concentrate. The wriggling figure inside could be faintly seen, and a flesh-colored body was partially exposed, which looked like a small part of the arm from a distance.

Thinking about it again, a piece of eggshell shattered and fell into it, and a part of the person's body was revealed, and the position of the head was revealed, and it was already possible to tell that the eggshell was pregnant with a person.

Click..., click..., click...

The sound kept ringing. As time went on, it became more and more frequent, but that's it, and it was half a day. The whole eggshell completely cracked, revealing what was conceived inside.

A huge egg with a diameter of more than ten meters, inside is actually a human body less than twenty centimeters tall. A miniature version of Wu Zhijiang.

That's right, what is bred from this transparent and colorless egg is a miniature version of Wu Zhijiang, whether it is facial features. or body proportions, can be clearly seen. It was a Wu Zhijiang who was similar to the boy who knew Haihong.

It's just that this Wu Zhijiang is younger than Wu Zhijiang, a red child born like a sea of fire.

The eggshell collapsed, and all of them fell into it, leaving not even the slightest bit, all of which were absorbed and melted by the shrunken Wu Zhijiang.

Wu Zhijiang, who was sitting there cross-legged, only opened his eyes and woke up after a long time, and when he looked around, even the red boy Wu Zhijiang, who had been sitting cross-legged and practicing, opened his eyes and nodded, saying hello before closing his eyes again.

The red boy Wu Zhijiang greeted, and the newly born miniature version of Wu Zhijiang also nodded slightly, so he didn't pay attention to it, and then turned his head to look around, and then gradually became active.

I saw a move from his hand, and the spiritual particles that connected the Colorless Consciousness Sea instantly became active, and began to swim wildly, and then a huge vortex formed in the middle.

And the passage connecting this colorless sea of consciousness also seemed to open in an instant, and the eight spiritual particles of red, white, silver, green, yellow, black, light blue, and transparent colors all poured along these connecting channels towards the colorless sea of consciousness.

The fluctuations that were similar to plundering made the red child in the red ocean instantly open his eyes again, and the red child, who was a little surprised and seemed to be unconvinced, looked at each other angrily, but closed his eyes without any indication at the end.

Colorful sea-aware spirit particles emerged along the connecting channel, and those eight-colored spirit particles were instantly assimilated after entering the colorless ocean, turning into the same colorless spirit particles.

With the influx of spirit particles, the colorless spirit sea was also expanding and changing wildly, and the area of the sea of consciousness was also growing wildly, and it soon surpassed several others, growing to five or six times the original.

In this way, the spiritual particles continued to pour in, and the sea of consciousness also kept expanding, and he only stopped when he grew up to ten times the size of before.

The flesh-colored Wu Zhijiang's hand swung again, and the action of absorbing the spirit particles from the other sea of consciousness stopped, but fortunately, although the spirit particles were plundered by it, the area did not shrink, but the spirit particles in it split again, and soon returned to their original appearance.

Seeing that everything was taking shape, and the spiritual sea of consciousness had reached the maximum area that he could control at the moment, the newly born Wu Zhijiang looked at his sea of knowledge with satisfaction, and then sat down like a red child and began to practice.

Nine Soul Spiral, Wu Zhijiang's body, the Nine Soul Vortex exercises were under the control of the two spiritual bodies Wu Zhijiang, and they involuntarily operated.

Inside, outside the body once again regained calm, but this calm did not last for two seconds, and with a bang, a figure sat up from the stone basin in the underground space.

A figure sat up, stretched out his hand to support the edge of the stone basin, and the figure who just wanted to hold it up only felt that his palm was softened with nowhere to be forced.

The basin on the edge of the stone basin was missing, and a gap the size of a palm appeared.

What is this made, why is it so unstrong, and he can't even hold his hands, and the figure who made it glanced at the stone powder in his hand and the gap in the pot, and couldn't help but criticize.

This is the person who was there, how could I be in a stone basin, turning my attention back to myself, looking around, with some doubts.

I remember that I seemed to have fallen into a swamp, attacked by a snake and scorpion, and I couldn't break free from it after the last time, and I was drowned by the swamp and sank into the ground, how did I come here.

This is like the underground space I saw before, did I fall into the swamp and not die, but ended up passing through the swamp quagmire, falling into this underground space, and just fell into this stone basin full of water.

Looking at the space overhead, it was the gray rock that looked around, but the black mud on it that had dried up still confirmed Wu Zhijiang's guess.

He knew that he had really fallen into the swamp and not died, but that he had been lucky enough to pass through the swamp several kilometers deep and fall into this underground space.

This is not water, although the original viscous liquid is no longer as thick and viscous as it was at the beginning, but it is still not as clean and smooth as water, but a little sticky and slippery, so after Wu Zhijiang figured out his own situation, he immediately knew that the stone basin was not water.

Could it be that this is the earth's soul milk, smelling the faint aroma coming from his nose, Wu Zhijiang guessed.

How can my injuries be healed, Wu Zhijiang stood up from the stone basin, looking at his body with smooth and bright skin and strong muscles, he was also shocked.

Even if it's the Earth Soul Milk, it's not so powerful, how long has it been since he entered this underground space, and even the internal and external injuries of his whole body have recovered.

Xiao Nian, how long have I been in this underground space, why don't you wake me up.

Zhijiang, today is the tenth day that you have entered this underground space, not that I don't like to wake you up, but that you almost died after falling into the swamp quagmire, and the whole person fell into a state of silent death.

I also knew from your previous subconscious that there was a space underground, so it formed a simple defense, seeing that you were brought here.

If it weren't for the fact that there happened to be a basin of spiritual milk here, maybe I would have to use the life-saving means that Aisha gave you, and then I saw that you fell into this spiritual milk, and you gradually recovered with the help of spiritual milk, and it didn't affect you.

Listening to Wu Zhijiang blaming her, Xiao Nian also said with some grievances. (To be continued......)