The voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes were completely plunged into darkness, and his consciousness dissipated into nothingness.

At this moment, in the spirit pool, above the golden sea of knowledge, the trace of slowly expanding white mist nearly doubled in an instant.

Old Man Ji's face changed suddenly, and with the sudden expansion of the white mist, the trace of warmth and cold breath contained in the white mist also expanded suddenly.

The golden sea below, under this surging breath, rippled slightly like a lake blown by the wind.

And Old Man Ji, the sense of crisis in his heart has also suddenly increased a lot.

"What's going on?"

Old man Ji frowned, staring at the white mist.

After a moment of silence, his eyes froze, and a trace of soul power poked out, heading towards the white mist.

Slowly, this trace of his soul power came to the side of the white mist, and slowly approached the white mist.

Gently, this trace of soul touched the white mist.

Warm, cold, two diametrically opposed sensations, intertwined with his soul power.

This feeling of ice and fire made the already extremely fragile soul suffer.

However, at this time, Old Man Ji's eyes suddenly became confused, and he didn't notice the abnormality of his soul at all.

The sparkle in his eyes faded away.

Wrong!

Wrong!

Suddenly, Old Man Ji shook his head suddenly, as if he had been enlightened.

His eyes regained his figure, and he looked at the white mist in shock.

The pain of that trace of soul power had spread throughout his body when he woke up.

In the midst of this two heavens of ice and fire, his fragile soul power seemed to be about to be shattered.

The soul power was immediately withdrawn, and Old Man Ji's face was a little gloomy.

He was a little undecided, and he didn't know what the white mist in front of him was.

"Is this what made Mo Li what he is now!"

He looked at Mo Li's face with his eyes closed again, and faintly felt that Mo Li's current state was a little out of control, and a mysterious aura surrounded Mo Li's body.

Mo Li didn't seem to have entered a fantasy now, but a little like he had fallen into a deep sleep.

The white mist, after an instant expansion, returned to its previous appearance, slowly but surely gradually increasing.

At this time, the depths of Mo Li's soul, where no one could see, were quietly shrouded by a mysterious force.

In the darkness, a glimmer of light emerges, then gradually brightens until the entire space is lit up.

"Get out of here!"

A child shook his head, his dazed head sobering up.

"Get out of here, stinking Hanako!"

Hiss!

A scream of pain came from the child's mouth, and the emaciated body rolled upside down on the ground a few times.

Where the child was just now, two figures, a man and a woman, retracted their legs impatiently, looked at the child dressed in tatters and dirty in disgust, and walked forward.

There were people around him, and everyone looked at this scene with indifferent faces, without the slightest emotion on their faces.

A beggar is just a beggar, and he is inherently inferior.

The child slowly got up and rubbed the place where he had been kicked, relieving the pain a little.

His gaze was calm, calm to the point that there was not the slightest ripple, as if he had been subjected to the same scene countless times.

It can be said to be a habit, or it can be said to be a ...... Numbness.

Numbness to the human heart.

Dragging his aching body, the child headed out of town.

There, there are things that the people of the town don't want, whether it's rancid food or tattered bedding, which is necessary for him to live.

Digging through the garbage heap to find some food, ignoring the stench and dirt debris emanating from it, the boy devoured it.

As for whether he will have diarrhea or get sick after that, this is not what he is considering.

All he thinks about is to live.

After eating the rancid food, he returned to his 'home'.

It is said to be home, but it is just a layer of tattered bedding under the bridge hole.

Day after day, year after year, he has been doing so.

There are no miracles, and there are no nobles.

Since he was conscious, he had survived by following an old beggar to pick up things.

The old beggar died not long ago, and he was the only one left.

He has nothing to do, no one he knows except the old beggar, and no one wants to help him, help a beggar.

People have always avoided a beggar, how can they have the idea of wanting to help him.

Day by day, the child's already thin body becomes thinner and thinner because of the lack of nutrition, because of the food that is turned out of the garbage heap.

Sick from time to time, his body finally collapsed completely.

Lying at the bottom of the bridge, he was covered in an unusually high temperature, which made him gradually blurred.

Are you going to die?

The boy lay quietly on the ground, and there was a faint flash of expectation in his trance-like eyes.

What he lived for, he never knew.

He only knew that everything he did was taught to him by the old beggar.

I'm coming to you, old man.

His eyes slowly closed, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

A trace of darkness gradually enveloped his consciousness.

Finally, the last of his consciousness was like a faint candle flame gently blown by the wind.

At this last moment, a question suddenly rose in his heart that he had never thought of before.

Who am I?

Consciousness was completely gone, and darkness completely enveloped him, and there was no light.

In the endless darkness, a voice of sudden realization slowly sounded.

I'm Mo Li.

The sound suddenly disappeared, and the dark space suddenly vibrated as if a glimmer of light was about to shine in.

But after a few moments, the darkness settled down again.

It was at this moment that the white mist above the Sea of Golden Consciousness suddenly doubled again.

After two multiplications of white mist, coupled with its slow but steady growth, the current mist has gradually tended to cover the entire Golden Sea of Knowledge.

And this huge white mist, the warm and cold aura that emanated, was no longer just hidden in the mist, and began to gradually spread towards Mo Li's entire mind.

Ji Lao hissed with a headache and took two steps back.

The two breaths that diffused out wrapped around his soul body, making him extremely uncomfortable.

And the golden aura that was extremely protective of Mo Lizhihai in the past did not make the slightest move.

Even Zhan Lu Jian and Tai Ji Tu stayed where they originally stayed, and they didn't seem to be interested in the changes in Mo Li's sea at all.

......

In the darkness, another glimmer of light emerged, and then expanded into the entire space.

A scholar slowly opened his eyes, stretched, and continued to read at night.

A year later.

The scholar became a private school teacher, and his disciples were all over the city, and he was quite respected by the people around him.

Ordinary life, in a flash, is seventy years.

Seventy years old.

The scholar was old and terminally ill, and finally slowly closed his eyes today.

What filled the scholar's presence was darkness.

The cries and shouts of many people around him were getting farther and farther away from him.

Having taught so many people to read and write, and taught so many people the truth, there is a question that he suddenly wants to ask himself now.

Who am I?

He closed his eyes completely, and his surroundings became completely dark.

I'm Mo Li.

A confused but gradually firm voice suddenly sounded in the darkness.

In the middle of Mo Li's sea of knowledge, that cloud of white mist multiplied again, doubling in an instant, and it had completely surpassed the scope of the golden sea of knowledge!

The edge of the white mist was already faintly about to touch the Taiji Diagram and the Zhanlu Sword, and had even forced Old Man Ji to retreat behind the Taiji Diagram.

The aura emanating from the white mist is getting stronger and stronger, and now the entire sea of knowledge is the two warm and cold breaths that are clearly clash with each other but have nothing to do.

Fortunately, when he hid behind the Taiji Diagram, when these breaths reached the surroundings of the Taiji Diagram, they dissipated into nothingness, so he was not affected by anything for the time being.

But his gaze was anxious.

He glanced at Mo Li's entire mind and clenched his fists.

Don't leave, wake up!

Now the scope of the white mist is extremely large, according to the law of doubling each time, the next time, this white mist will completely occupy Mo Li's mind.

If this white mist completely occupied Mo Li's mind, Old Man Ji didn't know what kind of impact this would have on Mo Li.

According to him, this white mist was somewhat similar to soul power, but it was somewhat different from soul power.

If he let it fill Mo Li's mind, he was worried that Mo Li's mind would burst.

However, he glanced at the Taiji diagram in front of him slightly, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Anyway, with the Taiji Diagram here, it should keep Mo Li safe, at least not in danger of life.

Old man Kiki thought with some uncertainty.

......

It was that dark space again, and a small light appeared.

The light is about to expand, illuminating the entire darkness.

But at this moment, the darkness suddenly shook violently, and that glimmer of light disappeared.

In the darkness, as if something was waking up, a murmuring whisper slowly sounded in the darkness.

Who am I?

In the darkness, this murmur sounded, and there was no more sound.

A moment later, the darkness shook again.

Who am I?

Another murmuring murmur rang out.

In the darkness, a strong thought suddenly rose, and the darkness shook violently.

Who am I?

It was as if a question that had been sleeping for many years suddenly became high-pitched.

The darkness that shook violently froze slightly.

The next moment, the sound of cracking suddenly sounded, and a slight crack appeared in the darkness, and bright light shot in from this slightest crack.

Wake up!

Wake up!

A strong will suddenly echoed in the darkness.

I am...... Don't leave!

A roar suddenly sounded in the darkness.

Click!

The darkness shattered suddenly, shattering as the slightest crack expanded.

Endless light illuminates the darkness.

Outside, Mo Li slowly opened his eyes.