Ye Chu stared at these lines, and didn't use his heart to memorize them, he knew that these patterns were strange, even if he tried hard, he couldn't write them down.

Looking at these lines, the lines are simply outlined, the ordinary ones are just like the ones outlined by the little children with the branches of the trees, such ordinary lines, it is difficult for Ye Chu to make these textures impossible for him to remember.

The more magical these textures were, the more interested Ye Chu was, and the more unwilling he was in his heart.

"I can't remember, I just have to remember!"

Ye Chu didn't believe in evil, the Yi pattern vibrated out from the sea of qi, and the Yi pattern erupted into bursts of sound, nine stars in unison, shooting out a ray of light, wanting to pierce the illusionary void.

Ye Chu evolved with Yi patterns, and according to the evolution of these lines, these textures were imprinted in Ye Chu's Yi patterns.

Ye Chu Yuanling is extraordinary, these textures are not complicated, Ye Chu is imprinted in them little by little, although it is a little difficult, but he can barely do it. Ye Chu knew that he couldn't remember, so he could only rely on this method. Imprint these textures into the pattern.

If it was a more complex texture, Ye Chu would not be able to imprint at all, but with such a simple pattern, Ye Chu could still imprint.

Ye Chu's patterns are extraordinary, but it is also very difficult to imprint so many textures, in this space, Ye Chu has become a brand and a practice, imprinting these textures piece by piece.

It took Ye Chu an unknown amount of time, and finally imprinted the veins here on the tattoo body. At this point, Ye Chu felt that he was about to collapse. The project was too big, and if it weren't for his extraordinary Yuan Ling, he wouldn't have been able to do this at all.

When a texture of zuihou was imprinted in the Yi pattern by Ye Chu, the Yi pattern slowly integrated into Ye Chu's body. But this pattern has just been integrated into Ye Chu's body, and those simple textures that can't be simpler are actually slowly swimming in Ye Chu's pattern.

As the textures swim, everything is broken up, and these simple textures are reassembled, combined in pairs, and entangled.

Ye Chu didn't have time to stop it, and thousands of textures began to change, constantly reorganizing and staggering. The original simple textures began to slowly turn into complex textures, and these complex textures were recombined again into more complex textures.

It is in this kind of change that thousands of textures are entangled and gradually merge together.

With the simplest texture reorganization, on Ye Chu's Yi pattern, a mysterious and complex texture that radiated light appeared. Thousands of textures actually blended together, and this texture was like a flower imprinted on Ye Chuyi's pattern.

These flowers are very strange, and the petals are actually flowing, like weak water. Just when Ye Chu was puzzled, these many flowers suddenly changed, turned into a river, and suddenly rushed up, with three thousand weak water flowing endlessly in it.

The texture is not as simple as it was just now, but rather a kind of mystery and simplicity, just by looking at it, Ye Chu felt that his soul was going to be absorbed.

From the texture, there is the breath of Tao and Law, as if it is fused with heaven and earth, with the breath of heaven and earth. When Ye Chu saw this texture, he couldn't help but flash a river in his mind, and the river had three thousand weak water flowing endlessly. The mysterious and quaint atmosphere emanates from it, and the simple atmosphere seems to have existed for countless years, and the ancient does not look like it.

Ye Chu's Yi pattern blended into the sea of qi, and when he got the texture, he also submerged into Ye Chu's sea of qi. This texture did not enter it, and it actually caused the black iron to tremble, and it corroborated each other, and those Ye Chu on the black iron looked different textures at all actually glowed, and they were entangled with it.

At the same time, the texture obtained on Ye Chu's arm in the forbidden land of the ancient nightmare also rioted with a terrifying light at this time, and the three were entangled, and the brilliance of the riot fell on Ye Chu's arm, and the coolness of Ye Chu's arm actually disappeared in an instant.

After the coolness disappeared, these textures continued to submerge into Ye Chu's qi sea, imprinted on Ye Chu's Yi Pattern, and as the Yi Pattern entered Ye Chu's Yuan Spirit, it was imprinted on Ye Chu's Yuan Spirit.

The veins of black iron did not survive on Ye Chu's Yuan Spirit, but the texture obtained from the Ancient Nightmare Forbidden Land and the texture that turned into three thousand weak water at this moment were all on Ye Chu's Yuan Spirit.

After these two textures imprinted the Yuan Spirit, Ye Chu clearly felt that the Yuan Spirit had undergone drastic changes. A cool feeling spread throughout Ye Chu's Yuan Spirit, and the feeling of sadness spread from the Yuan Spirit all over the body.

A kind of misery, a kind of powerless pain all surfaced in Ye Chu's heart. At this moment, Ye Chu felt that his life was worse than death, he was extremely uncomfortable, the world was full of sorrow, and his heart was like ashes.

This feeling Ye Chu didn't just experience once, he had already experienced it many times. It's just that this time it's even more intense, Ye Chu seems to be immersive, and his beloved dies in front of him repeatedly.

It's an illusion, but there's a maddeningly miserable desolation.

Ye Chu was shocked in his heart, this time the feeling was even stronger than the last time he touched the statue, Ye Chu really felt that kind of mentality like ashes.

Ye Chu only clenched his fists, his face was sad, and Bai Xuan, Yaoyao, and even Tan Miaotong flashed in his mind. Ye Chu was unwilling, the last time he was lost, he almost died, and at this moment, the feeling was stronger than the last time, which was enough to make him unbearable.

Ye Chu thought that he was going to be lost, he would follow in the footsteps of the Supreme, and he would die in the world like him.

But after a while, Ye Chu still maintained his senses, although the kind of cold and miserable occupied his mind, but his consciousness was not lost, Ye Chu burst into tears, but the person stood there soberly, and did not self-harm and give up life.

This result made Ye Chu stunned, and his mind sank into the Yuan Spirit, and found that there were two textures flashing in the Yuan Spirit, and these lights had a strange effect, giving Ye Chu a sense of clarity. And it is this sense of clarity that keeps him sane.

The feeling of desolation and sadness still spread all over Ye Chu's body, Ye Chu burst into tears, tears flowed down, like a pearl falling, his heart was like ashes, and the only reason he had made him stand there motionless and not do stupid things.

This feeling persisted for an hour, and after an hour it slowly subsided.

After returning to normal, Ye Chu looked at the ground wet with tears in a daze, and he couldn't help but hahadaxiao after losing his mind for a moment: "I'm not lost, I'm not lost!"

Ye Chu was excited, he had never felt so happy. This time I was not lost, and it means that life is once again in my own hands.

Despite the uncomfortable feeling just now, as long as you don't lose your life, everything doesn't matter, and there is nothing more joyful than being alive.

"Those textures ......"

Ye Chu's heart shook and he was excited. Those textures are what keep him sane, Ye Chu was shocked by the strength of the extremely strong man of the weak family, and he couldn't imagine that the other party could really have the means to fight against the supreme's will, and he could go to the sea under the supreme's will to keep people sane, it was really peerless.