In the middle of a sea with no end in sight, there was a dilapidated boat, and on the boat, there was a young man with a beautiful face. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The young man's face was confused, and the eyes that looked around were even more hollow and terrifying.

The boy crouched on the side of the boat and poked his head out of the side of the boat, as if trying to see through the water. It's a pity that the purple-gold sea water can't reflect anything at all, and the figure is projected on it, except for knowing where the nose is and where the eyes are, even the outline of the face can't be distinguished.

The boy seemed to have lost his memory, and kept muttering, "Who am I, what is this place, why am I here?"

Just as the young man was meditating, a faint blue light caught the boy's attention in the purple-gold water.

"...... here" The young man looked inside the ship, and then shook his head, this rotten ship, as if it was made of wood chips piece by piece, through the bottom of the boat, even purple and gold water seeped out. On one side, the bow of the ship was uneven, as if it had been gnawed by something, and on the side of the ship, two words were engraved.

The boy had wanted to see if there were any oars or anything like that in the boat, so that he could paddle to a place where the blue glow glowed. But seeing the bottom of the boat that had begun to seep water under his feet, the boy wisely gave up.

"Heavenly Dao, this rotten ship still dares to call such an arrogant name, it won't be struck by lightning, right?"

After reading the words on the side of the ship, the boy became melancholy.

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"Who the hell am I?"

"Anyone? can gasp for breath and reply!"

......

"Ahh

......

The bored teenager began to shout loudly, but unfortunately, even if he shouted at the top of his voice, he did not get a single response. Finally, the lonely teenager has begun to talk gibberish.

"Well, what's going on here, is it the bitter sea?" the young man leaned on the side of the boat, his eyes full of confusion, "What is the bitter sea?

"Strange, why don't I feel thirsty and hungry?" the boy touched his flat stomach and pouted.

"Brother Li, I didn't expect the nobleman's dragon and phoenix Hehe furnace to have such a miraculous effect, admire ......"

Suddenly, a small voice came from nowhere, and it immediately caught the boy's attention.

There are dragons and phoenixes, what stove is so powerful. A picture flashed in the young man's mind, in a pair of thin palms, holding a delicate small incense burner, the top of the incense burner, a dragon and a phoenix hovering and entwining, and wisps of purple smoke were coming out of the mouth of the dragon and phoenix.

"Hey, the dragon and phoenix furnace looks like this? yes, it's delicate enough, how much is it worth!" the young man's saliva flowed.

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"Master Di, Qi Xuezheng, Xi Xuezheng, should the three adults do it?"

Another voice sounded, and at the same time, three pictures appeared in the young man's mind in turn, a woman, an old man, and a middle-aged man.

The young man was no longer surprised, stared at the three portraits that came to his mind, and said to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "I am so familiar, it seems that I have seen these three people somewhere, where are they? Well, there is a broken wall, is there a leg between the three of them, and I happened to bump into them, and I am afraid that I will shake out their ugly things, so they will throw me here?

At the thought of the three old shameless people together, the young man felt a cold air rush from the soles of his feet to his head, and goosebumps rose.

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A sentence sounded from an unknown place, and after each sentence, a picture appeared in the boy's mind, some of which could be seen together, and some of which were not connected in the slightest.

“...... I'll wait for a blow...... It's dead. Flute Principal ...... Leave a little thing ......"

"Dead? Who's dead? Do you mean me?" the boy felt more and more images in his mind, and finally, all the images suddenly dissipated, leaving only a scene of battle. It was a young man with a delicate face, hiding in a huge ancient tripod, which was engraved with hundreds of beasts, birds, flowers, trees, and human life hunting. At the same time, above the picture, there are mountains as high as 100 meters, purple smoke rising from the dragon and phoenix incense burner, and golden balls as big as broad beans. These things were rushing towards the young man hiding in the ancient ding.

The picture entered the eye, and in the empty eyes of the young man, a light suddenly flashed, and the sound of the young man's heartbeat gradually increased, getting bigger and bigger, and finally, the whole sea seemed to be vibrating in response to the young man's heartbeat.

When the sound of the heartbeat reached its highest, a clicking sound sounded from the boy's body, like the sound of glass breaking.

"I am me, the student of the 21st century is me, the teacher of Qingtian Village is me, the little brother is me, the brother of Cao Wangsun is also me, I am me, I am Chen Yuan!"

A clear voice sounded from the young man's mouth, the voice was louder and louder, and when the last sentence sounded, the whole space vibrated in the young man's voice.

"I see!"

Boy, no, it's Chen Yuanwu. The boy is Chen Yuan.

"Reason, you should first understand yourself, you need to be hard to strike iron, if you can't even understand the truth of your own existence, how can you understand the truth contained in the word Dao?" Chen Yuan showed a smile on his face, and whispered to himself: "This is the realm of reason! This is the realm of reason!"

After speaking, Chen Yuan glanced at the tattered wooden boat under his feet, his eyes full of gratitude.

When he closed his eyes and opened them again, what appeared in front of him was the scene of a familiar consciousness space that could not be more familiar.

At this time, the things in the consciousness space are already different from before.

Yuan Mo, which was originally only the size of a lake, had now turned into a real endless ocean, covering the bottom of the entire consciousness space.

Characters such as [Fire], [Yue], [Thunder], and [Leather] are almost becoming more and more condensed, and if it seemed that there were still seven points of illusion before, at this time, it seems that there are only five points left for the sense of illusion.

In the middle of the space, there is the ancient tripod transformed by the word "Ding", after this epiphany, the pattern on the body of the ancient tripod is becoming clearer and clearer, and at the same time, the original illusory feeling on the ancient tripod has completely disappeared at this moment, and the ancient tripod stands there, like a giant tripod that is really cast by bronze.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the foodie slate, and the greed is still there, not letting go of every drop of newly generated Yuan Mo.

seemed to be startled by Chen Yuan's sudden appearance, the foodie slate first rose to the sky, and then as if he had discovered something, he flew to Chen Yuan's side and rubbed the back of Chen Yuan's hand coquettishly.

"Tired thing!" Just now, Chen Yuan suddenly found that this thing swallowed hundreds of drops of Yuan Mo in a row before he spit out a drop. If it was Chen Yuan before, he might still be angry, but now, Chen Yuan just laughed and scolded without pain. After all, now at Chen Yuan's feet, there is a sea of Yuan ink.

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"Please also ask Brother Qi to take action to disperse the smoke and dust here. ”

The voice came again, Chen Yuan knew that it was coming from outside, and the original consciousness space could not know the situation in the outside world, but this time it was a blessing in disguise, but it was unpredictable.

"Think I'm dead?"

The corners of Chen Yuan's mouth curled slightly, revealing a fox-like smile, "It's just right, Ben Shao is playing with you." After speaking, Chen Yuan controlled his mind and returned to his body.

"That's ...... Such....... And ...... like this."

Chen Yuan tore the clothes on his body with his hands and feet, and then casually got some blood from the stump on the ground, and then found a comfortable place to lie down.

"It seems, it's almost ....... With ......"

Regardless of the protests of the foodie slate, get it out of the space of consciousness and place it in a prominent place on the chest.

PS: Okay, the protagonist is still alive, oh hoo!

Another: Thank you for the big recommendation vote, it's so powerful!(To be continued.) )