From this tearing and collapsing feeling, Yang Hao felt a trace of unusualness. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The last collapse made him despair from the bottom of his heart, which was a kind of necrosis and collapse of force majeure, giving people the feeling of the end of the world.

But this time, Yang Hao was in severe pain, as if he had caught a glimmer of life, because he clearly noticed that the center of Zhihai was intact. Whether it was the explosion of the Divine Consciousness Energy Mass or the collapse of the Sea of Consciousness at this time, the soul seed in the center was not affected in any way, and it was still slowly rotating!

This...... It's all about it.

"Hold back!"

While hesitating, a moving clear voice went straight to Yang Hao's remaining consciousness. Two simple words not only encouraged Yang Hao, but also made him see vitality.

It's her, the mysterious woman who hides in her consciousness!

Yang Hao had already guessed that things were not as bad as he imagined, as long as he endured the sting pain of the collapse of his divine consciousness, he might have a turnaround.

It's just that the stinging of the consciousness is not a pediatric, although this kind of pain has been experienced once, it is still a great test.

In addition, the sea of self-knowledge is not what it used to be, and according to the speed of collapse, the distance will completely collapse, and it will take at least half an hour. If you can't stand it, and the mysterious woman doesn't make a move, then her fall is a sure thing.

If he persists, what will happen? This made Yang Hao look forward to it.

After half an hour of suffering, even Yang Hao himself didn't know how to survive, even though his consciousness had long been blurred and he had hallucinations before death, he still held back his breath, silently insisted in his heart, and silently applauded himself.

Hold on one more breath, just hold on one more breath, and you will be one step closer to the final rebirth.

It was with this belief that Yang Hao survived in the heart-rending pain.

At this time, his sea of knowledge had completely collapsed.

Even if it was a cyclone realm powerhouse like Jiang Han, he would definitely not survive if he knew the sea collapsed like this, but Yang Hao still breathed a sigh of relief, although he was not dead, he was also half dead.

With the collapse of the sea of consciousness, he seemed to have a fuller understanding of his divine sense. When he understood the sting of divine consciousness, although his consciousness fell into chaos, in this chaos, he understood the root of divine consciousness.

He could even feel that the stardust-like fragments of the Sea of Consciousness had not actually collapsed, and there was still some kind of connection between them, a connection that was above the Sea of Knowledge, but that it was inevitable for himself.

Yang Hao seemed to guess the true meaning of the mysterious woman---- she wanted to let herself be on the verge of pain and death, and deeply understand the true meaning of divine consciousness!

But on the surface, Yang Hao has entered a near-death state. But as time passed, his consciousness had regained clarity, as if by his own will, the silent collapse had turned into silence.

He began to decipher the connection between each fragment of the sea of consciousness, and the fragments that the weakened divine soul had realized were no longer floating on the broken sea of consciousness, but directly merged into the divine soul.

Yang Hao clearly felt that with the integration of the fragments, the original ethereal divine soul began to become condensed, and only a small part of it was integrated, and the power of the divine consciousness was far greater than before.

Even if he didn't know much about the Divine Sense, he realized that his Consciousness Sea had definitely undergone a transformation, and he thought: Could this be the process of the Transformation of the Consciousness Sea into the Soul Sea? But he is only a cultivator of the True Spirit Realm, and after completely integrating these fragments into the Divine Soul, there will not be a sea. There must be some tricks in this, and when you return to the True Moon Sect, you must have a good investigation.

"Hey, that's ...... This is the fragment of the Origin Divine Consciousness of that old guy in Zhenyue!A generation of True Moon Sect Founding Patriarch, and he is also a powerhouse in the Jindan Realm, it is also unlucky enough to die at the hands of my Yang Hao. I wonder what will happen after fusing these fragments?"

With this doubt, Yang Hao began to realize the fragment of Zhenyue's divine consciousness with great anticipation. Maybe it's because the existence of this thing is incompatible with himself, and Yang Hao has a little difficulty realizing it, after all, things don't belong to him.

I don't know how long it took, but Yang Hao finally succeeded in integrating this fragment into the soul in the midst of stumbling.

The power of pure divine consciousness shocked Yang Hao's heart!

"It is worthy of being a fragment of the divine consciousness of a powerhouse in the Jindan Realm, no wonder it is so difficult to realize, the power of the divine consciousness of this fragment alone is equivalent to a hundred fragments of divine consciousness of oneself. ”

Yang Hao's surprise was not only that, because he clearly felt that there were more things in his memory that did not belong to him.

"Is it the old man's memory?"

Yang Hao wasn't quite sure, after all, a fragment of divine consciousness couldn't explain anything, at least all the fragments had to be refined to draw conclusions.

......

Outside the cabin, the birds are still singing and the fragrance of flowers is still there, which seems to be the law that has not changed for thousands of years.

Although Yang Hao indulged all his mind in the fragments of fused divine consciousness, he still knew the time.

He had been sitting quietly in the wooden house for more than half a year, and his closed eyes finally opened slowly on this day.

In those deep pupils, there seem to be hidden stars, which make it impossible to see. The aura exuded from the body, in addition to being radiant, also has a solemn awe, as if it has undergone a holy baptism.

"Although I haven't grown in cultivation for most of the year, I have gained some of the old guy's memory, and Zhihai has also completed the transformation, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, and a great luck in misfortune. Yang Hao smiled and muttered.

The power of his own divine consciousness has increased tenfold compared to when he first left the True Moon Sect, and Yang Hao guessed that even if they were the peak powerhouses of soul transformation, their divine sense power might not even be able to reach half of their own.

And the luckiest thing is to get part of the memories of the True Moon Dao people.

True Moon is an old monster that has existed for nearly five thousand years, and the memories contained are so complicated, even if it is only a part, for Yang Hao, it is incomparably precious.

From these memories, Yang Hao discovered a large amount of useful information, including breakthrough essentials, cultivation know-how, formation knowledge, pharmacological understanding, talisman insights, and miscellaneous insights......

These things are too important for a martial artist, especially a low-level martial artist like Yang Hao. With this knowledge, you will be able to take many detours along the way of cultivation in the future.

Yang Hao was naturally most interested in the formation path of the True Moon Dao people, and this part of the memory just included his lifelong formation comprehension. For Yang Hao, a rookie in the formation, it is simply the happiest thing in the world.

These memories could not make Yang Hao a top-level array master all of a sudden, after all, the perception of the formation path varies from person to person, but Zhenyue's perception can become Yang Hao's reference.

Yang Hao was confident that as long as he had enough time, his achievements in the formation path would definitely not be lower than Ling Jingtian. Although he started late, his start stood on the shoulders of giants, which is incomparable to ordinary people. (To be continued.) )