A flash of light obscured Meng Xuan's vision, and when his eyesight recovered, the scene in front of him made him couldn't help but froze for a moment.

What appeared in front of him was a colorful sky, infinitely vast and boundless, and in this sky, there was a scene that Meng Xuan was familiar with.

Floating islands are scattered in the surrounding sky, sometimes dotted with huge cities, thick iron cables pierce through the void, firmly binding this huge floating city, looking like a huge coffin, full of a sense of weirdness and mystery.

And Meng Xuan himself, unlike the last time he entered this wonderland, was not on any floating island, but in the void, and this time he did not fall infinitely uncontrollably, but floated steadily in the sky, and was even able to control the direction of his movement with his will.

Is this the so-called second level of consciousness? It represents the place where the deeper instincts, emotions, subconscious, desires, and other spiritual information of the self's soul converge?

Thinking of the unimaginable and unimaginable strange experience in this colorful sky before, Meng Xuan's heart suddenly had some enlightenment.

When he had stumbled upon this colourful sky, he had fallen atop a floating island filled with strange landscapes made of a variety of huge sweets, and the monster's head that had come out of the hole in Cake Hill had a face that was familiar to him.

These faces are all memories of his past life and this life, and the existence that once snatched his beloved desserts and snacks.

Now that I think about it, the floating island I encountered at that time was very strange, and the strange landscape created by the so-called dessert should symbolize a certain tendency and preference hidden in his subconscious deep in his heart, and it is the embodiment of a kind of volitional instinct, and those monsters with familiar children's faces and disgusting bodies like cockroaches resembling parasites in snacks should be the embodiment of some inner trauma and memories in his childhood.

This is also in line with the connotation and definition of the level of consciousness, the floating islands floating in the sky may be the embodiment of his deep emotions, instincts, and memories, which are displayed in the form of dream-like bizarre symbolism.

As for why there were different scenes in the sky such as islands shrouded in fog that could not be seen clearly, islands that could clearly see the internal situation, and huge ancient clumsy cities bound by chains, Meng Xuan was not too clear at present, and could only make a certain degree of guess.

"Does the ability to see the inner structure of the island mean that the message of will that manifests itself in it is located in the more superficial layers of my mind? And those floating islands that can't be seen clearly and are shrouded in fog, the message of will represented in them is relatively deep? Finally, those strange and instinctively revealing a strange and mysterious aura of trapped cities surrounded by iron cables, represent a deeper message of will, with the attributes of 'secret' and 'unknown'? ”

"According to the records of the relevant theories of the core of the will and the mind, the human soul and will are like icebergs floating on the water, reason and order are only the tip of the iceberg floating on the water, in the depths of the endless ocean of the mind, there are more subconscious minds that ordinary people cannot touch in a lifetime, the deeper the degree of subconscious, the more obvious the chaotic and disorderly tendencies in it, and the greater the danger, if you break through the bottom of the personal will, you will enter the unknown wonderland······"

"In other words, the deeper the message of the will manifests, the greater the degree of danger······

Meng Xuan groaned slightly, according to this, in this colorful space, the degree of danger can probably be divided into an island that is not shrouded in fog is smaller than an island shrouded in fog and smaller than a rope city, of course, this is just speculation now, and it needs to be further confirmed.

As for how to cultivate in this space, in fact, Meng Xuan already had a conjecture in his heart.

When he was on Dessert Island, after he defeated the aggregate of all the cockroaches, the entire island collapsed, allowing his will core to be temporarily improved.

The specific method should be similar to the dream method before forging the core of will, which is to use strong self-will, that is, manifest consciousness, to defeat, break through, and reorganize?

Meng Xuan felt that things might not be so simple, after all, in the mouths of Melincel and Eshioqi, after entering the second consciousness layer, the situation was too strange than before, so that they didn't dare to break through and try easily, preferring to maintain the strength of the first consciousness layer all the time.

Airplanes!!

Harnessing the power of his will, he began to propel his body and slowly moved through the colored sky, floating towards the nearest floating island.

"Shrouded in fog ······"

Meng Xuan found that this was a floating island shrouded in mist, and the gray mist blocked his vision, wrapping the island firmly, making him unable to see the scene clearly.

"Forget it, let's learn more about the situation from other islands first, the misty island, the situation is unknown, it may be dangerous······"

Meng Xuan used the power of consciousness manifested in the core of his will to push his body to float in the air and circle around this island with a small area, without seeing any clues, and he didn't dare to rashly spread his mind to perceive the situation of the gray mist.

After a little muttering, Meng Xuan chose to follow his heart's will.

He rounded the island and continued to use his willpower to propel his body towards the next island.

On the way, he passed a huge city bound by chains that burst out of the void, and he manipulated his body to lean over, although the will of his heart told him that this thing was dangerous, and he was not prepared to enter, but this did not prevent him from making some basic observations, after all, the last time he entered a place like this, he had been falling involuntarily, unable to control his movements at all, and could only watch these wonders from afar.

Coming to the periphery of the city, Meng Xuan found that the shape of this city was quite clumsy, it seemed to be marble, there were no carvings and lines on the city wall, and the sky above the city was filled with an extremely thick gray mist, at least five times more than that of ordinary floating islands, and he couldn't see the situation in the city at all.

One by one, the huge chains were suddenly pierced out, Meng Xuan stepped forward to take a look, and found that these chains all had a black metal texture, he wanted to go up and knock it with his hand to see what kind of material this thing was, but in the end he resisted the temptation to die.

The city had no gates, and in front of the city, where it was supposed to be the gate, was replaced by a huge shackle, which was the end of all the black iron cables, and if you untie this huge lock, you should be able to untie the chains that bind the perimeter of the city and enter the city.

"Heartlocked Maze ······"

Meng Xuan seemed to feel something, and suddenly whispered a few words to himself, choosing a more appropriate name for these cities floating in the sky.

How should this lock be unlocked?

Meng Xuan searched carefully, and finally found some clues directly under the giant lock, where there was a palm-shaped hole and groove, he briefly compared it, and found that this hole and groove was exactly the same as his hand.

"Put your palm in and the lock will be unlocked? What's going to be inside? ”

Meng Xuan muttered quietly.

When human beings face the unknown, they will have two different emotions, one is fear mixed with rejection, and the other is curiosity and desire to explore.

There was no doubt that Meng Xuan felt a trace of jealousy and fear for the mystery of this heart-locked maze, but more of a curiosity.

In the explanation of the core of the will, there is no precise description of each level of consciousness, because the situation encountered by each person may be different, just like dreams, based on each person's different subconscious, dreams are not the same, and there is generally no overlap.

Therefore, he was very curious about what kind of symbolic things manifested by the information of the will were hidden in this solidified form and mysterious embodiment in his second consciousness.

He hesitated at the keyhole for a long time, like a cat's claw scratching, but finally restrained his curiosity.

Anyway, these cities can't run······

Meng Xuan comforted himself and gradually moved away from the city, flying in a farther direction.

He gradually became a little obsessed with the feeling of flying freely, which made him feel like he was in a dream, but in fact, there was no essential difference between the second consciousness and the dream, it was just a subconscious manifestation.

After flying in the sky for about ten or twenty minutes, Meng Xuan discovered some patterns in the distribution of islands.

Most of the islands were shrouded in a thick or thin gray fog, which accounted for more than eighty percent of the floating things in the entire sky, and most of the rest were also heart-locked mazes, and islands without gray fog like the dessert island he had visited before were very rare, and he didn't see much along the way.

Finally, after flying slowly again for about five minutes, he finally saw an island that was not shrouded in fog again.

He quickened his speed and flew to the island, hovering above it, taking in the interior of the island.

The island is not very large, only a kilometer or two wide, and when you look down from above, there is a collection of buildings and streets, which do not look like the style of this Chinar, but more like the architectural style of his last life around the eighties and nineties, and the style is relatively old.

Looking down, he could even see pedestrians walking through the streets, looking no different from a real city.

"Somewhat familiar ······"

Meng Xuan looked at this block, frowned slightly, touched his chin and pondered and recalled, his powerful memory search ability allowed him to distinguish that this block should be the block he lived in in his previous life.

When he was a child, Meng Xuan's parents were both working class, working in a factory, which was a relatively decent job, and his income was very good compared to that of ordinary families, so his living environment when he was a child was still relatively superior, otherwise in that era, it was impossible for children from ordinary families to often afford desserts, of course, this also suffered from the covetousness of some peers who were not well-off, but had great courage, and finally formed a strange place like Dessert Island in the depths of his will.

However, the good times did not last long, and later, because various factories were restructured and reorganized, a considerable number of workers were swept out of the house and forced to be laid off, Meng Xuan's parents were one of them, and later the two partnered to do business and lost their savings, which caused Meng Xuan's life to become bad in junior high and high school.

"The figurative scenes related to my childhood memories shouldn't be too dangerous, right? It's a good time to test the rules of this level of consciousness. ”

Meng Xuan compared the dessert island he encountered horizontally, and finally decided to choose this island as his first destination.

He manipulated his body and began to fly towards the interior of the island.

Airplanes!!

He felt as if his body had passed through some kind of diaphragm, and a relatively strong vibration was heard.

There was an inexplicable trance in front of him.

When he came to his senses, he was already standing on a street.

Jingle bells! Jingle Bell!!

A sharp bell rang, and a black old-fashioned triangle bar bicycle braked sharply in front of Meng Xuan and stopped.

"Fuck you mother! Don't you know how to read the road when walking?! ”

The bald middle-aged man wearing a factory uniform on the bicycle scolded Meng Xuan.

Only then did Meng Xuan realize that he was now in the middle of the street, blocking the driving route.

He got out of the way, watching the middle-aged uncle scolding and turning the front of the car away, very arrogant.

In this era, there is a bicycle that is an uncle······

Meng Xuan sighed in his heart, and didn't bother with the middle-aged uncle.

After all, this is just in his own mental consciousness, in the end, this middle-aged uncle is just a "NC" created by his subconscious, who will lose his temper with NC?

He looked at the world carefully, everything was extremely real, the expressions on everyone's faces, the fresh air around them, and the conversations with everyone, he could really feel that they didn't want to be subconscious dummies at all, but like real living beings.

As long as it involves the cultivation of the mind, dreams, and subconscious, there will always be many magical phenomena, and even people can't help but doubt the reality of the world······

Meng Xuan couldn't help but sigh, I'm afraid that most people in reality ignore the importance of dreams, which is probably the best key to unlocking the mysteries of the soul.

He even had some doubts about what would happen if he forgot everything and kept surviving in this illusion made up by his subconscious, forgetting everything in the outside world and accepting the identity given by his subconscious.

"At that time, this illusion shaped by the subconscious may become my reality, I will live here and die here, for me, they will no longer be NC, but living people······"

Meng Xuan suddenly thought that perhaps the rebirth he had seen before was not impossible.

Perhaps these people, for various reasons, are trapped in a world shaped by the subconscious, in which they can turn the clouds and rain and change everything, and they are the darlings of fate.

There are many reasons for this, such as car accidents, such as near-death experiences, such as lightning strikes.

The body is in a state of near death, and the spirit is trapped in the illusion created by the subconscious and cannot break free, believing that this is the real reality.

In fact, everything in this world is just a "real dream"

This thought made him a little creepy, because he was the one who had awakened the memories of his past life.

The transcendent world hidden in the ordinary world, the transcendent power that is difficult to parse from unknown sources, everything that happens is actually not logical and common sense······

Is it possible that the world he originally lived in was an illusion shaped by a huge subconscious, and the real him had long been lost in this illusion, falling deeper and deeper, unable to extricate himself.