"Hachi, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Yu'er didn't care about other people's actions at the moment, and when she continued to attract Xiao Hachi's attention, she found that Xiao Hachi's eyes were hollow, as if she had lost consciousness, which made Xiao Yu'er's mouth pout, and her little face slowly became aggrieved, she thought that she had taken a wooden sword and made Xiao Hachi angry.

At this moment, the tears of grievance swirled in his eyes, and the whining sound kept coming out of his mouth.

The cry of "woo woo woo" surprised everyone, and they all found Xiao Hachi's abnormality, Xiao Hachi at this moment really seemed to have lost his soul, there was no look in his eyes, and he sat there motionless.

Everyone began to panic, You Zifang's face was solemn, he took out a talisman from his arms, and silently recited the pure heart, meditation, peace of mind, and peace of mind in his mouth, with a wave of his sleeves, the talisman was attached to Xiaoba's back, and the faint light continued to emanate from the talisman.

Hachi's divine sense at this moment could not perceive all this, his five senses were no longer in this space, but appeared in a darkness and nothingness.

Boundless loneliness, endless sadness, inability to think, Hachi's consciousness fell into chaos, complete chaos, a kind of chaos that lost itself and let it go.

Wandering in nothingness, without any thoughts, without any purpose, pure emptiness, the soul is hollowed out, the memory is hollowed out, it is as if you are not yourself, you are this darkness, the darkness is yourself.

Hachi's consciousness began to disperse, mixing with the boundless darkness, condensing, and merging into one.

I don't know how long it has been, but it seems to be longer than ever.

A glimmer of light appeared in the darkness, and the point of light was getting bigger, and it dispelled the darkness, as if opening up the source of chaos, the beginning of all things.

The darkness was dispelled, although there was no darkness in the empty space, there was still no color, Xiaohachi's consciousness that was integrated in the darkness was re-condensed, his eyes gradually became clearer, he began to feel, he could feel, his consciousness recovered, looking at everything around him, he was in a colorless, tasteless, and nothing space.

Look down at yourself, you don't have a body, look up at the distance, there is nothing.

In the chaotic space, a strong wind suddenly blew, the wind howled, the downpour followed, the thunder thundered, and the thunder swept in front of him, and the thunderous light, like the divine power that opened the world, made Xiaoba's vision blank, and his hearing was also monstrous, and he lost his hearing.

I don't know how long it took, his consciousness could sense his surroundings again, his sight was restored, his hearing was restored, and the scene in front of him had changed greatly, the earth that carried all things, the lake that gave birth to life, the towering peaks rising from the ground, the cypress and the strange pine, the white deer spirit ape, the colorful birds flocking away, and all the spirits were angry.

Everything is no longer gray and white, all kinds of colors, lights, tastes, breaths, and sounds are constantly pouring into Hachi's senses.

Breath of rawness.

Hachi looked at all this, and his consciousness was only filled with this sentence.

The sun and the moon change, the lakes dry up and reappear, the rivers are diverted and dried up, depleted and full, countless green plants are rich and yellow, withered and yellow, and countless creatures are born and old, old and renewed, even the mountains will collapse, and the flat land can rise again, everything changes and changes, it seems to be instantaneous, and it seems to be a long time.

I don't know how long it has been since such a picture, Hachi's consciousness has begun to get tired, he doesn't want to perceive anymore, he doesn't want to see, he doesn't want to hear, he doesn't want to smell, he doesn't want to think.

Just when Hachi took the initiative to close off his senses.

In the vast land, all kinds of people began to appear, with different costumes, different languages, and different demeanors, and they moved, built, created, multiply, fought, lived and died, and reincarnated endlessly.

Until the sky sent out a shocking thunder again, a thousand zhang divine thunder across the mountains and rivers fell from the sky, splitting the earth, igniting a monstrous fire, burning all things, the sky rained rain, the rain poured into the sea, extinguished the earth, and the land became deeper and deeper.

As the years passed, life reappeared, thousands of wounds were repaired, the breath of life enveloped the earth, burying the scars, pain, and despair, and all that was left was new vitality, new opportunities, vigorous, vibrant, active, and exciting vitality.

Hachigo sighed, opened his eyes again, and observed the world again, but this time, everything on the picture stopped, and nothing changed.

In this picture of infinite life, a black figure, isolated among the mountains and forests, stands there, as if it has just appeared, as if it has just appeared.

Hachi's consciousness approached the black figure, and when he got closer, he could see it clearly, only to see that his face was so familiar, so familiar that it made Hachi's consciousness ache sharply.

He is himself, and he is himself.

The black figure is Xiao Hachi, but the age is already in his thirties, and seeing himself makes Xiao Hachi's chaotic consciousness react violently, and he almost loses all perception in pain.

What did he remember, he seemed to be in the Thousand Changing Mountain, beside Xiao Yu'er, what was she doing to herself, she was attracting her attention, I am?

Hachi opened his eyes suddenly, he finally woke up from the chaos, looking at the people in front of him who were exactly the same as himself, but of a different age, Hachi tried to make a sound, although he had no mouth or voice at the moment.

"Who are you?"

"I am you" said to myself face to face, with vicissitudes of voice and confused eyes.

"What's your name?"

"I don't remember"

"Why are you here?"

"I've always been here"

"Who are you?" asked Hachi, who had been in vicissitudes of life.

"I am, I am..."

"I don't remember either," Hachi didn't know how to answer.

"You're not here, but I can see you, I can hear your voice, it seems to be coming from all directions," said Vicissitudes of Life, as he stretched out his scarred palm and touched the void in front of him.

Hachi, who was only conscious, looked at the outstretched palm and didn't know what to do, while the outstretched palm of Hachi's vicissitudes waved in the void and didn't touch anything.

Just as Hachi wanted to give up, his hand suddenly froze in the air, and a suction force sucked his palm.

With a snort, endless black and white brilliance gushed out from the palm of his hand, and almost instantly drowned the vicissitudes of Xiaoba, flooding the surroundings, submerging everything, and the entire space was submerged.

The vicissitudes of life gradually became illusory and disappeared.

Hachi, who was only conscious, was shocked by this sudden change and lost consciousness.

The space that was submerged in black and white brilliance began to collapse, fuse, and contract, and finally turned into a black dot and quietly fell into the spiritual veins in Xiao Hachi's body.

When he regained consciousness, Hachi found that his consciousness was actually in his spiritual vein, was he looking inside himself? The churning black waterhole in front of him is where his aura gathers.