Chapter 437 The Essence of This World

There are thousands of plants and trees, flowers, birds, fish, insects and everything in the world. As long as there is existence, there is spirituality. The Ten Thousand Spirits Art is based on this, in a special way, allowing the cultivator's spirit to communicate with the spirits of all things, thereby acquiring the characteristics of all things and various mysterious techniques.

In the past, this method has been tried and tested repeatedly, but the effect varies depending on the object of the spirit. But this time, Yu Changsheng failed for the first time, and there was no feedback on the effect at all.

"If it fails to revive a creature with a strong cultivation level, forget it. It is just an ordinary weed. How can it be ineffective and not even feel the slightest emotional feedback?"

Yu Changsheng frowned, and while deep in thought, he started running All Souls Day again. This time, he held his breath even more and concentrated on it, all his mind penetrated into it, but the result was still the same, it still had no effect at all.

"How could this be? The possessed spirit passed directly through it. There is no sense of purity or rejection. Why is this?"

Yu Changsheng frowned, murmured softly with a doubtful tone, and felt it more carefully. After a long time, he breathed out a deep breath, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes, making some guesses.

"It stands to reason that as long as it is a complete individual of all things in the world, then as long as it is reincarnated, it will have an effect. Whether it is close to the texture or rejected by the texture, there will be an emotional feedback."

Yu Changsheng murmured softly, feeling the attraction from these lines and having doubts and guesses.

"Yes, there is something so good about this grass that you are so focused on it that you lose your breath, which scares me."

Everything in the world, wind, water, clouds, grass, trees, mountains and rocks... everything is echoing this pattern, each bursting out with bright points of light and exuding a mysterious atmosphere. Each is different and gives people a shocking feeling. When they gather together, , becomes the essence of this world.

And this pattern seemed to have the essence of life. As Yu Changsheng paid attention and concentrated on it, it suddenly started to move weakly. There seemed to be breathing in the ups and downs. As it beat and breathed, everything in the world became emptiness and intangible. Things are pouring into it one after another, adding a bit of hazy feeling.

There were some lines among them, and Yu Changsheng just felt them from a distance. Suddenly, a tearing feeling surged into his mind, and the entire sea of ​​consciousness trembled. It seemed that he couldn't look directly at it and couldn't bear it.

After a long time, Yu Changsheng recovered and asked softly.

Yu Changsheng frowned and gritted his teeth slightly, feeling that this layer of film was impossible to remove until now, so the Wanling Art was running even more crazily, and the power of the true spirit condensed into a ball, facing this The film was hit hard!

Boom!

Perhaps due to the influence of Yu Changsheng's aura of Wan Ling Jue, the little white rabbit also calmed down and no longer moved violently. It was calm and calm, different from ordinary little white rabbits.

I don’t know if it was Yu Changsheng’s illusion. At the moment when the film shattered, the invisible cold snort of a lifetime echoed out of nothingness, fleeting and erasing all traces. Reappeared, as a trace of confusion flashed in Yu Changsheng's eyes, as if it had never happened before.

"I'll take a look when the time comes to see what the mystery is."

Upon impact, the film shook for an instant, and a crack spread across it. Yu Changsheng felt like the world was spinning, and a sense of dizziness came from his mouth, nose, eye sockets, and ears. Drops of scarlet blood were revealed, and his face was flushed.

"Although it is plain, it cannot be ignored..."

Yu Changsheng closed his eyes and was completely immersed in it. As the true spirit broke through all obstacles with great force, the little white rabbit suddenly rolled its eyes, flashed a dazed look, and stopped moving.

"What's wrong with you? You suddenly stared at a piece of grass for a long time and there was no reaction at all. What's wrong?"

At this moment, the tonnage of weeds and rabbits is very different.

White Rabbit kicked up its two calves in the air, sliding through the air. Unfortunately, it was all in vain, so it could only squeak in horror. A pair of red eyes looked at Yu Changsheng eagerly, with human pleading in its eyes.

Yu Changsheng murmured softly, becoming more immersed in it, and seeping in bit by bit, it was like pulling away the clouds, and a sense of transparency came over, and all the details and textures of the grass were reflected on the wall one by one. In my mind, just by comparison, people and the outside world are very similar, and there is nothing special about them.

Yu Changsheng said something concisely and concisely, his expression moved, and he stretched out his hand and called forward not far away. Suddenly, among the weeds, a white rabbit was led over and firmly attached to Yu Changsheng's palm.

Meng Wuan and Li Minghan, who were watching from the side, shrank their eyes and fell on the little white rabbit. Their eyes were full of disbelief and they murmured in a low voice:

It was as if a certain gate was opened, just when Yu Changsheng's true spirit came into direct contact with this pattern, using it as a stepping stone to observe the entire world...

"ah?"

"This is about proving the existence of their biological origins, but here..."

This rejection is just a mechanical repetition, it seems to be an instinctive execution of a certain procedure, but it is dictated by rules.

When Yu Changsheng heard this, he thought about it carefully in silence. After a moment, he took a deep breath and said with a hint of uncertainty:

"Just now, I seem to have seen the essence of this world of enlightenment?"

"It's really strange. No matter how you look at it, they are just ordinary animals with ordinary blood."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Li Minghan suddenly asked curiously.

"I...Is this? What's wrong?"

Yu Changsheng's eyes lit up, and his true spirit gently touched it, and his body suddenly shook, and the world around him was completely different.

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a thousand years. Yu Changsheng was at a loss until his body shook, and Li Minghan's concerned voice came from the outside world. Yu Changsheng was alert and woke up like a dream.

"Changsheng, Changsheng, wake up, what's wrong?"

"Hmph..."

"Are all the creatures in this enlightenment world like this... I feel that their strength realm seems to be different from our external division?"

"Specifically, I don't know, but I think it may be related to our opportunity this time?"

So Yu Changsheng went a step further. When everything about this grass was exposed in Yu Changsheng's mind, Yu Changsheng's true spirit continued to penetrate, trying to replace the essence of this grass, replace the origin, and want to experience this world from the perspective of this grass. At this time, there was a little change.

This feeling of repulsion was not emitted by the grass itself, but came from all the things in the world, blocking Yu Changsheng, emitting repulsion, and hindering Yu Changsheng from controlling the true spirit essence, completely merging with the grass, replacing the grass, without any emotion.

Yu Changsheng was silent, blinking hard, and after dispersing the chaos in his mind, the picture just now gathered in his mind and emerged, and his thoughts became completely clear.

"Interesting..."

Even under the film, the essence of the origin was revealed, which was exactly a mysterious pattern.

In Yu Changsheng's mind, as the true spirit was broken, the Wanling Jue was running wildly, and Yu Changsheng's true spirit power was also rapidly consumed, pushing away the clouds and mist all the way until he encountered a certain film again, which blocked Yu Changsheng's true spirit from entering.

Yu Changsheng did not notice this, at this moment all his mind was focused on the essence hidden in this grass after the film was broken.

As expected, the film collapsed in an instant when Yu Changsheng hit it hard, and it could not block anything.

Meng Wuan was puzzled, and Li Minghan was the same. He could only continue to observe, watching Yu Changsheng's movements, carefully observing, and did not disturb him.

At this time, there was a thin green line, which was short and fine and almost inaudible. If it were not for Yu Changsheng's keen soul and deep in it, he would not feel it at all.

Li Minghan patted his chest, watched Yu Changsheng wake up, slowly exhaled, and felt a little relieved, but his tone was still worried.

This weed is ordinary like the outside world, at least it is not the same as the other two. It feels exactly the same when you touch it. It is substantial and has a jagged chain on the edge, gently scratching Yu Changsheng's hand skin, bringing an itchy feeling.

"How could this be? Is this the only explanation?"

Yu Changsheng whispered in his heart, and he was determined. Regardless of the consumption of his soul, his true spirit continued to frantically explore its essence in the Wanling Jue. He could not feel any resonance brought by the Wanling Jue on this grass, whether it was rejection or closeness, which made Yu Changsheng more certain of his guess.

"It's not a spirit beast, but just a small animal in the mountains, but judging from its aura, it has a strength of about the fifth level of the first order... It's really strange."

"Continue!"

"What's going on?"

Thinking of this, Yu Changsheng bent down and pulled out the weeds under his feet, held them in his palm, and fluttered them carefully.

"I... am I?"

This thin film, similar to the last weed, also burst out with a repulsive force, but obviously, this repulsive force was much greater. The two were very different, even Yu Changsheng felt a little pressure.

The whole world is made up of these tens of millions of lines, some are ethereal, some are heavy, some are dim, my brilliance.

"It's as if the essence of all things here has no spirit, it's illusory and not real." Yu Changsheng sighed lightly, his brows relaxed, and then frowned deeper.

A slight tremor passed through Yu Changsheng's soul sea of ​​consciousness. A layer of light mist spanned between Yu Changsheng and the weeds, blocking Yu Changsheng's true spirit and the grass, blocking the true spirit from completely merging, and exuding a faint sense of rejection.

It's hard to explain, as if there's something between them, but you can feel the mystery, as if this is the essence of this world.

Seeing this, Yu Changsheng's eyes flashed, but he didn't care. He didn't feel threatened from this sense of rejection, so he didn't hesitate. After concentrating his mind, his true spirit was full, and he ignored the sense of rejection and continued to hit the film hard.

Yu Changsheng's mouth moved, and he fell into deep thought, his thoughts continued to surge.

In his perception, this line, although small, was extremely dazzling, as if it was at the time of creation, in the painting of the world, a drop of ink that slipped from the pen of the world, a ten-thousandth of the tip of the ink drop, inconspicuous, but not to be ignored, forming a little grass and a tree in this world.

"Go on, I don't believe it. How can a thing without soul and source survive?!"

"This is..." Yu Changsheng exclaimed softly, pursed his lips and felt it carefully. A trace of doubt appeared on his face.

"Boom!!!"

However, this line is much more solid and deeper than the weeds, and it is also more slender. It is white all over, undulating, and occasionally encounters a faint light. Compared with the weeds, the lines in the weeds are a point, while this one can be regarded as a line.

Yu Changsheng growled, his face was fierce, he endured the ripples of his true spirit, and continued to hit the film hard, again and again.

"Zizi..."

Meng Wuan also exhaled a long breath, looked at Yu Changsheng, a strange flash in his eyes, and spoke with a hint of curiosity.

As soon as these words came out, Li Minghan and Meng Wuan were both stunned. The former scratched his head, a little confused, and the latter exhaled deeply, looking at Yu Changsheng, with a surprised look.

Yu Changsheng smiled lightly, feeling that he had just consumed a lot of spirit, and after a little hesitation, he stretched out his finger and lightly touched the forehead of the little white rabbit. The Wanling Jue was activated, and the spirit attachment was activated, entering its mind simply and roughly.

Cracks were everywhere, and finally, after several consecutive bombardments, the film could not hold on and shattered. As the film cracked, a sense of transparency swept Yu Changsheng's mind.

However, compared with the grass in the outside world, in this environment, the weeds grew more lushly and the spiritual energy content was getting higher and higher. Apart from that, there is no difference in appearance.

Yu Changsheng was at a loss, and instinctively felt that the world was completely different. Everything disappeared, leaving only lines of varying lengths, numbers and colors, each flickering slightly, contained in the universe, and was its origin.

In his perception, after the film was broken, everything about this grass no longer existed, that is, it was illusory, as if the light spots in the sky were scattered, revealing a single real shape.

Li Minghan's concerned voice came into his ears, and his arm shook Yu Changsheng vigorously. Yu Changsheng's mind was shaken, and his body was shaken to the point of dizziness. He slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. The first thing that caught his eye was Li Minghan's concerned and worried face.

Yu Changsheng knew in his heart that this difference was related to the life level of the two. Weeds obviously cannot be compared with rabbits.

So, Yu Changsheng thought about something, and with a thought, the Wanling Jue started to work frantically, mixed with a little of his own true spirit, and guided by his spiritual consciousness, it spread along the weeds in his hand to the depths, pulling out the tendons and bones bit by bit, and directly observing the origin.

So, Yu Changsheng suppressed the fatigue of his true spirit, looked at this pattern, frowned, felt its breath, and a vague concept jumped out.

"Speed...?"

Yu Changsheng was surprised. (End of this chapter)