You must know that this possibility is not impossible. In my memory, he was already extremely weak. But after explaining something to me, he quickly fell into a deep sleep, so that he had no time to personally teach me, a nominal disciple, what real
Useful stuff.
"Master! Master, are you still there?" I shouted, my tone was very anxious.
Although I had some ominous premonitions in my heart, I decided to give it another try.
After all, Master Haifuzi was one of the top figures in the Confucian sect back then, with a high position and powerful skills. Maybe he had some hidden tricks that I didn't know about?
Even if only a ray of his consciousness exists here, it must not be underestimated!
But as time went by, no matter how much I shouted, I never got any response.
And during this process, I have never made any new discoveries. It seems that he disappeared for no reason, completely, without leaving any trace.
"Could it be..." Suddenly, a very ominous thought came to my mind.
"No, it won't happen! If you are as strong as Master, you will never fall!" Thinking of this, I shook my head repeatedly, trying to completely abandon this idea.
But this is the case with many thoughts. Once they appear, it is difficult to get rid of them, especially those that are not very good.
The more reluctant you are to believe it, the clearer it becomes. It seems that this denial of conjecture is just a kind of self-comfort.
The reason why I think this is because I understand that as a ray of consciousness that has been away from the main body for too long, its dissipation, in addition to the exhaustion of energy over a long period of time, there is another possibility - the complete annihilation of the main body!
Consciousness, as a kind of avatar, is never rootless, let alone a completely independent existence. Its root is always connected with its own body.
Therefore, when the clone dies, the main body will not be greatly affected.
However, once something unexpected happens to the main body during this process, the conscious clone will definitely disappear!
Thinking of the information that Master conveyed to me back then, I couldn't help but think in this direction.
After all, there has been no trace of his true form since the Demon King's battle. Even this ray of consciousness can only vaguely determine that he is still alive, but it has never been able to pinpoint where he is.
What kind of horror exists here, just thinking about it will make people feel scared.
In particular, the sect leader, who was the most powerful person in the Confucian sect at that time, only reluctantly returned to the sect after the battle with a seriously injured and dying body. He even went into seclusion to heal his injuries without even having time to explain too many things, which led to the following consequences.
A series of major changes occurred in the upper echelons of the Confucian sect that would affect the ages...
All this shows how bad the master's condition is. Back then, he couldn't even return to Confucianism like the sect master.
And having witnessed the Demon Emperor's methods in the phantom of the secret realm, I dare not even think about how terrifying her abilities can be.
You know, if you can fight against the Demon King, even if a group of people swarm you, as long as you survive in the end, you will be proud of yourself!
Ever since, with this ominous thought in mind, I started shouting and searching more and more anxiously, but no matter how much I turned over the small space inside the Confucian Order, I still couldn't find anything.
Finally, since I did not believe in evil, I used my mental power to cover the entire space, and searched over and over again, digging three feet into the ground to search for it, refusing to let go of any small area.
By this time, I no longer expect to find the Master's consciousness. I just hope to find some traces of his existence, and that would be a blessing.
But no, there is really nothing...
"Master!" I sighed helplessly, bowed deeply to the empty Ruling space, and planned to exit my consciousness.
Now that the matter has come to this, I don't intend to continue struggling in vain. The facts have become very clear. The master's consciousness has really disappeared.
And after I gained a huge memory of Confucian knowledge, I completely calmed down my previous anxiety and hesitation, and no longer continued to question myself.
Although I still don’t know how all of this happened, since I have benefited from it, I’d better shut up and save myself from worrying about gains and losses.
Although I still couldn't find Master's conscious clone in the end, which made me feel helpless and unwilling, but that's all I can do!
Just like that, driven by this idea, I bowed deeply to this space three times and completely exited my consciousness.
"Wow——"
However, just as my consciousness exited the Ruling space, I suddenly heard the sound of surging water coming from outside.
Just now, because I devoted myself wholeheartedly to absorbing and applying Confucian memory and looking for traces of my master, I didn't pay attention to the outside world at all.
The reason why this happened was, on the one hand, because of my sudden burst of emotions, which made me completely unwilling to think about anything else.
On the other hand, I still subconsciously believe that there is no one outside who can threaten me for the time being.
What's more, Yuan Qitian is guarding the side. If any accident occurs, he will immediately protect the master and wake me up at the same time.
Moreover, although it felt like a long time had passed inside the Ruling Space, outside it was just a dazed gap.
But even during this gap, something unexpected happened.
The moment I returned to consciousness, I found myself in the midst of a turbulent stream of water. This stream of water gave me an endless sense of security while feeling comfortable. What is it if it is not a majestic river?
I really didn’t expect that the mighty river that I hadn’t seen for a long time would appear like this!
This time, it didn't go through my call at all. It flowed down from the nothingness above the nine heavens, covering me completely like a protection.
As for Yuan Qitian, he was pushed far away by the Haoqi Changhe. At this moment, he was guarding the periphery of the Haoqi Changhe's water flow with a look of caution, facing Qi Xiang and others in a fighting posture.
It was after seeing him that I completely relaxed my mind, then gently closed my eyes and devoted all my attention to absorbing the vast river of majesty.
During this process, the corners of my mouth quickly rose and fell, and I couldn't help feeling that I didn't know when I had become so dependent on Yuan Qitian.
It’s as if...he is the one I can truly trust!
Perhaps, in my mind, the mighty river is just a dead thing after all. Although it is just as safe to be in it, it still lacks a bit of spirituality and some interactions that are directly part of life.
And I didn’t just start absorbing the mighty river at this moment. I had already done it unconsciously when it appeared just now. I’m just more focused now!