As the vicissitudes of sound echoed, Wang Baole, who was sitting cross-legged, took a deep breath.
He really wanted to know why Chen Han could have the next few lives, but he didn't. This question had long taken root in Wang Baole's heart. Now... with the arrival of the eighth life, Wang Baole looked at the swirling mist around him and felt
His own consciousness sank and he murmured.
"I hope this time, it won't be the same as before, with nothing..." Wang Baole closed his eyes and felt that his consciousness continued to sink until he seemed to have entered a whirlpool.
Then... came the familiar coldness.
This coldness made Wang Baole's heart sink. The self-awareness still existed, making his already depressed mind even more depressed. As his consciousness spread, after he consciously sensed his surroundings, he saw the familiar
The darkness made Wang Baole sigh.
"Still not..." Wang Baole was a little unwilling and tried to expand the range of perception, but no matter how hard he tried, the final outcome was the same.
Cold, dark and lonely.
Wang Baole was silent, and was about to give up this useless move, but at this moment...suddenly his consciousness suddenly fluctuated, and under this fluctuation, that sinking feeling actually emerged again!
"This feeling……"
Before Wang Baole could react, there was a loud roar in his consciousness, like thunder reverberating from the sky. As it exploded, his consciousness also disappeared at this moment!
I don't know how much time passed, but when Wang Baole's consciousness came together again, he forgot his name, forgot that he was comprehending his previous life, and forgot everything.
He couldn't open his eyes or lift his body. He didn't know where he was or where he came from. What he could feel was that the surroundings were very cold. This kind of coldness could penetrate the body and freeze the soul. He could
All he saw was the endless darkness under his eyes.
In addition to this... there is another stronger feeling, which is... pain!
The overwhelming pain was like a raging wave, submerging him again and again, and like a sharp knife, constantly dividing his consciousness. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't. He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't either.
I wanted to pass out to avoid the pain, but I still couldn't!
He could only clearly experience this extreme pain in this coldness and darkness, which made his consciousness seem to be trembling. Fortunately... although the pain was the same as the coldness and darkness, it always existed after it appeared, as if
It can exist for a long time and seems to have no end, but its degree of fluctuation has not improved.
I don't know how much time had passed. Wang Baole was tortured by this severe pain. His mind and body were exhausted. He suddenly found that... the severe pain seemed to be lighter. This was not an illusion. The pain was indeed slowly weakening.
But what also weakened along with it was his consciousness. As the pain dissipated, a sense of deep sleep emerged in his mind more and more intensely.
Until the moment when the pain completely disappeared, his consciousness slowly fell into a deep sleep. As he fell asleep... As if everything was over, Wang Baole, who was sitting cross-legged in the mist of the Destiny Star, suddenly shook his body and his eyes slowed down.
Open slowly.
This time, there was no confusion, only depth. After sitting there for a long time, Wang Baole's breathing quickened slightly. He was very sure that when he felt another sinking, his consciousness dissipated, which was exactly the same as the experience he had in the previous five lives.
.
"This shows that... I did successfully realize the eighth life before that time!"
"But this eighth life of mine is a bit special..." Wang Baole lowered his head, with a strange light in his eyes. The severe pain made his body tremble when he recalled it at the moment, but similarly, it was also this eighth life.
The special experience of this world made Wang Baole have a vague guess in his heart.
"It's not that I didn't have the sixth and seventh lives before me, but for some reason, in those two lives, I fell into a deep sleep... This kind of deep sleep is an unconscious coma, so... all I can feel is
Cold and dark!"
"And the reason why I was comatose in these two lives is directly related to the pain I just realized in the eighth life. This pain... is it an injury? Is the last coma healing? Until the injury finally healed.
, so there was the fifth life, and I turned into a white deer?" Wang Baole's eyes showed thoughts, and after a while he rubbed his eyebrows. He felt that there was no mist about the previous life, about this world, about the little sister Wang Yiyi, etc.
It became clear due to the increase in clues, but instead... it became increasingly blurry.
While pondering, Wang Baole raised his head and looked at Chen Han. After a flash of determination in his eyes, he made a hand seal, and the Hellfire dispersed and enveloped him instantly. The resonance of his soul synchronized in an instant. In the blink of an eye... a more incredible world appeared in front of Wang Baole.
in front of my eyes!
The sky... is very far away, so far away that it is hard to see clearly. It is blurry. All I can see is that its color is wood color. This color is not monotonous, but has a warm and warm feeling, which makes people feel like it after seeing it.
Feel comfortable.
As for the sun, it is also very far away, so blurry that it is almost unclear. Only one light source can be seen, emitting light and heat, making the whole world very warm, and the ground... is very clear, it is white and boundless.
of white.
As for the surrounding heaven and earth... maybe it was because the distance was too far, it was still blurry, but Wang Baole still vaguely saw that there seemed to be countless tall objects, as well as bursts of terrifying auras that frightened him, but unfortunately, he couldn't see clearly.
He didn't know what those were, but for some reason, everything here gave him a feeling of familiarity, but Wang Baole felt that he had never seen it before.
"The outside world in the previous two lives was Wang Yiyi's boudoir, so this time... where is it?" While Wang Baole observed silently, he was also looking for Chen Han...
Yes, he was indeed looking for Chen Han, because after arriving here, although he saw the surroundings, he did not see Chen Han.
This was obviously unreasonable and made Wang Baole feel incredible. However, no matter how he searched, he could not find any trace of Chen Han in this strange world. It was as if Chen Han did not exist. The blur of the world also made Wang Baole feel
Some discomfort.
The feeling of being covered by a veil made him unable to see the world clearly even if he tried very hard. Just like in reality, when a highly myopic person takes off his glasses, everything he sees is basically Wang Baole.
What you see now.
This state lasted for a long time, until one day, Wang Baole saw a huge pillar falling from the sky. As he got closer, Wang Baole gradually saw clearly that the pillar seemed to be a writing brush!
It was still dipped in ink... This scene shocked Wang Baole's consciousness. He also saw the hand holding the brush. It was a small hand. Before Wang Baole could see clearly, the brush had already fallen on the white ground.
, using some poor painting skills, he drew an even worse villain...
As the little man was painted, giggles came from the sky. At the same time, the painted little man seemed to be given life and climbed up from the ground.
When Wang Baole's consciousness fluctuated again, the brush came down again, and soon one little person after another was drawn like this, and the owner of the brush seemed to find fun in the painting. In the days that followed,
Little people were constantly being drawn, until one day, when Wang Baole was in a state of shock, he saw that the brush shook as if due to some accident, and the little people he drew were obviously deformed.
It was a little person with one leg long and one short. The moment the little person was drawn, Wang Baole immediately felt Chen Han's aura, and followed the little person's struggle to get up.
Everything around him was blurry and suddenly became clear before Wang Baole's eyes!
He saw the sky. The reason why it was wood-colored was because the sky was originally the roof of the shed, and the white color of the earth was a piece of white paper. As for the nothingness around him, whether it was tall buildings or figures, they were all clearly different.
Toy, as for the sun, the light source is a crystal that emits light and illuminates the entire room.
The hand holding the brush came from a little girl who looked less than three years old!
Wang Baole's consciousness fluctuated only briefly, and he had no time to observe carefully, because his main attention at the moment was on the raised brush. With the help of this brush, he painted Chen Han and established the scene at the moment when he gave it life.
Wang Baole's consciousness suddenly jumped up and moved from Chen Han's body to... the ink of the brush!
As the brush was raised, and as it continued to rise... Wang Baole's consciousness fluctuated more violently, until... the brush completely left the earth, taking him... away from that world!!
"It's out!" Wang Baole's heart was trembling, and an unprecedented expectation suddenly appeared in his entire consciousness!