Invincible little uncle

Chapter 209 21. Depths of the Sea of ​​Consciousness
Xia Guang's Jade Realm doesn't have any nature.

It is not obtained from the understanding of heaven and earth, nor is it bestowed by Zena, and it is not obtained from the awakening of the flesh and blood.

This is pure power.

It is also because of this that when he walked towards the pure white ocean facing the gate of the concept, the sea water parted.

A very deep abyss was exposed.

And almost thousands of meters below, there is still a pure white ocean.

This sea of ​​consciousness is not from shallow to deep, but has a flowing place, which is the deep sea.

Everywhere is the deep sea.

King Shenwu didn't step in hastily, because there was an inexplicable air-forbidden force here, so he couldn't fly up.

Adopting the previous method of exercising his consciousness, he stretched out his hand into the pure white ocean.

Countless thoughts, following the strands of ocean currents, passed through his arms, went upstream, and penetrated into the pores.

At first, these thoughts are extremely weak.

But with the passage of time, the strength of Nian showed a geometric upper body, soaring.

There is no fear in these thoughts, they just follow their instincts, hitting them again and again, one pore may have tens of thousands, and gradually even become hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions
Countless thoughts!

King Shenwu, like a barefoot child picking up shells, was tired, sitting on the beach, stretching out his palms and slowly fiddled with the water in the sea of ​​consciousness.

He even stepped into the water with both feet, sitting on the beach, watching the huge white waves suddenly appear in the distance, rushing towards him.

It's just that these waves have strict divisions.

They absolutely cannot cross the boundary of the dark sand beach.

I don't know how long it took.

The ocean in front of King Shenwu turned into a white world of countless tsunamis.

Huge waves as high as a thousand meters, and dark, turbulent white currents rushed towards him crazily.

Now at this moment, in just a split second, countless thoughts would be encountered in his mind, those thoughts were crazy and fearless, expecting to penetrate into the pores and greedily occupy his body.

Xia Guangjing calmed down and let these thoughts fly like moths to a flame.

I don't know how long it took.

The entire sea of ​​consciousness is boiling, or it can no longer be described as an ocean at this time.

Xia Guang propped up the black sand with both hands, but his feet were stepping in a vast expanse of whiteness.

Take him as the boundary.

One side is pitch black, and the other side is completely pure white.

However, the Sea of ​​Consciousness seems to have never welcomed anyone who can reach the Jade Realm by itself, so no matter what, these thoughts cannot break through Xia Guang's defense.

lap.

A silent tsunami.

A world of pure white.

The thought of moths to the flame.

And, sitting on the beach, the traveler quietly watching the end of the world.

A lonely heart arises spontaneously.

But the world of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the ratio of time to reality, is far more terrifying than the dream.

Ten years or a hundred years have passed in the sea of ​​consciousness, and perhaps only a short moment has passed in reality.

This vast sea has no boundaries, no one knows where it leads to, and no one knows what lies at the bottom of the deepest abyss.

But Xia Guang has been sitting there for a full ten years.

Sit for ten years.

Anyone will be lonely.

But fortunately, he has previous experience in the ancient capital of dreams.

During those 60 years, most of the time, I sat alone on the high glazed black tile roof, or leaned against the willow.

So, he learned how to spend long hours alone.

At least until the next turning point in this sea of ​​consciousness, he needs to sit quietly and wait quietly.

Another ten years have passed.

Consciousness Sea's thought attack has reached an indescribable level.

20 years.

30 years.

50 years.

60 years.

A hundred years passed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Xia Guang's expression remains the same, he will not feel tired here, and he does not need daily food and drink supplements.

After a hundred years passed, the monstrous white world finally calmed down.

It seemed that he had been admitted, the huge waves hundreds of thousands of miles high crashed down, calmed down, lingered, and became a seemingly ordinary ocean.

Xia Guang was taken aback for a moment, he felt the sea sand on the soles of his feet, not the abyss.

Bending down, reaching out, holding a handful, the pure white sea water dissipates first, leaving white sand in the palm of your hand.

The body of King Shenwu, which had not moved for a hundred years, finally stood up and stepped on the sand in the shallow water near the sea. The cold sea water was like every lake and ocean in the mortal world.

Looking down from a high altitude, it is a traveler walking slowly towards the deep sea.

After proceeding cautiously for several hundred meters, the sea water could already submerge his neck.

After thinking for a while, Xia Guang dived directly into the sea and began to explore the depths.

Under the sea, there is no light, but it is still pure white, and everything can be seen.

Occasionally, he saw huge transparent bubbles floating on the deeper seabed, with images flashing indistinctly in them.

With the idea of ​​continuing to explore, he moved his legs up and down, like a boatman familiar with water, heading for the foam closest to him.

However, there seemed to be an unimaginable repulsive force around the bubble, whenever he wanted to get closer, he would be pushed away heavily.

The more so, the more curious Xia Guang became.

He tried again and again, and finally got close to the nearest bubble.

In the exaggerated repulsive ocean current, his hands slowly moved towards the periphery of the foam.

Carefully retracting the five fingers, they first touched the thin outer membrane.

boom! ! !
In the sea of ​​consciousness, there seemed to be some kind of vacuum, and then two waterspouts suddenly exploded, directly blasting Xia Guang away, and then slowly slowed down until thousands of meters away.

King Shenwu only felt that his body was completely out of control, and he was facing the ocean current and retreating rapidly.

However, an extremely strange expression suddenly appeared on his face.

At the moment he just touched it, what he saw was really unimaginable.

in the bubble.
He saw himself!
In other words, it is another self in a completely different world.

The one who was still a young child, was carried by the emperor's brother and fled frantically in the woods under the moonlight, while behind him was a strange guest wearing a black and silver-rimmed bamboo hat and dragging a plain knife.

And Xia Guang never remembered that he had ever encountered such a situation.

It's just this touch, the foam seemed to be recoiled by the same force, and it quickly moved away in the opposite direction, and then, like a frightened animal, it dived deeper into the unreachable ocean.

Xia Guang continued to swim and explore in this sea of ​​consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, he saw many golden bubbles again. When he tried to get close to those bubbles, he did not encounter any obstacles. He just put his hands on the bubbles without any feedback. body in general.

Stand on a mountain under the sea, climb to the highest point similar to a cliff, and look down.

In front of him is an unimaginable large trench, in which there are endless bubbles, golden and transparent.

And the transparent bubble seemed to have an affinity with him, slowly approaching, while the rest of the golden bubbles were floating up and down.

Xia Guang turned sideways, stared at the transparent bubble closest to him, and slowly dived away.
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I have something to do today, I guess I won’t be able to come back until very late, only two updates :)
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