After the counter-sacrifice at the beginning, I became the spokesperson for the girls?

Chapter 72 World and Ability

This was a scene from a dream before, but now it overlaps with the dream, making it clearer and more depressing.

The heavy rain poured down madly on the earth, and the raindrops fell into puddles, turning the snow-white flowers into mud, and countless puddles formed on the ground. The heavy rain fell on the eaves, crackling, and the thick water vapor rushed towards us, and the wetness and coldness swept into our souls.

What I thought was a dream became a reality under a hand that handed me food. The first thing my soul saw when it opened its eyes was a surging black tide of the ocean. The dark clouds in the sky pressed down, and the small puddle that I had occasionally glimpsed was engraved into my soul. It was stained by the sky, dark and hopeless, and every drop of water that splashed up was like ink, which could stain one's soul.

Sea of ​​soul, water of memory.

As if something was overlapping, the brain thumped, and the words "the body can remember everything" echoed in the blank consciousness. The sky and the earth were raining, the soul was raining, and the whole world seemed to be raining. The heavy sound of rain swept Bai Xingyao's mind. The forgotten past left behind important things, like the inevitable truth of fate, deeply engraved in the depths of the soul -

Find that place and reclaim your past.

Something was made clear by the noise, and a thought suddenly washed into the empty soul. The bright sky was no longer around, and the wind blew past my ears. The moment I turned my head, a dark, dark and gloomy ocean appeared before my eyes. It was the ocean of the soul, the ocean of the spirit, and the black tide that could overwhelm everything among countless forces.

The sunless sea.

⑺23 Lin Si (9) died

At this moment, the sea is no longer gray, the sky is no longer gray, and the crushing darkness is so heavy that it can swallow all the light. An inexplicable light floats on the surging sea surface. At the moment when the waves fall, the tide suddenly returns to black. The whistling wind is the precursor of a rainstorm. It brings with it everything that is heavy and oppressive, and looks back at this lightless time.

click-

A lock in Bai Xingyao's heart was suddenly unlocked, and a mysterious breath gradually emerged in front of her eyes as she turned back. Her consciousness went back, and a blank life was quietly painted with black. The black rain swept the entire period of time, and the ink splashed on the puddles hit the snow-white flowers. The darkness was endless as far as the eye could see, and the overwhelming rainstorm seemed to never pass.

"The Soul Sea has been upgraded..."

She trembled so much that she didn't even feel it, and let out the trembling sound naturally.

She saw an extremely blurry picture, but also an extremely clear one, with the boundary between the two constantly overlapping. It was like a small soul, sitting under the eaves on a rainy night, looking at the gloomy sky, as if the whole world was engraved in its soul.

What did she remember…?

No...she didn't remember anything.

There seemed to be a dizzy feeling as if the world was spinning around her. The master of the nightmare instinctively wanted to look forward. The huge pressure caused her eyes to ache, but the sight of her soul suddenly traveled through time, passed through the past, and fell into a curtain of rain.

The downpour washed away everything. Memories were raining, and everything in the world was raining.

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"Princess, would you like to play a game of chess with me?"

Under the wisteria flowers, the bored girl was nonchalantly turning the chess pieces. Her hair was down and her eyes were fixed on the chessboard. After a moment, she sneered.

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"What are you going to teach me?"

The gentle voice seemed very soft, and the princess sitting opposite the girl, with her fluffy and soft long hair draped over her back, slowly raised her head.

She had a face that was extremely gentle no matter how you described it. The grey tones in her pupils seemed to glow softly. When she looked at her with a peaceful gaze, the light falling in from the treetops swayed playfully in it, and then slowly calmed down when her eyes met with people's. Only the tranquility as still as water remained.

The person opposite her seemed to be unusually irritated. She put down the things in her hands in an upset manner, raised her eyes, and looked at him sarcastically.

"Is boring."

She said: "You are as boring as those fake royals."

The princess sat and bowed slightly, the expression on her face hardly changing, as if she had to maintain the etiquette she was given even when hearing such rude words.

"it is my responsibility."

"No wonder your abilities are so useless."

Fu Yao seemed to want to be sarcastic, but felt it was meaningless. She pulled the corners of her mouth, and finally the expression on her face turned into boredom.

"Didn't you ask me what I wanted to teach you?"

She twirled the thread in her hand, and invisible things spread out from her mind. Her gaze passed over the vast land, and finally fell on a person with violet pupils who was still crossing the world.

His indifferent gaze turned slightly, and across the connection between master and his followers, Fu Yao snorted coldly and pointed casually.

"Ability, aren't you curious about where you got your ability? See for yourself."

The quiet princess followed her gaze, and her spirit was drawn into the lines that listened to the world. The scene before her was not the noble spokesperson of the dream, but the countless perspectives of all living beings. They looked at the world, lived in the world, and finally, integrated the world into themselves.

"Is the ability to engrave what we see into our souls?"

She asked softly, various scenes flashing through her mind. She saw the flowing water under the bright light, and the petals of the trumpet creeper from the grand fireworks. All the beauty and splendor were fleeting, and when she was about to look away, she suddenly felt wet.

As if her soul was touched, she raised her eyes again and looked in the unknown direction. The rolling wind kept whistling, and everything around was filled with an uneasy and dark atmosphere. At the moment when it reached the deepest point, the thunder "boomed" and a heavy rainstorm swept down. The dark world was desperately about to collapse. All the rain curtains hit the black earth, forming countless puddles, which connected like a lightless ocean. In the instant of surging, it was slightly illuminated by the pouring lightning for a moment, and then sank into infinite darkness, and no light could be seen anymore.

The soul entered the living being at that moment. The crackling sound of raindrops fell on the ground under the eaves, and the white flowers that she had glanced at were beaten into mud. She felt the cold and shuddered. The dark world seemed to be about to come down and swallow up everything, swallow up all the living things. The moment she looked at the splashes outside, she seemed to see a pair of blood-red eyes, and then her vision went dark uncontrollably.

"What do you see?"

The cutting of the line brought the immersed princess back to her senses suddenly. She suddenly lost her composure, the calm expression on her face shattered, her heart beat beside her eardrums, and silent emotions filled her heart, making her even ignore the questions from Fu Yao, who could be called her teacher.

Fu Yao just glanced at her and laughed mockingly. She didn't care what the princess saw. She just took back all the threads and answered the question she had just asked slowly.

“The most profound thing about you is your ability.”

That rainy night kept echoing in the princess' heart, and she kept recalling it in words. In her memory, there was only the endless rain and the eternal darkness. Her eyes couldn't help but want to see more clearly, to see the little soul sitting on that rainy night, raising its head, as if to engrave everything into its soul.

The other side of eternity:

Chapter 73: The Confusing Past

It's really going to rain outside.

The clear weather is fleeting. The morning light has not yet shone on the earth for long when grey clouds covered the bright sun. Everything in the world was shrouded in gloomy light. When looking up, the grey and white sky pressed into the field of vision. A cool breeze blew across the water in the square. The vendors’ complaints and noisy comments as they packed up their stalls merged into the sound of the wind, and the crowd that had been like flowing water thinned out.

Bai Xingyao felt the wind that was about to rain, and her thoughts leaped to the world of rain curtains, to the dark night, and to the black water splashing up and down in puddles.

[Your most profound ability is your ability]

"The sea of ​​soul is not my ability."

She remembered nothing but a dark and depressing scene, a downpour, and the sound of rain under the eaves.

A part of the blank past was brightened, and the unbounded thing that had never reacted before was faintly touched. It seemed to light up, and yet seemed to dim. The power it revealed was sadness, retrospection, and seemed to be a retention of the past.

"is it you?"

(II) Jiulinwu I⑻ Qiyi San

Her voice passed through the spiritual world and reached the empty darkness. It had never had the ability to make any waves, no active memory fragments, no vivid puppet show, just stayed there quietly, in its small corner, without any fluctuations.

But at this moment, it was trembling, speechless, producing sadness and grief bit by bit. It seemed that everything was moving forward, and only it was left in that rainy night, that oppressive darkness, that lightless world, or that fragmented past that could no longer be seen.

[The most profound thing is your ability.]

All the strength of the body has been slightly improved with the recovery of the rainy night. The memory fragments are clearer, and the soul ocean surges silently. Only the wordless ability floats and darkens, and remains the same from beginning to end.

It wasn't updated, or maybe it was forgotten.

[Don't forget]

It seems to be a little request, and also a little sad.

The will that takes root in the heart tells a very shallow prayer, as if it is the only one with the ability to recall, and is hoping that its master can find it again.

"…You've been in my body all along, how can I find you?"

No.

That is a deeper sadness—

You and your memories left me in a fragmented past.

What really remembered everything was not her body but a quiet ability to be always at peace, always in sorrow.

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Bai Xingyao left the bluestone square.

The mysteries she carried on her body took on even more intense colors: the desire to regain her past abilities, the changing ocean, the enhanced powers unlocked by a rainstorm, all of them became thorns hanging over her heart, forcing her to look up at the fog before her.

【What do you want to do? 】

Space asked hesitantly.

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“Listen to my body.”

Bai Xingyao didn't explain anything. She held her heart, feeling its beating in silence.

What does her past hide?

The spirit spreads to the world of the soul, in a black space, there used to be a large empty darkness occupying the memory of the past. But now, the front part is painted with the color of rain curtain, and the heavy rain drops into the puddle that is constantly rippling.

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A strange thought emerged from the bottom of my heart, as if something that had been floating for a long time finally broke through the fog and removed some of the shackles on my body.

back to normal.

It's not an improvement, it's not growth, but it's finally breaking free of some of the shackles on my body and unlocking what I once had.

The answer to the mystery came flooding in, and memories became puzzle pieces. Bai Xingyao pressed down everything. She never looked back at that rainy night again. When she left, the wind blew her long hair high.

When she has the strength to get everything back, she will know all the answers.

(ii) Let's go to ⒌ 3 ⑺⒈⑶

Now, there is no need.

"Stop trying to wake me up."

The ability to rise and fall eventually dims and becomes dull.

Bai Xingyao's gaze passed by it and finally stopped at a shocking puppet show that was even more shocking than the fragments of memory.

The black ball couldn't hide its excitement. It immediately jumped up and was about to pounce in front of its current owner.

The eldest is dim, the second is retreating, and now looking through the sea of ​​​​spirituality, only it can stop driving -

It's finally going to be reused!

The extreme joy had not yet been fully conveyed, and suddenly, it froze like a fragment. In the flash of lightning, the black ball was hit against the wall by the sudden burst of memory fragments! The spacious soul space instantly staged a mental bullying, and the shining memory fragments fully demonstrated its anger. Even the fight between abilities made the space tremble, and it felt horrible.

Before it could remind Bai Xingyao to stop the fight, Bai Xingyao's faint psychological activities came out and floated past its ears very calmly.

[It seems that only the original ability is affected]

The owner of the nightmare withdrew her attention, her red eyes drooped, her fingers moved slightly, and the boundless object was manipulated and then released.

This ability is not complete.

Bai Xingyao withdrew all her strength, and her mind went through everything she had done with the Unbounded Objects. The power of creation depended on the spirit. As long as she had the power of the spirit, she could get everything she wanted.

But that's not right.

There was a sense of absurdity and certainty in her heart. She felt that she was restricted and constrained by something. Without any fragments of the past, she ignored this vagueness. But those who had seen that rainy night could clearly feel that she had forgotten something.

Her ability shouldn't be like this. Her ability was what she left behind on that rainy night, not what can be seen at the end at a glance now. It is so bland and shallow that she won't even compete for upgrading energy.

No.

Bai Xingyao denied herself again.

It cannot be upgraded.

The red-eyed girl thought of the idea that was born from her subconscious mind.

The wind blew the corners of her clothes, and the dullness of the coming rain and the notices on the street were blown into the endless sky. The sparse vendors were still packing up their items. She turned around and saw a dark blue carpet in a corner of the ground.

Things that already possess great power, all they need is to regain everything that may belong to them.

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The sky was gloomy. The carpet was navy blue and very old, and was covered with piles of books.

This was a stall selling books, and Bai Xingyao stopped for some reason.

The bookseller was an old lady. She sat there. Perhaps because her eyes were blurry or her ears were deaf, she did not feel the coming heavy rain at all. She just sat there silently, sorting the remaining books.

This should have been a normal scene, busy people were coming and going, Bai Xingyao was lost in the crowd, and she should have been leaving. But for some reason, her mind skipped a beat, causing her to stop unconsciously.

It feels like...if I leave, I'll miss something.

The wind blew past the corners of her light clothes, and Bai Xingyao hesitated. She stood there and thought for a moment, then slowly turned around and her eyes stopped at the stall.