Chapter 513 Colorful Space!
With the old man's speech, Qi Mo also roughly cleared his head.
However, the last sentence made Zimo a little confused. What does saying such a big event, big man have to do with calling himself?
Zimo is not conceited enough to have the opportunity to be compared with those big shots, but looking at the solemn expression of the old man, he does not seem to be fake. Looking at the white light mass, which makes Zimo even more confused.
"Senior, what's the connection? The white light mass is a 'feeling'. Is this left by Jiu Lao? Is it the cultivation of the nine of them?
It's not to blame Zimo for thinking so. It's really what the old man said that makes him think so. He is convinced that a person will not inexplicably say irrelevant words. At the same time, the old man himself also said that those events are related to his arrival.
"That's not true, but this 'feeling' is not their nine predecessors, but left by the ancestors of the Mo family. The nine seniors just told them that once they can and this perception appear, they must feel this perception."
The old man's tone is no longer old-fashioned and quite serious.
Hearing the old man's words, Zimo did not question again, but looked at the white light mass in front of him and fell into meditation.
After all, he must weigh the pros and cons. This white light mass may bring great benefits to himself, but it may also bring him something unacceptable.
However, looking at the eyes of the three elders, I thought that there was a trace of inexplicable emotion in my heart that I heard about the war and turmoil thousands of years ago when I was in Binglanzong.
Although Zimo is not an extremely emotional person, he is also extremely affectionate and righteous. He has no heroic complex and no national dedication. However, he can't tolerate many injustices and things he is not used to. Similarly, he will never regret his choice!
The old man's words pointed out the nine kings, which made Qi Mo accept this matter in his heart. Of course, there is also because he is also half of the identity of the Mo family.
"Okay, I accept it."
After thinking about it, Qi Mo looked up and said.
He really couldn't think of a reason to refuse, and he heard a trace of uneasiness from the old man's tone, which reminded him of the scene he saw after opening the Black Spirit Ring, the endless killing, those sudden eyes, the indifferent black figure, and the slaughter made Qi Mo feel a trace of sadness in his heart. Qi, and when the so-called 'Lord' said sad words at the end, Qi Mo seemed to be inserted with a sword in his heart, and there was a deep pain. The pain was the pain in his bones!
This obviously has also had a significant impact on it.
Zimo knows very well that power is indispensable in many cases. We don't want to trample on others, but we must also have the ability not to be trampled on by others!
Maybe the white light mass will cost him, but what about it?
Thinking about this, Zimo's eyes also brightened a lot.
Waiting for him to introduce the light ball into the Niwan Palace, he had been persuading the elder of Qimo but stopped him.
"Little guy, your bloodline is a little strange. Although it is extremely pure, it has a strange power. I can't say why. This is a piece of 'soul jade'. If you take it, you will put your consciousness in it in case of unpredictable, this soul Jade can instantly withdraw your consciousness from that perception.
The old man took out a dark but transparent round jade pendant with a square eye and gave it to Qimo, and then told him.
"Yes, the eldest brother said that your bloodline is strange, so it must be so. It's good to be prepared for everything."
The two old man also said seriously in his tone.
Even the three elders beside them rarely show solemnity, rather than a posture of wanting to kick the white light mass directly into the Qimo Niwan Palace...
"Thank you, senior."
Zimo said gratefully.
And when the three old people showed their satisfaction, Qi Mo said leisurely...
"Senior, Mo Xu said before the boy came - don't be polite to them... Cough, what does that mean?"
After saying that, this guy looked at the old man in a daze, and his face did not change at all...
“.......”
“.......”
“...........”
The three elders were speechless, and their foreheads were full of black lines.
Don't be polite to them... Never... You're welcome.... Ten million!
"Little son of a bitch!"
Lao San's temper was the hottest. His eyes were widened and his loud voice was shouted out, but there was no intention of anger in his tone.
The old man and the two old man also looked at each other, showing a smile and crying expression. Looking at Qi Mo's blushing expression, they couldn't help shaking their heads.
"That stinky boy is still holding grudges, but our three old guys have become fat sheep."
The two old man calmed down the expression of being stunned by this and said jokedly.
As for the elder, he said with a smile, "Haha, that little guy, it's still remembering our old guy for what happened at the beginning. Mo boy, don't worry. After you realize it, we will make the most comprehensive judgment on you, and then according to your situation, we won't let Moxu say that stinky boy talk about our three hometowns. He is stingy."
After saying that, the smile at the corners of the old man's mouth couldn't be pulled down and hung all the time.
"That boy will be disrespectful and accept it calmly."
Zimo also said with a crack in the corners of his mouth.
He is not afraid of being ashamed. Moreover, in front of these old guys, some words are not straightforward, and they can't help but feel unhappy. Even they will not be happy. At this time, they won't mind if they say it like this, and it can be seen from the performance of the three people that Mo Xu is in their eyes. The position is also extremely heavy.
In this way, Zimo is also a clear position for Mo Xu in this family.
After thinking about this, Zimo did not hesitate any more, but condensed his eyes, that is, injecting the soul jade into a trace of consciousness, and then refining it into the body. The white light mass perception was directly pulled into the mud pill palace by Qimo. After entering, Zimo injected all consciousness into it!
In the outside world, the three elders all looked at Qi Mo without saying a word, with tension and expectation and a trace of deep worry.
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A chaotic world.
The space is gray, in which there are countless nine-color rays flying. No one knows where these nine-color rays are flying, and the space of these nine-color lights seems to be boundless, among which countless nine-color rays are rapidly flying to unknown places...
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, white and gray... Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple.....
All over the world! It's all over!
Zimo only feels that all the vision is turned into this endless colorful light, which is extremely colorful and messy at the same time!
Zimo only felt that his consciousness was dizzy and extremely uncomfortable!
Floating....
After entering the white light mass, Qi Mo felt light all over, and then a strong sense of dizziness surged, which made Qi Mo extremely unprepared, and the consciousness in the bottom of his heart was also slandered.
What about the good feelings???
Nima, what are you doing? This whole thing is hypnosis!
Huh? No! Suddenly, a voice came out from the depths of Zimo's consciousness, no! Very wrong!
Since San Lao said that he wanted to understand, then the meaning is very clear, and he must understand everything in this space. Although this space seems to be boundless, Qi Mo understands that this is just an illusion. Although this is not an illusion, Qi Mo knows that this is no different from illusion. There are many things. None of them are real. Although this colorful light is all over the sky, he knows that this is only because of his own reasons, just like the illusions he experienced again and again when his spiritual cultivation broke through.
Colorful light, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple! What does this represent?
Zimo's drowsy consciousness slowly woke up and was no longer so muddle-headed. At the same time, his head also ran quickly.
Qimo is also familiar with these understandings. He understands that he must keep a clear mind. Only when his heart calms down and his mood and spirit are in an absolutely quiet state can he find some special things. In this way, he can break the secrets of the whole space.
Although at present, it seems that there is only this endless colorful light in this space, Zimo believes that many things must be different from what you see on the surface.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, these seven colors are not unfamiliar. This is the main color of the common rainbow, but why are there two other white and gray colors? What does this represent? Does it have anything to do with rainbow?
No!
After thinking of this, Zimo directly rejected it. He knows very well that such inertial thinking is definitely a misunderstanding.
But what can nine colors represent???
Zimo assumes all kinds of conjectures in his heart. At the same time, he also slowly flew out his spiritual power to feel those colorful lights. However, these colorful lights are endlessly shuttled, but they make Qimo's consciousness unable to really feel anything.
Why? Why? Why?
Qimo has countless 'why' in his mind and is making various speculations, but in the end, he was rejected one by himself.
Do you guess?
Zimo's consciousness was confused, and then his consciousness fell silent, and his heart was empty. Sometimes, too deliberately, he would forget and ignore some really important things...
And the silence did not last long, it was a shock again, and then the mood fluctuated, whispering softly - how did you forget this most important one!!!
- Nine-tailed fox!