Before his eyes were fully opened, Zhou Baopu felt something different. A deathly silence seemed to cover Zhou Baopu from head to toe, making him almost unable to feel agitated. The fatigue along the way seemed to disappear in an instant.
The blood energy all over the body is also more intense. Previously, Zhou Baopu could only feel a trace of blood when he was concentrating. However, when he got here, it seemed as if there were slender little hands tickling the tip of his heart, making him feel itchy.
This is a brand new experience, as if the blood and energy are alive and are sorting out his body autonomously. Sensing these changes, Zhou Baopu's expression became a little confused. He opened his eyes and looked ahead, and the confusion in his eyes became more profound.
In the void not far from his eyes, hanging in the void was a beautiful milky white vortex. There was a faint red glow in the vortex, and it looked extremely strange inside.
The reason why it is strange is that there is a holy aura in the milky white vortex, but there is an evil mood in the blood-red red light. It's like an intertwining of angels and demons, the two sides of human nature are constantly merging and intermingling.
"What the hell is this place?"
After calming down his mood, Zhou Baopu couldn't help but wonder.
However, it was obvious that he didn't have much time to think, because just when he wanted to think deeply, suddenly, the milky white vortex suddenly changed.
Red light surged out from it. As if it was a needle-shaped hidden weapon ejected by a sophisticated mechanism, it suddenly filled Zhou Baopu's entire field of vision. As soon as it was emitted, those red lights began to squirm, like dexterous long snakes, squirming in the void.
It wasn't limited to that kind of squirming, those red lights began to gather, and Zhou Baopu almost didn't dare to look directly at that mysterious trajectory. In a moment, there were bursts of crackling sounds of explosions, as if they were set off from fireworks. The light after the explosion was so bright and red that Zhou Baopu couldn't help but close his eyes. He had a hunch that if he didn't close his eyes, he might be burned blind.
When the crackling sound of the explosion stopped, Zhou Baopu opened his eyes, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face. It was obvious that he was stunned by what he saw. Because, after those red lights stopped squirming, the shape they formed was very familiar to him.
The most original form of the talisman, but now it looks more vivid and vivid.
The moment Zhou Baopu was stunned, those talisman roots began to change again. This change came so quickly that Zhou Baopu was deeply immersed in it again.
Zhou Baopu is no stranger to these changes. A vivid or successful talisman will definitely not be limited to one form. On the contrary, each talisman is constantly changing. However, not everyone can notice this change.
This not only requires a certain degree of mental power, but also depends on the individual's understanding. The change is a change of the talisman, but if you want to see some patterns from it, not everyone can succeed. Not to mention, he can control the changes of those talisman roots in the palm of his hand.
Suddenly, all one hundred and eight talisman roots began to change. Suddenly, Zhou Baopu's choice seemed particularly difficult. Because he was not sure which talisman he should look for and observe carefully. This is a difficult choice, and Zhou Baopu is not limited to the gains and losses of one city and one pool.
It did not force him to make any choice, but Zhou Baopu's telepathy seemed to have begun to scatter. All of this was accomplished without any special preparation. Everything seemed so natural, as if he suddenly had an epiphany at that moment.
Epiphany is a good term. Often people can understand as epiphany the incomprehensible things that happen to a certain person.
One hundred and eight talisman roots are constantly meandering and changing in the void, and one hundred and eight thoughts are constantly exploring and thinking in the void. Zhou Baopu was completely unaware of his own existence, as if he had almost turned into a talisman, constantly making mysterious movements.
No, to be precise, Zhou Baopu had a feeling of division. It was as if he had been divided into one hundred and eight consciousnesses, each of which was undergoing such a change. This change seemed so profound as if he had experienced it personally. As a result, Zhou Baopu did not deliberately remember them, but they had been deeply engraved in his mind.
Suddenly, Zhou Baopu felt his telepathy strangely merge into one body again. At the same time, the talisman roots composed of red light in the void all followed their own trajectories and gathered towards a center. A transparent ball was formed between the electric light and flint.
Just when Zhou Baopu was astonished, a powerful force of attraction suddenly burst out from the mysterious sphere, and Zhou Baopu's body was sucked into it. The moment Zhou Baopu made contact with it, the void around the ball began to shatter.
The space after the fragmentation was completely black. A sense of deathly silence and desolation spurted out from it, as if it was about to swallow up all life.
For no reason, a hurricane suddenly rose up, creating a huge whirlpool, and began to wrap around Zhou Baopu's body, swallowing up Zhou Baopu's body in one fell swoop.
On the contrary, when the light ball saw Zhou Baopu being swallowed, it seemed to be very anxious and quickly moved towards Zhou Baopu.
When it touched Zhou Baopu's clothes, the ball of light passed through Zhou Baopu's clothes and entered Zhou Baopu's lower dantian. But to Zhou Baopu, there was nothing wrong with all this. Because Zhou Baopu just felt a warmth in his heart and lost consciousness.
Immediately, the void slowly began to close where Zhou Baopu was, and soon it was completely closed, leaving nothing behind.
"Bang!"
The hurricane hit Zhou Baopu's body and hit the ground hard. Zhou Baopu, who had already lost consciousness, felt a heart-breaking pain and woke up again. When Zhou Baopu opened his eyes, he saw the sky was filled with darkness.
It was a kind of pitch-black darkness, and even Zhou Baopu could smell it, with a rotten smell.
He couldn't see his fingers, but this did not affect Zhou Baopu's judgment. Judging from the pain radiating from his back, he had broken his spine.
As soon as he moved his body, he heard the sound of broken bones rubbing against each other, which made Zhou Baopu feel terrified.
"What place is this?"
Zhou Baopu did not expect that he would be innocently transferred again without understanding the current situation, and the place where he was transferred was still a stranger to him.
Where he was was not what Zhou Baopu was most concerned about, because he found that the lower dantian area under his lower abdomen began to undergo drastic changes.