Unlimited Adaptation

"Girl, go back, he can't come back."

"well--"

Looking at Xing Luo sitting absentmindedly outside the door of Yu Xing Ling, Grandma Chen shook her head and sighed, with a trace of unbearability flashing in her eyes.

She didn't know what had happened in these years to make the lawless royal princess change so much that she would even worry about the safety of a foreigner.

It's a pity that it's been almost a year. That human boy probably...

"No, I believe Brother Yan, he will be fine, and he will come back safely!"

Xing Luo looked firm and stared at the motionless golden vortex on the giant door, motionless.

"Hmph! Girl, you should know very well that only we, the Star Spirit Tribe, have the talent to isolate divine light particles. We can selectively accept or reject the illusion test, so we can stay in the Wu Nian Star Sea for a long time."

"Although Yan Xing is extremely talented, he is a human race after all. Once he enters the Wu Nian Star Sea, divine light particles will pour into his consciousness one after another. From ancient times to the present, the longest time for foreigners to persist is only seven days and seven nights. That’s all.”

"But what about him? It's been almost a year. Whether you accept it or not, he has almost no chance of survival."

Grandma Chen frowned and shouted coldly, wanting to use the harshest words to break Xingluo's illusion and let her return to normal life.

It’s impossible for the majestic star spirit royal family’s daughter to stay here all her life for a man, right?

Xingluo acted as if he hadn't heard anything, with a stubborn look on his face, which made Grandma Chen's brows jump and she had no choice but to do anything.

"This girl is exactly the same as her mother. She is so stubborn at such a young age..."

Granny Chen muttered a few words in a low voice, but there was nothing she could do about Xingluo, so she could only shake her head and turn around and leave.

Outside the restricted area, an old man stood silently, with a faint look of anxiety on his face. When he saw Granny Chen coming out, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly greeted her.

"I've met Lord Chenkong!"

"Hubier, why haven't you left yet?"

Granny Chen frowned and looked at the old man with a somewhat displeased look. She was not allowed to stay outside the Holy Land.

"Didn't I tell you? Since Osiko's life lamp has been extinguished, it means that he has died in the Wu Nian Star Sea. You have lived for so many years and you still can't see through it!?"

She can be pleasant to Xingluo, but she is not polite to others, her tone is indifferent and dignified.

"But……"

Hu Bi'er looked pained. He could not accept this fact. Osiko was his most talented heir, and he knew how to advance and retreat. He had entered the star sea many times, so why did an accident happen this time?

"Leave, don't make things difficult for me."

Granny Chen's expression darkened, and her eyes became cold and stern.

"Yes, yes!"

Hu Bi'er's body trembled, knowing that there was nothing he could do, so he could only bow his hands and turn around to leave with a dejected look.

A strong man of gods and demons, his back actually looked a little rickety.

"The Wu Nian Xinghai has infinite creation, so how do you know how many lives it has devoured?"

"Life and death, death for the Tao, time and destiny."

Grandma Chen's eyes were wandering. As the guardian of the Holy Land, she had seen so many separations between life and death that she had already become numb.

…

The land of final fantasy, beside the nine-color flowers.

A figure that had been stagnant for a long time finally changed. His fingertips trembled slightly, and a glimmer of light appeared in the depths of his gray eyes. The light became brighter and brighter, with more and more colors, eventually forming a nine-color vortex that kept spinning.

boom! !

Thunder exploded in the mind, thoughts broke away from the blank, and the dead consciousness regrouped. The originally mixed and chaotic thinking vortex, after unknown baptism and transformation, turned into a nine-color vortex, exactly the same as the arrangement of the nine-color petals.

The nine colors rotate, intertwine and merge in the center, seeming to be nurturing some great power that transcends everything.

call--

Yan Xing let out a deep breath, blinked, and showed lingering fear on his face. His expression changed, and he was finally overwhelmed by surprise.

"Consciousness, what a wonderful power!"

"The cultivation system of this world already attaches great importance to consciousness, but it is not enough. There are still many magical features that have not been discovered."

Yan Xing sighed with emotion. The moment he came into contact with the Nine-Colored Flower, his consciousness fell into confusion. Guided by a strange force, he instinctively completed the process of recasting the foundation of his consciousness.

If before, his consciousness was compared to a large and soft ball of cotton, then now it is a hard piece of fine iron. While the total mass remains unchanged, it has essentially been sublimated and transformed, and it has become infinitely stronger.

Observing the core of his consciousness with thoughts, the three colors of "red", "orange" and "yellow" in the nine-color vortex have become bright and shining, while the other six colors are still in a gray state, which shows that his consciousness has reached the third level described by prehistoric civilization. Three realms.

“The road to spiritual cultivation of consciousness is still extremely long.”

"What level of existence is the power smelted at the core of the nine-color vortex?"

Yan Xing looked confused and looked at the self-examination panel. The description of consciousness on it had also changed and became "????". Even the self-test module cannot understand his current state of consciousness, and there seems to be no relevant information in its database.

"This flower..."

The nine-color flower in front of him had changed. As he touched it just now, the flickering light condensed on its petals had disappeared. It should have been used up to help him complete the transformation of consciousness.

At this time, he also understood that he was indeed not qualified to devour this strange flower. This was probably not the intention of the clone Yan Xing at the beginning.

Yan Xing couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart. As soon as he thought about it, his body squirmed and melted into liquid, covering the nine-color flower. He looked at the self-test panel with his mind.

『External object:? ? ? ? , unknown, cannot be deconstructed, cannot be recognized, cannot be understood, exists in non-existence. 』

Yan Xing's eyes trembled slightly, and he regained his physical body, with no surprise on his face.

However, the failure of the self-test module was extremely rare. I didn't know if there was an abnormality, so I looked at the Final Illusion Tree aside.

The tree of final illusion was much larger than the nine-color flower. Yan Xing stretched his body, adjusted the density of flesh and blood particles, raised it to a thousand feet, leaned down, and took the tree of final illusion into his body like a flesh membrane.

"The main external object: the Tree of Final Illusion, an ultra-rare treasure born from the concept of nothingness. It swallows the seven emotions and six desires as its fruit. It is essentially an eleventh-level treasure, and its preciousness is comparable to that of the twelfth level. 』

Obviously, the self-test module is not broken.

Yan Xing frowned and looked at Jiusehua with a confused look. Could this thing be of the thirteenth level? It exists on the same level as the concept editor! ?

"My current strength is too weak to understand the existence of this place, and I have no ability to take them away. I can only leave it to the future to investigate."

"It's time to leave."

Yan Xing pinched his fingers and realized that almost a year had passed. There were still many things to deal with in the outside world, so it was not easy to stay here any longer.

"Break."

Yan Xing cut off a middle finger and placed it in front of Jiusehua with a serious look on his face, just like burning incense.

With the coordinates of flesh and blood, if he wanted to, he could enter the Land of Final Illusion at any time without having to obtain the permission of the Star Spirit Tribe to cross the Wu Nian Star Sea.

"Nine-Colored Flower, you can absorb and purify the essence of consciousness for me here. I will come to harvest it once every hundred years."

"Work hard, I'm optimistic about you!"

Yan Xing had a smile in his eyes, having the Nine-Colored Flower do it for him was much more efficient than him swallowing the divine light particles, and he didn't have to stay here for a long time, killing two birds with one stone.

"Goodbye, Xiaojiu, and you, Xiaoshushu!"

Yan Xing waved his hand and disappeared into the silvery light with a bright face. The land of final illusion returned to eternal silence again.

Susu——

The nine-color exotic flowers automatically sway slightly in the absence of wind.

During the slow rotation, the nine colors intertwined and merged in the heart of the flower, sometimes turning into a wisp of transparency, with endless white light spots flashing inside it, endless, boundless, and nothing, as if it gathered all the thoughts of existence and non-being. m.

Susu!

The petals trembled, the transparent light shattered, and the nine-color flower rotated in the opposite direction. Gradually, where the hearts of the flowers met, an ultimate darkness that surpassed understanding appeared.

A ray of black light accommodates everything and swallows everything. It is the ultimate blackness.

Click!

The black light shattered and dissipated, and the nine-color flower heart returned to chaotic colors. It seemed that it was trying its best to condense one of "transparency and darkness", but was unable to do so.

Transparent, pitch black.

It seems to be elaborating on two directions of some supreme power.

The ultimate power of consciousness.