A thick warm and cool feeling came from the fingertips, which felt hard, like gold and jade, but had a different texture from the two. The fingertips reached a flat and smooth circle with a slight sagging in it, like a... groove, etc., groove?

Why is it a groove?

Shouldn't it be a raised ball?

Although the opponent was already skeptical about touching the planet, Su Yin felt that she had touched it all, and as a conscious body, she had "grown" a hand, so she simply touched it carefully and carefully, which would be worth the trip and life.

But why does the feel so weird?

Is this palace touching Blue Star or something else?

At the moment when this thought arose, Su Yin's thoughts suddenly stagnated.

At that moment, she felt like she fell into the void, as if she was trapped in her body or not, and everything around her, including her physical body and divine thoughts, was no longer there.

In other words, it is: the other person is "dead".

When thinking stops and neurons disappear, on the subjective level, the person also changes from existence to non-existence. And isn’t all objective existence actually produced based on subjective consciousness?

I think so I am.

If the thought does not exist, then where will the "I" survive?

Su Yin felt that his smoke was scattered in the huge void.

She didn't know how long she had been "not".

Or a moment shorter than a second.

Or eternity longer than billions of years.

When the feeling of being spilled out of the air, Su Yin once again realized the existence of consciousness, followed by the flow of blood, the rhythm of heartbeat and breathing, and then the five senses gradually became clear.

And after that, she finally realized that everything in her vision was changing rapidly.

The once vast space was collapsing rapidly at a speed that was difficult to observe with the naked eye, or in other words, Su Yin, who was once as small as dust, was rapidly increasing, becoming larger, and becoming larger in speed units in microseconds.

A few breaths ago, she still needed to look around the universe in a look of upturn. Now, the nebula and meteorite are as thin as mustard seeds, and the vast space is no longer enough for her to grasp.

The sense of dislocation brought about by this rapid transformation of macro and micro perspectives was extremely strong. Su Yin's eyes were blurred and her head was dizzy. Everything seemed to be separated by several layers of frosted glass, not to mention it, and it also brought countless ghosts.

Shaking, splitting, breaking and chaos constituted all her perceptions at this moment.

As a high-level monk, when facing unknown risks, the true energy in his body immediately started to operate without mobilizing it. This was the case at this time.

In addition to Lingyuan, her muscles were also tense. Although she could not form seals in dizziness, the true spirit had already been swelling outside her body. The spiritual power released outside formed a restraint on the surface of her body, and the hazy halo of star mist enveloped her whole body.

This is the most direct reaction of a cultivator. It does not send instructions through the brain. When the mind moves, it will be completed spontaneously in all parts of the body.

What's more, Su Yin has already cultivated into an immortal body under the scrubbing of the spirit crystal, and his reaction speed is unmatched.

Therefore, when the tense muscles are in a state of tension under instinct, a cold thread suddenly passes through the fingers, and at the same time, a very warm and clean string sound also sounds:

"Xianweng——"

In an instant, the whole world became quiet.

Apricot flowers blow snow, black tiles and green eaves, and on the afternoon of drizzling, a pair of swallows flew around the beam, and several branches of flower branches slanted across the window.

In the dark, Su Yin seemed to have returned to the small courtyard of apricot blossoms in a different time and space. Seeing the spring rain outside the courtyard as soft as a silence, listening to the sound of birds singing.

At the center of your eyes, you can only feel this scene.

Only this sound remains in heaven and earth.

She was immersed in that mysterious artistic conception for a long time, until the string sound faded, and then raised her eyes.

At this moment, her eyes were like a mirror that was washed away by water, and it was like a mirror that shone away dust. What reflected the quiet night in the fifth area was reflected.

The night sky is no longer dark, with sparse stars embedded on it, the wind is cold and the world is bright.

She finally saw the real sky and the real night in the northwest desert, but all this could not match the guqin that appeared out of thin air in her hands...

A nearly transparent but woody piano is placed horizontally in her palm.

It is made by cutting wood, the bamboo of Mao is a nail, the tether is a string, the green, white, red and mysterious spirals are circling, and the sun, moon, stars rise and fall.

On the body of the piano, there are flowing lights flying continuously, and the aura and shape are all the same as the xylophone that Su Yin is familiar with.

But, there is still a little different.

The xylophone in the sea of ​​consciousness does not have a logo, but there is a logo in the center of the xylophone in front of you with a water-blue halo and beautiful silver-gray patterns engraved.

The only emblem.

Only this one.

Su Yin's finger was pressing on the star emblem.

【I am here】

The thought of the silence of the silence was already inaudible, but Su Yin still sensed it.

An indescribable emotion surged into my heart and gathered in my eyes, and eventually turned into an extremely brilliant silver light.

She raised her eyes, and her star-white pupils were as bright as stars, looking straight ahead.

Most of the Black Gate of the Soul House has been opened, and countless snakes curled into a bloody red moon. The sticky moonlight is gradually polluting the night in the fifth zone.

The translucent tentacles also rushed into the night along the bloody moonlight, densely packed, crowded, gnawed, swallowed and chewed one after another, brushing through the light starlight in the fifth zone, and then dimmed and dissipated in this terrifying sound.

Behind the Blood Moon, darkness lies quietly dormant. Even though the darkness is almost the same as the night in the fifth zone, the strong covetousness and malice hidden in it permeates.

He is waiting.

When the gate of the soul house is fully opened, when the 20 million consciousness bodies break out of time and space, and when the parallel time and space are hit by the time traveler, the powerful and terrifying will will come.

The way of heaven changes, the world changes and time changes.

At that time, another Heavenly Dao will replace Blue Star, and the desperate future of the Shadow World will be staged on Blue Star one by one.

It's really a very meticulous calculation.

Su Yin smiled coldly at the night after the Blood Moon.

Le Xun must be observing the scene here.

Even if he could not understand the other party's thoughts, Su Yin could guess the pride of the layup behind the scenes at this moment.

With painstaking planning, abandoning the body and sacrificing the love, now that it is time to close the net, Le Xun must have admired the whole process of his world swallowing the blue star with sadness and compassion.

"Fellow Daoist Su, the chess game has been completed, please make a move."

The illusory voice had the tone of a cello, and it came from the bottomless darkness.

The star fog on Su Yin's body surface shrank significantly.

She was naturally afraid.

The chessboard has appeared, the opponent has already sat down, and she is both the chess player and the piece that is about to fall.

How can she not be afraid of success or failure in this game?

Even if the divine nature is complete and she has cultivated into an immortal body, when facing the entire world, she still feels her insignificance, just like facing the boundless universe alone when her consciousness ascends. The loneliness and helplessness are indescribable.

But, so what?

"No one is allowed to steal from my house."

Squeezing out this sentence from the gap of teeth, Su Yin suddenly hugged the xylophone horizontally and pulled the side of the piano with one hand.

"Clang—"

The majestic sword intent streaked through the sky, the green light clutched and the blood-colored moonlight was broken.

The wailing sounded immediately throughout the fields, and the red moon also made a trembling cry.

The sky and the earth were shaking, and thunder sounded in the distance, as if thunder would be smashed down the next moment.

In front of the fourth zone square formation, almost all the high-level monks trembled at this moment, their souls were shaking, and their divine thoughts were restless, so they raised their heads at the same time.

They saw an unforgettable scene in their lives:

In the cyclone above the fifth area, a phantom of a woman as tall as a mountain appeared.

She was wearing her hair and feet, a cloth robe and a treasure crown, and the woman was holding a simple piano.

The north wind blew up her old clothes, and her figure seemed a little lonely.

However, that peerless charm and unparalleled face turned this loneliness into an unattainable coldness. It was far away, like a fairy walking down the moon, even if she exhausted all the words in this world, she could not describe the beauty.

Everyone couldn't help but feel ashamed of themselves. Nearly half of the monks were even more robbed by the momentum of their faces and could not see them anymore, so they had to close their eyes.

And the remaining half of the high-level monks only struggled to watch for three more seconds.

Even so, what they saw in those three seconds was enough to match all the weirdness they saw in their lifetime.

They saw a door.

The dark gate reached the clouds, as if it was cutting the entire world. The black clouds inside the gate rolled, and countless demons and monsters were roaring and struggling. Every sound and every figure were accompanied by powerful spiritual distortion power. Even if it was just a brief contact, it could disrupt the spiritual consciousness.

Zhongli and several elders of Zong Zheng also vomited blood and fainted at the same time, and some other families were injured and fell to the ground.

In the whole field, the two square formations of Cheng and Yu were still intact. The blood power of these two families naturally had a certain resistance to time and space magic and monster magic, so they could still stand firm.
To be continued...