The Great World

The voice in the dark echoes, like being in an empty house with a wide space and nothing.

It sounds like there is an awe-inspiring feeling.

Open the Triangle Seal, let go of the suppression, he will lead you to explore the origin of the world and the mysteries of the universe.

Hearing this, Zhang Jian seemed to think of something, but hesitated, not knowing whether to ask.

The other party seemed to see Zhang Jian's expression, If you have any questions or puzzles, you can ask them.

Young man, there is not much time left for you.

This is the last time the training camp will start. Next time, maybe we will see you in the next reincarnation.

Zhang Jian seemed to be moved by these words: If I don't suppress it, I think the triangular imprint will pull my soul out of my body in an instant, then wouldn't I be equivalent to death?

Hehe. Zhang Jian could imagine the other party's expression of not smiling.

Well, to be honest, I didn't believe you at first, but I do now.

Does the next reincarnation refer to after being destroyed?

I've heard people say that this world is just a fictional world, there is a fourth wall, we just survive in the eyes of others, and even our trajectory is controlled by one person, life or death, and any encounter is someone else arrange.

The other party was silent for a long time.

Yes, when that living body occupies this world, that is the beginning of reincarnation, just like the big bang of the universe, a new birth.

What other people's arrangement has nothing to do with you, don't you always move forward according to your own wishes?

Zhang Jian was silent.

Okay, then let's get back to the topic. I let go of the suppression, and the triangular imprint will take me to the mysterious place of the universe. What can I get?

Before the words were finished, Zhang Jian's triangular imprint, which had been suppressed all along, suddenly became agitated.

Originally, the triangular imprint seemed to be firmly held down by his big hand, but now a force appeared out of thin air to lift his palm upwards to help the triangular imprint out of trouble.

Zhang Jian could clearly see that the triangular imprint was floating above his mind, shining with light, and there was nowhere to hide in the darkness.

The light is pure, like the thinking of a wise man, full of wisdom.

Looking at the light, he was unknowingly fascinated, like a demon, and when he came back to his senses, he found himself in front of a big ball of light.

He turned into a small light group, and uncontrollably approached the big light group spontaneously, as if he wanted to blend into the big light group, like a strong desire to return to the nest like a swallow.

At this moment, Zhang Jian no longer resisted.

With a sound of Bo, the small ball of light transformed by Zhang Jian merged into the big ball of light.

There seems to be a sound of the Great Dao echoing in my ears, ethereal and illusory, illusory and real, incomparably mysterious.

Some information also appeared in Zhang Jian's mind.

Rumors, ancient times.

There was a severe drought.

The ground is cracked, the rivers are dry, fruit trees and plants are hard to survive, and human beings are also in short supply of food, facing the disaster of death or even extinction.

For this reason, sacrifices are used to pray for rain.

It's just that it's not gods or immortals to pray for. At that time, human beings didn't have gods to believe in.

When human beings die, they will lose more than ten grams of weight in an instant.

And these tens of grams of weight represent human consciousness, cognition, and soul; after death, they will return to the origin of the universe.

The origin of the universe is a large light group, the owner's most powerful wish, praying for rain is to let many sacrificial people go to the origin of the universe, once they arrive, all wishes can be fulfilled.

But there is no rain after the sacrifice, it can only be said that the sacrificed did not successfully reach the origin of the universe, they failed in the middle, so praying for rain failed.

Zhang Jian entered in front of the Daguang Group.

Feeling more and more confused, it's like lying on the bed after taking a hot bath exhausted, and falling into a deep sleep in the next second.

Who is that life body? Zhang Jian asked subconsciously. This question has troubled him for too long, and he still wants to ask too much.

Deification, demonization of source beasts, abyss passages, sleeping gods.

But for some reason, Zhang Jian subconsciously wanted to know the answer to this question.

A pattern came to mind.

The man sat on a throne.

Zhang Jian was frightened instantly, his scalp was numb, and his heart seemed to burst.

Dawn leader!

He turned out to be the real mastermind behind the scenes!

Before he had time to think carefully, Zhang Jian was already plunged into darkness.

When Zhang Jian woke up again, he had returned to the familiar darkness.

Zhang Jian complained: The mystery of the universe just let me know the answer to a question, this is too stingy.

He just complained and complained, but he was already content.

Hehe. The other party was extremely displeased. You know, for a creature who knows the origin of the universe, even if it is death, it is worthwhile to enter the mystery of the universe once. It's a jio.

Really a full man doesn't know a hungry man is hungry.

What about the altar?

By the way, I can already mentally integrate, so are you going to give me other improvements?

After returning to the body from the mysteries of the universe, Zhang Jian discovered that he could sense the existence of the body and walk in the dark.

The ground is very smooth, unlike the bumpy surface of the mountain road, it may be paved with floors.

Go away! The other party was furious.

Zhang Jian scratched his head, Okay, even if you can't make me stronger, I thought, you should let me see what the altar looks like, otherwise, if I go out, I don't know how to answer when someone asks me, isn't it strange? ?

Something shimmered in the darkness, and the light became stronger, illuminating the surroundings brightly.

Zhang Jian was able to see clearly.

It was a triangular altar with three steps, and black symbols like tadpoles were engraved on the corners.

On the ground is a smooth floor like jade. Through the surface, you can see the cloud-like structure inside the floor, which looks pleasing to the eye.

Zhang Jian is in a particularly good mood.

Without suppressing the triangle imprint, he was much more relaxed than before, and he didn't know if it was his illusion.

His mental strength and thinking are more active than before.

No, that's it? Zhang Jian only dared to say this in his heart.

After reading it, well, you are ready to go out, I have to see other geniuses.

The other party came here specially for Zhang Jian this time, but there was nothing he could do. Zhang Jian's triangular imprint was like the sun mixed with a group of fireflies, and there was nothing he could do if he didn't want to pay attention.

And he had no way to clone himself, according to the rules set by the person who created him at that time, he could only come to Zhang Jian first.

For others, there is a recorded voice instructing how to use the altar, and nothing else.

The better seedlings must get more than the ordinary seedlings, so he has to rush to the good seedlings and help them improve their spirits.

Zhang Jian curled his lips: Go, go.

hehe.

The front of his eyes began to shake violently, Zhang Jian's body lost weight instantly, and then he sat down on the ground.

In front of the eyes, the altar also turned into a few people who were talking and laughing happily.

Zhang Jian patted his buttocks and stood up, looked at the six training camp instructors with sluggish faces in front of him and said with a smile: Hello, instructors.

The six mentors nodded stiffly, and turned their heads to look at each other, their eyes full of wonder.

Why is this person's appearance so special?

Others are on the ground, but he is on the ground.

Mentors are not allowed to ask students, they can only discuss in private.