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Chapter two hundred and eighty fourth texture change

Ye Chu stared at these patterns and did not remember them with care. He knew that these patterns were strange. Even if he was careful, he could not record them. Use a reader,! | March 8 Literature

Looking at these patterns, the patterns are simply outlined, just like a little kid outlined with branches. Ye Chu could not remember these ordinary patterns.

The more magical these textures are, the more interested Ye Chu is, and the more unwilling he is.

"I can't remember it, I just have to remember it!"

Ye Chu did not believe in evil, and the mind pattern vibrated out of the sea of ​​qi. The mind pattern burst out with sounds, nine stars were beading, and a ray of light was 'shooting' to pierce the illusory void. This book was first published[]

Ye Chu evolved with his intention patterns and evolved according to these patterns, imprinting these textures in Ye Chu's intention patterns.

Ye Chu is extraordinary in nature, and these textures are not complicated. Ye Chu is imprinted bit by bit. Although it is a bit difficult, he can barely do it. Ye Chu knows that he cannot remember it, so he can only rely on this method to imprint all these textures into the mind patterns.

If there were more complex textures, Ye Chu could not imprint them at all, but Ye Chu could still imprint such a simple mind pattern.

Ye Chu has extraordinary styles, but it is difficult to imprint so many textures. In this space, Ye Chu turns into a brand and practice, imprinting these textures piece by piece.

Ye Chu spent countless hours and finally branded the tattoo here to the tattoo. When he did this, Ye Chu felt that he was about to exhaust himself. The project was too big. If he hadn't been for his extraordinary Yuan Ling, he would have been unable to do this at all.

When the last texture was imprinted by Ye Chu in the mind pattern, the mind pattern slowly merged into Ye Chu's body..._Three^8^Wenyi^Xue_) But this mind pattern had just been integrated into Ye Chu's body, and those simple textures that could not be simpler actually slowly swim in Ye Chu's mind pattern.

As the texture swims, everything is broken, and these simple textures are reorganized, combined with each other, and entangled.

Without time to stop Ye Chu, thousands of textures began to change, constantly reorganizing and interlacing. The originally simple textures began to slowly turn into complex textures, and these complex textures were reorganized again and turned into more complex textures.

It is in this kind of change that thousands of textures are entangled and gradually merged together.

With the simplest texture reorganization, a mysterious and complex texture appeared on Ye Chu's mind pattern. Thousands of textures actually blended into one, and this texture was imprinted on Ye Chu's mind pattern like a flower.

These many flowers are very strange, and the petals are actually flowing, flowing like weak water. Just when Ye Chu was puzzled, the many flowers suddenly changed and turned into a river, suddenly rushing, with three thousand weak waters flowing continuously.

The texture is not as simple as before, but a kind of mystery and simplicity. Just by taking a look, Ye Chu felt that his soul was about to be absorbed.

From the texture, there is the breath of Tao and Dharma, as if it is blended with the heaven and earth, and the breath of heaven and earth. When Ye Chu saw this texture, he couldn't help but flash a river in his mind. The river had three thousand weak waters flowing endlessly. The mysterious and quaint aura emanated from it, and the ancient and grandeur was as if it had existed for countless years, and the ancient one was not as good as it was.

Ye Chu's mind pattern merged into the sea of ​​qi, and when he got the texture, he also sank into Ye Chu's sea of ​​qi. This texture penetrated into it, causing the black iron to tremble, confirming that Ye Chu's texture on the black iron had a shimmer that was completely different, and he entangled with it.

At the same time, the texture obtained on Ye Chu's arm in the ancient nightmare forbidden land also rioted a terrifying light. The three were entangled together, and the riotous light fell on Ye Chu's arm, and Ye Chu's cool arm actually disappeared in an instant.

After the coolness disappeared, these textures continued to sink into Ye Chu's Qihai, imprinted on Ye Chu's mind patterns, and followed the mind patterns into Ye Chu's Yuanling, imprinted on Ye Chu's Yuanling.

The black iron pattern could not remain on Ye Chu's Yuanling, but the texture obtained by the ancient nightmare forbidden land and the texture that turned into three thousand weak water at this moment were on Ye Chu's Yuanling.

After these two textures imprinted the Yuan Ling, Ye Chu clearly felt that the Yuan Ling had a drastic change. A cool feeling spread throughout Ye Chu's Yuan Ling, and a sad feeling spread throughout his body.

A kind of miserable and powerless pain all came to Ye Chu's heart. At this moment, Ye Chu felt that his life was worse than death, and he was extremely uncomfortable. The world was full of sorrow and his heart was ashamed. The first release of this book[]

Ye Chu has not only experienced this feeling once, but he has experienced it many times. But this time it became even stronger. Ye Chu seemed to be there, and his favorite died in front of him repeatedly.

This is an illusion, but it has a kind of sadness and desolation that makes people crazy.

Ye Chu was shocked. This time the feeling was even stronger than when he touched the statue last time. Ye Chu really felt that kind of mentality was ashamed.

Ye Chu just clenched his fists, his face was sad, and Bai Xuan flashed through his mind, Yaoyao flashed through, and even Tan Miaotong flashed through. Ye Chu was unwilling. The last time he was lost, he almost died. The feeling was stronger than the last time, which was enough to make him unable to withstand it.

Ye Chu thought that he would be "disguised" and would follow in the footsteps of the supreme and die in the world like him.

But after a moment, Ye Chu still maintained his rationality. Although the coldness and sorrow occupied his mind, his consciousness was not lost. Ye Chu burst into tears, but he stood there awake and did not self-harm and gave up his vitality.

This result made Ye Chu stunned, and his mind sank into the Yuan Ling, and he found that there were two textures in the Yuan Ling flashing with light. These lights had strange effects, which gave Ye Chu a sense of clarity. It was this sense of clarity that made him still maintain his rationality.

The feeling of desolation and sadness still spread throughout Ye Chu's body. Ye Chu's face was filled with tears, and tears flowed down like pearls falling, and his heart was ashamed. His only reason made him stand there motionless and not do stupid things.

This feeling persisted for an hour, and then slowly faded after an hour.

After returning to normal, Ye Chu stared blankly at the ground wet with tears. After a moment of loss, he couldn't help laughing: "I'm not confused, I'm not confused!"

Ye Chu was very excited and never felt so happy. This time he had never lost his life, which means that life was once again in his own hands.

Although I felt uncomfortable just now, as long as I didn’t lose my own life, everything didn’t matter, and nothing was more happy than living.

“Those textures…”
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