Zhao Song looked carefully at himself in the mirror. In the mirror, Zhao Song saw that his clothes had been changed into Tianyi.

Seamless.

He saw Jin Mu Yuanjun wearing this dress, but he didn't expect that he was wearing this kind of clothes in his soul state.

This is more than just a few.

Zhao Song looked at his back.

Behind him, there were many phantoms.

Zhao Song saw water patterns, thunder patterns, and iron vouchers for alchemy books.

He stretched out his hand back, trying to touch the traces.

Unfortunately, the traces were as ethereal as clouds and as elegant as water. Although they were all there, he could not touch them at all. Among these visions, the most conspicuous one was the towering mountain behind him.

Zhao Song didn't know this mountain.

He could not turn around and see the mountain, because the mountain was right behind him, and as he turned around, he could not turn around and see the mountain.

Zhao Song couldn't touch these things, but he knew that there seemed to be many symbols in his soul.

He observed himself in the mirror up and down, and Master Guyi also carefully observed Zhao Song. She knew what these symbols on Zhao Song meant, and that the symbols of power were manifested.

But she couldn't understand the meaning of these traces.

There is a lack of this in American comics. Even if the ancient master is well-versed in ancient times, she cannot analyze what is behind Zhao Song.

For her, this is a completely new knowledge system.

Although she couldn't understand what was behind Zhao Song, she knew that there was no problem with the information shown behind Zhao Song. He did not find any aura related to the White Prisoner.

"The problem does not appear above the soul."

Master Gu Yi said that Zhao Song's soul and spirit return to his orifice.

At this time, even Zhao Song frowned a little.

Is the problem not on the soul, or is it the problem lies in the soul, but it is not visible at the moment?

No matter which one is, the information it brings is even more uneasy.

Gu Yi thought carefully for ten minutes before saying to Zhao Song: "I have another way here, but it's a bit of risky, and you need your cooperation."

"Cooperate? How to cooperate?"

Zhao Song did not agree to the other party rashly. Master Gu Yi said that he was a little risky, which means that this method was risky. As a risky method, Zhao Song, as the party involved, must consider the gains and losses clearly.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhao Song asked, the Supreme Master carefully sang words, but later found that he could not prepare for her plan. She used a piece of magic to express what she was about to do.

Zhao Song glanced at him and understood.

From his understanding, the Supreme Master wants to open his subconscious and ask him to go to his subconscious mind to take a look.

The human brain will remember almost everything, but it will not analyze everything.

A large amount of useless and lengthy information will be automatically blocked by the brain and swept into the garbage dump.

Otherwise, the brain, as a CPU, will sooner or later overclock and smoke.

Under such circumstances, Master Gu Yi believed that Zhao Song's head actually had memories of the time, but because of various possibilities, his brain sealed this information.

What she wanted to do was to remind Zhao Song of this information.

This is undoubtedly an adventure.

Especially for Zhao Song, no matter what direction this information looks at, it must be risky.

Otherwise, Zhao Song's brain would not have blocked it actively.

But compared to a time bomb in his mind, Zhao Song would rather detonate it in front of the Supreme Master Gu Yi.

"I can give it a try."

Zhao Song said firmly. Master Gu Yi did not get started rashly this time. She clapped her hands, and the scenery around Zhao Song suddenly changed.

Ancient One's mastery of space magic has reached the realm of transformation.

She took Zhao Song to a vague statue of god. Zhao Song took a look at the statue and found that it was a Hindu god.

As for who it was, Zhao Song didn't know.

The ancient mage reached out and lit a stick of incense. Judging from the smell of this stick of incense, it should be that there were a lot of spices added to the mugwort.

In this fragrance, Zhao Song was a little drowsy.

"A lot of these spices grow in the dimension of the demon lord, which I traded, and they have the effect of calmness and concentration."

Master Gu Yi also spent a lot of effort to protect Zhao Song.

She values ​​Zhao Song very much. If she can't hurt Zhao Song, she will never hurt Zhao Song.

When the ghost of time has not had so many, she can still peek into the timeline of the future.

No matter what, Zhao Song is a key figure in the magic dimension of the future earth, and she cannot sit idly by and watch something happen to this figure.

When something happened to Zhao Song, she couldn't ignore it.

It's about retirement, no carelessness!

Gu Yi took out another bowl from his hand and tapped it lightly.

Zhao Song slowly fell asleep, at least he closed his eyes.

Master Gu Yi took a deep breath and could see that at this time, the Supreme Master also began to be nervous.

She stretched out her hands and Zhao Song naturally floated up. The hands of the Gu Yi master appeared on Zhao Song's head, and the light began to seep into Zhao Song's head.

She muttered something in her mouth and listened carefully, but couldn't hear anything.

Zhao Song himself also entered a very strange state. He saw the towering mountains in his sea of ​​consciousness and the deep sea.

Nothing is important. What matters is that he saw the golden silk book in the sky!

That is the List of Gods!

It was also the first time he had seen the List of Gods. Beside the List of Gods, there was a golden sun.

The sun's light shone on him warmly.

"Zhao Song, what did you see?"

Gu Yi's voice was as ethereal as smoke and clouds, and it was passed from unknown places, but Zhao Song did not answer Gu Yi's words.

He walked forward, and in front of him was a lake as big as the sea.

This is a standard sentence.

But Zhao Song felt that this description was accurate. The entire lake was as quiet as a mirror. In this mirror-like distance, there was the mountain.

This is the first time Zhao Song has seen such a magnificent scenery.

"Is this my sea of ​​consciousness?"

Zhao Song murmured to himself.

He remembered the scenery he saw after eating the elixir last time. I guess the scenery he saw at that time was the beautiful scenery in front of him, right?

Unfortunately, it was only the first time he ate the elixir that he saw the scene in front of him. No matter how many elixirs he ate, the view of this inward view had never appeared.

This is the second time he has seen in the sea of ​​consciousness.

As Zhao Song walked by the lake, he saw more and more scenery, and finally Zhao Song finally saw what he had forgotten by the river.

He saw another self, stood by the river and fished, using Luya!

"Hello, outsider."

Seeing Zhao Song coming, the fishing man said softly, and he turned his face and looked at Zhao Song.

Zhao Song found that his eyes were pure white.

To be precise, his eyes should be transparent, and the reason why they appear pure white is because there is endless light in his eyes.

No, it’s not that there is light in his eyes!

It's him, he's light!

"You are the outsider."

Zhao Song pointed to his sea of ​​consciousness and said, "This is my territory."

"No, this is my world."

Hearing Zhao Song snatching the initiative with him, Zhao Song said lightly: "No, you are an outsider. This is my world, the world I created.

The whole world is mine, and you are the outsider."

"Damn!"

Zhao Song couldn't help but finally spoke up a swear word.
To be continued...