Rebirth of the Great Desolation: I am Red Cloud

Chapter 1 Reborn Chaos
Where is this, my consciousness gradually came to life.It's gray and can't see anything, it's quiet, there's no sound at all, it can clearly feel its own existence, but it can't tell what it is.What surrounds me is like air and stagnant water, and my body is like a cloud, or a piece of marshmallow, and I am wrapped in this ball of marshmallow, so I say no here Clear, floating bit by bit in an unknown place.

In this way, from east to west, boundless, in this empty space around, without familiar light and darkness, and without any existing space, stay bored, thinking about past experiences, to make up for the inner turmoil. It's boring, but it's also interesting to say, my memory is so good for some reason, I even remembered the trivial matter of scalding the neighbor's cat with boiling water when I was a child, just like that, thinking about everything in the past over and over again, repeating every a shot.

Bored, looking around, it is still empty, surrounded by water-like substances, I can feel that every time the water-like substances get into my body, I will absorb a very small amount of the water, And my primordial spirit also grew up a little bit, and the refreshing feeling is like jumping into the cold water after taking a sauna. My primordial spirit can feel those water-like substances, one after another, strands, and clusters, Like paste, how could there be so much chaotic matter in this gray space?Could it be the chaotic spirit? Could it be that saving someone once made me travel back to the chaotic era where the world is still undecided? I wouldn’t be so lucky, it’s much harder than a big prize.But if you want me to win the big prize, why don't you let me go back to a good time and a good place?
When I was sure that I had really returned to the chaotic era when the world was not judged, it seemed that I was the only one in the whole space, and even the Pangu who opened the sky was nowhere to be seen. The world is really a place of the weak and the strong, where the fittest survive. There is no football, no hot girls, and no Internet. There is only one party at odds, drawing swords against each other. Under the great power, the soul is destroyed, and there is no chance of reincarnation. Oh my God, how did I come to this place.Sigh, forget it, if you come, you will be safe, hurry up and practice, whether it is the chaos that has not yet opened, or the prehistoric world in the future, if you want to live and live well, you must have strength. In the era of the jungle, strength is everything.

Greedy self-centered, absorbing streams of chaotic airflow, and continuously compressing it in this marshmallow-like soul, just like this, constantly sucking and pressing, the marshmallow body continues to grow, and the soul also grows. It keeps growing, more and more like a piece of cotton candy, and like a nebula, getting bigger and bigger.I don't know how long it has passed, it may be a year, or it may be 1 years. During these hundreds of millions of years of practice, Marshmallow Yuanshen gradually comprehended the law of practice, which is the law contained in the chaos, the way of heaven Zhili, as if he has a deep understanding of this space, the primordial spirit has been able to absorb the surrounding chaotic airflow like a whale, and then rotates and circulates with the body of the marshmallow, constantly nourishing the growth of the primordial spirit, making it more concise , the spiritual consciousness is also abnormally strong, covering the chaotic space of hundreds of millions of kilometers.But whether it is the growth of my spiritual consciousness or the growth of my soul, I still look like this marshmallow, and I still can't transform into a human form. Maybe there is something wrong with the sugar.Forget it, don’t worry about it, continue to practice, only when you have a goal can you be motivated, and for a better life in the future, being strong is the most important thing.

Hundreds of millions of years have passed, and my cotton candy-like cloud has grown bigger and bigger, and in this piece of cotton candy, a star-like substance has formed, shining brightly, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a sky full of stars. Well, count them, huh, huh, not too many, not too many, exactly 360 five, and the circuit of my primordial spirit practice, the path of circulation just connects these star-shaped substances, like an invisible line connecting these star-like objects. Stringed into an irregular whole, they constantly absorb the chaotic airflow in the space. As my marshmallow soul keeps spinning, it goes round and round. , the marshmallow will increase by one point, and the mana will also increase accordingly.

Just like this, I was silent in the chaos, year after year, until bursts of rumbling noises woke me up in silence.

(End of this chapter)