The mark of consciousness gave Wu Mo the initial feeling that it was like a pimple on his skin, with a faint white light shining at the tip of his nose.
However, when Wu Mo's attention immediately caught its position, the bright spot burst out with milky brilliance, instantly blinding Wu Mo's spiritual consciousness, and even sounded the sonorous sound of Jin Ge in Wu Mo's mind. sound.
Wu Mo himself did not realize that his spiritual consciousness had invaded Kulu's sea of consciousness at that time!
It's not just about hanging around, it's really going in.
It is an alien space different from the real world.
The seventeen-year-old green boy had no idea how dangerous his actions were. The moment he interacted with the bright spot was the closest he had ever come to death in his life. It can be said that he stepped into the gate of hell with both feet. .
That milky brilliance is not only the talisman given to Kuru by the mark of divine consciousness, but also the guard guarding the treasure of the mark. You must know that the mark of divine consciousness is not only a locator, but also a treasure house of divine consciousness inheritance.
This is a method commonly used by powerful people to pass down their spiritual consciousness.
For all those who covet it, collision means disaster.
The owner of the mark never expected that with Wu Mo's child-like skill, his weak spiritual consciousness could penetrate the reality of time and space barriers and touch the origin of Kulu's soul!
Can this still be considered a freshly baked chicken?
The old monster did not expect that the Taotie Spirit Pattern given to Wu Mo as a reward would have been assimilated by Wu Mo after just rolling around in Wu Mo's consciousness, and inadvertently, he spontaneously developed the behavior of protecting his master.
When Wu Mo's spiritual consciousness was about to collapse, the Taotie spiritual pattern flickered weakly and transformed into an ancient strange beast. He opened his big mouth and just sucked it in!
This is a spirit pattern form that even the old monster has never seen before. It resembles the Pixiu in ancient Chinese myths and legends.
Pixiu and the mark of divine consciousness have the same origin. This mouthful not only absorbed most of the milky brilliance energy, but also saved Wu Mo, and at the same time, it also became the fuse to break the mark of divine consciousness!
In other words, the energy of the guardian mark was stored in Wu Mo's body in a different way.
Pixiu showed a slightly anthropomorphic expression of satisfaction, turned into a swirling pattern, and fell lightly.
Do good deeds without leaving a name, wave your hand and don’t take away a single cloud.
To put it bluntly, the essence of spiritual patterns is also a tool for spiritual users to use spiritual energy.
Equipment has always been a multiplier for human combat effectiveness.
The divine consciousness mark then exploded.
Misfortune depends on blessing.
This is a kind of luck that cannot be copied.
God said, let there be light!
Although Wu Mo has a weak spiritual consciousness, his soul is still in chaos. The brilliance is like the first ray of dawn in the original universe, lighting up Wu Mo's spiritual world.
The little python bear Kuruton is another beneficiary. Although the share of energy it obtains is far less than that of Wu Mo, it is still enough to give birth to its own soul. To put it another way, if Kuru is allowed to use his own ability to activate the inheritance mark, it may take a year, it may take ten years, or it may take a lifetime!
Without Wu Mo himself knowing it, he received a great gift that originally belonged to Kulu. Like a newly hatched egg-laying animal, it ate the eggshell with a squeaking sound and grabbed the first pot of gold from the bird's life.
A flash of brilliance created two souls who would be all-powerful in the future.
Strength and luck are really a pair of natural enemies, and no one can live without the other.
"Scared, I seem to have missed several hundred million?"
Wu Mo didn't know that he almost received the lunch box. The moment he lost his spiritual consciousness, he clearly felt a different kind of energy, passing him by, turning into bright fireworks, scattered out bit by bit, and mixed with the surroundings. space integrated into one.
That is the inherited information of the divine consciousness mark.
As an outsider, Wu Mo was lucky enough to be able to absorb pure energy. He had no involvement in the relevant inheritance information and belonged entirely to Kulu.
Human beings are really greedy animals.
When the rabbit rises and the falcon falls, Wu Mo completes the reorganization of his spiritual consciousness in a daze. He was unwilling to miss out on the mysterious energy and did not check his own status. His newly recovered spiritual consciousness impatiently reached towards Kulu again, but he ran into an invisible transparent barrier. He clearly felt that in the mist inside the barrier, there was a vague light spot, flying up and down, as if swimming happily in the sea.
He vaguely concluded that this active light spot was definitely not a mark of divine consciousness!
Wu Mo suddenly realized that the old monster's consciousness was blocked by him in the same way!
A breath even weaker than Wu Mo's spiritual consciousness rushed towards his face.
"I'm Kuru!"
"I assume you also have spiritual awareness? What is that flying spot of light inside you?"
"What the hell, that's my soul!"
"Soul? So ugly?"
"Tch, go back and take a look, you must be less handsome than me!"
"Ah! Soul! Where is my soul?"
"In your own sea of consciousness."
"Sea of consciousness?"
"The space where the soul resides is an independent space called the sea of consciousness."
Kuru's joy was beyond words. He finally caught up with the man in front of him and stood on the same starting line as him.
The feeling of being suppressed really sucks!
From then on, Kulu could communicate with Wu Mo easily without wailing, and it knew much more than Wu Mo, who had a dark look in his eyes.
The little python bear Kuru has now become the legitimate Kuruton.
"Wu Mo..."
"You are a newborn little thing, no matter how big or small, your name is Mo...Uncle!"
Kulu pulled his little short claw several times and was very unconvinced.
"Who's just born? I'm seven years old!"
"Seven years old? How do you grow up to nod like this?"
"The ancestor said that I have to practice the spiritual patterns on my body before I can grow taller."
Ancestor? It seems to be that old monster. Is it an old bear spirit?
Have you practiced? What the hell? Oh, it should be able to be hidden. . . In this way, little Kulu will not grow up in the short term, so I can keep my gold coins!
Wu Mo gestured happily, "Yeah!"
Kulu raised his bright little eyes and sent a very serious message,
"Uncle Mo? You want to take advantage of me! Huh, you don't have a beard, how can you let me call you uncle?"
"Damn it, you, you, you still know about beards?"
"That's right, this princess knows a lot."
Kuru placed his two small front paws in front of his long kiss, with little stars in his eyes.
"Ancestor said that if I awaken, I can name myself. Please call me Princess Kulu from now on."
The little python bear performed an elegant princess ceremony. Even though he was trapped in the prison with a basket on his back, the short legs and claws under the pose did not feel out of place. Wu Mo was stunned and stunned.
"Are you a human or a bear?"
Kuru raised his chin slightly, with an indescribable arrogance in his expression.
"Idiot! With your little knowledge, you still want me to call you uncle? All things come from the same origin. Does it matter whether I am a bear or a human?"
"No wonder our ancestors look down on Danurubi's barbarians. Their cognitive level is really pitifully low. Even a Shinto like you is not exempt from vulgarity."
Wu Mo scratched his chest speechlessly. What evil had I done? Every one of these guys I met had a more vicious tongue than the last!
"Okay, okay, I was defeated by you, what do you want me to do?"
"We have to go to that medicinal garden that ancestor mentioned right now."
"Why?"
"There is requiem fruit there, which is what we need most at the moment. It is the best tonic to calm the soul."
Kuru jumped on his short legs in the basket and swayed the cane. When the oil vine was not soaked in water, it was impossible for it to break open, and it was even less possible now.
"Wu Mo...Brother Mo, release me quickly!"
Those hateful human monsters had locked up this lively little angel like me for so long, and it had already gone crazy from the frustration.
This human named Wu Mo is not a good bird either, he has no eyesight at all.
A heavy breath blew onto Kulu's face. The little python bear stretched out its short paw, wiped away a few drops of saliva, and let out a dissatisfied grunt.
"I asked you to open the cage, why are you so close?"
"Tell me, what is that old guy?"
"Ah, you are so rude! You have no manners at all. Ancestor Xunmu is our god of Danurubi... Ouch, let go and don't pinch my nose!"
"Ho ho, what the hell! This old guy buys and sells by force. One day I will have to settle this account with him."
Kulu became alert and forgot that his nose was still caught in Wu Mo's finger.
"Settling the score? You swore that the medicine garden is half mine!"
"When did I make such an oath? Why didn't I know?"
"The soul oath does not require any form of expression."
"Then I didn't approve it either. Why do you say I swore an oath?"
Four small eyes stared at each other in spiritual consciousness. Wu Mo finally felt guilty and quickly lost the battle, muttering,
"Um, your god, Ancestor Xunmu? Huh? Why is this name so familiar? The old monster is a sacred tree?!"
