However, when the other party heard Luo Jiujiang calling his name, he immediately responded happily: "Hey, idiot!"
If you only pay attention to his mood, you would think that the New Year is about to come.
Luo Jiujiang had been a bit nervous about facing him, but now he was in a state of confusion. Regardless of whether the Five Elements Essence had taken ages to transform, whether he only had the mind of a child, or whether he was just an old demon pretending to be so, Luo Jiujiang remained calm, unmoved and composed.
He quickly sorted out his general thoughts, then followed the clues he had arranged beforehand, asking questions one by one. Naturally, there were a number of "ball and hammer collision" type of blunders, but Luo Jiujiang had already mentally prepared for such incidents. Whenever he encountered difficulties, he would patiently change his story and try again.
As the two of them exchanged words, Luo Jiujiang had a rough idea of the Five Elements' communication abilities. For example, nouns should always be expressed in the simplest terms, and if a noun had more than three characters, the other party would have difficulty understanding it. Sometimes, the answers given would deviate significantly from the previous ones, almost making Luo Jiujiang feel like he was stuck.
Time flew by during the question-and-answer period. Luo Jiujiang counted his pulse and estimated that roughly half an hour had passed.
This was the first time he encountered such a situation, so he naturally asked about every detail. It was just rare that the Five Elements Spirit, a baby with a sweet voice, had the patience to answer his questions over and over again, and he would giggle from time to time in between, as if he was playing some interesting game.
The more Luo Jiujiang learned about the chaotic situation, the more solemn he became. The children's laughter ringing in his ears was innocent and happy, but Luo Jiujiang only felt a slight headache.
If the spirit of the five elements had not made an arbitrary judgment, the chaos in the center of the mountain was originally only a ball the size of a fist (according to Luo Jiujiang's repeated confirmation, he learned that this fist was the fist of the Dragon God, so it must have been as big as a basket). It just spread out in strands over the past ten thousand years, and there was a thin part that covered the entire center of the mountain. Therefore, it would not be wrong to say that Luo Jiujiang encountered chaos as soon as he entered the mountain.
But the thickest and most primitive chaos is right where the essence of the five elements and Luo Jiujiang are currently standing.
It is no wonder that Luo Jiujiang did not notice along the way what was the difference between the place with chaos and other parts of the mountain. After all, chaos is distributed everywhere, the only difference is the amount.
In addition, Luo Jiujiang also learned a very important piece of information from the spirit of the five elements.
That is the attribute of chaos.
Its characteristic is not ordinariness, but chaos.
The ordinariness, mediocrity and insignificance that Luo Jiujiang perceived along the way were also part of its chaotic nature.
What exactly is chaos?
For ordinary people, if there are ten fixed tasks to do every day, but today there are suddenly twenty things to do, it will be a chaos; for the monsters in the Three Thousand Worlds, they have lived in their tribe for generations, but today a powerful person has conceived a baby. Frightened by his aura, countless monsters within a hundred miles have fled in panic, and finally half of the forest has been swept up in this mighty tide. That is also chaos.
For livestock raised day by day, humans picking sheep from the flock for shearing and pulling cattle from the cattle pen for slaughter are still considered chaos.
But at this moment, the chaos that Luo Jiujiang faced was much broader than all the chaos mentioned above.
The real, deepest, most violent chaos is the silent undercurrent that surges and encompasses everything.
Luo Jiujiang tried three times in a row, just trying to perform the simplest Qingshui Jue. Unexpectedly, the first time, he produced a round ball of clay. The second time, he failed miserably. The third time was even more outrageous. He directly held a completely different ball of fire in his hand. However, even though he could feel the scorching heat, Luo Jiujiang still didn't see any light.
It's as if the chaos here cannot be illuminated by any light.
He raised his hands in front of his eyes and gave up the fourth attempt. His expression gradually became serious.
At this moment, Luo Jiujiang's finger was only an inch away from his sight, but it was literally "pitch black". However, this was not what he cared about most. What he cared about most was——
Luo Jiujiang snapped his fingers.
The sound is weak.
Luo Jiujiang has been practicing the Sound Killing Technique diligently since he learned it. He often uses it as a surprise weapon when fighting with others. Later, he received personal instruction from Mr. Gongyi for half a month, and his skills have been further improved. His sensitivity to sound has also increased significantly.
In this situation where it was so quiet that I could even hear my own heartbeat and breathing, the sound of snapping fingers that should have been clearly audible was actually lighter than I expected.
...No, he could no longer hear his own heartbeat and breathing.
Luo Jiujiang didn't hear the familiar crackling sound when he threw out the fireball, and he felt something was wrong. Now that he had verified it himself, he realized that it was indeed the case.
First, his vision was useless, and then his hearing was difficult to use. Fortunately, he could still feel whether the fabric on his body was rough or not, and his sense of touch should be fine, but he didn't know about his sense of smell and taste...
Just as he thought of this, Luo Jiujiang suddenly froze.
Almost in a flash, Luo Jiujiang's external spiritual perception was completely cut off, as if a flame was easily extinguished by someone, or as if it fell into a huge dark and bottomless mouth. No matter how hard Luo Jiujiang tried, he had no place to exert force.
“…”
You know, Luo Jiujiang's use of spiritual consciousness is much more frequent than his use of sound killing. In order to train his spiritual consciousness, Zhen Shuangliu had thrown him into the Five Poison Cave.
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