Chapter 2682 (1/2)
After the crowd left, the door of the ancestral hall of the Du family was also closed again.
”HISHI, HISHI...”
In the sarcophagus, Du Shaofu's body was ablaze with electric arc, flashing terrible majesty and light.
Above him, the shadow of the green undead grass was no longer affected by the power of thunder and lightning. Instead, it became more and more bright and crystal, delicate and dripping, and released the dim luster.
The vast vitality of Du Shaofu's body is still large and large.
With the thunder of Du Shaofu's body constantly gathering, in his body, there is also a rolling electric light flowing wildly.
The tiny electric lights intertwined with each other and condensed into a bunch of thick thunder. They were flying through Du Shaofu's meridians, brushing his body again and again.
Gradually, this pair of re condensed body, slowly become strong, after undergoing the baptism of the power of lightning, muscles and bones, become extremely tough.
When the thick thunder went through 108 days in Du Shaofu's body, it finally lurked down, and the light slowly faded away and quietly dormant.
If Du Shaofu had consciousness at this time, he only needed a little prodding, and the thunder would burst out with incomparable terrifying power.
This is the remolded thunderbolt!
With the passage of time, on the second day, all the thunder and lightning in the sarcophagus of Du's ancestral temple disappeared, and all of them were collected from Du Shaofu's body surface.
Moreover, the shadow of the immortal grass finally faded down and finally broke away from the void.
The infinite vitality that emanates is only a little residual wave, but it is also rapidly spreading to the heaven and earth.
Only in Du Shaofu's mind, the thunderbolt was still flashing, releasing the blazing light.
It can be said that Du Shaofu's physical body has reached his peak. As long as he wakes up, all his accomplishments can be directly displayed as before.
But after all, his spirit has not returned, and what lies in the sarcophagus at this time is just a body without consciousness.
Such a body, in the absence of soul guidance, even if it has the most powerful strength, it can not play out.
It was for this reason that the other strong men of the wasteland were worried about it.
However, Zhen Qingchun is right. They are just worrying.
There are three thousand masters of the world and the Dragon God, so there must be no mistakes in everything.
In fact, it was just as they expected.
Because, Du Shaofu's consciousness still exists all the time, but this kind of existence way is very special.
Du Tingxuan, Zhen Qingchun, Du Xiaoyao and Xiaoxing were not wrong in their earlier feelings. Du Shaofu's original spirit was indeed dissipated.
In the case of the origin of the law of combustion and the power of the original God, the devil, including his consciousness, could not survive.
However, no one knows that there is still a faint sense of recovery, awakening and return in a certain special space.
”Hum, hum...”
In the strange space, this faint consciousness sends out extremely subtle fluctuations, which is infinitely weaker than a mole ant reptile.
This silk consciousness has been in a muddle, even who they are, what they are, where they come from and where they are going.
”It” can not perceive its own body, can not know what kind of existence it is.
The only thing I can feel in my little consciousness is that I'm constantly spinning.
”Shua...”
All of a sudden, a glimmer of light came, shining on this wisp of consciousness, but it seemed like a daybreak, making ”it” feel a twinge of pain.
”It hurts. Close your eyes!”
This wisp of consciousness sends out a little fluctuation, expressing the feeling of the moment.
That is, after the pain, ”it” subconsciously wanted to close its eyes, but found that it did not seem to have eyes at all.
”What are eyes?”
”It” gradually adapted to the ”strong light” of the irradiation, but not from the emergence of new questions.
Then, more questions emerged one by one.
”Why can't I move?”
”What about my body?”
”What is the body?”
”What am I?”
”Where is this?”
”Who am I?”
……
More and more questions converge, and subtle fluctuations are constantly taking place on this faint consciousness.
”Ah My head hurts... ”
It seems that the doubts will burst under the consciousness.
With its small size, it is simply not enough to bear the ”infinitely huge” stream of consciousness. At any time, it may be shaken apart by the ever-increasing backlog of doubts and disappear between the heaven and the earth.Countless questions, endless confusion, boundless pain.
But it is when it can not bear, suddenly there is a warm flowing over, like a Wang Qingquan flowing into the heart, constantly moistening the weak consciousness, making it grow slowly.
Then, out of the void space around it, a figure, like the God between heaven and earth, stood beside the weak consciousness.
”It's time to wake up for the descendants of Du family.”
The domineering man said in a low voice, with unspeakable dignity between his brows.
His great and tall body stands as if the whole space exists because of him.
”Descendants of the Du family? What are the descendants of the Du family? ”
The faint consciousness was puzzled again, but this time, because of the boundless warmth wrapped in ”it”, it was no longer unbearable because of such thinking.
On the contrary, ”it” gradually adapted and began to think about this ”profound” problem.
With constant thinking, this wisp of consciousness, also slowly remembered a lot of things.
”I'm a descendant of the Du family.”
”Yes, I am Du Shaofu!”
”Have I not died with the devil?”
”I'm still alive?”
”What is this place?”
”Is it the reincarnation of the nether world?”
……
Finally, ”it” knew its own identity, and soon remembered everything.
He was Du Shaofu. He fought with him in order to prevent the killing of demons in the cataclysm of the evil cult, burning the origin of the law and the power of the original God.
In the end, he knew that the devil had consumed all his life, and that he had to fly away in smoke.
However, he is willing to die for the sake of his close relatives, love, friends and people to live in peace!
However, why did it appear in such a space at this time, and some people were talking to themselves?
Thinking of this, Du Shaofu could not help but ”look” to the front.
There, a tall middle-aged man is standing quietly, like a giant God.
His body is branded in Nothingness as if it were with heaven and earth.
Seeing such a figure, Du Shaofu could not help but ”opened his mouth wide”. After a long time, he sent out a wave of spirit: ”ancestors!”
It's true that the great and tall figure, which coincides with heaven and earth, is the ancestor of his Du family who once integrated the way of heaven.
”You wake up at last!”
The ancestors stepped forward slightly. On his angular face, his bright eyes looked at Du Shaofu, but there was a kind of love hidden in his majesty.
”Descendants of Du's family, see you first...”
Seeing this, Du Shaofu was preparing to kneel to the ground and salute his ancestors.
However, he suddenly found that he had no body at all, only a consciousness remained.
”This...”
It was impossible for Du Shaofu to do this, and Du Shaofu himself was stunned for a long time.
He is still alive, but the flesh is gone.
Moreover, he can clearly feel that what he has now is not the state of primordial spirit at all, but only a trace of the remaining spirit.
In this way, it seems that there is no difference between death and death.
”Little fellow, don't salute. You are still in a bad state. You can recover as soon as possible. Many people are waiting for you outside.”
With a smile in his mouth, he said to Du Shaofu kindly.