(Another recommended book: Fantasy Game Evolution!

The following is the introduction: The real name of this book is: "Even in infinite space, I just want to be a quiet home!", "I am forced to choose to participate in infinite games, I will not easily choose to take it with a dog!"

"If you want to die, I will accompany you to die!"

This is a theme that has been played with, the protagonist who has been played with, has gradually become a scumbag, and the infinite flow that has been played with.

Ling Yan, who was forced to participate in the game, said: I am just a little accountant from Tongfuli, Shanghai (heavy fog)

——Well, in short, it’s just the joyful direction of playing with memes~ Just go to Happy Bookstore to collect it~(Run~))

"Are you considered surrender?" Faced with the shepherd's performance at this time, Ling Yan showed a helpless expression and said, "Although the entrustment is a commission, I also have to do things myself."

"So, do you need to go deeper into it? What is your purpose this time?" Faced with Ling Yan's question at this moment, the shepherd asked.

"Hey, of course~" He smiled for granted: "After all, I finally arrived at the gate. Isn't it too wasteful if I don't go in? For what there?"

"The library that truly records everything is a mysterious existence that is hidden by this magic library and Gaia Library."

“Akasha Library~”

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There have always been many controversies about the word Akasha and other related things, well. Although it can be said that there are many controversies required for any inexplicable things.

By the way, the more debates the more it means that the thing is getting hotter...

However, now it’s not just about complaining about such things.

The Akashic record in the real world is the Akashic record in Western spiritual science as the eighth consciousness, that is, the Alaya consciousness in Buddhist Tantra This consciousness can record the reincarnation situation over countless kalpas of life and all related knowledge.

The so-called concept of Akash originated in India. In Brahman literature, "Akash" is described as "the spiritual-matter of the universe", which includes all existence and development. Similar to it, "Brahma" (one of the main gods of Brahmanism and Hinduism, the god of creation. It also refers to the foundation of life) is generally regarded as an impersonal and unrecognizable highest cosmic principle in essence. All things come from it, and all things return to it. It is not entity, non-material, non-innate and eternal existence, and has no beginning or end.

According to the ancient Indian theory, Brahma "can penetrate everything and give vitality to the supreme gods or mineral atoms that are small to the extreme." The secret theory of ancient India finally clearly states that "Akash is the origin of all creations in the place of return", and Akash is "older than all things", which is simply the "final end". Akash is the root of all things in the world (that the Huangye Zonglian pursues with all his might must be this thing); and Akash records make no matter what happens at any moment, including the past, present and future, not be forgotten. It records all information.

This concept is quite popular in the recent New Era movement in the West. The Akasha record is understood to exist before everything exists was created, or even before that. Even if our knowledge system (such as medicine or law) changes in external time, these messages have long been recorded in the Akasha record (such as humans, animals, plants, or minerals, etc.); it is only encoded as a common language. (It can be explained that because all creations or cultures observe existing environments, the overall environment is the source point.) Most related works point out that the Akasha record is actually within the scope that humans can experience, but it is encoded to be captured only by a few people who enter a certain situation.

Those who support the argument that Akashic records do exist claim that they have experience in contact with ancient civilizations. They include India, Moors, and Bon and other places, such as those in the Himalayas, Egyptians, Persians, Chaldeans, Greeks, Chinese, Hebrews, Druid faiths, and Maya in Central America. (All civilizations that have developed a high philosophical view).

The Akhasha records were previously perceived by the sages of ancient India, and at that time they had already understood all souls or stimulations, atma (the two nouns are exclusive to Hindu, Buddhist or Jainism, unknown Chinese translation) or entity records each moment being converted into information recorded in a certain "book". If an individual can obtain effective "reconciliation", he will be able to contact "that book". (It can be imagined as the concept of "mistress": all consciousnesses have a common source and end point.)

Although some claims indicate that the Akasha records have been practiced by mystics for a long time, there is no relevant record in the aforementioned group of documents that can be used as direct evidence. The word Akasha originally means stored in a database of ether, and this concept originated during the theosophical movement in the nineteenth century.

Skeptics point out that the concept of Akasha records is simply summarized by random accidental phenomena, and even related information accumulates into issues of human nature: selectivity; and its incorrect reference to characters or movements in a large range of historical and religious areas, increasing the possibility of chance.

This theory is also rejected by the traditional scientific community because it lacks any evidence of change. (This involves not having observable qualities and does not conform to the attitude of repeating experiments in science) As the clarification made by scholar ervinlaszlo in his book: science and Akasha are different categories and different systems of knowledge; generally speaking, when new and old models are transferred, the old model system must face the transformation point formed by the unexplained abnormalities of the system. However, the existence of the Akasha concept indicates that it has reached a complete state. Including all abnormalities is also a normal part.

But for Ling Yan now, these things are almost in front of him. As long as the guy in front of him does something casually, he can go to that kind of place and go to the place where everything is recorded to find a way to rescue his witch.

"—." The shepherd was silent for a long time, as if he was communicating with something, and seemed to be struggling with something.

It was not until a long time later that he said to Ling Yan: "They agreed to your request and you can go there."

Hearing this, Ling Yan relaxed a little. But he did not let go of his vigilance. The reason was very simple: because he didn't believe that the guys inside would really compromise with him, especially when he had killed a bunch of those guys!

"Ah, I understand." Ling Yan nodded to show his understanding, and he carried the sword back behind him.

"Come with me." The shepherd patted Ling Yan on the shoulder and said, stretching out his hand and gently making a move, as if he was evacuating some illusion, revealing the original hidden entrance, and then taking Ling Yan over.

Ling Yan looked at the shepherd who was now carrying him and followed him.

In an instant, Ling Yan felt that he had entered a similar barrier - yes, he could only be described as a similar barrier.

After all, my wife, the witch known as Mrs. Ling, is also a top master in the barrier. Although I don’t know anything about barrier magic, I can still save myself after staying with my witch and being so familiar with barriers.

But where he is now, he gives Ling Yan a feeling that he is a barrier but not a barrier.

If you have to describe it, you won't know

As soon as he entered the barrier, the environment around Ling Yan changed, from the original world of nothingness to a world like a memory corridor. A large number of walls, ground, zenith, and roads formed by pictures of good, bad, joy, sadness, kindness, ugly, happy, or despair, and walls, ground, zenith, and roads formed by pictures of good, bad, or joy, or despair were reflected in his eyes.

And the only thing that has not changed is the magnificent ball of light that is still half hanging and half air, emitting unique attraction.

Ling Yan looked around and took his first step carefully.

In an instant, a thought rushed into Ling Yan's sea of ​​consciousness without any resistance, and turned into a prairie full of ancient aura. Several things that looked like monsters and monsters were fighting fiercely there.

A stream of evil thoughts and violent aura surged towards Ling Yan like a storm.

Ling Yan frowned. Although it was not a very powerful evil thought, it was a bit annoying to have too many.

Without any hesitation, he used his own strength to block these things that could affect consciousness from outside his body.

Ling Yan, who blocked the invasion of external anger, lowered his head and looked at the ground in front of his feet.

"It seems that the ones just now are completely one of the trials." Ling Yan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's really a bit troublesome."

I saw a picture on the front of Ling Yan's foot, which was obviously different from the current environment, appearing on the ground.

Then he raised his head, raised his foot and moved out again.

In a blink of an eye, the picture showed new changes. This time, some tall and large men and monsters who looked like giants fighting each other.

Ling Yan looked at him indifferently and ignored him and continued to move forward.

As his steps progressed, one strange and strange picture after another, unknown what was being told, poured into Ling Yan's mind along the completely unrestrained stream of consciousness, forming a picture that seemed real and illusory to play.

Just like this, I don’t know how long it took, but the picture in Ling Yan’s mind changed again, and a familiar character appeared.

"Is this my mother?" Ling Yan shouted in surprise when he looked at the room in front of him that was obviously the obstetrics room, as well as the woman lying on a hospital bed and the baby lying beside her.

But although it is real, it is still a illusion, so the woman in the picture does not make any response.

Ling Yan frowned and walked forward again.

It was still like before, the picture changed, but this time another pair appeared.

The picture shows the woman and Ling Yan who is still in the crib and a young man who is seventy-sixth-same as Ling Yanli now live together.

"This should be the father I have never met in this body." Ling Yan guessed, and at the same time, his heart also made a reason for the source of the pictures around him: "It's just everything here..."

Ling Yan left again, inspiring a new picture.

The little Ling Yan can crawl.

The little Ling Yan will leave.

The little Ling Yan cried with an older brother named Jie.

The little Ling Yan and a cute girl were taking a bath in a bathtub.

The little Ling Yan went to the amusement park to play with his father, mother, brother, and that cute little girl.

The little Ling Yan and two children went to kindergarten.

...

Until the moment when the little Ling Yan became an adult and was possessed by another soul, it was at that moment that the entire illusion mirror image of the predecessor exploded and began to become intermittent.

"No!" Ling Yan roared subconsciously: "This is definitely not me!"

It was like a lion roar, and this new intermittent picture was completely broken!

With a big breath, Ling Yan recalled the scenes that had just appeared: I don’t know why, although I knew that it had nothing to do with everything about me. But he felt that everything about me was the same feeling that happened to me......

"What is that? The self in the parallel world?" Ling Yan said with a slight relief. Although there is only one guess at the moment, Ling Yan believes that it is definitely not his past - if that is really... Then what he and Ling Meng and others have experienced are still the things in the plot world, including himself now - they are all a dream?

No, this is absolutely impossible. It is definitely not my past.

With such thoughts, he sighed, put the things he longed for the most first in his heart again, and walked forward with great strides.

Perhaps it was because he was about to reach the end, or because the reason why the life of the person who came here was the end was the end. Ling Yan quickly broke through the obstacles of the illusion and came under a light ball that seemed to be the main god.

In an instant, a mysterious mystery composed of a large number of complicated lines appeared in Ling Yan's sight, which made him dizzy as soon as he just looked over. His face turned pale and his body shook as if he was weak.

"Spray your blood to the ground." At this moment, a thought suddenly appeared in Ling Yan's mind and said in an emotional voice.

Ling Yan shook his head twice to eliminate the discomfort in his mind. He resisted the urge to take a look and cut his palm through his hand, forcing the blood in his body to spray on the ground.

"Baola..."

Just as the blood fell to the ground, a red light burst out.

The red light, the blood on the ground was diluted, and then a ripples rippled from the originally hard ground, forming a screen-like water wave picture, presenting all the information about Ling Yan except the past of childhood.

It also includes those scenes that seem inexplicable to him.

"I ask you what you want." A voice that had no emotion but showed its majesty sounded in Ling Yan's mind.

"Answer my question." Ling Yan's face and tone actually replied solemnly: "Tell me everything I want to know. This is my wish!"

"What you wish is to be done."

The moment the sound rang out again, a book appeared in front of Ling Yan - no, it was more like a jade than a book.

Without any hesitation, Ling Yan touched the book with his hand.

Just as he touched, countless "records" entered Ling Yan's mind. Faced with such a sudden impact, Ling Yan was almost knocked to the ground.

But soon, he recovered completely, standing there like a wooden stake, as if digesting the "records" in his mind.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and spoke out the words of fear and insulting the enemy: "Damn it! I should have thought that Yasuo Zi, that Yasuo is a naive person!"

"We must go back quickly! Otherwise, no one can save that place!"
To be continued...