Xiao Long wanted to capture the original inscription.

It disappeared in an instant as soon as it was grabbed in my hand.

Like snowflakes in winter, the tighter you grab, the faster you disappear.”

In winter, it is almost impossible for me to catch a snowflake. Because, when the snowflakes fall in my hand, they will melt and disappear in an instant. However, if I grab a handful of snowflakes at the same time, they can be saved for a while!" Xiao

The dragon thinks in his mind.

After that, he really did it.

This time, he grabbed dozens of original inscriptions in one breath and held them tightly in his hands.

Unfortunately, this time, these original inscriptions are like quicksand.

The tighter the more you lose, the faster you lose.

The last few remaining original inscriptions also melted and disappeared quickly like snowflakes as they were at the beginning.

"Hmm? Why is this the case? Can't I catch any of the original inscriptions here?"

Xiao Long frowned and felt a little irritated.

At this moment, Xiao Long suddenly remembered the scene when he was young and started learning to draw.

At this time, Xiao Long had not yet shown his painting talent.

Just like other children, Xiao Long's paintings were very naive and even very ugly.

Long had also been depressed and felt that it was impossible for him to draw well.

But one day, he seemed to feel the breath of the brush and the emotions of rice paper.

It was not until then that Xiao Long realized that everything in the world had his own life.

Only when you feel them with your heart will they be close to you.

It was from that day that Xiao Long's painting skills were excellent.

It was from that day that his super talent in painting finally slowly revealed.”

Do you have to feel their lives with your heart?" Xiao Long murmured to himself, as if he had some insights.

Later, Xiao Long no longer grabbed the original inscriptions with his hands.

Just close your eyes and sit cross-legged in the void.

Afterwards, Xiao Long completely let go of his heart to feel the life of those original inscriptions, feel their breathing, and feel their mood.

Not long after, an original inscription suddenly resonated with Xiao Long's will.

It vibrates and becomes brighter.

Then, it suddenly turned into a stream of light and penetrated into Xiao Long's body."

Hum? Was the capture successful?" Xiao Long immediately felt something and said in great surprise.

It turns out that the meaning of capturing them into their own hands is not to really capture them with your hands! Instead, to capture them with your heart!" Xiao

The dragon suddenly realized.

Yes, he felt the life of these original inscriptions more carefully.

Later, the second original inscription also resonated with Xiao Long's heart!

It seemed very happy, like a lost child, suddenly seeing his mother, and threw himself into his mother's arms with great excitement!

Next, the third and fourth ones.

Finally, countless original inscriptions resonated with Xiao Long's heart at the same time.

They shine brighter and like heavy rain, they are pouring towards Xiao Long's body...

At this moment, Xiao Long was immersed in a mysterious and mysterious state.

The Buddha himself turned into a ball of fire.

Those original inscriptions, like nocturnal moths in the dark, rushed towards themselves completely desperately.

For a moment, Xiao Long seemed to have forgotten time and everything outside.

He is like a robot with a set program, and he will only capture those endless original inscriptions in the established way and soul in the established way.

There are really many original inscriptions here.

In fact, Xiao Long is now in the "long river of inscriptions"!

Although, every second, hundreds or even thousands of original inscriptions penetrated into his body. However, Xiao Long still felt that it would take at least hundreds of years to accommodate all of these original inscriptions in his body... no, at least thousands or even tens of thousands of years... But

Unfortunately, Xiao Long could not sense the changes of time at all. He didn't know how long he had been in this wonderful space.

However, Xiao Long felt that he could no longer sense the new origin inscription.

Yes, he opened his eyes.

Looking at it, the surrounding void fell into darkness again.

In this wonderful space, where is there an origin inscription?

"Well? Why did the inscriptions around suddenly disappear?" Xiao Long was full of doubts.

He didn't know why the original runes that originally gathered into a "long river of inscriptions" suddenly disappeared?

Could it be that all the original inscriptions have been captured by themselves?

Is it that their time limit has arrived and has been hidden in the depths of chaos again?

Xiao Long didn't know how long it had passed, but he couldn't sense any obvious changes in his body.

Therefore, he could not guess the answers to the questions he wanted to know.

At that time, Xiao Long suddenly thought of the existence that made a sound in his consciousness at the beginning.

However, no matter what method Xiao Long used, he could not obtain any communication with that existence.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Xiao Long's consciousness once again felt a torn pain.

Xiao Long groaned in pain, and his consciousness fell into extreme darkness again...

When Xiao Long opened his eyes again, his consciousness had returned to his body.

At that time, Xiaoling was lying in the air in front of him, staring at him with an extremely shocked look.

"Master, you are finally awake!" Seeing Xiao Long wake up, Xiao Ling hurriedly spoke and asked with great excitement: "Just now, I saw the shadow of the 'long river of inscriptions' suddenly appearing behind you. Could it be that you have completely mastered the 'way of inscriptions' and can resonate with the 'long river of inscriptions' at any time?"

How long have I been in a coma in total?" Xiao Long did not answer Xiao Ling's inquiry immediately, but asked extremely nervously.

Ling thought seriously and said, "No more, no less, just three days and three nights!"

Is it only three days? Why do I feel like I have spent ten thousand years?" Xiao Long murmured. However, when he knew that he had not missed the Xiao family Youth Martial Arts Competition, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, Xiao Long suddenly realized that the "Inscription Origin Record" that had been holding in his hands was only two pages of the book cover?

"What's going on? Why are there only two pages of the book left in my hand? What about the contents in it?"
Chapter completed!