Ever since Yi Fan woke up, his eyes have always been blurry, and when he looked at Mu Hao, she was the same, while Xiao Nian, needless to say, didn't seem to understand the weirdness of this world at all.
After careful reflection, Yi Fan became even more confused. In the space, time suddenly changed, as if time overlapped, which made people feel confused.
One breath is like passing through countless scenes, and thousands of breaths are only in the blink of an eye.
It is impossible to tell whether the time here is fast or slow. Even if Yi Fan performs the kung fu to guess the time, it is as if he is in an illusion.
There was no difference before the performance, and what was even more strange was that they secretly felt that they had not moved for tens of thousands of years.
Time was running out, but Yi Fan discovered that the divine breath in this world was astonishingly majestic. Not to mention the huge amount, it was also several times purer than the divine spring he had in the past.
The little boy was left to think without saying a word, playing with the peach core aside, placing it on the ground, and punched it gently.
There was a loud bang, and Yi Fan was startled. His mind was shaken, and he felt as if the whole space was about to be smashed down, but it was just a light punch from the little boy.
When others were astonished, the little boy ignored it and smiled with satisfaction: "I hope that peach seedlings will bloom and peach trees will grow, and then there will be many peaches to eat, hehe, not bad."
After saying that, the boy turned to look at Yi Fan and said with a smile: "Little guy, have you figured it out?"
Yi Fan couldn't help but shook his head, rolled his eyes, indicating that he didn't know, and then asked: "I don't know your senior's surname?"
The boy's name is Qingshi. He was trapped here many years ago. At first, like Yi Fan, he was nailed to the ground for many years without being able to move. After practicing for an unknown amount of time, he sat up and then stood still until he could run.
Jump, yes, I really don’t know how many years have passed.
After all the nonsense, Yi Fan understood three things. First, the boy had something to hide, and he didn't even know whether his name was real or fake. Second, although the gravity in this world is strong, he can still improve his strength through practice to fight against the gravity. Third,
The gravity of this world has no effect on elves. Just look at Xiaojiao's ability to move freely and the wooden tree floating in the sky.
Thinking of this, Yi Fan suddenly remembered something. After talking for a long time, he actually forgot to thank him. Unfortunately, he couldn't get up, and he still had to bring his thoughts.
Qingshi showed his dimples, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "No thanks, it doesn't matter, just think of it for loneliness. If you don't have a weird piece of clothing that can protect you from being crushed into a human skin, even if I know how to bring the dead back to life,
, can’t save you.”
After saying that, Qingshi returned to the bottom of the black circle and continued to fish and scream.
After that, I don't know how much time passed. Yi Fan practiced his martial arts. No matter how he got out, this place was a good place to practice. Anyway, he couldn't move now, so he didn't think too much about it.
It's always like this. If you can't figure it out, just put it aside for now and don't forget your roots for trivial matters. This is Yi Fan's temperament. Feeling the endless flow of divine energy from around you, he will call Mu Hao out when he feels depressed.
Talking, occasionally holding the golden rhinoceros, Tuxuan drives the "Five Elements Small Refining Secret Technique" to refine it.
Infinite cycle, starting from the second level of living things, breaking through the third level, and then the fourth level, until it reaches perfection, Yi Fan doesn't know how long it has been.
"I don't know what the world is like in the outside world now, and how Brother Yan and the others are doing." I don't know how many times I said the same thing, and the worry became deeper and deeper.
On this day, suddenly there was a sound of "hehe", and then "ouch". Qingshi fell to the ground, and he looked at Yi Fan unwillingly, pointed to the smoke ring in the sky, and said: "I clearly saw you coming down from here.
Why can't I get out? It's obviously the entrance, why isn't it the exit?"
In the state of perfection, Yi Fan could barely sit up with the help of Mu Hao. He didn't care about Qingshi's reluctance, so he shrugged: "Maybe there is another way out, as long as you have the will, senior
We will definitely find an exit."
"Humph, besides practicing randomly, what else do you know?" Qingshi was in a bad mood, stomping his little feet and slowly came forward, took a closer look at Yi Fan, and his eyes suddenly changed: "My cultivation is not good, but my strength is weird.
Could it be..."
Yi Fan touched the 'Tao', and his cultivation level was of course different and could not be determined by the Chinese system.
Looking carelessly, Yi Fan waved his hand: "It's okay, senior, you are wrong."
Qingshi's eyes were sharp: "Senior, do you really think that my old eyes are dim? You guys are like me, walking on the road that ordinary people can't walk. Hey, what did you touch? Let's talk about it."
Yi Fan was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his palm to signal 'please hand'. Please use your hands as a conductor. When the two shake hands, they also inject a bit of energy, allowing the other party to sense it.
Compared with releasing spiritual thoughts to explore, it can only be judged, and it is more practical to not 'ask for help'.
After a while, Qingshi let go and withdrew his energy, and suddenly laughed: "It's so amazing. I never expected that there are people in the world who have so many attributes. Little guy, how did you practice it?"
"Born." Yi Fan was unceremonious and grinned: "Senior, even if you are already in a state of disrespect."
Yi Fan's cultivation level is low and he has no specific experience, so he can only judge by energy. The Wuzun state mentioned here is not based on the Chinese system, but the heavenly rules of Tao.
Therefore... I have to say that Qingshi's understanding is extraordinary, and he is able to see through the "Tao" without any help and cultivate orthodoxy, which is a true power of the gods.
"Ashamed, ashamed, haha..." Qingshi sighed inexplicably, and then looked at Yi Fan curiously: "Speaking of which, little brother, you have all five attributes and are born with such good resources, why do you choose to practice thunder?"
Yi Fan has asked himself this question many times. However, the mental method is limited. It is a rare opportunity to be able to practice two mental methods at the same time. He also merged the two methods into one and changed them into orthodox ones. This act, from a broad perspective
China is truly shocking.
What's more, Yi Fan is already satisfied with the fact that he can improve the five attributes through exercises, and also has the 'Five Elements Small Refining Secret Technique' to enhance the power of sword attributes. If he wants more, he will be greedy.
I wonder where in the world there is a mental method for cultivating the five attributes at the same time? Even if there is, it is too late for Yi Fan to change it now.
But Qingshi is an expert, and he must understand the limitations of the mind. If he can ask questions, he naturally knows something. Yi Fan raised his eyebrows and asked: "I wonder what senior's views on 'Tao' are?"
Qingshi didn't understand, so he asked, "Do you call this road the 'Tao'? It sounds good. Hey, it was only by chance that I figured out a little bit. If you want to know how to get on this road,
, maybe I can see more clearly than others and understand blood better."
As he spoke, Qingshi flicked his fingers, and a blood bead flew out from between his fingers. He blew out a breath on the blood bead, and it immediately turned into a bloody stream of light. In the realm of white light, a bloody landscape was created. As far as the eye could see, there were even blood beasts and blood people.
Walking on the ground.
Although it is made of blood beads, it is actually an extremely vivid and lifelike white light blood world.
Just when Yi Fan was horrified, Qingshi waved his hand, and the endless blood realm was immediately retracted into his palm. Even though it was tens of millions of times smaller, one realm was still the same, and people, beasts, mountains, rivers, waves, and waterfalls were still vivid.
Looking at the palm-sized world, Yi Fan was so surprised that he almost suffocated. After recovering for a while, he squeezed out two words through his teeth: "Impression."
"Ideological conception?" Qingshi was quite surprised: "Is it artistic conception... Haha, I like this word, okay, I use artistic conception to enter Taoism, No, this is my opinion."
As soon as he finished speaking, the blood realm suddenly exploded and was taken back into the body by Qingshi.
At that moment, Yi Fan felt a surge of Yuan Power. In fact, he had just determined that Qingshi didn't know what Dao was, so he casually asked, this is a question that has no answer at all. What is Dao? The laws and regulations of heaven and earth, the foundation of all things.
How can it be summed up in words as it is so profound?
Unexpectedly, a simple deception can lead to enlightenment. Qingshi thought this was an insight, but in fact it is not. There may be people in the world who can understand the Tao, but it is also a feeling, understanding, put it in your heart, you will understand when you understand, and you will understand when you understand.
can not explain.
If it can't be explained, then there is no insight.
Yi Fan had known that he would not have the answer, but he learned about the 'Tao Sect' from Qingshi's demonstration. It turned out that the 'right path' was not only accessible by practicing orthodoxy, but there were other ways to enter the Tao.
That method is artistic conception, which is also ethereal. You rely on personal understanding and thorough understanding to explore the origin of all things and get in touch with the location of the Tao.
There is no way to explain it, but Yi Fan has a living example right in front of him.
But then again, most of the artistic conceptions are based on the cultivation of immortals, who use to understand the heaven and earth to create magic and supernatural powers. The opposite is true for demon cultivation. Only by swallowing up the world and integrating into one's own body can one step on the path to defy heaven. The demon cultivator is favored by heaven and has a long lifespan.
As you grow older, you can understand it carefully. As for spiritual cultivation... it is based on physical training, training yourself to be the best among all things, and becoming the strongest species in the world.
Now Qingshi is a god, but he has no intention of touching the artistic conception and prefers immortal cultivation. This... doesn't make sense.
But isn't it true that Yi Fan himself is like this? His soul is from the immortal race, his body is from the god race, but what he practices is the modified Demon Sect mental method.
…
After a moment, Qingshi suddenly smiled and said: "Look, you and I are somewhat similar. How about you and I working together to break out of this world?"
"It is a great honor for me to be appreciated by my seniors. I will definitely repay you for your life-saving grace." Yi Fan agreed, and soon frowned: "But, this junior doesn't know where this place is, so what?
Know a way out?"
Qingshi pointed to the smoke ring in the sky: "I saw where you came down from I don't know how long ago. It was only when you came that this circle existed. Being able to come here means that this must be the entrance."
"Yi Fan also knows what the senior said. Dare I ask, how did the senior get here?"
"I don't know, I was here when I woke up." Speaking of this, Qingshi suddenly changed his mind: "No, it should be said that I was here when I fell asleep. Hehe, this is a dream, my dream."
Yi Fan was shocked. He didn't expect that he had mistakenly fallen into someone else's dream, but there was something strange in the dream. There was nothing but the white ground. Logically speaking, whatever Qingshi dreamed about would be what he dreamed about.
Before Yi Fan could ask, Qingshi chuckled: "It's weird, I think it's weird too. You are from outside, so you should know about Beiyuan Volcano. I came here to find something, but the volcano suddenly erupted, so I
I was trapped in a cave. After many years, I understood a method, fell asleep, and came here."
The words were vague, but Qingshi didn't hide anything. He didn't know how to explain many of the details...
"It's actually a dream of seniors, so it should come true." Yi Fan smiled bitterly and scratched his scalp. This matter was beyond the scope of his knowledge.
"How can any wish come true? If it can really happen, why should I plant a peach stone and pray for it to grow up quickly?" Qingshi smiled nonchalantly: "How is it specific? To put it simply, the dream is my body.
But I am just a soul. Even though it is all me, I have no privileges in the dream. I am also very puzzled about this matter."