"When I was enlightened and practiced, I was touched by some changes. Well, probably too many people were thinking about this, and finally this result was achieved."
Zhao Cheng said.
After Zhao Cheng walked out of the school gate, Li Qingmeng chased after him.
The other girls were still immersed in the shock of collective rebirth, but she was different. She could see Zhao Cheng's changes at a glance.
Maybe Zhao Cheng was reborn too, this was her idea.
"The human mind is actually very strange. It seems very weak and cannot be shaken by matter, but in fact, it is closer to the origin of all things and closer to higher dimensions than the material world."
"It's just that under normal circumstances, people's spiritual information lacks a fulcrum and therefore cannot have any impact on the world."
Zhao Cheng said it so that Li Qingmeng could hear it, and he also said it so that he could hear it.
In a short period of time, he gained a lot. High-dimensional and high-dimensional space-time are two concepts. One universe, even if there is no high-dimensional space-time, does not mean that the dimension does not exist.
Dimensions always exist. Space and time are similar to fulcrums. Without fulcrums, it would undoubtedly be tens of millions of times more difficult to reach higher dimensions.
Basically, to reach a certain height, one has steps and the other does not.
"Well, I have also read some of the posts on the Internet before. I thought everyone was joking, but I didn't expect..."
The two of them were walking on the street like this. It was already late after self-study in the evening, so they couldn't see anyone a little further away from the school.
"Most people are actually just joking and don't have too deep obsessions. However, even if it is just an accidental idea, if there are more people and more times, it accumulates, and then there is such a fulcrum, it can give birth to a huge
The power of change.”
Zhao Cheng said.
Even if he is successful in reality, everyone has his own life. He is just a passer-by among all living beings. How many people really have such an extremely strong obsession with him?!
There may be one or two outliers, but not too many.
There are not many of these, but the lack of quality can be fully compensated by quantity. There are too many people in the world.
"That's it!"
Li Qingmeng said that after she became smaller, she and Zhao Cheng, who became smaller, walked and chatted in the night breeze, which gave her a very novel experience.
It's probably because in this world, Zhao Cheng doesn't have much aura, so his momentum is not that strong. In this case, he has lost the sense of remoteness he once had.
"How long will this dream last?!"
Li Qingmeng asked.
Occasionally, she had an idea that it wouldn't be bad to continue like this, but she also knew that this kind of thing was impossible, and even a relatively real dream was just a dream after all.
"There are about three hours left. This is just an accident. The fulcrum cannot last forever, and the information in the mind is not unlimited. When the time is up, it will burst like a soap bubble."
Zhao Cheng said, holding it up with five fingers, but there was no strength.
But Zhao Cheng knew in his heart that if he wanted to, he could completely regain his strength in reality, but it would be meaningless.
And this wonderful journey also made Zhao Chengming know that if any of the ten pillars breaks the limit, he has actually touched the high dimension.
But it was just a touch. This time, if there were not that vast mental information as the source, and a simple source of aura, it would not be possible to open up the dream in this world.
However, what Zhao Cheng thought about was that just knowing the Tao and breaking through the limits was so mysterious. If the ten pillars were completed to create a miracle, wouldn't it be possible to rewrite the world at will if it was proved in one step?
Or even rewrite the rules of the world with just one thought?!
His spirit is actually very powerful. What limits him is only a matter of energy. Only enough energy can support greatness.
At the same time, Zhao Cheng knew that it was best for him to complete the ten pillars and then take the step of ascending the dimension.
If he feels good, the last step is to mix ten raw materials to smelt and forge an extraordinary miracle.
Indeed, things like mind, strength, wisdom, and spirit seem to be able to make up for it later, but the difference between one-piece pouring and subsequent splicing is also very obvious.
It's the same seed, one is a weed seed, the other is a World Tree seed, the same watering, the same fertilizer, the final results are completely different.
Perhaps weeds can also become as great as the world tree through repeated evolutionary mutations, but how many twists and turns will be added to it?!
The weaker the life, the stronger the plasticity and the more possibilities. This is partly reflected in the swordsmanship in reality. It is extremely difficult to change many things after they have been finalized.
At the same time, it is not easy to break the limits of any pillar.
This is not a matter of how much power is accumulated, but of touching higher dimensions and having something deeper and more profound inside.
It can be seen from the changes in front of the eyes when the limit of knowledge is broken.
Zhao Cheng's power alone, even if it increased tens of millions of times in quantity, would not be able to support such a world, but the ninth sense, the mysterious aura of origin perception, could do it directly.
The vicissitudes of the low-dimensional world may not be just a random stroke when placed in a high dimension.
"Zhao Cheng, let's go to the river!"
Li Qingmeng said suddenly.
"OK!"
Zhao Cheng nodded.
On the other side, Zhao Xiaoxiang rushed into the school with a sword on his back and found that Zhao Cheng was no longer there.
It was only from the whispered chats among some students that she learned about the collective interception incident that had just occurred.
Drop! Drop!
After a while, Zhao Cheng's cell phone rang.
The river is surging, more than a hundred meters wide, reflecting the street lights on both sides, as well as the stars and moon in the sky.
In such a world, no matter what angle you look at it, you will never see falsehood.
Only Zhao Cheng understands that the reason for this is that in a sense, this place is a shadow of the real world.
The ninth sense, the origin perception, reaches the origin. This origin is also the origin of the world.
Many times, the comparison of strength is meaningless, it depends on the height.
The weather in March is still a bit cold, so at this point, there are no people to be seen by the river, only everything is silent.
call!
Li Qingmeng exhaled a white breath and gradually calmed down. He could even hear his own heartbeat clearly.
For a moment, she even had the thought that it would be nice if time could stay here forever.
But she also knew that this was unrealistic.
Zhao Cheng's heart is very stable. His current thinking is the same as before, relying solely on fate to gather and disperse. If there is a fate, it will come. If there is no fate, it will eventually break up. As time goes by, everything in the future will have an answer.
Cause and effect are uncertain!
Just like that, until Zhao Xiaoxiang's heavy breathing and rapid footsteps broke the silence in the field and destroyed the peaceful and beautiful atmosphere.
"???"
"!"
From a distance, Zhao Xiaoxiang was shocked when he saw that Zhao Cheng was not alone.
As for Zhao Cheng, although he did not use the ability to see into people's hearts, when he saw the two swords Zhao Xiaoxiang was carrying, he didn't know what she was thinking, and his face suddenly darkened.
