Chapter 8 Mythical Immortals, Making Fakes True, Follow-up)
The one who created the world was Pangu.
Young Hongjun still clearly remembers the conversation they had when they first met.
Although, when Ji Yi spoke about the small thousand, middle thousand, and big thousand worlds, he already had certain preparations and guesses in his heart.
But when one truly hears the immortals of the vast world, they can create heaven and earth just like the Great God Pangu.
Young Hongjun still felt an incomprehensible absurdity arise spontaneously.
No.
If we follow what Lin Yi said, the immortals of the vast world created the world without dying, but the great god Pangu who created the ancient world died and his spirit was destroyed.
If this is the case, doesn't it mean that the Great God Pangu is not even as good as the immortals of the vast world?
So who are they who were born in the wild world?
Isn't it like an ant, or even an ant, a failed creation that created the world?
As soon as he thought of this, an inexplicable anger emerged in young Hongjun's mind.
This anger came out of nowhere.
But with the foundation of understanding the way of existence and non-existence, coupled with the theory of the Small Thousand Worlds, young Hongjun was able to stop his anger.
Because, although Taoist friend Lin Yi's words are a bit absurd.
But if it is true, maybe we can find a way to break the confinement of the ancient world.
Since the world can be divided into small thousand, medium thousand and big thousand, whether the ancient world can continue to improve.
It was precisely because of this thought that Hongjun, a young man just now, subconsciously upheld the rites of a disciple.
Jun, you should establish your mind for heaven and earth.
This was the enlightenment that arose in young Hongjun's heart just now when the jade dish of creation in his body was interacting with each other.
"I am a tree, but the tree in this world is not me."
Having said this, Lin Yi's eyes fell on Hongjun, a young man with a solemn face, and he asked.
"Fellow Daoist Jun, you should know the meaning of these words."
When it comes to cheating, you can't just force irrigation, but you also need to be tempted.
“Trees can be divided into green and lush trees, small trees and big trees.
Fellow Daoist Lin, what does it mean to create the world? There are also differences in the size and vitality of the world?"
The young man Hongjun suddenly woke up and asked eagerly.
Yes.
Since there are differences in the world, how can there be no differences among the people who created the world?
Thinking about it now, it was because what Fellow Daoist Lin said before was so shocking that it made him unstable.
I almost forgot even such a simple truth.
"Yes, fellow Taoist Jun really has amazing understanding."
Lin Yi said with approval, his words full of exclamations.
"In fact, it is precisely because the Great God Pangu released all beings that there are no real immortals in this ancient world.
Therefore, it also gives us and other creatures in the wild world a chance to transcend."
"Respect, Great God Pangu."
Upon hearing this, the inexplicable anger in young Hongjun's heart suddenly disappeared.
And when he tasted it carefully, he felt an indescribable pleasure, which caused some ripples in his heart.
This was because Lin Yi's words were completely different from what he had just thought when he was shocked.
They are not the product of failure, they are the miracles of creation.
Because there is no big hand from outside the world, they have the opportunity to transcend.
"Respect, Great God Pangu."
The young man Hongjun said with a grateful face, feeling ashamed for the joy in his heart just now.
"But, how to create a new world?"
Young Hongjun continued to ask.
At this time, he has not yet grown into a golden immortal or a great Luo, let alone the supreme saint.
In this ancient world, the creation of the world is undoubtedly something that is elusive and unattainable in the hearts of every living being.
Yes, how to create a new world?
This question also kept coming back to Lin Yi's mind.
From a spiritual point of view, he doesn't even understand it.
Then we can only come from the perspective of textbooks, certain degrees, and various myths and legends.
Fortunately, although Ji Yi is still unable to transform, those memories have become clearer and more profound due to his improvement in cultivation.
“There are two types of creation of heaven and earth, one is outer heaven and earth, and the other is inner heaven and earth.
Among them, it is difficult to find the outer world. It is like the great god Pangu who created the heaven and earth from the chaos.
Such great courage is difficult for even the immortals in the world to achieve, let alone us.
As for the inner world, it is relatively easy. Just look at this leaf."
As these words fell, as soon as Ji Yi's thoughts moved, a piece of green leaf appeared in front of the young Hongjun.
The leaves are veined and well-organized.
But when young Hongjun's eyes fell on it, he saw a vast white mist emerging from the green leaves.
The white fog is vast and boundless, and everywhere you look is chaos.
It has no edges, no up, down, left, right, east, west or north.
But in this misty place, something condensed, like a round chicken.
As time passed, the young man Hongjun noticed that there was life gestating in the oval like a chicken.
After a long time, this creature matured and turned into a strong man.
The strong man was dissatisfied with the darkness in front of him, so in a rage, he used an ax he made to split the darkness in front of him.
There was a loud noise, and within the chaos within the circle, the light and clear Yang Qi rose and turned into the blue sky, while the heavy and turbid Yin Qi sank and formed the vast earth.
From then on, the strong man stood with his head high on the sky and the earth, standing between the new heaven and earth, holding the sky high with his hands, making the sky and the earth clearly distinguishable.
And because the heaven and earth came into existence because of him, the heaven and earth move because of his mood.
When he is happy, the sky is clear; when he is angry, the sky is cloudy.
When he cried, it rained from the sky and fell to the ground to form rivers, lakes and seas.
When he sighs, strong winds will blow on the ground, and when his eyes blink, lightning will appear in the sky; whenever he snores, there will be rumbles of thunder between heaven and earth, etc.
Time flies, and the years go by.
At the moment when heaven and earth were completely stable, the strong man collapsed, so mountains, rivers and rivers were born between heaven and earth in their dissipation.
From then on, living things multiplied, until one day, a young man sought enlightenment under a big tree, and suddenly had enlightenment and left...
"Fellow Daoist Jun, is this also the first time in the world?"
Looking at the young Hongjun who was staring at Qingye in a daze, Lin Yi said with a smile.
“The world is big or small, it can be a leaf, a grain of dust, a blade of grass, a drop of water, or even a cloud...
All these things, which can be seen by the eyes and cannot be seen by the eyes, can form a heaven and earth.
The difference lies in how to stabilize it and how to turn this illusory world into a real world.
The process in between, I call it cultivation, is to refine the false and return to the true."
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