Han Ming felt endless energy in his body, limbs and bones, so much that he would rush out of his body.
Moreover, his strength is still growing, although it seems that it has been much slower than before.
Gradually, the seventh stage first stage in the early stage...
Seventh stage, first-order mid-term...
The seventh stage first stage late stage...
Seventh stage second order...
The second-order mid-term of the seventh stage...
This process lasted for about half a month.
And during this period, Han Ming had no consciousness.
Completely in a state of complete coma, without consciousness, without thinking, and without dreams.
A person jumps directly from the sixth stage to the middle stage of the second stage to the seventh stage.
I'm afraid this kind of thing has never happened to the third level of human and demon heaven.
Of course, I'm afraid no one uses a creature to replace their core.
Especially this creature is extremely unusual, but a kind of jing flower nourished from the world.
A person's core is alive!!
It's so horrible to say this.
Time passed slowly, and another half a month passed.
Han Ming slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were filled with confusion and confusion, and he felt that the pores all over his body seemed to have opened their mouths and started to breathe.
The water element energy in the world began to continue to absorb it by one's own deliberate absorption.
It automatically pours into your body, and this feeling is very strange and mysterious.
I can't explain it clearly, nor can I understand it.
There is a feeling of being reborn and reborn in the samsara.
He raised his hand and put it in front of him to watch it. The palm of his hand was slightly red.
Other parts of the body are as smooth as snow, as if they are not impurities at all.
Han Ming only saw such clear and clean skin once in his life on Xiaoqi, who was born to purify his body.
Looking down, I found myself floating slowly in the air.
Below was a pool of black seslime, which had frozen into black ses ice at this time.
"I...wake up?"
Han Ming couldn't believe it felt the indescribable powerful energy in his body.
Suddenly, a severe pain came from his forehead.
This pain made Han Ming's head feel like he was hit by a heavy hammer.
A small symbol appeared and shone faintly on Han Ming's forehead, shining with a faint light.
This feeling is very familiar, and Han Ming once felt it.
That was during the ancient ruins, and there was a guy who would turn the whole world into paper.
He specially gave Han Ming a seed, and explained that this kind of seed will wake up completely when Han Ming awakens.
This seed is not a certain power, but a kind of inheritance.
It can allow Han Ming to understand the inheritance of ancient characters.
At this time, this seed was obviously starting to move because of Han Ming's awakening.
Accompanied by the severe pain, Han Ming felt his ears buzzing and beeping.
Hearing gradually lost.
Immediately afterwards, the scene in front of me began to gradually blur and eventually turned into darkness.
The vision disappeared.
Several perceptions in the human body disappear one after another.
Han Ming suddenly found himself in an unknown world.
There is a desolate place in front of me, like stepping into the void.
Right in front of me was a huge scroll, spreading overwhelmingly in front of me.
Above this scroll are dense and strange-shaped words.
Han Ming immediately recognized these words, which were exactly ancient words that he had never understood before.
The scroll is connected to the sky, down and down, spreading left and right, occupying the entire world.
The huge scroll slowly emits an ancient and vicissitudes of breath, swaying slowly in the air.
Han Ming stared at the huge scroll in a daze, and his heart was completely occupied by a great shock.
"This...what is this..."
Immediately afterwards, before Han Ming came to his senses, the ancient text on the scroll began to move slowly, as if it were a living creature.
The texts overlap each other, and their slowness, but in fact, the speed is changing rapidly.
The text on the scroll in front of me gradually blurred.
What finally appeared in front of Han Ming was a strange world.
There are mountains, water, trees, stones, sunshine, darkness, wind, and flames in this world.
A living world is displayed on the scroll in a strange form.
And these things are obviously composed of the ancient characters from the past.
Then, the world slowly began to disintegrate and turned into countless ancient characters. Water and water gradually melted, and words flew out, gradually merged in front of you, turning into a mountain.
The mountains collapsed, and words flew out, condensing into a towering tree.
Various words are constantly flying out and gathering into all kinds of things.
Han Ming vaguely felt that these words seemed to want to tell him something.
But no matter what he thought, he just couldn't understand what it meant.
Could it be said that all things in the world are composed of words?
This idea is obviously too far-fetched, and even Han Ming himself finds it a bit ridiculous.
In a trance, a small figure was formed by countless words.
The figure turned into a vague villain, holding a scroll in his left hand and a quill in his right hand.
The villain walked to Han Ming and looked at Han Ming steadily.
A water ball slowly appeared in front of the little man.
"What's this?"
The villain asked.
Han Ming hesitated for a moment: "Water."
The villain nodded: "How do you interpret it."
Han Ming was a little stunned and thought that water is water, how should we interpret it?
The little man smiled: "Yes, it's water."
But water is just a name that people give it.
If the first person to name water, it is not called water, but fire.
So now, tell me, what is it?"
Han Ming thought something.
Yes, its name is water, but the word water is just a name given to it by wise humans.
Maybe it can also be called fire or stone.
But no matter what it is called, it does not affect its form or its essence.
Han Ming nodded: "That's called fire."
The villain smiled slightly: "Do you know how water comes and why?
How is water formed and why does it appear in this form?”
Han Ming shook his head honestly.
The villain smiled and said, "Everything in the world has its own special symbols and symbols.
In other words, it is not a symbol or a symbol.
It is a symbol, or it can be said to be existence.
If no one gave the water a name, how would you interpret it?
If everyone in the world had never seen water.
And you saw this kind of thing in some magical place.
So how should you describe it to people after you go back?
How to make people know what water is immediately as if they had seen it with their own eyes.
What is water like?”
Han Ming still shook his head.
The villain smiled and waved his hand, and the water ball disappeared.
Then, the brush in the right hand gently wrote something on the scroll in the left hand.
Then he flipped the scroll and pointed it at Han Ming.
There is an empty space on the scroll, and there is only a chaotic symbol in the most zhongyang part.
This symbol seems to be made up of several or more ancient characters and then pieced together.
The villain asked, "What is this?"
Han Ming looked at the symbol, hesitated for a long time before speaking: "Water."
"Why is water?"
Han Ming shook his head slightly: "I don't know, but the moment I saw this symbol, I thought it was water.
It is not words, nothing, or water. There is no reason.
It seems like this is what water should be like.”
The villain smiled brighter and brighter, holding the scroll in his left hand and waving his right hand again.
A water ball appears.
The scroll and the water ball were placed side by side to present it in front of Han Ming.
On the left is the symbol on the scroll, and on the right is the water ball.
"What are these two things?"
Han Ming said: "It's all water."
"Why are they all water? These two are obviously two completely different things.
Tell me, what's the difference between the two?"
Han Ming thought for a long time, then he breathed a sigh of relief: "I don't know.
In my opinion, these two things are symbols and water.
But when I looked at them directly, I clearly felt that they were exactly the same.
There is no difference, it is water, exactly the same water.”
The villain smiled and nodded: "Everything has its most primitive representative.
Countless ancestors spent a lot of effort to study how to interpret all things in this world.
Language cannot be interpreted, and action cannot be interpreted.
But obviously, there is something to interpret.
That is words, or what you call ancient words is actually not words.
It is a symbol.
This symbol is not limited to the surface.
It’s like when you see your friend at first sight, you can immediately judge his identity from his appearance.
But if this friend is beyond recognition, can you still recognize him accurately?
You can see your appearance by looking in the mirror yourself, but are you sure that what others see is the same as what you see in the mirror?
Do you think that your appearance is like this, but perhaps in the eyes of others, it looks different?
Perhaps in your own world, the blue se you see, but in other people's world, the green se.
And in other people's world, their green se is called blue se.
And in your world, your blue se may be called green se.
Because the names are the same, you never doubt whether what we see is the same thing?
Maybe you think a person has two eyes and one nose.
But when others look at a human, they may have three eyes and two noses.
But in each of them, three eyes are called two.
Two noses are called one.
So you think what they see is the same as what you see.”
Han Ming only felt that the villain's remarks were extremely absurd, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that there was a little reason.
Yes, who said that everything others see is really the same as theirs?
How do I distinguish what others say the same thing as what I say.
Just because the shape and name of what they depict are the same as what I know?
If Mr. Zhazha's own world, the sun is triangular, while in mine, the world is round.
So what if in his world, the shape of this triangle is turned into a circle?
Or, he drew a circle in the air with his hands, which to me seemed to be a circle.
But what he drew himself was actually a triangle?
Han Ming felt his head a little confused, as if he had entered a very strange world of thought.
The villain's remarks made Han Ming begin to doubt his own world.
Doubt your own cognition and doubt everything you take for granted.
He even strangely doubted whether he had existed.
The little man watched Han Ming's expression change and smiled and said, "This world is wonderful."
Sometimes, the world you see is just a small part of the entire world.
So is there something that really resonates with everyone?
What everyone sees is exactly the same?
Are you confused. Thinking what I said is incredible?"
Han Ming honestly replied: "It's really incredible."
The villain nodded: "Do you want to find out the truth?"
Han Ming asked back: "Why do you need to explore the truth? Even if I know that others are completely different from the world I see.
Why do I have to explore other people's world again and follow the truth about other people's world again?
Since I already have a world of my own, that's enough."
The villain smiled and said, "Okay!
Many times, we will doubt what we see and hear.
That's because we don't believe it, because we think our world is real.
I will tell you now that a person is actually square, without eyes or nose.
You will definitely think I'm talking nonsense because in your world, the people you see are not.
Then just like you saw the water ball and the symbols I drew.
The two things are obviously completely different, but why do they give you the same feeling?
Because I can interpret water very well.
Perhaps in other people's world, water is a completely different form.
But when he saw the symbol I described, the symbol was still water, the water in his world.
Ancient characters are exactly this kind of existence that can interpret all things.
It is not a word or a symbol. It is a real existence.
Everyone has his own ancient characters.
For example, your memories and cognition can be expressed in ancient texts.
But you don’t understand, don’t know, and don’t even have any demands in this regard.
As he said that, the villain used a brush to write on the scroll for a while."
Present the scroll to Han Ming.
Han Ming suddenly felt a suffocation on his chest, and blood spurted out in his mouth.
The little man pointed to the symbol and said, "This is called wound." dd