In addition, he still has the complete memory of the teenager, as well as all emotions. For example, at this moment, the young man was extremely sleepy, and what he was thinking about was that his mother promised to fry two eggs in the evening, and he hoped that his mother would add more soup, so that rice with egg soup would be delicious.
Soon, Xu Yi found that his own perspective began to disappear, and he was slowly immersing himself in the perspective of a young man. He was not surprised or panicked. He felt that only in this way could he see the magic. Otherwise, if his id perspective exists all the time, his noumenon consciousness is always clear, and he can't comprehend it at all.
I don't know how long it took, when Xu Yi's body consciousness recovered again, in the perspective of his ego, there was a decayed corpse. The two-year-old boy is somewhat similar.
Xu Yi sighed deeply, the indescribable feeling in his heart, if he insisted on condensing these feelings into one word, he felt that it could only be "helpless". The life of a young man has been extremely ordinary. If he was born in a wealthy family, being ordinary may not be a bad thing, but as a mountain dweller, being ordinary is destined to be a tragedy.
The boy went to school at fifteen. When he was sixteen, his father went to the mountains to collect medicine and never returned. At the age of seventeen, his mother pawned three acres of the five acres of paddy fields accumulated over the years, and gave the boy a widow. The only good news is that the husband and wife are harmonious. At the age of eighteen, the boy became a father.
Less than twenty-five years old, the boy is already the father of four children. At the age of twenty-seven, the epidemic broke out, and one son and one daughter died. His wife was sad and vomited blood, and then developed a hidden disease. At the age of thirty-five, his wife died. The young man brought up the remaining two sons by himself, and when the two sons became adults, he worked hard to save for many years, and then made a fortune.
I have worked hard all my life, and rarely have leisure. Before fifty, I have already shaken and lost my teeth. An extremely cold winter took away the boy's life. Looking back on the life of a young man, he has worked hard and mediocrely, and all he asks for is food and clothing, and the safety of his children and grandchildren is such a humble request, and he can't ask for it.
"For a life of helplessness, ordinary people don't possess power, and are only worthy of being ants. Isn't it sad?" Xu Yi sighed softly in his heart, and it was only a sigh. Now, his state of mind has been tempered for a long time, and it has long been as firm as a rock, tough as steel.
Although the life of this young man who manifested from the illusion was almost as if he had lived a real life, it still couldn't shake Xu Yi's will in the slightest. With a swipe, the scene changed again. In the majestic palace shrouded in mist, a young man in yellow robes was sitting on the throne...
Xu Yi didn't know how long he had been in the illusion, but he clearly remembered that he had been in the illusion for seven lives, emperors, generals, scholars, refugees, beggars, famous prostitutes, old monks... every day. Every life is like living it in person.
Among them, life, old age, sickness and death, separation of love, resentment and hatred, not being able to ask, and many distresses, just like a boundless sea of suffering, although Xu Yi is determined, he is also a little exhausted. He seemed to have walked into a spiritual confusion, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't feel at ease or at ease.
"Maybe, my strength is still not enough. If I have the power to destroy the world, I can clear away all obstacles, but let everything follow my heart." As soon as the thought moved, the illusion was reborn. On the top of the boundless mountains, a man with the head of a beast The colossal monster is howling the stars...
In this life, Xu Yi turned into a generation of the most powerful ancestral witch, fighting the emperor, destroying the Buddha, defeating the ancestor of Taoism, conquering the ten directions, and controlling the ten thousand worlds. Even if the beloved fairy died over and over again, he could revive her again and again. However, every time she was resurrected, the fairy's memory became blurred.
Until the last time, Fairy shed tears and begged Zu Wu not to bring her back to life again. She didn't want to lose the last bit of memory about him. Consciousness emerges again.
In the world of ancestral witches experienced this time, because of the great power and long life of the ancestral witches, Xu Yi's body consciousness seemed to accompany the fairy through countless times of reincarnation. His state of mind has gone through vicissitudes to the extreme, and his body consciousness has recovered. He has neither sadness nor joy, nor sighs.
He murmured, "The flowers bloom and fall, the water overflows by itself, letting nature take its course may be the real freedom." With a swipe, Xu Yi felt his body, like a world, suddenly opened up. Countless qi machines surged in his body.
In the next moment, his consciousness was out of the phantom spirit jade, and he saw the colorful light overflowing from his body, looking inside the spiritual platform, and the two life wheels were spinning at high speed, and then they merged into one place, turning into two clouds of mist, gradually, the two life wheels The cloud of mist turned into two life wheels again, just like before.
And the changes are also extremely obvious, the golden life wheel has become more solid, and the mushroom cloud vision in the life wheel has also become more vast and magnificent. What excited Xu Yi the most was that the white dao fruit in the divine map had disappeared. Disappear. And the divine map of the two life wheels has a pure white background at the same time.
And these changes are enough to prove that Xu Yi has successfully broken through the four realms of Shentu and smelted Dao Fruit. There was not much joy in Xu Yi's heart. His state of mind had not yet returned to normal. He was still immersed in the strong epiphany shock, and he couldn't extricate himself.
In fact, Xu Yi also thought rationally that his so-called epiphany is actually not worth mentioning. He already knew this kind of truth, even before he practiced it, he had seen it countless times in the classics. All laws are natural, govern by doing nothing, let nature take its course, and get its way.
This kind of reasoning is nothing new, but Xu Yi has never been so shocked by such a simple reasoning as he is now. He knew that the root of all this did not lie in the truth itself, but in his experience of the eighth life in the illusion, precisely because of the experience of the eighth life.
This simple truth that he has known for a long time can burst out such a powerful force and shake his heart. This state is like going through the process of "seeing a mountain as a mountain, seeing a mountain as a mountain, seeing a mountain as a mountain", a process of construction, deconstruction, and reconstruction, which can only be understood, but not written.
However, just after the vision of the life wheel in Xu Yi's body came to an end, God's will rushed in just in time. As soon as the God's will came, Xu Yi was eager to realize it, and promptly took out the psychic treasure that had changed beyond recognition, and started the process again .
Unexpectedly, just after the psychic treasure was taken out, there was movement in the glazed octagonal furnace, and the glazed octagonal furnace that had stopped refining Xuanhuangjing started working again.
With a swipe, the phantom spirit jade disc released a hazy light again, and the light turned into mist, directly enveloping the psychic treasure that was ups and downs in the rolling sky.
In an instant, Xu Yi felt that his two life wheels became unstable. With a swipe, the two life wheels separated from his body at the same time, and the two divine images appeared, and he began to swim around the psychic treasure. .