The world where the back door of the patron ancestor is located has been overturned at this moment. The sky and the earth are connected to form a huge circle. Meng Hao, inside, bears an astonishing pressure, and his body makes a squeaking sound, as if it is about to collapse.
And the world around these surroundings was shrinking continuously with the roar at this moment, and the speed was so fast that at the first glance, it seemed that you could only vaguely see the end, but at the next glance, it was actually thousands of miles away.
It seems that the contraction of the world and the earth will be completely completed in just a few breaths, without giving people too much time, at most a few breaths.
Either successfully survived the test and gained the inheritance, or just... died here, not worthy of being a demon-sealing line. This kind of will, although it was not expressed in words, was clearly expressed in this overbearing destruction of the world.
Meng Hao's eyes were red, and the sky and the earth shrank too fast, and he had no time to have any thoughts. The circle of the sky and the earth around them had already reached a thousand feet away, coming at an incredible speed, and submerged Meng Hao in an instant.
The pain tore through the whole body, and the feeling of death was so strong that it was indescribable at this moment. Seeing that Meng Hao was about to die, Meng Hao's eyes flashed suddenly, and he realized it!
"In the world of mountains and seas, I am obsessed with, I feel the way of nine seals. When encountering the second generation of seals, be influenced by it, understand right and wrong, and become... The three generations of seals!" These are the words before Li, there are two in it. A word is the key!
"Right and wrong!"
"The second-generation ban on demon enchantment is related to right and wrong, and this so-called right and wrong can be transformed into two other words when combined with the scene before us!!"
"True and false!" Meng Hao's eyes showed strange light. Under this pressure, his thoughts turned a thousand times, and his eyes flashed suddenly.
"Second ban on demon sealing, true and false ban!" Meng Hao suddenly said. The moment he spoke, the sky and the earth roared, and the circle formed by the sky and the earth instantly submerged Meng Hao. He couldn't resist the slightest, but in fact , Meng Hao did not struggle, let alone resisted.
boom!
Heaven and earth are one!
Meng Hao's mind buzzed. At this moment, he couldn't feel the existence of his body, as if his body had been shattered in the unity of heaven and earth, but the soul was still there. When he drifted up at this moment, Meng Hao was at a loss. When he lowered his head, He looked down.
Seeing below, my physical body disappeared, and the circle of the day and the earth, turned into a point at this moment, this point slowly spread, getting bigger and bigger, and chaos slowly appeared in it.
There are days, earths, sentient beings, and all things, but they all merge together. As this point spreads more and more, it gradually splits when it is boundless.
The turbid fall became the earth, and the light rise turned into the sky...
The ancient fierce beasts danced in the sky, emitting a loud roar, and as they echoed in all directions, large trees appeared on the earth, gradually towering into the sky.
There are even more ups and downs of mountains and rivers, all of which give Meng Hao a strong unreality.
"Do you understand." At this moment, a gentle voice came from all around, and the figure of a middle-aged man walked out of nothingness and stood in front of Meng Hao.
It is the Lord Li carved by the statue!
He looked at Meng Hao, but Meng Hao felt that it seemed that this person was not looking at himself, which was a very strange feeling.
"The forbidden method of the second generation of demon sealing is true and false... He wanted to find the meaning of inheritance from the original forbidden method of the first generation of demon sealing, so he realized the true and false prohibition.
True or false, false or false, true or true, lies in one thought, until the false is confused with the true, the true is confused with the false..."
Meng Hao was silent, and his eyes showed the light of comprehension. This is not the first time he has come into contact with the truth and the false. He had seen Xiao Yihan's true origin when he fought with the Wuyuan boy Xiao Yihan before.
At this moment, he looked around, closed his eyes after a long while, meditated cross-legged, spreading his spiritual consciousness, perceiving the world, and looking for the perception of true and false forbidden law that had just risen in his heart just now.
Time passed. I don’t know how long it has passed. Meng Hao’s eyes slowly opened and closed, and a smile appeared on his face. When his right hand was raised, his right hand seemed illusory and real, and it seemed illusory. Gradually, his entire arm, and even his body. After all became like this, Meng Hao let out a long breath.
"True and false, false true, it's just a change... True and false prohibition can make the reality become virtual, and the illusion can become true. This prohibition is strong... It is no longer the palm of the Taoist priest." Meng Hao raised his head and looked at The figure of Lord Li, who always existed in front of him, stood up and bowed.
"Thank you, senior, the younger you understand." At the moment when he understood the word, Lord Li's figure seemed to be more attractive, and he smiled slightly.
"This is the forbidden method of the second generation of demon enchantment, and my... is different from this, it has been used for you, whether you can feel it, it depends on yourself."
"And I still want to ask, true and false, do you really understand?" After speaking, Lord Li's figure took a deep look at Meng Hao, then turned and gradually disappeared.
"I'm obsessed with it, and I want to pursue the path of the deity. If you and I are destined, we can still meet, maybe... That's after a thousand tribulations." The voice was misty, slowly becoming a lingering sound, until it disappeared.
Meng Hao frowned, his eyes swept around, looking at the reappearing world around him, he did not notice the traces of the forbidden law mentioned by Lord Li.
"The prohibition of the three generations of enchanting demons..." Meng Hao's eyes were blank, and after a long time he closed his eyes, silently feeling the surroundings.
Time passed, and several days passed quickly. Meng Hao opened his eyes. He still didn't have a clue. He just noticed that the world he was in at this moment seemed to be in ancient times.
And he can be sure that here... is not illusory, but real.
He lowered his head and looked at his body. He has no body, but only a soul. In silence, Meng Hao simply flew out and wandered in this world, looking at the earth, the sky, the vegetation...
Time passed. One month later, Meng Hao became anxious. He felt the changes in time. According to his guess, the flow of time in this world seemed to be no different from the realm of mountains and seas.
"You must find a way to go out. Judging by time, the White Master of the seventh mountain and sea should have recovered from his injuries!" Meng Hao's spiritual consciousness blasted away, looking for a place to leave.
But until another month passed, Meng Hao still had no clue. His anxiety became stronger and stronger. When he lifted his right hand and waved it, he had magical powers and bombarded all directions, but even if the world collapsed, he still didn't find him to leave. Method.
It seems that this place is a sleepy place, trapping him here forever.
One month, two months, three months... Meng Hao became more and more mad, constantly roaring around, constantly trying to find, but the demon banning method was launched by him, but it still didn't help.
He yelled at Lord Li, but Lord Li had already left. Even though there were some ancient fierce beasts in this world, under Meng Hao's roar, none of them dared to show up.
Time, in Meng Hao's anxiety, passed mercilessly.
One year, three years, six years...
Watching the passage of time, Meng Hao's loneliness and worries about his grandpa made his heart sting, but he couldn't find a way out.
"Six years have passed..." Meng Hao was bitter. He could only pin his hopes on the flow of time here. He made a mistake in his own judgment, which was different from the outside world.
But when more than ten years passed, Meng Hao felt the years in his soul. His body trembled. He faintly felt that there was no error in his guess. The flow of time here was the same as the outside world...
When the first one hundred years passed, Meng Hao calmed down, but only his appearance was calm. In his heart, for his grandfather, for the ninth mountain and sea, for Xu Qing's worries, and for the thirty-three days and the outside world. The coming of a terrifying force made his heart difficult to calm down.
"How could it be like this..." Meng Hao was bitter. Over the past hundred years, he tried everything he could, but there was no possibility of leaving. Until the fifth one hundred years, Meng Hao finally calmed down.
In five hundred years, what should have happened had already happened, and he couldn't change it.
Many times, he didn't have consciousness at first, and even his spiritual consciousness was scattered, and he didn't take it back for a long, long time.
Until the second five hundred years, the third, the tenth...
I don't know how long it has passed, perhaps the one hundred and five hundred years, or perhaps one hundred and a thousand years, Meng Hao has long lost his main consciousness, and what is left are just scattered thoughts.
He seemed to see the changes in this world, the death of beasts, and the vicissitudes of life, until he saw the emergence of human-like lives. Gradually, those human-like lives hunted wild beasts, and slowly learned how wild beasts were. After the movement gradually developed, in a thought of Meng Hao, the beings in this world learned to practice.
Time passed again. I don’t know how long it will take. There are more and more monks in this world, and their cultivation is getting higher and higher. The war has begun. In this war, there are countless deaths...
I don't know how long it has passed. The new life after the war, this world has reappeared prosperity, prosperity after prosperity, war after war, until one day, the sky fell on the sea of fire.
This sea of flames burned the entire world and became flying ash, like pushing everything and starting again, Meng Hao still has no main consciousness, still countless scattered thoughts, watching all this.
A long time later, life appeared again, another prosperity, another war, and another sky fire, like a cycle.
At this time, Meng Hao stopped calculating time, he began to calculate such a cycle.
Time and time again, more and more, Meng Hao saw too much life and death, too much joy and sorrow, he was like a passer-by, an observer, and even he himself did not know what he was observing, until the cycle, After showing up ten thousand times.
The sky fire that appeared ten thousand times, after destroying the world, did not dissipate, but continued to burn. Gradually, the sky roared and began to break, the earth trembled, and began to collapse, and Meng Hao dispersed the world for a long time. At this moment, his thoughts suddenly began to shrink and condense.
His main consciousness, with the destruction of this world, began to wake up...
As if trapped in his prison for an unknown period of time, at this moment, it is about to collapse!
This roar lasted for too long, until the sky broke and the earth broke, until everything was shattered, Meng Hao was shocked, he... opened his eyes!
Still, it was still inside the door on the back of the patron ancestor, but the sky disappeared, and the earth lost everything around it and became nothingness. Only in front of him, the statue of Lord Li was still there, smiling, looking at Meng Hao as if Asking.
Do you really understand