He had to hurry up and become stronger urgently. The previous battle had shocked him too much, and it also made Yuan Hong feel the pressure, especially the heirs of some great religions, who were particularly hostile to him.
This world is far more cruel than he imagined, the law of the jungle is preying on the weak, and the law of competition is playing out every day. He has offended so many people and knocked down batches of arrogance. He will definitely be punished.
Taixuantian felt from a distance that he was much stronger than Taixuan, his dormant blood was like a dragon, whether it was cultivation or supernatural powers, it must have been powerful to a terrifying level.
Moreover, Yuan Hong felt that this guy had killing intent. Although he hid it well, he was still perceived by him. Yuan Hong was worried that he would find trouble.
There is also Li Xuanji from the Holy Land of Heavenly Mysteries. Although he has never seen him before, Yuan Hong has been well-known for a long time. He is also a quasi-supreme.
This teaching is very scary. It is said that it came from outside the sky. It can deduce the secrets of heaven and calculate all the things in the world.
At the same time, the heirs of the Holy Land of Yaochi are equally famous and frightening. The future goddess of the present world, but a bright pearl, soaring like a fairy, seems to have descended from the Nine Heavens Yaochi, with celestial muscles and bones, comparable to Yun Shanlan and Ziyue Fairy , and it was only one step away.
These three people are not kings, but they are so powerful. Yuan Hong deeply admires him. He is not the only genius in the world. There are also those with great perseverance and great opportunity.
Who can know, is there a stronger existence? Beyond the king's body, the true supreme, the unrivaled evildoer, one person defeats the world's peers, no matter what kind of physique comes, it is useless, and pushes all enemies horizontally!
Become stronger!
At this moment, Yuan Hong couldn't wait!
The Golden Hall was empty, and there was no one there. It seemed very quiet. Yuan Hong lived here alone, browsing the Taoist scriptures to his heart's content. He strode forward and came to a row of bookshelves.
Youyou sighed: "The past and present lives are like a dream! If I didn't firmly believe that I am me at this moment, maybe I am still in a dream, the past and the past are embarrassing!"
Yuan Hong was sighing with emotion that he had gradually understood the world when he reached today's state, and knew that it might not be a coincidence in the dark, and there might be a mission to be able to come here.
"No matter what, you have to be strong before you can lift the fog and see through the source!"
Yuan Hong was in a peaceful mood and in surprisingly good condition. The sea of souls was bright and bright, like a scroll unfolding, the sky was empty, the earth was thick, mountains stretched endlessly, great rivers were rushing, and the ancient wood wolf forest was full of vitality.
It really looks like a universe here, with all kinds of natural phenomena present, although superficial and unreal, it reveals a sense of simplicity, and Yuan Hong's primordial spirit sits cross-legged in the temple on the top of the mountain.
A small Taoist temple is very ordinary, like an ordinary temple, standing on the top of the mountain, sitting cross-legged on the Taoist platform, peaceful and peaceful, like a body of flesh and blood, real and textured.
Yuan Hong felt that he was already able to manifest, that nothingness interfered with reality, and that his soul had reached a certain level. Even if his body died, he could still find another one to survive.
The light of wisdom at the back of his head became brighter and brighter, turning into circles of divine rings, holding a black pot in his hand, dark and simple, it was the talisman culture, and it was it that broke the divine light technique of Taixuandu.
The higher the realm, the more Yuan Hong feels that it is mysterious and unfathomable. It is completely incomprehensible and incomprehensible. It is dark, like a black hole, hiding too many unknowns.
"There are 4,000 Dao books, many of which are similar. Although there are obvious differences, the Dao and principles involved are almost the same. I have observed and realized that now, the next step is to focus on techniques and techniques!"
"Although the truths contained in these Daoist scriptures are important, I don't think it's just that. The same truth shows different directions. This is because of the different applications!"
Yuan Hong muttered to himself, thinking that the focus should be balanced. With his current state, he has understood so many principles, and the Taoist scriptures he will comprehend next must be similar, and the speed will be much faster.
But the skills and applications involved in it are varied and different. It can be said that it is colorful and gorgeous, and there are too many things for him to learn from and think about.
The wisdom, accumulation and precipitation of the predecessors are the most classic and basic. Yuan Hong feels that he may have overlooked this point. Skills are close to Tao, and when skills reach the extreme level, it is a manifestation of Tao.
"Don't be in a hurry to browse the new Daoist book, I need to accumulate and brew, and review the method of operation in it first!"
Yuan Hongpan sat down, all kinds of wonders and visions appeared in his soul sea, and they manifested in an instant. Make people realize.
Yuan Hong's primordial spirit stepped between these visions, carefully observed the method of operation, carefully felt the subtle differences, the use of true energy, and the control of strength, everything was imprinted in his heart.
Yuan Hong peeled off the cocoon, Yuanshen's little hand waved, and unexpectedly dissected the wonders and visions, layer by layer continued to spread out, and turned into lines, connected and intertwined with each other to form a pattern.
The slightest feeling flashed in Yuan Hong's heart. He was extremely surprised. He never thought it would be like this. There was a kind of joy of breaking through the fog and seeing the source. It turns out that the use of power can be like this, and the operation of Tao can be like this!
All of a sudden, he was intoxicated by it, a little obsessed, and a feeling of joy surged in his heart!
Yuan Hong's primordial spirit was running extremely fast, like a super computer, running countless times in an instant, it was bright and bright, and strange rays of light were blooming in his eyes.
As he was understanding and analyzing, his little hand couldn't help but start to move. Lines appeared on his fingertips, constantly beating, entangled with each other, and slowly sketched out a pattern.
puff!
Suddenly, the lines scattered and disappeared one after another. Yuan Hong frowned and sighed: "No! What's wrong? The true energy is not smooth enough, the strength is not concise and even, and my control is not meticulous enough."
The pattern disappeared, and with a mental strength as strong as his, it was difficult to make no mistakes at all. There were still mistakes and a blockage caused all the lines to collapse.
Afterwards, Yuan Hong shot again, and the Dao rhyme of artistic conception flowed in his heart, and the lines between his fingers kept beating, very spiritual, and his mental power surged out, grasping every detail.
But it was still unsuccessful, and it still collapsed, which made Yuan Hong start to reflect, and then he tried again and again, but all ended in failure, until after hundreds of times, suddenly he realized it in his heart, and drew it in one go.
"Om..."
The pattern was formed, and it kept trembling, sending out a strange frequency, and then manifested a spectacle, which was exactly the same as Yuan Hong's simulation. The two wonders echoed each other, with the same frequency and coincident fluctuations.
"call······"
Even though he is a primordial spirit, Yuan Hong let out a long sigh of relief. This is a basic Taoist book, and he has already comprehended the principles in it, but he never thought that it would be so difficult to construct the same method.
This is different from playing it, it is meticulous, starting from the most original core, and completely understands all its secrets, Yuan Hong can just raise his hand at this moment, and the power is extremely changeable.
Even the senior who created this Taoist book is probably not as proficient as Yuan Hong, and it is even more impossible for him to be as meticulous as him. Sometimes the birth of treasures comes naturally from perception, and few people analyze its root.
"It failed more than 500 times! It's really exhausting!" Yuan Hong sighed. If he hadn't been determined, he might have given up.
Ordinary monks don't have such tenacity, and they don't have such opportunities as Yuan Hong. The Tao Te Ching condenses time and space, so that the years can't flow, time can't add to the body, and time has no meaning here.
Otherwise, how could Yuan Hong have so much time to comprehend
His current state is that the physical body is in reality, and the soul is in nothingness. The time between the two is different. The time here is almost at a standstill, so that he can spend as much as he wants.
"Next"
Yuan Hong stepped forward and came to another spectacle, and started to analyze again. He peeled off the cocoons again, lifted the fog and saw a pattern formed by lines.
He kept trying, earnestly understood and researched, his brain turned rapidly, one by one mistakes were found, one by one was dissected by him, entangled with each other, combined with each other, and after hundreds of failures, he succeeded again.
Another same spectacle appeared, the two were the same, with the same breath, the same wave frequency, and the constant buzzing, which made Yuan Hong very happy, and then he found some similarities with the previous verification.
The ways are different, but the techniques are similar, and there are always points of overlap!
Next, Yuan Hong was very excited. He was full of agitation, completely immersed in it, completely obsessed with it, one after another was dissected by him, and then simulated.
His primordial spirit danced and danced, and he could hardly restrain himself. This kind of joy was no less than that of enlightenment, and it was also exciting. Yuan Hong felt that he had seen another world.
At this moment, there are only dots and lines in his mind, which are constantly combined and entangled, changing into different patterns, all kinds of strange and unconstrained styles.
If the years can flow and the time can move forward, how long will it take
It may be ten years, it may be a hundred years, it may be a thousand years, in short, it must be an incomparably long time, Yuan Hong is obsessed with it, forgets everything, and only has wonders and visions in his eyes.
However, time cannot be added here, time is condensed, and it is destined to achieve Yuan Hong. He transformed patterns one after another, confirmed them constantly, and then changed freely, and the harvest is unimaginable.
This kind of thing, no one will believe it, and dare not even think about it, it doesn't even exist in myths and legends, since ancient times, there has never been such a thing!
The Holy Land family, known as the immortal inheritance, has never heard of anyone who can do this
Perhaps, only the legendary born saints can do it, but this kind of talent surpasses the king's body, and time is almost invisible!
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