The familiar bronze door was floating on the protruding rocks on the side of the unknown mountain. When An Zheng saw the bronze door, his heart moved involuntarily. Behind each bronze door was a piece of his own past.
"The Bai family's forbidden area must not be desecrated."
The middle-aged man laughed: "Yes, I am indeed very contradictory... I have more power in my body than can be used in this world, but I dare not use it and cannot use it. This world is like the most exquisite vase to me. "It's incredibly beautiful, but my hands are too strong. Although I love it very much, I don't dare to touch it. Even a slight touch will break the vase."
If the world is reduced to the most basic things, it is these four words, big, small, fast and slow.
"You are conflicted."
"Sit down, I wiped the chair over there before you come in."
An Zheng teleported to the other side of the cliff, his hand touched the bronze door, and the door slowly opened with a creak.
It was obviously a very obscure and boring statement, but An Zheng seemed to have grasped something suddenly, as if he had parted the dark clouds and seen the bright moon.
An Zheng didn't understand. He thought there must be some deep meaning in these words.
Someone was talking in the yard, and An Zheng was not unfamiliar with such words.
At this moment, a powerful aura chased him from behind, at an extremely fast speed, arriving in an instant.
An Zheng thought for a while and then said: "Punong is my first life. Although he cannot practice, he has discovered the method of practice... Could it be that you are my second life?"
Vaguely, he seemed to hear bursts of reading, which was the unique sound of young people. It was so clear that one could see the leisurely fish swimming at the bottom of the river.
But An Zheng could also see that the reason why he felt this way was because this middle-aged man not only had an elegant temperament, but also because no matter what he did or any action he did, it was just right.
The old man spat a mouthful of blood and wanted to step forward.
It's just reasonable.
"What do you find most difficult to master right now?"
The middle-aged man glanced sideways. The water for the children there had changed from hot to lukewarm. At this moment, the children's reading stopped, and soon he saw cheerful little figures. Rushing out of the house, they consciously went to drink water one by one, as if the water was the most delicious thing in the world. No one was left, and they all drank it.
The old man of the Bai family chased to the bronze door and saw that the young man in black had entered the door. Although he didn't know where the bronze door came from and what was inside, since it belonged to his Bai family in Shiwanhanshan, On the territory, naturally no one else is allowed to enter.
"What are you going to do!"
"What do you find most difficult to master right now?"
After the middle-aged man soaked the water, he walked over to An Zheng and sat down. He didn't look at An Zheng, but at the little guys in the room who were shaking their heads.
The wheat was almost ripe, which made people involuntarily feel the joy of harvest. Even though the wheat field was not his own, An Zheng felt very comfortable and satisfied.
Passing through this large wheat field, you can see a river that is not very wide. What is strange is that the water level of the river is actually much higher than the ground, so the river embankments built on both sides are very high and thick. There is a building under the river embankment with a simple style.
Don’t space and time exist naturally
"I just said that the order of time is the first order in this world, ranking before any order. So have you ever thought about how space came about and how time came about?"
The man who was chasing him yelled angrily.
An Zheng calculated the time and found that after Punong died, the three legendary supreme emperor-level powerhouses had not yet appeared. Emperor Yao probably had not started practicing. This person might be his second life, because he also had Punong's indifferent temperament is not only indifferent, but also has an indescribable feeling. Is it confidence? An Zheng wasn't sure.
The man who was chasing him yelled angrily.
An Zheng ignored him at all, opened the bronze door and walked in.
This is a wilderness that people will never forget after seeing it for a long time. It is such a large wheat field. With the breeze, the wheat fields are undulating like ocean waves, and the air is exuding the aroma of wheat.
"Your eyes are already fine."
A sharp sword intention came from behind, and it was behind An Zheng in an instant. An Zheng still did not look back, and swept back casually. The force of this sweep directly shattered the sharp sword.
The old man stood outside the door and wandered for a while, but in the end he did not dare to touch the bronze door again.
In fact, this question is so big that there are so many answers. If it is more erratic, you can answer that the future is the most difficult thing to control. If it is more erratic, you can answer fate. In fact, the more erratic answer is that the most difficult thing to control is yourself.
"The Bai family's forbidden area must not be desecrated."
In fact, this question is so big that there are so many answers. If it is more erratic, you can answer that the future is the most difficult thing to control. If it is more erratic, you can answer fate. In fact, the more erratic answer is that the most difficult thing to control is yourself.
Of course, what he was talking about was not really the strength of his hands, but the power of his cultivation.
The old man of the Bai family chased to the bronze door and saw that the young man in black had entered the door. Although he didn't know where the bronze door came from and what was inside, since it belonged to his Bai family in Shiwanhanshan, On the territory, naturally no one else is allowed to enter.
The old man finally stabilized his body, and just when he was about to move forward, his chest and abdomen suddenly started to churn, as if something terrible had gotten in, causing his internal organs to burst into unbearable pain, followed by a mouthful of blood. out.
"Your eyes are already fine."
He reached out to pull the door, and with a bang, a mighty force on the bronze door knocked the old man flying out.
The old man finally stabilized his body, and just when he was about to move forward, his chest and abdomen suddenly started to churn, as if something terrible had gotten in, causing his internal organs to burst into unbearable pain, followed by a mouthful of blood. out.
The old man finally stabilized his body, and just when he was about to move forward, his chest and abdomen suddenly started to churn, as if something terrible had gotten in, causing his internal organs to burst into unbearable pain, followed by a mouthful of blood. out.
An Zheng thought for a while and then said: "Punong is my first life. Although he cannot practice, he has discovered the method of practice... Could it be that you are my second life?"
Someone was talking in the yard, and An Zheng was not unfamiliar with such words.
The bucket was put into the well and when the water was lifted up, it was just above the well platform, which was less than one centimeter. The middle-aged man moved the bucket laterally, never touching the well platform, and never wasting any effort to move the bucket. Lift the bucket higher.
Inside the bronze door, An Zheng strode forward along the corridor. There was a faint white light inside that seemed to be guiding him. Following the white light, he walked straight forward and soon arrived at a very empty place.
"Come in, I've been waiting for you."
The old man finally stabilized his body, and just when he was about to move forward, his chest and abdomen suddenly started to churn, as if something terrible had gotten in, causing his internal organs to burst into unbearable pain, followed by a mouthful of blood. out.
"Speed and speed are the most basic components of this world."
When An Zheng walked into the courtyard, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a scholar's long shirt bending down to fetch water in the courtyard. The mouth of the well was not very big, perhaps because he was afraid that the children studying here would accidentally fall. When I went down, there was a round stone beside me. I thought I would cover it after fetching water.
But An Zheng could also see that the reason why he felt this way was because this middle-aged man not only had an elegant temperament, but also because no matter what he did or any action he did, it was just right.
"Then do you think there is a relationship between size and speed?"
"Speed and speed are the most basic components of this world."
"Your eyes are already fine."
"The Bai family's forbidden area must not be desecrated."
The middle-aged man laughed and seemed very satisfied with An Zheng's answer: "Time order comes first."
As if he guessed what An Zheng was thinking, the middle-aged man continued in a calm tone: "Space is also ordered, nothing more than big and small, and the order of time is nothing more than fast and slow."
The old man spat a mouthful of blood and wanted to step forward.
"I just said that the order of time is the first order in this world, ranking before any order. So have you ever thought about how space came about and how time came about?"
The man who was chasing him yelled angrily.
"I am not your incarnation. It may be wrong to say this, but that's all I can say."
An Zheng ignored him at all, opened the bronze door and walked in.
There was a cold shout inside the bronze door, and the bronze door closed with a bang.
The old man stood outside the door and wandered for a while, but in the end he did not dare to touch the bronze door again.
There is An Zheng himself in this bronze door, but he doesn't know which life he is.
"The things here belong to your Bai family? If you dare to disturb me again, I will make the Bai family mine."
"Wait for me for a moment. The children are about to finish reading. I'm afraid they will all be thirsty. I have to boil water and soak some herbs for their throats."
He has always been confident in his own cultivation. The Bai family has not been involved in the world for tens of thousands of years. They have been practicing with great concentration. They have dedicated people to maintain the sword formation. Purple-level sword guards do this. They spend most of their time. When used for cultivation, it is naturally faster than outside practitioners. Moreover, with such a long history, the Bai family has countless things that can help people improve their realm.
In fact, this question is so big that there are so many answers. If it is more erratic, you can answer that the future is the most difficult thing to control. If it is more erratic, you can answer fate. In fact, the more erratic answer is that the most difficult thing to control is yourself.
As if he guessed what An Zheng was thinking, the middle-aged man continued in a calm tone: "Space is also ordered, nothing more than big and small, and the order of time is nothing more than fast and slow."
The old man had just rushed back to the bronze door. After hearing those words, there seemed to be a thunder in his mind. He didn't know how the other party's mental power invaded his consciousness. The old man turned pale with fright and quickly backed away.
The old man of the Bai family chased to the bronze door and saw that the young man in black had entered the door. Although he didn't know where the bronze door came from and what was inside, since it belonged to his Bai family in Shiwanhanshan, On the territory, naturally no one else is allowed to enter.
"unimportant."
"Wait for me for a moment. The children are about to finish reading. I'm afraid they will all be thirsty. I have to boil water and soak some herbs for their throats."
There was a cold shout inside the bronze door, and the bronze door closed with a bang.
The old man finally stabilized his body, and just when he was about to move forward, his chest and abdomen suddenly started to churn, as if something terrible had gotten in, causing his internal organs to burst into unbearable pain, followed by a mouthful of blood. out.
For practitioners, there is no order in space, because when they reach a certain level of cultivation, destroying space becomes a way for them to test their own strength or for other purposes. Creating space is inevitable.
An Zheng thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes."
An Zheng didn't understand. He thought there must be some deep meaning in these words.
"I just said that the order of time is the first order in this world, ranking before any order. So have you ever thought about how space came about and how time came about?"
The old man had just rushed back to the bronze door. After hearing those words, there seemed to be a thunder in his mind. He didn't know how the other party's mental power invaded his consciousness. The old man turned pale with fright and quickly backed away.
"Then do you think there is a relationship between size and speed?"
The middle-aged man seemed to feel An Zheng's thoughts again. He shook his head slowly and said with a smile: "Time must be named by someone, so it is called time..."
He has always been confident in his own cultivation. The Bai family has not been involved in the world for tens of thousands of years. They have been practicing with great concentration. They have dedicated people to maintain the sword formation. Purple-level sword guards do this. They spend most of their time. When used for cultivation, it is naturally faster than outside practitioners. Moreover, with such a long history, the Bai family has countless things that can help people improve their realm.
"time."
The old man finally stabilized his body, and just when he was about to move forward, his chest and abdomen suddenly started to churn, as if something terrible had gotten in, causing his internal organs to burst into unbearable pain, followed by a mouthful of blood. out.
"no."
"What do you find most difficult to master right now?"
An Zheng then remembered a question the middle-aged man had asked himself before... What do you think is the most difficult thing to control
But An Zheng could also see that the reason why he felt this way was because this middle-aged man not only had an elegant temperament, but also because no matter what he did or any action he did, it was just right.
An Zheng didn't answer, he didn't know the answer.
For practitioners, there is no order in space, because when they reach a certain level of cultivation, destroying space becomes a way for them to test their own strength or for other purposes. Creating space is inevitable.
The old man stood outside the door and wandered for a while, but in the end he did not dare to touch the bronze door again.
"You are conflicted."
An Zheng had no problem, he just wanted to listen.
Inside the bronze door, An Zheng strode forward along the corridor. There was a faint white light inside that seemed to be guiding him. Following the white light, he walked straight forward and soon arrived at a very empty place.
When An Zheng stepped into the wilderness, his eyes immediately went into a trance.
For practitioners, there is no order in space, because when they reach a certain level of cultivation, destroying space becomes a way for them to test their own strength or for other purposes. Creating space is inevitable.
The old man stood outside the door and wandered for a while, but in the end he did not dare to touch the bronze door again.
"Speed and speed are the most basic components of this world."
This is a wilderness that people will never forget after seeing it for a long time. It is such a large wheat field. With the breeze, the wheat fields are undulating like ocean waves, and the air is exuding the aroma of wheat.
"I am not your incarnation. It may be wrong to say this, but that's all I can say."
When An Zheng stepped into the wilderness, his eyes immediately went into a trance.
The middle-aged man laughed: "Yes, I am indeed very contradictory... I have more power in my body than can be used in this world, but I dare not use it and cannot use it. This world is like the most exquisite vase to me. "It's incredibly beautiful, but my hands are too strong. Although I love it very much, I don't dare to touch it. Even a slight touch will break the vase."
An Zheng didn't answer, he didn't know the answer.
If the world is reduced to the most basic things, it is these four words, big, small, fast and slow.
This is a wilderness that people will never forget after seeing it for a long time. It is such a large wheat field. With the breeze, the wheat fields are undulating like ocean waves, and the air is exuding the aroma of wheat.
"I am not your incarnation. It may be wrong to say this, but that's all I can say."
This is a wilderness that people will never forget after seeing it for a long time. It is such a large wheat field. With the breeze, the wheat fields are undulating like ocean waves, and the air is exuding the aroma of wheat.
The man who was chasing him yelled angrily.
There is An Zheng himself in this bronze door, but he doesn't know which life he is.
It was obviously a very obscure and boring statement, but An Zheng seemed to have grasped something suddenly, as if he had parted the dark clouds and seen the bright moon.
There is An Zheng himself in this bronze door, but he doesn't know which life he is.
The middle-aged man filled up the firewood, sat down next to the stove, and looked at the flames that were gradually burning in the stove: "Actually, you have gotten almost everything you deserve. The reason why you are still at the ninth level of the emperor is not because of you. You don’t get enough, but you don’t have enough time. No matter how strong or talented you are, this step-by-step process cannot be omitted. It’s just a matter of speed or slowness.”
An Zheng didn't answer, just watched quietly.
The wheat was almost ripe, which made people involuntarily feel the joy of harvest. Even though the wheat field was not his own, An Zheng felt very comfortable and satisfied.
It was obviously a very obscure and boring statement, but An Zheng seemed to have grasped something suddenly, as if he had parted the dark clouds and seen the bright moon.
"time."
He looked around, but saw no one in the wheat field. There seemed to be melodious flute sounds in the distance, and An Zheng immediately rushed over there.
An Zheng suddenly gave this answer.
The old man of the Bai family chased to the bronze door and saw that the young man in black had entered the door. Although he didn't know where the bronze door came from and what was inside, since it belonged to his Bai family in Shiwanhanshan, On the territory, naturally no one else is allowed to enter.
In fact, this question is so big that there are so many answers. If it is more erratic, you can answer that the future is the most difficult thing to control. If it is more erratic, you can answer fate. In fact, the more erratic answer is that the most difficult thing to control is yourself.
Walking outside the building, An Zheng listened attentively. The children inside were reciting a long poem with beautiful words.
"What are you going to do!"
"Do you want a drink?"
An Zheng thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes."
It was obviously a very obscure and boring statement, but An Zheng seemed to have grasped something suddenly, as if he had parted the dark clouds and seen the bright moon.
Passing through this large wheat field, you can see a river that is not very wide. What is strange is that the water level of the river is actually much higher than the ground, so the river embankments built on both sides are very high and thick. There is a building under the river embankment with a simple style.
"Sit down, I wiped the chair over there before you come in."
The old man finally stabilized his body, and just when he was about to move forward, his chest and abdomen suddenly started to churn, as if something terrible had gotten in, causing his internal organs to burst into unbearable pain, followed by a mouthful of blood. out.
An Zheng calculated the time and found that after Punong died, the three legendary supreme emperor-level powerhouses had not yet appeared. Emperor Yao probably had not started practicing. This person might be his second life, because he also had Punong's indifferent temperament is not only indifferent, but also has an indescribable feeling. Is it confidence? An Zheng wasn't sure.
Don’t space and time exist naturally
An Zheng nodded, agreeing with the middle-aged man's words.
Vaguely, he seemed to hear bursts of reading, which was the unique sound of young people. It was so clear that one could see the leisurely fish swimming at the bottom of the river.
At this moment, a powerful aura chased him from behind, at an extremely fast speed, arriving in an instant.
An Zheng asked subconsciously.
The middle-aged man laughed and seemed very satisfied with An Zheng's answer: "Time order comes first."
An Zheng thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes."
Walking outside the building, An Zheng listened attentively. The children inside were reciting a long poem with beautiful words.
The old man stood outside the door and wandered for a while, but in the end he did not dare to touch the bronze door again.
An Zheng teleported to the other side of the cliff, his hand touched the bronze door, and the door slowly opened with a creak.
After the middle-aged man soaked the water, he walked over to An Zheng and sat down. He didn't look at An Zheng, but at the little guys in the room who were shaking their heads.
The middle-aged man's answer was simple and direct.
"Your eyes are already fine."
An Zheng then remembered a question the middle-aged man had asked himself before... What do you think is the most difficult thing to control
"What are you going to do!"
"Come in, I've been waiting for you."
An Zheng ignored him at all, opened the bronze door and walked in.
"Speed and speed are the most basic components of this world."
The bucket was put into the well and when the water was lifted up, it was just above the well platform, which was less than one centimeter. The middle-aged man moved the bucket laterally, never touching the well platform, and never wasting any effort to move the bucket. Lift the bucket higher.
At this moment, a powerful aura chased him from behind, at an extremely fast speed, arriving in an instant.
"I just said that the order of time is the first order in this world, ranking before any order. So have you ever thought about how space came about and how time came about?"
Someone was talking in the yard, and An Zheng was not unfamiliar with such words.
An Zheng ignored him at all, opened the bronze door and walked in.
An Zheng calculated the time and found that after Punong died, the three legendary supreme emperor-level powerhouses had not yet appeared. Emperor Yao probably had not started practicing. This person might be his second life, because he also had Punong's indifferent temperament is not only indifferent, but also has an indescribable feeling. Is it confidence? An Zheng wasn't sure.
It seems that everyone in this bronze door is waiting for him to arrive. This is a very strange feeling, which makes people feel unreal and has a sense of contradiction, but it is so real that it is irresistible to deny it.
There is An Zheng himself in this bronze door, but he doesn't know which life he is.
The man who was chasing him yelled angrily.
When An Zheng walked into the courtyard, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a scholar's long shirt bending down to fetch water in the courtyard. The mouth of the well was not very big, perhaps because he was afraid that the children studying here would accidentally fall. When I went down, there was a round stone beside me. I thought I would cover it after fetching water.
The familiar bronze door was floating on the protruding rocks on the side of the unknown mountain. When An Zheng saw the bronze door, his heart moved involuntarily. Behind each bronze door was a piece of his own past.
"time."
An Zheng calculated the time and found that after Punong died, the three legendary supreme emperor-level powerhouses had not yet appeared. Emperor Yao probably had not started practicing. This person might be his second life, because he also had Punong's indifferent temperament is not only indifferent, but also has an indescribable feeling. Is it confidence? An Zheng wasn't sure.
An Zheng didn't answer, just watched quietly.
But An Zheng could also see that the reason why he felt this way was because this middle-aged man not only had an elegant temperament, but also because no matter what he did or any action he did, it was just right.
He looked around, but saw no one in the wheat field. There seemed to be melodious flute sounds in the distance, and An Zheng immediately rushed over there.
"Who are you?"
He looked around, but saw no one in the wheat field. There seemed to be melodious flute sounds in the distance, and An Zheng immediately rushed over there.
"You forgot to answer me."
"The Bai family's forbidden area must not be desecrated."
All the problems of middle-aged men seem to be strange.
Passing through this large wheat field, you can see a river that is not very wide. What is strange is that the water level of the river is actually much higher than the ground, so the river embankments built on both sides are very high and thick. There is a building under the river embankment with a simple style.
Vaguely, he seemed to hear bursts of reading, which was the unique sound of young people. It was so clear that one could see the leisurely fish swimming at the bottom of the river.
An Zheng didn't answer, just watched quietly.
An Zheng asked subconsciously.
The familiar bronze door was floating on the protruding rocks on the side of the unknown mountain. When An Zheng saw the bronze door, his heart moved involuntarily. Behind each bronze door was a piece of his own past.
He asked over his shoulder.
The middle-aged man raised his head and smiled at An Zheng. He was a man who looked very comfortable. He had no edges or edges, but he didn't have the kind of smooth temperament. He was like a piece of warm jade, and his voice made people feel comfortable. The person feels comfortable, the face makes people feel comfortable, and even the action of fetching water makes people feel that it is the most reasonable thing in the world.
Vaguely, he seemed to hear bursts of reading, which was the unique sound of young people. It was so clear that one could see the leisurely fish swimming at the bottom of the river.
The wheat was almost ripe, which made people involuntarily feel the joy of harvest. Even though the wheat field was not his own, An Zheng felt very comfortable and satisfied.
The wheat was almost ripe, which made people involuntarily feel the joy of harvest. Even though the wheat field was not his own, An Zheng felt very comfortable and satisfied.
The middle-aged man laughed and seemed very satisfied with An Zheng's answer: "Time order comes first."
The bucket was put into the well and when the water was lifted up, it was just above the well platform, which was less than one centimeter. The middle-aged man moved the bucket laterally, never touching the well platform, and never wasting any effort to move the bucket. Lift the bucket higher.
There is An Zheng himself in this bronze door, but he doesn't know which life he is.
The old man stood outside the door and wandered for a while, but in the end he did not dare to touch the bronze door again.
"I just said that the order of time is the first order in this world, ranking before any order. So have you ever thought about how space came about and how time came about?"
There was a cold shout inside the bronze door, and the bronze door closed with a bang.
An Zheng shook his head.
The distance he took and the way he walked took An Zheng a while to think about before he came up with the word reasonable.
"unimportant."
"Speed and speed are the most basic components of this world."
An Zheng ignored him at all, opened the bronze door and walked in.
The distance he took and the way he walked took An Zheng a while to think about before he came up with the word reasonable.
The old man of the Bai family chased to the bronze door and saw that the young man in black had entered the door. Although he didn't know where the bronze door came from and what was inside, since it belonged to his Bai family in Shiwanhanshan, On the territory, naturally no one else is allowed to enter.
The middle-aged man raised his head and smiled at An Zheng. He was a man who looked very comfortable. He had no edges or edges, but he didn't have the kind of smooth temperament. He was like a piece of warm jade, and his voice made people feel comfortable. The person feels comfortable, the face makes people feel comfortable, and even the action of fetching water makes people feel that it is the most reasonable thing in the world.
"Do you want a drink?"
Of course, what he was talking about was not really the strength of his hands, but the power of his cultivation.
When An Zheng stepped into the wilderness, his eyes immediately went into a trance.
There is An Zheng himself in this bronze door, but he doesn't know which life he is.
There was a cold shout inside the bronze door, and the bronze door closed with a bang.
An Zheng once again fell into deep thought, thinking about such a seemingly boring question. Does it matter whether it's big or small, fast or slow
It seems that everyone in this bronze door is waiting for him to arrive. This is a very strange feeling, which makes people feel unreal and has a sense of contradiction, but it is so real that it is irresistible to deny it.
But An Zheng could also see that the reason why he felt this way was because this middle-aged man not only had an elegant temperament, but also because no matter what he did or any action he did, it was just right.
"Sit down, I wiped the chair over there before you come in."
Vaguely, he seemed to hear bursts of reading, which was the unique sound of young people. It was so clear that one could see the leisurely fish swimming at the bottom of the river.
The old man had just rushed back to the bronze door. After hearing those words, there seemed to be a thunder in his mind. He didn't know how the other party's mental power invaded his consciousness. The old man turned pale with fright and quickly backed away.
At this moment, a powerful aura chased him from behind, at an extremely fast speed, arriving in an instant.
The middle-aged man reminded.
"I can't give you any power."
The bucket was put into the well and when the water was lifted up, it was just above the well platform, which was less than one centimeter. The middle-aged man moved the bucket laterally, never touching the well platform, and never wasting any effort to move the bucket. Lift the bucket higher.
In fact, this question is so big that there are so many answers. If it is more erratic, you can answer that the future is the most difficult thing to control. If it is more erratic, you can answer fate. In fact, the more erratic answer is that the most difficult thing to control is yourself.
Passing through this large wheat field, you can see a river that is not very wide. What is strange is that the water level of the river is actually much higher than the ground, so the river embankments built on both sides are very high and thick. There is a building under the river embankment with a simple style.
If the world is reduced to the most basic things, it is these four words, big, small, fast and slow.
For practitioners, there is no order in space, because when they reach a certain level of cultivation, destroying space becomes a way for them to test their own strength or for other purposes. Creating space is inevitable.
Don’t space and time exist naturally
He looked around, but saw no one in the wheat field. There seemed to be melodious flute sounds in the distance, and An Zheng immediately rushed over there.
The distance he took and the way he walked took An Zheng a while to think about before he came up with the word reasonable.
The old man stood outside the door and wandered for a while, but in the end he did not dare to touch the bronze door again.
He reached out to pull the door, and with a bang, a mighty force on the bronze door knocked the old man flying out.
The bucket was put into the well and when the water was lifted up, it was just above the well platform, which was less than one centimeter. The middle-aged man moved the bucket laterally, never touching the well platform, and never wasting any effort to move the bucket. Lift the bucket higher.
After the middle-aged man soaked the water, he walked over to An Zheng and sat down. He didn't look at An Zheng, but at the little guys in the room who were shaking their heads.
An Zheng once again fell into deep thought, thinking about such a seemingly boring question. Does it matter whether it's big or small, fast or slow
It's just reasonable.
As if he guessed what An Zheng was thinking, the middle-aged man continued in a calm tone: "Space is also ordered, nothing more than big and small, and the order of time is nothing more than fast and slow."
"You forgot to answer me."
The old man of the Bai family chased to the bronze door and saw that the young man in black had entered the door. Although he didn't know where the bronze door came from and what was inside, since it belonged to his Bai family in Shiwanhanshan, On the territory, naturally no one else is allowed to enter.
When An Zheng walked into the courtyard, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a scholar's long shirt bending down to fetch water in the courtyard. The mouth of the well was not very big, perhaps because he was afraid that the children studying here would accidentally fall. When I went down, there was a round stone beside me. I thought I would cover it after fetching water.
An Zheng calculated the time and found that after Punong died, the three legendary supreme emperor-level powerhouses had not yet appeared. Emperor Yao probably had not started practicing. This person might be his second life, because he also had Punong's indifferent temperament is not only indifferent, but also has an indescribable feeling. Is it confidence? An Zheng wasn't sure.
An Zheng calculated the time and found that after Punong died, the three legendary supreme emperor-level powerhouses had not yet appeared. Emperor Yao probably had not started practicing. This person might be his second life, because he also had Punong's indifferent temperament is not only indifferent, but also has an indescribable feeling. Is it confidence? An Zheng wasn't sure.
"Wait for me for a moment. The children are about to finish reading. I'm afraid they will all be thirsty. I have to boil water and soak some herbs for their throats."
"Who are you?"
The old man finally stabilized his body, and just when he was about to move forward, his chest and abdomen suddenly started to churn, as if something terrible had gotten in, causing his internal organs to burst into unbearable pain, followed by a mouthful of blood. out.
Of course, what he was talking about was not really the strength of his hands, but the power of his cultivation.
The middle-aged man's answer was simple and direct.
"What do you find most difficult to master right now?"
"Wait for me for a moment. The children are about to finish reading. I'm afraid they will all be thirsty. I have to boil water and soak some herbs for their throats."
He looked around, but saw no one in the wheat field. There seemed to be melodious flute sounds in the distance, and An Zheng immediately rushed over there.
The middle-aged man poured the water from the bucket into an iron pot, and then lit the fire with a fire sickle. An Zheng could see that he was obviously a practitioner and had the ability to quickly boil the pot of water with ease, but he couldn't. Didn't do that.
But An Zheng could also see that the reason why he felt this way was because this middle-aged man not only had an elegant temperament, but also because no matter what he did or any action he did, it was just right.
"What are you going to do!"
An Zheng calculated the time and found that after Punong died, the three legendary supreme emperor-level powerhouses had not yet appeared. Emperor Yao probably had not started practicing. This person might be his second life, because he also had Punong's indifferent temperament is not only indifferent, but also has an indescribable feeling. Is it confidence? An Zheng wasn't sure.
The middle-aged man filled up the firewood, sat down next to the stove, and looked at the flames that were gradually burning in the stove: "Actually, you have gotten almost everything you deserve. The reason why you are still at the ninth level of the emperor is not because of you. You don’t get enough, but you don’t have enough time. No matter how strong or talented you are, this step-by-step process cannot be omitted. It’s just a matter of speed or slowness.”
"I just said that the order of time is the first order in this world, ranking before any order. So have you ever thought about how space came about and how time came about?"
"I can't give you any power."
This is a wilderness that people will never forget after seeing it for a long time. It is such a large wheat field. With the breeze, the wheat fields are undulating like ocean waves, and the air is exuding the aroma of wheat.
An Zheng thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes."
"Do you want a drink?"
The distance he took and the way he walked took An Zheng a while to think about before he came up with the word reasonable.
The familiar bronze door was floating on the protruding rocks on the side of the unknown mountain. When An Zheng saw the bronze door, his heart moved involuntarily. Behind each bronze door was a piece of his own past.
The wheat was almost ripe, which made people involuntarily feel the joy of harvest. Even though the wheat field was not his own, An Zheng felt very comfortable and satisfied.
The middle-aged man's answer was simple and direct.
In fact, this question is so big that there are so many answers. If it is more erratic, you can answer that the future is the most difficult thing to control. If it is more erratic, you can answer fate. In fact, the more erratic answer is that the most difficult thing to control is yourself.
The old man of the Bai family chased to the bronze door and saw that the young man in black had entered the door. Although he didn't know where the bronze door came from and what was inside, since it belonged to his Bai family in Shiwanhanshan, On the territory, naturally no one else is allowed to enter.
After the middle-aged man soaked the water, he walked over to An Zheng and sat down. He didn't look at An Zheng, but at the little guys in the room who were shaking their heads.
An Zheng didn't answer his question.
He asked over his shoulder.
The old man spat a mouthful of blood and wanted to step forward.
"Then do you think there is a relationship between size and speed?"
It was obviously a very obscure and boring statement, but An Zheng seemed to have grasped something suddenly, as if he had parted the dark clouds and seen the bright moon.
For practitioners, there is no order in space, because when they reach a certain level of cultivation, destroying space becomes a way for them to test their own strength or for other purposes. Creating space is inevitable.
"What do you find most difficult to master right now?"
"I am not your incarnation. It may be wrong to say this, but that's all I can say."
"What do you find most difficult to master right now?"
An Zheng shook his head.
"time."
He asked over his shoulder.
Walking outside the building, An Zheng listened attentively. The children inside were reciting a long poem with beautiful words.
"Sit down, I wiped the chair over there before you come in."
But An Zheng could also see that the reason why he felt this way was because this middle-aged man not only had an elegant temperament, but also because no matter what he did or any action he did, it was just right.
An Zheng nodded, agreeing with the middle-aged man's words.
"no."
The old man stood outside the door and wandered for a while, but in the end he did not dare to touch the bronze door again.
An Zheng walked over to the chair and sat down. He didn't say anything, but quietly watched the middle-aged man doing ordinary things seriously.
An Zheng then remembered a question the middle-aged man had asked himself before... What do you think is the most difficult thing to control
"Sit down, I wiped the chair over there before you come in."
An Zheng once again fell into deep thought, thinking about such a seemingly boring question. Does it matter whether it's big or small, fast or slow
"What do you find most difficult to master right now?"
"The Bai family's forbidden area must not be desecrated."
"Speed and speed are the most basic components of this world."
An Zheng didn't answer his question.
"I am not your incarnation. It may be wrong to say this, but that's all I can say."
Of course, what he was talking about was not really the strength of his hands, but the power of his cultivation.
"unimportant."
He has always been confident in his own cultivation. The Bai family has not been involved in the world for tens of thousands of years. They have been practicing with great concentration. They have dedicated people to maintain the sword formation. Purple-level sword guards do this. They spend most of their time. When used for cultivation, it is naturally faster than outside practitioners. Moreover, with such a long history, the Bai family has countless things that can help people improve their realm.
It was obviously a very obscure and boring statement, but An Zheng seemed to have grasped something suddenly, as if he had parted the dark clouds and seen the bright moon.
An Zheng asked subconsciously.
After the middle-aged man soaked the water, he walked over to An Zheng and sat down. He didn't look at An Zheng, but at the little guys in the room who were shaking their heads.
The distance he took and the way he walked took An Zheng a while to think about before he came up with the word reasonable.
The old man of the Bai family chased to the bronze door and saw that the young man in black had entered the door. Although he didn't know where the bronze door came from and what was inside, since it belonged to his Bai family in Shiwanhanshan, On the territory, naturally no one else is allowed to enter.
The middle-aged man filled up the firewood, sat down next to the stove, and looked at the flames that were gradually burning in the stove: "Actually, you have gotten almost everything you deserve. The reason why you are still at the ninth level of the emperor is not because of you. You don’t get enough, but you don’t have enough time. No matter how strong or talented you are, this step-by-step process cannot be omitted. It’s just a matter of speed or slowness.”
"I am not your incarnation. It may be wrong to say this, but that's all I can say."
Inside the bronze door, An Zheng strode forward along the corridor. There was a faint white light inside that seemed to be guiding him. Following the white light, he walked straight forward and soon arrived at a very empty place.
"I am not your incarnation. It may be wrong to say this, but that's all I can say."
All the problems of middle-aged men seem to be strange.
An Zheng then remembered a question the middle-aged man had asked himself before... What do you think is the most difficult thing to control
An Zheng ignored him at all, opened the bronze door and walked in.
An Zheng didn't understand. He thought there must be some deep meaning in these words.
An Zheng suddenly gave this answer.
He has always been confident in his own cultivation. The Bai family has not been involved in the world for tens of thousands of years. They have been practicing with great concentration. They have dedicated people to maintain the sword formation. Purple-level sword guards do this. They spend most of their time. When used for cultivation, it is naturally faster than outside practitioners. Moreover, with such a long history, the Bai family has countless things that can help people improve their realm.
There was a cold shout inside the bronze door, and the bronze door closed with a bang.
Vaguely, he seemed to hear bursts of reading, which was the unique sound of young people. It was so clear that one could see the leisurely fish swimming at the bottom of the river.
"The Bai family's forbidden area must not be desecrated."
"I can't give you any power."
"What do you find most difficult to master right now?"
The man who was chasing him yelled angrily.
Inside the bronze door, An Zheng strode forward along the corridor. There was a faint white light inside that seemed to be guiding him. Following the white light, he walked straight forward and soon arrived at a very empty place.
"What are you going to do!"
At this moment, a powerful aura chased him from behind, at an extremely fast speed, arriving in an instant.
Passing through this large wheat field, you can see a river that is not very wide. What is strange is that the water level of the river is actually much higher than the ground, so the river embankments built on both sides are very high and thick. There is a building under the river embankment with a simple style.
The middle-aged man boiled water, and then went to make water for the children one cup at a time. There were twenty-nine cups in total. The amount of herbs in each cup was exactly the same, and there was absolutely no difference. His hands were like the most beautiful in the world. Accurate scale.
As if he guessed what An Zheng was thinking, the middle-aged man continued in a calm tone: "Space is also ordered, nothing more than big and small, and the order of time is nothing more than fast and slow."
"Who are you?"
The old man of the Bai family chased to the bronze door and saw that the young man in black had entered the door. Although he didn't know where the bronze door came from and what was inside, since it belonged to his Bai family in Shiwanhanshan, On the territory, naturally no one else is allowed to enter.
The man who was chasing him yelled angrily.
An Zheng didn't answer his question.
The middle-aged man's answer was simple and direct.
The distance he took and the way he walked took An Zheng a while to think about before he came up with the word reasonable.
An Zheng didn't answer, just watched quietly.
An Zheng didn't answer, he didn't know the answer.
He has always been confident in his own cultivation. The Bai family has not been involved in the world for tens of thousands of years. They have been practicing with great concentration. They have dedicated people to maintain the sword formation. Purple-level sword guards do this. They spend most of their time. When used for cultivation, it is naturally faster than outside practitioners. Moreover, with such a long history, the Bai family has countless things that can help people improve their realm.
"Wait for me for a moment. The children are about to finish reading. I'm afraid they will all be thirsty. I have to boil water and soak some herbs for their throats."
"What do you find most difficult to master right now?"
Vaguely, he seemed to hear bursts of reading, which was the unique sound of young people. It was so clear that one could see the leisurely fish swimming at the bottom of the river.
He reached out to pull the door, and with a bang, a mighty force on the bronze door knocked the old man flying out.
The bucket was put into the well and when the water was lifted up, it was just above the well platform, which was less than one centimeter. The middle-aged man moved the bucket laterally, never touching the well platform, and never wasting any effort to move the bucket. Lift the bucket higher.
"unimportant."
"What are you going to do!"
"Who are you?"
"Come in, I've been waiting for you."
There was a cold shout inside the bronze door, and the bronze door closed with a bang.
After the middle-aged man soaked the water, he walked over to An Zheng and sat down. He didn't look at An Zheng, but at the little guys in the room who were shaking their heads.
The old man of the Bai family chased to the bronze door and saw that the young man in black had entered the door. Although he didn't know where the bronze door came from and what was inside, since it belonged to his Bai family in Shiwanhanshan, On the territory, naturally no one else is allowed to enter.
The middle-aged man's answer was simple and direct.
"I just said that the order of time is the first order in this world, ranking before any order. So have you ever thought about how space came about and how time came about?"
"Sit down, I wiped the chair over there before you come in."
The old man spat a mouthful of blood and wanted to step forward.
The middle-aged man laughed: "Yes, I am indeed very contradictory... I have more power in my body than can be used in this world, but I dare not use it and cannot use it. This world is like the most exquisite vase to me. "It's incredibly beautiful, but my hands are too strong. Although I love it very much, I don't dare to touch it. Even a slight touch will break the vase."
An Zheng ignored him at all, opened the bronze door and walked in.
The familiar bronze door was floating on the protruding rocks on the side of the unknown mountain. When An Zheng saw the bronze door, his heart moved involuntarily. Behind each bronze door was a piece of his own past.
"You are conflicted."
The wheat was almost ripe, which made people involuntarily feel the joy of harvest. Even though the wheat field was not his own, An Zheng felt very comfortable and satisfied.
Don’t space and time exist naturally
The man who was chasing him yelled angrily.
Of course, what he was talking about was not really the strength of his hands, but the power of his cultivation.
An Zheng thought for a while and then said: "Punong is my first life. Although he cannot practice, he has discovered the method of practice... Could it be that you are my second life?"
An Zheng didn't answer his question.
Vaguely, he seemed to hear bursts of reading, which was the unique sound of young people. It was so clear that one could see the leisurely fish swimming at the bottom of the river.
The bucket was put into the well and when the water was lifted up, it was just above the well platform, which was less than one centimeter. The middle-aged man moved the bucket laterally, never touching the well platform, and never wasting any effort to move the bucket. Lift the bucket higher.
The man who was chasing him yelled angrily.
As if he guessed what An Zheng was thinking, the middle-aged man continued in a calm tone: "Space is also ordered, nothing more than big and small, and the order of time is nothing more than fast and slow."
This is a wilderness that people will never forget after seeing it for a long time. It is such a large wheat field. With the breeze, the wheat fields are undulating like ocean waves, and the air is exuding the aroma of wheat.
He looked around, but saw no one in the wheat field. There seemed to be melodious flute sounds in the distance, and An Zheng immediately rushed over there.
An Zheng suddenly gave this answer.
It seems that everyone in this bronze door is waiting for him to arrive. This is a very strange feeling, which makes people feel unreal and has a sense of contradiction, but it is so real that it is irresistible to deny it.
"Your eyes are already fine."
The bucket was put into the well and when the water was lifted up, it was just above the well platform, which was less than one centimeter. The middle-aged man moved the bucket laterally, never touching the well platform, and never wasting any effort to move the bucket. Lift the bucket higher.
"no."
"The things here belong to your Bai family? If you dare to disturb me again, I will make the Bai family mine."
The old man of the Bai family chased to the bronze door and saw that the young man in black had entered the door. Although he didn't know where the bronze door came from and what was inside, since it belonged to his Bai family in Shiwanhanshan, On the territory, naturally no one else is allowed to enter.
The middle-aged man laughed: "Yes, I am indeed very contradictory... I have more power in my body than can be used in this world, but I dare not use it and cannot use it. This world is like the most exquisite vase to me. "It's incredibly beautiful, but my hands are too strong. Although I love it very much, I don't dare to touch it. Even a slight touch will break the vase."
The middle-aged man seemed to feel An Zheng's thoughts again. He shook his head slowly and said with a smile: "Time must be named by someone, so it is called time..."
The middle-aged man seemed to feel An Zheng's thoughts again. He shook his head slowly and said with a smile: "Time must be named by someone, so it is called time..."
There was a cold shout inside the bronze door, and the bronze door closed with a bang.
"Sit down, I wiped the chair over there before you come in."
An Zheng teleported to the other side of the cliff, his hand touched the bronze door, and the door slowly opened with a creak.
The wheat was almost ripe, which made people involuntarily feel the joy of harvest. Even though the wheat field was not his own, An Zheng felt very comfortable and satisfied.
"Sit down, I wiped the chair over there before you come in."
An Zheng ignored him at all, opened the bronze door and walked in.
Of course, what he was talking about was not really the strength of his hands, but the power of his cultivation.
The old man spat a mouthful of blood and wanted to step forward.
When An Zheng walked into the courtyard, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a scholar's long shirt bending down to fetch water in the courtyard. The mouth of the well was not very big, perhaps because he was afraid that the children studying here would accidentally fall. When I went down, there was a round stone beside me. I thought I would cover it after fetching water.
An Zheng thought for a while and then said: "Punong is my first life. Although he cannot practice, he has discovered the method of practice... Could it be that you are my second life?"
"The Bai family's forbidden area must not be desecrated."
This is a wilderness that people will never forget after seeing it for a long time. It is such a large wheat field. With the breeze, the wheat fields are undulating like ocean waves, and the air is exuding the aroma of wheat.
An Zheng calculated the time and found that after Punong died, the three legendary supreme emperor-level powerhouses had not yet appeared. Emperor Yao probably had not started practicing. This person might be his second life, because he also had Punong's indifferent temperament is not only indifferent, but also has an indescribable feeling. Is it confidence? An Zheng wasn't sure.
An Zheng didn't answer, just watched quietly.
All the problems of middle-aged men seem to be strange.
"You forgot to answer me."
"no."
He reached out to pull the door, and with a bang, a mighty force on the bronze door knocked the old man flying out.
The middle-aged man poured the water from the bucket into an iron pot, and then lit the fire with a fire sickle. An Zheng could see that he was obviously a practitioner and had the ability to quickly boil the pot of water with ease, but he couldn't. Didn't do that.
An Zheng then remembered a question the middle-aged man had asked himself before... What do you think is the most difficult thing to control
"You are conflicted."
For practitioners, there is no order in space, because when they reach a certain level of cultivation, destroying space becomes a way for them to test their own strength or for other purposes. Creating space is inevitable.
An Zheng then remembered a question the middle-aged man had asked himself before... What do you think is the most difficult thing to control
The middle-aged man's answer was simple and direct.
The middle-aged man laughed: "Yes, I am indeed very contradictory... I have more power in my body than can be used in this world, but I dare not use it and cannot use it. This world is like the most exquisite vase to me. "It's incredibly beautiful, but my hands are too strong. Although I love it very much, I don't dare to touch it. Even a slight touch will break the vase."
An Zheng thought for a while and then said: "Punong is my first life. Although he cannot practice, he has discovered the method of practice... Could it be that you are my second life?"
At this moment, a powerful aura chased him from behind, at an extremely fast speed, arriving in an instant.
An Zheng had no problem, he just wanted to listen.
It seems that everyone in this bronze door is waiting for him to arrive. This is a very strange feeling, which makes people feel unreal and has a sense of contradiction, but it is so real that it is irresistible to deny it.
The old man stood outside the door and wandered for a while, but in the end he did not dare to touch the bronze door again.
An Zheng suddenly gave this answer.
The middle-aged man seemed to feel An Zheng's thoughts again. He shook his head slowly and said with a smile: "Time must be named by someone, so it is called time..."
"You forgot to answer me."
"You forgot to answer me."
This is a wilderness that people will never forget after seeing it for a long time. It is such a large wheat field. With the breeze, the wheat fields are undulating like ocean waves, and the air is exuding the aroma of wheat.
"no."
The middle-aged man reminded.
At this moment, a powerful aura chased him from behind, at an extremely fast speed, arriving in an instant.
"Speed and speed are the most basic components of this world."
The old man spat a mouthful of blood and wanted to step forward.
After the middle-aged man soaked the water, he walked over to An Zheng and sat down. He didn't look at An Zheng, but at the little guys in the room who were shaking their heads.
An Zheng asked subconsciously.
An Zheng didn't answer, he didn't know the answer.
The wheat was almost ripe, which made people involuntarily feel the joy of harvest. Even though the wheat field was not his own, An Zheng felt very comfortable and satisfied.
An Zheng then remembered a question the middle-aged man had asked himself before... What do you think is the most difficult thing to control
"The things here belong to your Bai family? If you dare to disturb me again, I will make the Bai family mine."
"You are conflicted."
In fact, this question is so big that there are so many answers. If it is more erratic, you can answer that the future is the most difficult thing to control. If it is more erratic, you can answer fate. In fact, the more erratic answer is that the most difficult thing to control is yourself.
"no."
"Do you want a drink?"
"time."
In fact, this question is so big that there are so many answers. If it is more erratic, you can answer that the future is the most difficult thing to control. If it is more erratic, you can answer fate. In fact, the more erratic answer is that the most difficult thing to control is yourself.
"I am not your incarnation. It may be wrong to say this, but that's all I can say."
But An Zheng could also see that the reason why he felt this way was because this middle-aged man not only had an elegant temperament, but also because no matter what he did or any action he did, it was just right.
"time."
He has always been confident in his own cultivation. The Bai family has not been involved in the world for tens of thousands of years. They have been practicing with great concentration. They have dedicated people to maintain the sword formation. Purple-level sword guards do this. They spend most of their time. When used for cultivation, it is naturally faster than outside practitioners. Moreover, with such a long history, the Bai family has countless things that can help people improve their realm.
An Zheng shook his head.
An Zheng suddenly gave this answer.
In fact, this question is so big that there are so many answers. If it is more erratic, you can answer that the future is the most difficult thing to control. If it is more erratic, you can answer fate. In fact, the more erratic answer is that the most difficult thing to control is yourself.
An Zheng shook his head.
The middle-aged man laughed and seemed very satisfied with An Zheng's answer: "Time order comes first."
He looked around, but saw no one in the wheat field. There seemed to be melodious flute sounds in the distance, and An Zheng immediately rushed over there.
Walking outside the building, An Zheng listened attentively. The children inside were reciting a long poem with beautiful words.
He looked around, but saw no one in the wheat field. There seemed to be melodious flute sounds in the distance, and An Zheng immediately rushed over there.
The middle-aged man laughed: "Yes, I am indeed very contradictory... I have more power in my body than can be used in this world, but I dare not use it and cannot use it. This world is like the most exquisite vase to me. "It's incredibly beautiful, but my hands are too strong. Although I love it very much, I don't dare to touch it. Even a slight touch will break the vase."
The middle-aged man glanced sideways. The water for the children there had changed from hot to lukewarm. At this moment, the children's reading stopped, and soon he saw cheerful little figures. Rushing out of the house, they consciously went to drink water one by one, as if the water was the most delicious thing in the world. No one was left, and they all drank it.
"What are you going to do!"
It was obviously a very obscure and boring statement, but An Zheng seemed to have grasped something suddenly, as if he had parted the dark clouds and seen the bright moon.
A sharp sword intention came from behind, and it was behind An Zheng in an instant. An Zheng still did not look back, and swept back casually. The force of this sweep directly shattered the sharp sword.
The familiar bronze door was floating on the protruding rocks on the side of the unknown mountain. When An Zheng saw the bronze door, his heart moved involuntarily. Behind each bronze door was a piece of his own past.
An Zheng nodded, agreeing with the middle-aged man's words.
"Speed and speed are the most basic components of this world."
Passing through this large wheat field, you can see a river that is not very wide. What is strange is that the water level of the river is actually much higher than the ground, so the river embankments built on both sides are very high and thick. There is a building under the river embankment with a simple style.
"What are you going to do!"
An Zheng teleported to the other side of the cliff, his hand touched the bronze door, and the door slowly opened with a creak.
For practitioners, there is no order in space, because when they reach a certain level of cultivation, destroying space becomes a way for them to test their own strength or for other purposes. Creating space is inevitable.
This is a wilderness that people will never forget after seeing it for a long time. It is such a large wheat field. With the breeze, the wheat fields are undulating like ocean waves, and the air is exuding the aroma of wheat.
The middle-aged man laughed: "Yes, I am indeed very contradictory... I have more power in my body than can be used in this world, but I dare not use it and cannot use it. This world is like the most exquisite vase to me. "It's incredibly beautiful, but my hands are too strong. Although I love it very much, I don't dare to touch it. Even a slight touch will break the vase."
Walking outside the building, An Zheng listened attentively. The children inside were reciting a long poem with beautiful words.
When An Zheng stepped into the wilderness, his eyes immediately went into a trance.
As if he guessed what An Zheng was thinking, the middle-aged man continued in a calm tone: "Space is also ordered, nothing more than big and small, and the order of time is nothing more than fast and slow."
The wheat was almost ripe, which made people involuntarily feel the joy of harvest. Even though the wheat field was not his own, An Zheng felt very comfortable and satisfied.
"Speed and speed are the most basic components of this world."
The old man finally stabilized his body, and just when he was about to move forward, his chest and abdomen suddenly started to churn, as if something terrible had gotten in, causing his internal organs to burst into unbearable pain, followed by a mouthful of blood. out.
"no."
"I can't give you any power."
"Speed and speed are the most basic components of this world."
For practitioners, there is no order in space, because when they reach a certain level of cultivation, destroying space becomes a way for them to test their own strength or for other purposes. Creating space is inevitable.
This is a wilderness that people will never forget after seeing it for a long time. It is such a large wheat field. With the breeze, the wheat fields are undulating like ocean waves, and the air is exuding the aroma of wheat.
Walking outside the building, An Zheng listened attentively. The children inside were reciting a long poem with beautiful words.
An Zheng shook his head.
If the world is reduced to the most basic things, it is these four words, big, small, fast and slow.
"Speed and speed are the most basic components of this world."
The middle-aged man glanced sideways. The water for the children there had changed from hot to lukewarm. At this moment, the children's reading stopped, and soon he saw cheerful little figures. Rushing out of the house, they consciously went to drink water one by one, as if the water was the most delicious thing in the world. No one was left, and they all drank it.
The familiar bronze door was floating on the protruding rocks on the side of the unknown mountain. When An Zheng saw the bronze door, his heart moved involuntarily. Behind each bronze door was a piece of his own past.
An Zheng thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes."
All the problems of middle-aged men seem to be strange.
"You forgot to answer me."
Someone was talking in the yard, and An Zheng was not unfamiliar with such words.
"The things here belong to your Bai family? If you dare to disturb me again, I will make the Bai family mine."
If the world is reduced to the most basic things, it is these four words, big, small, fast and slow.
"You forgot to answer me."
The bucket was put into the well and when the water was lifted up, it was just above the well platform, which was less than one centimeter. The middle-aged man moved the bucket laterally, never touching the well platform, and never wasting any effort to move the bucket. Lift the bucket higher.
An Zheng suddenly gave this answer.
"Then do you think there is a relationship between size and speed?"
An Zheng didn't answer, just watched quietly.
The man who was chasing him yelled angrily.
"You are conflicted."
"Then do you think there is a relationship between size and speed?"
There was a cold shout inside the bronze door, and the bronze door closed with a bang.
An Zheng suddenly gave this answer.
After the middle-aged man soaked the water, he walked over to An Zheng and sat down. He didn't look at An Zheng, but at the little guys in the room who were shaking their heads.
All the problems of middle-aged men seem to be strange.
Passing through this large wheat field, you can see a river that is not very wide. What is strange is that the water level of the river is actually much higher than the ground, so the river embankments built on both sides are very high and thick. There is a building under the river embankment with a simple style.
When An Zheng stepped into the wilderness, his eyes immediately went into a trance.
When An Zheng stepped into the wilderness, his eyes immediately went into a trance.
"Do you want a drink?"
He reached out to pull the door, and with a bang, a mighty force on the bronze door knocked the old man flying out.
An Zheng nodded, agreeing with the middle-aged man's words.
The middle-aged man reminded.
An Zheng once again fell into deep thought, thinking about such a seemingly boring question. Does it matter whether it's big or small, fast or slow
"I am not your incarnation. It may be wrong to say this, but that's all I can say."
Vaguely, he seemed to hear bursts of reading, which was the unique sound of young people. It was so clear that one could see the leisurely fish swimming at the bottom of the river.
"Speed and speed are the most basic components of this world."
The old man of the Bai family chased to the bronze door and saw that the young man in black had entered the door. Although he didn't know where the bronze door came from and what was inside, since it belonged to his Bai family in Shiwanhanshan, On the territory, naturally no one else is allowed to enter.
The middle-aged man glanced sideways. The water for the children there had changed from hot to lukewarm. At this moment, the children's reading stopped, and soon he saw cheerful little figures. Rushing out of the house, they consciously went to drink water one by one, as if the water was the most delicious thing in the world. No one was left, and they all drank it.
An Zheng didn't answer, he didn't know the answer.
The middle-aged man filled up the firewood, sat down next to the stove, and looked at the flames that were gradually burning in the stove: "Actually, you have gotten almost everything you deserve. The reason why you are still at the ninth level of the emperor is not because of you. You don’t get enough, but you don’t have enough time. No matter how strong or talented you are, this step-by-step process cannot be omitted. It’s just a matter of speed or slowness.”
The familiar bronze door was floating on the protruding rocks on the side of the unknown mountain. When An Zheng saw the bronze door, his heart moved involuntarily. Behind each bronze door was a piece of his own past.
"time."
"I just said that the order of time is the first order in this world, ranking before any order. So have you ever thought about how space came about and how time came about?"
An Zheng once again fell into deep thought, thinking about such a seemingly boring question. Does it matter whether it's big or small, fast or slow
When An Zheng walked into the courtyard, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a scholar's long shirt bending down to fetch water in the courtyard. The mouth of the well was not very big, perhaps because he was afraid that the children studying here would accidentally fall. When I went down, there was a round stone beside me. I thought I would cover it after fetching water.
An Zheng calculated the time and found that after Punong died, the three legendary supreme emperor-level powerhouses had not yet appeared. Emperor Yao probably had not started practicing. This person might be his second life, because he also had Punong's indifferent temperament is not only indifferent, but also has an indescribable feeling. Is it confidence? An Zheng wasn't sure.
The middle-aged man glanced sideways. The water for the children there had changed from hot to lukewarm. At this moment, the children's reading stopped, and soon he saw cheerful little figures. Rushing out of the house, they consciously went to drink water one by one, as if the water was the most delicious thing in the world. No one was left, and they all drank it.
"Wait for me for a moment. The children are about to finish reading. I'm afraid they will all be thirsty. I have to boil water and soak some herbs for their throats."
"I just said that the order of time is the first order in this world, ranking before any order. So have you ever thought about how space came about and how time came about?"
The bucket was put into the well and when the water was lifted up, it was just above the well platform, which was less than one centimeter. The middle-aged man moved the bucket laterally, never touching the well platform, and never wasting any effort to move the bucket. Lift the bucket higher.
Don’t space and time exist naturally
"What are you going to do!"
The middle-aged man seemed to feel An Zheng's thoughts again. He shook his head slowly and said with a smile: "Time must be named by someone, so it is called time..."
The middle-aged man seemed to feel An Zheng's thoughts again. He shook his head slowly and said with a smile: "Time must be named by someone, so it is called time..."
If the world is reduced to the most basic things, it is these four words, big, small, fast and slow.
An Zheng suddenly gave this answer.
It was obviously a very obscure and boring statement, but An Zheng seemed to have grasped something suddenly, as if he had parted the dark clouds and seen the bright moon.
When An Zheng stepped into the wilderness, his eyes immediately went into a trance.
"I can't give you any power."