A few days ago on the lake island, the old man Tianji said to Chen Changsheng that if you want to delay the outbreak of internal injuries, then don't continue to practice. He didn't expect that instead of listening to him, Chen Changsheng became more courageous and diligent, and in such a short period of time, he was ready to break through. This had to make him feel worried and worried.
It's just that it was too late, the lake breeze gently fluttered the Taoist robe, Chen Changsheng closed his eyes, and was no longer in this world.
His consciousness returned to the most original place, and he came to the peaceful and profound sea of consciousness.
He thought slightly, and the sea of consciousness naturally generated waves, setting off unimaginably huge waves, those waves were as high as ten stories of buildings, and the momentum was extremely astonishing, piercing towards the dark sky above the sea non-stop.
It's just that the sky is too high, and no matter how high the waves are, they can't reach them. When they reached the highest peak, they fell back again helplessly, smashing countless fine white foam on the sea surface.
Those waves arise in the sea water, if they cannot be separated from the sea water, naturally they cannot jump into the sky.
It would not be difficult for him if he just wanted to send a wisp of spiritual consciousness into the sky as usual, but today he needs to send more spiritual consciousness there.
So he moved his thoughts again, turning his divine thoughts into countless sharp weapons, or swords, or knives, and then... cut the thoughts.
A storm broke out above the Sea of Consciousness, countless storms came from the horizon, turned into countless seemingly real moves, and slashed towards the turbulent waves.
The real sword of the Orthodox Academy, the Lishan Mountain Gate Sword, the Three Songs of Fishermen's Songs, the Three Swords of Wenshui, the Ningshuang Sword of the Snow Mountain School, the Pojun Sword of the Zhaixing Academy, the Linguang Sword of the Heavenly Dao Academy, and the Three Plum Blossom Lanes of Nanxizhai...
Countless sword moves appeared in the storm, dancing wildly on the sea!
Those ten-story-high waves were chopping uneasy, and gradually separated from the sea surface, but there was still the deepest bond that could not be completely broken.
A resolute shout resounded from the sea, and then a sword intent descended from the sky!
The first form of the Two Breaking Knife Jue, Dependent Origin!
This is the most powerful sword technique in the world, before one strike, everything will be cut off!
The huge wave was finally disconnected from the sea surface, and then floated up!
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When the huge wave left the sea, it turned into a piece of pure water, which looked like the lake outside Youfu.
This piece of sea water lost its connection with the sea of consciousness, it seemed to lose all its weight, and it floated gently into the dark sky, higher and higher, farther and farther, and finally followed it for a long time without actually passing by. , But in fact, every day a solid passage came to the sea of stars in the deepest part of the sky.
This piece of sea water is the essence of his spiritual consciousness, the essence of experience, and is his most precious thing.
When he reached the sea of stars, his spiritual consciousness still didn't stop, and he continued to move forward seemingly slowly, but in fact, he moved extremely fast. After a long time, he finally reached the edge of the sea of stars.
This place is extremely far away from the earth, and has already reached the other side of the star sea.
Beyond the stars is nothingness, but what about beyond nothingness
Looking at the incomparably far distance, Chen Changsheng always felt that there were still countless stars faintly there.
In the library building of the Orthodox Academy, the night he lit his own star, he had this feeling, always as if he was looking at the lights of thousands of families.
It's a pity that it's too far away. With his current strength and condensed level of spiritual consciousness, he can't get there no matter what, and he can't explore the real edge of the world.
He withdrew his gaze and looked at an inconspicuous corner on the edge of the sea of stars, where there was an inconspicuous star, which was very small and very red, and looked like an apple.
This is his destiny.
His consciousness slowly leaned over.
The ocean landed on the little red star, not only did it not lower its temperature and extinguish the flames, but instead made the red flames on the surface of the star even more violent!
When the golden wind and the jade dew meet, they turn into countless melts, spraying countless stars into the pitch-black space.
Almost surpassing the constraints of time and space, the incalculable amount of starlight returned to the ground from the edge of the extremely distant star sea and poured into his body!
Boom! Chen Changsheng, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly sank half a foot to the ground!
That's because the ground within a radius of three feet below him sank!
The lake wind roared and surrounded him, whistling his Taoist robe, poured it into his scabbard, and let out a humming sound, which seemed extremely wild and exciting.
There was a lot of dust, and it went straight up to the sky, like black smoke, which made that round of tomorrow much darker.
Someone inadvertently looked into the sky, and saw a faint bright spot in the dark sky relative to the sun, which looked like a star in the night sky.
The problem is, it is still daytime, how is it possible to see the stars? How can there be such a bright star in the world
The man shook his head, drove this absurd thought out of his mind, and looked at the venue again.
At this time, only old man Tianji didn't look at Chen Changsheng who was sitting cross-legged, but looked at the sky.
Only he can be sure that a star did appear in the previously dark sky.
There is an inexplicable destiny in the sea of stars. Even he can't determine the position of the star, but he knows why the star appeared.
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On this ordinary day in late summer, the midday sun is still so blazing, who would notice the fleeting star? Even if you notice it, who can believe your eyes
In a mountain field outside Kyoto, His Majesty the Pope stood in front of the tomb of Archbishop Merisa, looked at the name of his old friend on the tombstone, and said with worry in his eyes: "At first we were worried that he would grow too fast, but now It seems that this concern is justified."
On the highest Kama terrace in Kyoto, the Holy Empress looked at a certain position in the sky with her hands behind her back. The sun was very dazzling, but she didn't blink her eyes. Since the day when His Majesty Emperor Taizong drove her out of the palace and demoted her to the Baicao Garden many years ago, she was no longer afraid to look directly at the sun. It wasn't the sun she looked at today either. Mo Yu looked at her back from behind, thinking a little uneasy, what did the empress see before, that she was silent for so long
In the most majestic, majestic and formidable palace in Xuelao City, the Demon Lord sat on a chair, listening to his most loyal subordinates report the recent changes of the Demon Commander and the conflicts between the princes and nobles and the black-robed military forces. Conflict and silence, he still looks like a middle-aged scholar when he was in Hanshan, but his face is much paler, and the landscape is already dilapidated. He waved the subordinate tiredly to let the subordinate go away, suddenly sensed something, looked up at the top of the palace, after a moment of silence, got up and walked in front of a green plant.
This is a scorpion tree that he brought back from the bank of the Hanshan stream.
He looked at the heavy stalks on the treetops, frowned and said, "It's almost ripe so soon?"