In the mountain forest, there is a simple thatched hut, accompanied by vines and clear springs, not far from a clear lake, this area is quiet and quiet.
There are bluestone tables and stone piers outside the hut, and there are tall golden-thread and silver-leaf osmanthus trees, which are fragrant and calming.
This is a rare birth experience. Wang Xuan is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and is not intruded by wild beasts and monsters. He is temporarily separated from the world of mortals, reading golden bamboo slips, and thinking about the future.
In the past two months, even on a nova that has been depleted of supermatter, his strength has improved.
"Mist, the first small realm of Transcendence. When I stepped in for the first time, what I saw spiritually, there was darkness in the flesh and blood, and there was thick fog everywhere." Wang Xuan was thinking about the road of practice.
"Thinking about the first person who stepped into this field back then, he must have been very confused and hesitant. When he looked inside himself, he was trapped in the fog of flesh and blood, and couldn't see the next road clearly."
In order to better understand the Dharma and walk the road to the future, he substituted himself into the state of mind and thoughts of the first generation of superhumans long ago, and started from the beginning.
"Lan Deng, tearing away the fog with a strong will, accumulated enough spiritual energy, gradually saw the way ahead, and broke free from the shackles of the spiritual cage."
Wang Xuan feels that this is not something that can be accomplished overnight. Perhaps many of the first-generation transcendents have never walked out of the foggy realm of flesh and blood in their entire lives.
"Refining the spiritual realm is like hanging a lamp, illuminating the eternal night sky!"
He believes that it was remarkable that some people established this kind of belief and pointed out the general direction, and it may not be the effort of a generation at all.
"With the light of the spirit, illuminate the eternally silent and extraordinary night sky, and step out on the road to longevity!" Wang Xuan wrote on the bluestone table.
He was quite touched. Just imagine, in that era of ruthlessness and blood drinking, in the harsh environment of competing with all kinds of beasts and monsters, it was really amazing for early humans to have such awareness.
"If a person who establishes this belief is still alive and is still on the road of exploring the extraordinary, I think he or she must be peerless and powerful."
If this kind of person lives in this world, there is no reason not to be strong.
After two months of practice, comprehending the golden bamboo slips and comparing them with the stone scriptures, Wang Xuan's strength has improved, and he has come to the end of the realm of burning lamps.
Lighting the lamp, the spiritual light illuminates the way forward. He has already seen the realm of life and soil, and it is just around the corner to step into that realm!
"The land of life, the beginning of all laws, the place where the extraordinary stands, whether it is the pre-Qin alchemist or the Taoist, attaches great importance to this place. It can nourish life, and it is also the original place for extraordinary life to accumulate vitality."
The so-called Fate Soil can't find its corresponding tangible place among the flesh and blood viscera, but it really exists. When the lamp comes to an end, if you go a step further, you can gain a foothold in Fate Soil.
"If the extraordinary fades, will it start with the decay of the life soil? The beginning of all laws collapses, and the place of life, the place of the beginning of the extraordinary, is extremely important."
When Wang Xuan got up, the vegetation in front of him was fresh and the environment was beautiful, like a pure land outside the world, but it lacked super substances.
Some time ago, he often went to various temples and Taoist temples to absorb mysterious factors, and his flesh and blood were almost saturated.
In addition, whether it is the flying boat or the yellow gourd, there are also a lot of mysterious factors stored.
However, the two months of practice, comprehension of the scriptures, and supporting him up to now are almost exhausted.
He read the golden bamboo slips and compared the scriptures on the stone tablets, just to find a way, and he wanted to go on after the extraordinary material was exhausted.
But now, he thought, it was too difficult.
If three years later, the extraordinary dissipates, the world corrects mistakes, everything returns to the original normal track, and there is no soil for the existence of myths, even if he comprehends the supreme scriptures, it seems that there is no way to change this situation.
"Will the interior location be the last way out?" Wang Xuan frowned.
Looking at it now, which one of the immortals has not opened up the inner scene, and now some real bones are absorbing the inner scene to revive and reshape the flesh and blood.
However, he felt that when the time came, those interior locations would be closed, and the mysterious substance would no longer be able to be attracted, otherwise Lie Xian would not be helpless or even desperate for the future.
However, Wang Xuan is a little different from his inner scene. He was able to open it when he was a mortal, and he can enter without using extraordinary power!
"I hope that after three years, this unique interior location of mine can still be used, attracting mysterious factors from that unknown place!"
Wang Xuan hopes that this may be the fundamental reason for him to retain his extraordinary power in the future.
However, he can't put all his hopes on it, what if the door of his interior scene is also locked, or the inside is also dried up?
He should make all kinds of preparations and strive forHe trembled intermittently, and felt dizzy for a while, as if he was about to become a fairy.
His mental power was actually improving rapidly, directly increasing by about one-tenth.
This made Wang Xuan dazed, standing in this ancient kitchen.
In the dilapidated post station with some houses collapsed, the wine gourd left behind, just three drops of wine juice, has such an amazing effect?
Wang Xuan's heart was ups and downs, and his thoughts were full of thoughts. Where did he come to, and what kind of road did he take? !
"Heavenly medicine, interior scene, dead place, pathfinding are all the essence of the old arts, belonging to the secret path of the great avenue. This time I embarked on a pathfinding journey and came to an incredible place?!"
This is just a post station, with such gains, there should be even more unbelievable areas ahead.
Wang Xuan searched here and found nothing of value.
He looked ahead with his spiritual eyes. Except for the lifeless village and town, there seemed to be dim light, lights, and a huge city at the end of the land!
He couldn't help but walked forward. Behind him, the post station became more lively, and then the hanging lanterns were lit up one after another.
Wang Xuan approached the dark village and town, wanting to search here, and even more want to pass through here, approaching the bright zone at the end of the horizon.
Suddenly, he raised his head quickly. In the dark night sky, there were no stars and no moonlight. At this moment, something fell down. It was a piece of withered yellow paper.
He couldn't help reaching out to pick it up!
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