The glazed cup is transparent and clean without any flaws. It carries a dark liquid like glue and oil. A colorful wick extends out of it, burning quietly and shining brightly, completely illuminating the huge and towering ancient hibiscus tree, as if It can illuminate the three realms and ten directions, the heavens and the myriad realms.
Shaoxuan and Xi'e approached in a circle, using their magical powers, as if they had disappeared into the world, trying to hide from the scholar-like envoy in charge of the lamp, climbing the ancient tree from another direction, chasing after Sha Wujing, and grabbing it in front of him. A relic of the previous Daluo saintess.
Just at this time, they suddenly heard crackling and crackling sounds of intense burning from the silent place, and saw the lamp god making the surrounding lights jump like fire, and a little bit of burnt black dust suddenly emerged and fell from the void.
What did his "Wandering Lamp" light up?
His posture is not waiting leisurely, but focusing on alert?
What made the god envoy in charge of the lamp so cautious that he directly used the "wandering lamp" of Wu Sheng's old mother?
The legacy of the Emperor Renhuang has been passed down continuously. Shaoxuan and Xi'e naturally recognized the envoy who held the lamp, and recognized the "Wandering Zideng". It is said that the other party was a famous immortal in ancient times. , and the "Wandering Lamp" is said to have another name at that time, and it was extremely tyrannical. After all, it is impossible for a peerless thing to pop out suddenly. Even if it is refined only recently, various visions will appear.
As soon as the thought surfaced, the long knife in Shaoxuan's hand, which seemed to be condensed with purple electricity, suddenly lit up, gorgeous and clear.
When his mind turned, Shaoxuan didn't try to stop it, but followed the subtle induction from Juedao, swiped obliquely, and actively urged it.
Crackling, electric light, covering the void, making the surroundings look like daytime, eclipsing the ancient hibiscus trees and wandering lights, Shaoxuan only felt his right hand sink slightly, and then saw specks of black dust appear strangely, drifting with the wind.
An enemy attacked and was discovered by Jue Dao, and he was directly struck into ashes with the divine lightning, just like the wanderer's lamp completely ignited them? Shaoxuan suddenly realized, but there were new doubts in his heart.
?With my own realm and strength, I can be aware of the "fantasy shining into reality", so why didn't I feel the enemy's trace at all?
Because this realm replaces the principles of heaven and earth with its own principles? But he is also an internal realm, and he can change the surrounding legal principles with every gesture, even in the Nine Heavens, he can also make slight adjustments, so that he will not feel abnormal at all
Reminiscent of the decayed and dusty appearance of the Immortal Island and Shenshan here, and of the ancient Fusang tree implicating the Great Emperor Taiyi of the East, Shaoxuan became more and more alert, and had some vague guesses. At the same time, he took the initiative to show his figure, eyes Turn to the God of Light.
Just now the lightning was bright and the ashes were falling. How could such a big movement be hidden from a legendary power?
The lurking plan of the two of them failed.
Xi'e next to her has already sacrificed the "Doomsday Boat" and turned it into a huge ship that seems to be able to travel across many universes, floating on the illusory sea of ??bitterness, standing on the bow of the ship, unimpeded by wind and waves, rising and falling with the waves, It seems that he intends to directly hit the envoy holding the lamp, and hit the ancient hibiscus tree.
However, the distance between them and the envoy holding the lamp did not get any closer because of this, but instead they had the strange feeling of being separated by thousands of stars.
?The God Envoy in charge of the lamp made eye contact with Shaoxuan, as if illusory and illusory, and his aura was hard to be involved. He smiled slightly and said:
"It turned out to be two Taoist friends of the Emperor's survivors."
He is covered with warm and bright yellow lights, as if he is far away from the world, watching leisurely.
Shaoxuan and Xi'e looked at each other, and understood that what they saw and heard must be affected and restricted, either from the outside world or from themselves, so they couldn't see the true face.
In their eyes, the vast nebula gathered by the galaxies slowly rotated, the old cognitive model faded away, and a new model that fit the previous feeling was rebuilt.
With a bang, what you see is no longer the same. Where there is heaven and earth, where is the fairy island and sacred mountain, this is a vast and dark world. It is difficult to describe the hugeness in words. It can only be said that each mulberry leaf is close to the real universe, boundless, and the trunk of the ancient tree grows countless branches and hangs countless mulberry leaves, as if the heavens and the world are completely presented at once. In front of the two legendary powers.
And Sha Wujing didn't climb up little by little, but he was flying away from the main trunk in the form of dust!
Sitting cross-legged in front of the tree, the envoy in charge of the lamp is indeed thousands of stars away from Shaoxuan and Xi'e.
The boat of doom crossed, penetrated the darkness in an instant, and reached the boundary of the lights, making it difficult to enter the range illuminated by the wandering lights.
Seeing that Shaoxuan and Xi'e did not speak, the envoy who held the lamp continued:
"The two fellow Taoists really want to get involved in this matter? You have no friendship with the Emperor Yuan, because of the order, you want to prevent the consummation of the old mother, and form an endless hatred with me, Luo Jiao?"
Xi'e sneered: "In the last years of ancient times and the early years of the Middle Ages, how many times did the birthless old mother harm the Emperor? Do you think we will worry about making enemies with the Luo Sect?"
"And you probably have another purpose." Shaoxuan looked at Sha Wujing who was fleeing to the top of the ancient tree behind him.
The envoy who held the lamp said with a smile: "East of the Fusang ancient tree, Huang Taiyi and the blood of Haotian God were conceived together, and there is a deep secret. Now that you have entered, how can you not explore it?"
Having said that, he straightened his expression and showed a little pride:
"Although there are two of you, although you have the Doomsday Boat and Overlord's Ultimate Sword, but you are a wanderer, I want to see if you can pass me."
The lights flickered and seemed to swell up.
Shaoxuan and Xi'e concentrated on each other, the giant ship flew out of the barriers, and the long sword attracted thunder from the sky.
At the same time, they were quite surprised:
The ancient Fusang tree was not only conceived by the blood of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, but also the Haotian God?
Who did it?
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Pointing between the eyebrows with moonlight-like fingers, countless fragments of memory flew out. Meng Qi, who lost his consciousness and telepathy, seemed to have left the world of oriental glazed glass at once, and truly returned to the beginning, comprehending the experience.
?Thinking became blurred, memories emerged a little, what I saw in front of my eyes was mud, darkness, and caves full of all kinds of garbage, but it was different from what the human race saw, and it seemed to be another aspect of them.
Stumbling, following a trace of self-awareness and spirituality that did not disappear, Meng Qi sprinted out, his limbs coordinated, and soon came to the side of a pool of water, and saw a black disgusting mouse.
The mouse's perspective is different from that of the human race, and the figure at this time is like a monster from a nightmare to Meng Qi.
This is me?
This is who I am today?
When he changed in the past, he had a sense of consciousness or a spiritual sense, and he didn't need to rely on the mouse's senses and the mouse's body. Now without all of this, his memory has deteriorated greatly again, and what he sees is really different.
In a trance, Meng Qi felt like he was a mouse, as if he had experienced a metamorphosis.
The pool collapsed and the figure disappeared. Meng Qi spread his wings and soared into the blue sky.
Memories of goshawks, stones, etc., experienced one by one, trapped by the lack of spiritual awareness and spiritual perception, Meng Qi completely became them, using their senses to perceive the world and himself, like a dream, some do not know that it is Zhuang Sheng's dream Butterfly, or Diemeng Zhuangsheng.
this is me?
This is me too?
Without the strength of martial arts, these changes and experiences will definitely make the most calm and rational people completely lost, but Meng Qi has always had a trace of self-knowledge that has not been obliterated, and sticks to the edge of being lost in Zhuang Sheng's dream butterfly experience.
This is my xinxing cultivation base?
Without the strength of martial arts, but the level of spiritual practice still exists?
It comes from sharpening experience, from various understandings, there is no martial arts, but there is also my heart!
But what about "peeling off" the corresponding experience and understanding?
During a few thoughts, Meng Qi experienced different changes, closely guarding the trace of self-knowledge, experiencing the "self" seen in different bodies, different senses and different experiences.
Between the same and the different, the aura gradually emerges. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com