Chapter 642: The Long River Yanxuan Gong, the past is born in the virtual
A seaside place in dense forest.
As Chen Cuo pointed out, the twelve stars shone, and an illusory river appeared.
The waves were turbulent, wide and boundless, like ferocious beasts coming out of the cage, roaring overwhelmingly. Even if Chen Guangrui and others wanted to avoid it, how could they escape?
As for Taoist Wangsheng who was kneeling on the ground, Liuhuan Island Master and others who couldn't help themselves could only watch helplessly as the long river swallowed them up.
"This is……"
At the last moment, Fairy Hai Xi's eyes moved slightly and she saw the clue.
"The long history!"
As her voice fell, her figure submerged into the water.
But the water in the river is not real water. Instead, it is erratic, rotating between reality and reality, and seeps into his flesh and blood and soul.
In the blink of an eye, countless scene fragments flashed through Fairy Haixi's mind, like a fleeting glimpse of the past or a glimpse of the future, giving people a feeling that contained infinite mysteries and countless mysteries.
When she tried to capture and comprehend it, she found nothing. The fragments disintegrated like flowers in a mirror, unable to be captured at all, leaving only a trace of aftertaste.
But this little aftertaste makes Hai Xi feel itchy and unbearable, and can't help but continue to explore and pursue, telling the true meaning of heaven.
So far I was lost in the fleeting light.
Not only her, but everyone else is the same. Even Chen Guangrui, who has never practiced Buddhism, seems to be able to understand the gains and losses of history and see the future trend!
For those who are educated, understanding the past and clarifying the future will undoubtedly make people obsessed, and Chen Guangrui was hopelessly addicted to it and submerged himself in the water.
What is soaked in the water is not only their bodies, but also their thoughts, souls, and true spirits!
Looking at the figures indulging in each other, Chen Cuo narrowed his eyes.
The moment the long river submerged the figures of several people, he grasped the identities of these people.
Inspiration suddenly welled up in his heart, and then the Eighty-one Apertures Sutra deduced earlier started to work on its own.
In an instant, twelve stars flickered, then circulated, releasing layers of brilliance, shining in one place and blending with the surrounding river water!
Immediately, the figures swallowed by the river suddenly blurred, and then they completely lost their minds.
On the surface of his body, ripples bloomed and turned into clothes, weapons, and magic weapons, decorating several people.
Immediately, they all moved forward like puppets on strings, stepping into the depths of the river and falling into fragments of scenes.
The vast ocean has islands like pearls scattered everywhere.
Chen Cuo stood in the air, looking around, his eyes sweeping in all directions.
Vaguely, he discovered that there was a certain pattern and context in the location of these islands, just like a string of pearls. After the string of pearls was broken, they were scattered and fell everywhere.
However, after a cursory glance, Chen Cuo's eyes quickly focused on one place.
In the center of these islands of different sizes, a dark abyss is looming, lightless and bottomless. Whether it is sea water, creatures, strong winds, heavy rains, or sunlight, as long as you approach this abyss, you will fall into it!
Even when someone puts their eyes into it, they will feel that their thoughts are sinking and their minds are confused, as if their eyes have also fallen into it and it is difficult to escape!
This abyss seems to be deeply rooted in the vast ocean and has existed forever.
"This is not an illusion. This sea eye must have a long history."
With thoughts in his mind, Chen Cuo turned his eyes and noticed that the scenes in front of him were suddenly blurred and distorted, like reflections in the water or mirages, as if they would be disillusioned if he was not careful.
"In the end, it's just a combination of one person's mind, and then following the connections to piece together the fragments of history. The influence is not stable. After all, even this... Wang Shengzi has never really seen the birth and past of Haiyan. From his perspective
What is projected in my mind is nothing but the legends passed down by my master and the records in the classics. Although they draw some fragments of the past in the long river of history, the scenes in the long river may not be true."
The various scenes in front of him are naturally not real, but Chen Cuo used Xuan Gong to activate the river and directly triggered Taoist Wangsheng's memory and cause and effect, which were then projected in the shadow of the river and turned into scenes.
After thinking for a moment, Chen Cuo waved his hand.
Suddenly, the sun and the moon flowed, the sky and the earth turned over, the light and shadow changed, day and night alternated, the four seasons rotated, and the wind and frost passed away.
The boundless ocean in the long river immediately withstood the erosion of time!
Gradually, there are many more scenes around the abyss, all created by spells and magic weapons, and even covered by large formations.
As time goes by, many creations gather together, undergo blood sacrifices, and finally form a red island, covering the abyss!
It has been a long time since then.
Suddenly one day, the earth trembled, and mist came from the depths of the ocean, covering the sea in an instant, and even part of it fell into the abyss.
Then, the abyss trembled and suddenly expanded, suddenly exceeding the scope of the red island!
The island roared and was about to fall into the abyss!
at this time.
On the island, figures flew out one after another, performing Taoist magic, magical powers, and even sacrificing themselves, turning into rainbows and integrating into the surrounding formations, finally stabilizing their fall!
The island swayed and gradually hung in the abyss.
Then, many figures fell into the abyss and disappeared.
In this way, no matter how long it took, disputes suddenly broke out inside and outside the island. During the separation and reunification, many figures left the island, and many fell into the abyss.
There was one person among them, shrouded in thirteen rays of destruction, and his whole body was changing like glass.
There were several other people traveling with him, one of whom had a long breath.
When Chen Cuo saw the person, he immediately felt the cause and effect involved. After a moment of calculation, he understood the person's identity.
"This is Taoist Master Haixuan! He is a good friend of Master!"
Once he understood this, his expression immediately became solemn.
Dao Yinzi showed great kindness to him, and naturally he could not ignore his close friends.
"When the sea eye evolved earlier, many scenes were distorted and psychedelic. This means that Wang Shengzi did not experience it personally, but he heard about it from others and thought about it in his mind. However, the many changes in this moment have become more and more complete in detail.
It can be seen that he has experienced it personally, even in the past few decades! And the breaths of these departing people are swaying and weakened, and they have obviously been severely injured! Especially Taoist Master Haixuan, whose body has a dim aura and is surrounded by black energy.
, not only suffered severe injuries, but also foreshadowed a bumpy road ahead and bad luck!"
As he thought about it, he couldn't help but frown, then relaxed his brows and breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Forget it, since the matter of my mentor is involved, we can't delay any more! After all, this time I use the long river to promote the martial arts, and the road signs illuminate the Xuan Gong, not only to figure out the causes and consequences lingering on Chen Guangrui, but also to
I need to practice the Scripture of Emancipation in the human world once and become familiar with it!"
As soon as he thought of this, Chen Cuo suddenly sat cross-legged in the air, then opened his mouth and blew out a breath of fresh air!
This clear air seems to contain the power of opening up the sky. It is so thick and strong that even the water of the surrounding long river cannot help but retreat, allowing this breath of pure air to fall into the crimson island.
On that island, in a quiet dark room and a pool of deathly silence, Wangsheng Zhenren sat on a high platform, closing his eyes and making no sound. It was real and true.
In comparison, whether it was the surrounding scenes or the previous figures including Hai Xuanzi, they were all erratic, as if they were soap bubbles that could burst at any time!
Sudden!
The Qing Qi fell and fell directly into the Niwan Palace of Master Wangsheng!
Suddenly, Taoist Wangsheng trembled all over and opened his eyes suddenly.
The moment he opened his eyes, there was suddenly light in the entire dark cave. The originally illusory and erratic scene and the silent pool seemed to come alive at this moment!
A little more spiritual light came out of him, broke through the void, and fell into a hole.