Chapter 1288 The Final Chapter A cup of tea makes the sky rise again
In the small cup, which is less than two inches high, the sea of stars in the universe is flowing, and the fragrance of tea is lingering, as if it is carrying the extraordinary central world, flowing into Wang Xuan's mouth.
The whole world became much clearer in his eyes, and his body became lighter, as if he was reducing his burden, removing a layer of shackles, and being purified.
He seemed to see the essence of all things. He looked up through the extinguished fairy world and saw the dim lights in the distance. It was a real and ethereal place, looming.
Wang Xuan was at an unprecedented level of tranquility. Although in a flash of spiritual light, he saw a virtual scene in an unknown place in the cloud depths, which seemed to be a real place, he remained calm and unfazed.
On the occasion of Extraordinary Source No. 1, two years after the Eternal Silence Umbrella appeared, he once penetrated the umbrella and saw the lights of thousands of houses, but it was finally confirmed that he had returned to the origin.
Now seeing "reality" again, he has a peaceful mind and just thinks he has seen a corner of the future.
As he drank tea, the white mist curled up in the cup, and countless stars fell into his mouth. It was the taste of the earthly world, accompanied by the majestic wonders of the changing era.
At the same time, there were scripture symbols and arcane fire all over the sky, blooming at the same time, steaming on the tip of his tongue, as if some essence of this era was flowing.
For a time, there were countless wonders, and Wang Xuan's whole body was covered with peaceful light. He realized the immortal true meaning of the extraordinary central world, and the chapters left in the ashes are worthy of careful study.
He sat on the boat in the mist, and at a glance, it was like two thousand years of time passing by. He saw the past of the old center and the changes in myth, from its formal appearance to its glory and then to its curtain call.
For six whole years, Wang Xuan was silent, but in the spiritual realm, the rhyme of the Tao was surging, tearing apart the vast universe. He was experiencing enlightenment and comprehending various scriptures and avenues.
"We can probably live for more than 130 years. We may be behind the two children. We shouldn't have given birth to them so early." Ling Xuan looked at the two lively children in the distance, feeling doting and a little melancholy.
Wang Xuan nodded and said: "Yes, it's all me. Where are Yanque and the others?"
This is the Pingtian Star Territory, where he and Yu Daoqi came when they first came to the extraordinary central world. 1356 years have passed, and he laments how quickly time passes.
Su Tong smiled and said: "If it hadn't been so early, the children waiting might not be the two in front of me."
The starry sky is infinite, but this sea of stars is no stranger. As we drive into it, Wang Xuan feels more and more familiar.
The once extremely majestic River of Stars and Moons, which was formed by the stars and moonlight, is now extremely dark and completely dry. Back then, the waves were sparkling, the Clam Fairy danced, red dragons and carps swarmed, boats were painted, and all the people came and went.
For the famous place, the mist is vast.
It was the true meaning of the saints that was circulating. Even many chapters had not been refined or extracted, and they appeared dimly in front of the fire and caught Wang Xuan's eyes.
At that time, Wang Xuan was practicing the "Six Tribulations of Thunder and Fire", which was rumored to be very difficult to master and would lead to death. After Su Tong learned about it, he treated him sincerely and kept discouraging and warning him repeatedly. Ling Xuan also introduced Taoist companions to Wang Xuan, fearing that
He had an accident and I hope he can leave behind descendants.
"Flower of Vision, you really know my wish." Wang Xuan recognized Xinghai.
In the sky and on the earth, there are volumes after volumes of sutras with mottled ancient meanings.
"Someone has been here before. Did they search for anything here?" Wang Xuan frowned. This area had obviously been dug up and seemed to have been left not long ago.
The outer world, where strangers can live, is now dark.
His conduct continues to improve, never violently, but very steadily and firmly, and certain areas are constantly being expanded.
The withered yellow paper condenses the Taoist rhyme here, gathering scriptures that fill the sky. The fire shoots into the sky and illuminates the dark night sky, making the extinguished sky become bright.
The flower of vision took root in the pile of scriptures. Every time it swayed, it sent bursts of fragrance and countless rains of light, falling on Wang Xuan's body, giving him an increasingly transcendent sense of transcendence from this world.
After drinking the last aftertaste of this cup of tea in one gulp, Wang Xuan's whole body was clear and pure, and he entered the fourth level of the alien world. It was natural and harmonious, without any disturbance.
Just when he thought about it, he saw that he didn't know whether he should be happy or regretful for his old friend. The two people were left behind on this planet and failed to keep up with the great migration of the extraordinary source No. 1.
He looked at his last collection, and there was also a Zifu peach and a black and white Yin Yang jade bamboo shoot. They were supposed to be "souvenirs", but he sent them to Su Tong and Ling Xuan's home silently. Then he sat down.
On the boat, going away in the mist, the paper carrying the path also reappeared, entering the depths of the sea of stars.
He seemed to see one true saint after another performing martial arts, displaying the supreme principles, and evolving countless magical powers, but they were all vague and hazy.
The boat in the mist carried Wang Xuan, clearing the way with the light of scriptures all over the sky, illuminating the dark and vast fairyland, and traveling over this extinguished cold land.
In the blink of an eye, more than 1,300 years have passed. The entire city in the sky has migrated with the No. 1 extraordinary source, and many people are in hibernation.
Wang Xuan had no choice but to leave Pingtian Academy. At that time, he did not dare to have much contact with Su Tong and Ling Xuan. He only secretly entrusted Yan Que and the others to secretly give the two rare scriptures that could allow true immortals to achieve enlightenment.
Wang Xuan, as a stranger in the fourth heaven, could penetrate everything with just one sweep of his spiritual thoughts. He sighed softly, the myth completely ended here.
There used to be a large cave sky on this planet, which was opened up by the broken old holy decrees, but now it has long been extinguished.
The scriptures all over the sky are like fireflies and stars, carrying endless flames, covering the sky and covering the earth, submerging the withered yellow paper, and floating forward.
He had already drank half of this second cup of tea, and his Taoism had been steadily increasing. Then, he left the sea of stars in this world and officially went to the 36th heaven.
The strange medicine that was useless to him is now worth a lot in the old center.
The misty boat came, bringing with it the fire of the scriptures that filled the sky, lighting up the outer sky again. For a moment, the grand scene of yesterday seemed to reappear, and the remaining waves of the Xingyue River appeared, rolling up the afterglow of the waves before they dissipated.
At the No. 1 extraordinary source, Wang Xuan became a stranger and had a bad taste. He then went to the two dojos and stole the Zifu peaches and bamboo shoots from the old monkey and the old panda.
The 36th Heaven had naturally flown away long ago, leaving only the remains of a vast and boundless cliff.
For a long time, he was silent and quiet, until finally he drank a little light tea, as if drinking a period of time and a period of the past.
Although there is not much tea in Wang Xuan's cup, it seems to have been injected with a new tea fragrance. After entering the mouth, the aftertaste is endless, long and unforgettable.
"One day, if your relationship with the world of mortals is completely cut off, will you still be willing to travel far and continue the path of immortality?" Wang Xuan asked, giving them fruits in the hope that they can extend their lives and live long enough to end all the troubles in the world of mortals.
Wang Xuan sat on a small boat and crossed the sea of stars. He traveled quietly for four years, absorbing the rhyme of Taoism and absorbing the immortal scripture runes with withered yellow paper.
When Wang Xuan saw this scene, he was also greatly touched. His cold heart began to waver at this moment. He thought of his own child in the mother universe.
Back then, Wang Xuan swung his Karma fishing rod and caught a handful of monkey hair and a small piece of Zifu peach meat. However, he was cursed by an alien-level old monkey.
Wang Xuan returned to the old center for a total of 13 years. After breaking through, his heart was still intact and he still maintained this special state.
After arriving here, the Taoist paper is more active than in other places!
They are Su Tong and Ling Xuan, and they are both old friends. However, they have not seen each other since they parted ways in Pingtianshu.
Obviously, in today's era, the creatures that can enter and exit the highest spiritual world must at least be aliens.
Wang Xuan was neither impatient nor impatient, and still had a calm mind. The boat in the mist moved slowly, following the side of the paper carrying the Tao. It carried a large amount of wonderful magic and made bursts of gentle chanting sounds, soft and otherworldly.
"Hmm?!" When his spiritual light covered the entire planet, he actually captured the auras of familiar people. They were reduced to mortals, but very healthy.
"The place where the True Saint lives, even if the entire dojo has been moved away, seems to be a void, but the essential foundation is still so bright."
In the past, this planet was still in the steam age, but now it has been replaced by a look full of technology.
"They are all very good friends. I really didn't know they stayed." Although Wang Xuan met them briefly under the pseudonym Qin Cheng, he had a good impression of them.
"Who? Who is this old friend? Please come out and meet me."
It attracts the fire of countless scriptures, all of which are chapters that materialize in an instant. The pages of the scriptures are flying all over the sky, the rhymes of the Tao are intertwined, and the immortal meanings of the scriptures are flowing.
"In this era, this kind of fruit is too precious and can last for more than two hundred years. We just want to be mortals. You... take it away!" They declined.
"No... no." The two looked at the pair of children almost at the same time, and finally shook their heads vigorously.
Wang Xuan walked out of the fog and sat in their home.
Silently, in front of Su Tong and Ling Xuan, who were watching the children playing, there were two more golden fruits, flowing with a rich fragrance.
In the mist, he saw that although there were tears in his eyes, the couple also had smiles on their faces. They fed two Time Fruits to the four or five-year-old brother and sister, and gave them all to the children.
The places outside the world, the 36 heavens, and hell are all special places. They have gone away together with the No. 1 transcendent source, leaving only remnants and void.
The flower of vision swayed, and on the petals, there seemed to be myths emerging and dying. The light rain fell in front of it, as if it was guiding the way forward. The paper carrying the path inherited the rhyme of the path, condensed the texture, and moved in the direction of the flow of light and rain.
In the mist, Wang Xuan, sitting on the boat, searched through his shriveled collection and finally found some strange medicines. Ninety-nine percent of them were given away before the old friend from the No. 1 Extraordinary Source went into hibernation.
In the fourth year, the boat in the mist carried Wang Xuan, accompanied by the scripture fire and the flower of vision, into the outer world.
Wang Xuan stretched out his hand and took it over naturally. He only drank a little, and was not in a hurry to drink it all. The good tea in his hand carries the charm of Taoism. The essence of Yiji will accumulate more and more, so he needs to taste it slowly.
For three whole years, Wang Xuan was in this special state of studying scriptures and enlightening the Tao. He had no voice, and all he had was his speculation and understanding of various Dharma and Tao.
"Years...Divine Fruit!"
The mist surged, and the boat set sail again. The withered yellow paper absorbed the essence of the scriptures all over the sky, showing dense symbols. It returned to its original nature, left the pile of scriptures, and floated on the side of the boat together with the flower of vision, slowly going away.
Enter into the sea of stars in this world.
"Hey, after removing the 36th Heaven, the ruins here, the scenery here, and the place the mobile phone strange object told me are somewhat similar." Wang Xuan was surprised.
"Tell me, have you found the scripture that is suppressed in the 36th level of the world?" one of them asked, standing in the realm of the 6th level of the alien world.
"They're not valuable, just accept them. They don't mean much to me anymore."
He once participated in the longevity fruit festival here, dueled with the Zhulong clan in the arena of the Sky City, and dug out the Hunyuan mud made of the flesh and blood of the True Saint from the Garden of Creation. Then, the Ten-Eyed Golden Cicada Jin Ming and
The two leaders of the Black and White Bear Clan, Xiong Shan, followed suit and led the people in the city to repeatedly pick up the wool in the garden...
"Haichuan Planet is the first planet I visited back then. I wonder if there are any familiar people left." Wang Xuan whispered.
The main reason is that later on, his identity was sensitive, and he didn't see Wolverine, Lao Zhang and others very often, so it was naturally not suitable to disturb the people he met at the earliest stage.
"Brother Qin, sit down quickly!" The two of them had become mortals. They tried hard to hold back the slight soreness and the urge to cry. They greeted their old friend cordially with a smile.
But here, the sermon-carrying paper is "moving" like never before. The page of paper is shaking loudly, and the scriptures embodied and carried are densely packed, like a sea of scriptures surging.
Wang Xuan nodded and finally stood up to say goodbye.
At the same time, he fished away a piece of bamboo shoot belonging to the old stranger of the Black and White Bear clan, which caused the old panda to roar: Today he will take the bamboo shoot, and tomorrow he will take the thief's grandson.
After staying for four years, the paper carrying the path moved, accompanied by the flowers of vision, and the scrolls hung in the sky, shining like stars in the sky, and the withered yellow paper moved away, heading for a place outside the world.
However, in that large extinguished cave sky, the Taoist rhyme condensed towards the Taoist paper.
The faces of Su Tong, Ling Xuan, Qi Sheng and others appeared in front of Wang Xuan's eyes. At that time, he changed his name to Qin Cheng, met them, became friends, and entered Pingtian Academy together.
Wang Xuan returned 13 years ago, and the last lingering charm of the myth had been extinguished 17 years before that, which means that the remaining breath of the extraordinary has been extinguished for 30 years.
Wang Xuan was neither happy nor worried, his face was calm, the past was long gone. He looked through the dark sky and saw the misty lights in the corner again, as if a real place had emerged.
"This...Brother Qin, thank you!"
The couple was shocked. In the past, they were the most talented people on the planet. They both became immortals before the age of 300. They also studied at Pingtian Academy, so their vision was no problem.
"Brother Qin!" The two of them were in a daze, and then their eye circles were hot and red. After the transcendence was completely decayed, they could still see such a person with great supernatural powers, and he was an old friend. They had mixed feelings, and those fairy days in the past suddenly came to mind.
Haichuan Planet was only a mid-to-lower scale mythical planet with little reputation back then. Now there is not even a single extraordinary person here.
"They should all follow the extraordinary source." The two of them were not sure.
It has been 30 years since the myth disappeared. The biological age of the two people should be close to 50 years old, but after all, they have a longer life span than ordinary people. Now they are only in their 30s, and they are married and have children, a boy and a girl, both only four or five years old.
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In the emptiness of body and mind, his Taoism is improving, not very violently, but like a trickle, flowing from various fields, making himself more and more full.
After the flower of vision became extremely brilliant, the petals withered, and the magical object that was said to never fade unexpectedly changed. But soon, new flowers grew and became even brighter. On those new petals, it seemed that
One extraordinary source after another is arising and passing away.
Wang Xuan held the cup and remained silent. Many feelings and endless insights came to mind. In the spiritual realm, he stretched his body and performed various scriptures and magical methods.
"Brother Qin, we heard from Yanque that you may be Kong Xuan, Lu Renjia, and Wang Xuan later."
Suddenly, the void opened, and two people stepped out from the highest spiritual world. They were startled at first, and saw the runic fire shining all over the sky, and then they were extremely shocked.
The extinguished fairy world, the sky beyond the sky, and the world beyond the world have allowed him to reach a higher level. The vast and boundless extraordinary central world, as well as the sea of stars in this world, as well as hell, the sea of origin, and the remnants of Jedi such as the 36th heaven, are all
Waiting for him to approach.
The small cup in his hand disappeared and returned to the coffee table. However, as the boat in the mist and the Taoist paper moved forward together, sailing into the endless star sea, more and more Taoist rhymes and runes accumulated on the withered yellow paper,
The teapot levitated again and poured tea into a small cup less than two inches high.
He drank a little, and he didn't feel much, but more about remembering the past.
"It's me!" Wang Xuan nodded.
The boat in the mist followed, very steadily, as if it was sailing towards the unknown shore in the water waves in the dark night.
The boat in the fog looks slow, but in fact it has extreme speed, like an old horse knowing the way. The boat, Wang Xuan, carrying paper, and the flower of vision appear near a living planet.
"It seems familiar."
This time, the sound of chanting from the sutra paper on the side of the boat was louder, the sea of sutras was turbulent, and the scene was magnificent.
The fog dispersed, revealing Wang Xuan sitting on the boat. He transformed into Qin Cheng. He didn't want to meet each other at first. He didn't want to experience the sadness of sending away a generation in the past, but after hearing their calls many times, he came out anyway.
Already.
At this time, because the paper carrying the path was outside to avoid interference and damage from the other party, Wang Xuan was holding a small teacup and his true body was exposed at the edge of the fog.
"What does it have to do with you?" he responded calmly.
The other party was very domineering and determined that Wang Xuan had gained something, because the mysterious sight of scriptures flying in the sky made him think too much. He took action directly, struck first, and used forbidden secret techniques on Wang Xuan.
However, Wang Xuan arrived first and used his alien 4th level to fight against his 6th level opponent. With a bang, he shattered the opponent's forbidden magic light screen and grabbed the person's neck. He was more domineering than the opponent.