Chapter 341? There has only been one person since ancient times
Wang Xuan frowned. This only remaining page of scripture was a little different, questioning everything and doubting time and space. According to what it said, except for itself, everything is empty.
It can be said that this cognitive view is a bit crazy, not like scripture, but like a cold and bizarre description.
"The streets are bustling with lights, and you are wandering among the crowds. Are there really so many people walking with you? Wrong. In fact, you only have yourself. The huge city and the bustling night scene are all just one person's imagination."
"The real you is either lying under the frozen soil, or in the cold universe. Everything in the world, all the splendor, is just a dream weaved by you alone."
"When you wake up, you may find that the so-called prosperous world and the bright fireworks are all gone, and you are just lying in the darkness. There is only you in the world, and all the colorful past is yours alone.
You wake up from your thoughts, and the real you is back."
"In the dead of night, everything is silent. You are reading quietly alone. Do the cities outside the window, the sound of cars on the road, and the villages and towns in the distance all exist? No, it is all for nothing. You are lying under the cold soil, just you.
My thinking is active, showing all this."
"There is only you in the world. You are a person's illusion. Everything and everything is an extension of your own thoughts, woven into an illusory and grand bubble. Really wake up."
"Maybe the frozen soil and the deep space of the universe do not exist. You are just lying quietly in the indescribable nothingness. Your body is cold and your spirit is active. You have built the world with your thoughts. When you wake up from the dream, everything should collapse and reality appears...
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Wang Xuan was in a daze, a little dazed. Is this a scripture?
Across time and space, separated by countless years, words and languages can no longer be understood and passed on. Only this spirit can resonate.
If what is said on this page is credible, the real world is too terrible. All of this is the expression of one's own thoughts. In ancient and modern times, there is only one person, all things, and the universe, are all illusions?
Wang Xuan was confused. There was something demonic about this scripture. It was brainwashing. He was only idealistic to the extreme. Apart from self-sacrifice, there is nothing else in the world.
"Why does it look like a diary left by a mentally ill person?" He looked confused. Is this the last verse? To him, it felt useless.
However, in a civilized fire, it was written on ordinary materials, but it was not damaged and was not burned, indicating that the sutra meaning it contained was unusual.
Fortunately, these are just a few ghostly drawings, not all of them.
Wang Xuan threw it into the fire, continued to interact with it, and after the mental fluctuations were consistent, he captured the traces of his thoughts again.
"Do you believe it? Since ancient times, there has been only one person in the world, and I am you. When I wake up, I leave a record. When your spirit extends, you see the only paper in the world that records the truth..."
Wang Xuan was speechless. What followed was the diary of a mental patient, still brainwashing.
"Actually, this is just a hypothesis. Believe it or not, it is correct. The reality is more unpredictable and bizarre than what I said. What I said is just to remind you. Maybe the truth is that you are a patient lying in bed.
You have been on the sick bed for most of your life, your body has grown old, and while your spirit is dying, you sketch all things and scenes, and everything comes from this..."
"Poisonous!" Wang Xuan said, and then he waved to the little white tiger and said: "Come, I will reveal the real world to you and teach you a supreme scripture about the nature of all things..."
Then, he unceremoniously tortured the little white tiger and passed on this mental imprint to him.
Unexpectedly, the round-faced girl became demented. She was deeply trapped in it and kept talking in her sleep. She said: "It makes sense. The demon master is my true body and consciousness. Wang Xuan is the dregs of my spirit. Therefore, everything in the world should be beaten to death." I am the only one who is true!”
When Wang Xuan saw it, he was speechless and didn't want to talk to her anymore.
He quickly captured the spiritual imprint again, and finally saw the real scripture.
"What I said is just an introduction. Destiny will arise and die according to your own heart. The spirit is the only sword we can use to cut through the fog and get closer to the truth, but the accumulation of real energy and the use of the body as a shield to defend ourselves , is also indispensable. If there is only me in the world, then use this as the criterion to capture the reality outside of me..."
Next is the real scripture, but it is still based on the assumption of the diary of a mental patient, and is deduced from this premise.
"What the hell, if I want to learn your method, I must first brainwash myself and turn myself into a psychopath?!" Wang Xuan was almost speechless.
Of course, from the perspective of the author, everything is so natural. This is a letter he wrote to himself, thinking that he is the only one in the world.
In this scripture, I believe that real influence exists everywhere and resonates with me, but the real energy and matter are difficult to capture.
Only when one has a pure spirit, realizes that one has only oneself since ancient times, and cultivates the spiritual eye, can one capture the splendid real matter at the end of the darkness, accumulate it in the body, and use it for oneself.
"I no longer need to purify myself, I already have spiritual eyes. According to this statement, I am born with a severe mental illness?"
Wang Xuan slandered, this person is really interesting, is he serious? Why does it feel like he is torturing future generations without leaving any trace?
According to the scriptures, if the spiritual eye can be cultivated, this temptation alone is worth the risk for some practitioners, and they cannot turn themselves into mental illness.
However, the following scriptures are indeed informative, but they need to be viewed dialectically and refined by themselves, otherwise, he will really become a "severe patient".
"In the cold universe, I am the only one, and all kinds of illusions that I touch, such as birth and death, such as the sudden disintegration of a radiant star, all emit little bits of real matter in the illusion, which is worth cherishing and extracting..."
Wang Xuan took great pains to decipher the mental thoughts of seriously ill patients into chapters suitable for him, so as to extract their essence and eliminate their spiritual diseases.
Whether it is the lifespan of a living organism or the energy released by a bright star, in this passage, it is an "external sense", an illusion that stimulates one's own perception.
From that illusion, extract a little bit of real matter that interacts with the only true self, thereby strengthening yourself and preparing to get closer to the real place in the future.
As Wang Xuan interpreted deeply and analyzed it quickly, he became a little crazy again. Everything is external and interacts with the inner self. He felt that he was still led astray by the scriptures.
"External feelings, internal self, ah..." He couldn't help shouting, thinking that he should throw this scripture to Lao Zhang to read, and torment him into a psychosis.
Wang Xuan was worried when he gave the scriptures to Demon Ancestor, Mingxue, Zheng Yuantian and others. It would be fine if there was something wrong with their souls, but what if they succeeded in training them?
If you give it to Lao Zhang, he will at most suffer from schizophrenia, and it will only be repaired slowly in the future. And if you can practice it, it will not become a serious problem.
Wang Xuan practiced for a long time and found that he could not practice the meaning of this sutra without putting himself into it and turning himself into a serious patient.
Moreover, he also needs to think that the world is the way it is, and what I think is right, and it should be like this.
He was in a trance for a long time, hypnotizing himself. Not to mention, it was really... effective!
"No, with such an alternative method and such a patient, it does not necessarily mean that the soul is diseased. I think he is deliberately tormenting future generations, giving people tests and self-correction to restore the essence of the scriptures."
He turned back and glanced at the little white tiger. He was really poisoned. He was grinding there alone, his eyes were dull, and he was immersed in his own world.
"Since I'm the only one, let's cut off the cause and effect of all things, starting with the dregs of my spirit, and destroy him." The round-faced girl wanted to push Wang Xuan into the fire in the ashes.
Snapped!
Wang Xuan slapped her on the forehead and woke her up immediately, then ignored her with a dark face.
"This scripture is very interesting, give me the second half, I want to understand it!" After the round-faced girl woke up, she was very excited and looked extremely happy.
"Find a cool place to sober up." Wang Xuan pushed her aside.
Finally, in front of the fire, he realized that when interpreting this scripture from his own perspective, all external feelings and inner self were thrown aside. In his own practice system, that is... everything is...
To superimpose reality, he wants to find and absorb that thin but real special substance.
This may deviate from the original meaning of scripture, but he can only practice in this way, and it suits his own path.
"Different people have different understandings. I will exchange it with Lao Zhang for the Heavenly Medicine. If he is fine after practicing, he can consider promoting it and show it to Fang Yuzhu so that Sword Fairy can understand it."
After all, this is the only scripture page that has not been burned, so it must have extraordinary value.
Wang Xuan retreated here, absorbing the strange substances in the embers while practicing this sutra, searching from all things, opening his spiritual eyes, and carefully penetrating the essence of the world.
Indeed, there are traces of strange material flows in the void, but the source is unknown, as if they were born in the superposition of all things. However, the amount is too small, and it will take a lot of time to expect such accumulation to be enough.
Then, he saw an object with vigorous life, and the vitality contained some substances that were close to reality, much richer than the void.
She is...little white tiger.
"In other words, practitioners absorb various energy substances, which contain some close to real wonders. They need to be tempered and extracted?"
Wang Xuan closed his eyes and wandered in a daze.
When he opened his eyes again, the fire was dim, and the fire was about to be completely extinguished. At this time, his body shook, and his spirit and body resonated. A dazzling beam of light rose up, baptizing himself. From the inside out, strange substances flowed, washing
The marrow activates the five internal organs, and the body and mind glow with a faint white light.
He unexpectedly made a breakthrough without realizing it, officially established himself in the seventh-level realm, and reached a higher level of Taoism, and he achieved it with the help of materials that were close to reality.
That special energy mostly comes from the embers of the fire.
"What's going on?" Wang Xuan was surprised. Around him, there were many corpses hanging on the ancient buildings, swaying in the wind.
Those were not ancient people, they were all descendants of the immortals and demons who came in with him this time.
Little White Tiger whispered: "It's been half a month, and you finally woke up. These are the people who wanted to get close to the fire, and they all hanged themselves to death for no reason."
Wang Xuan was shocked and said: "Is this world closed and we are sealed inside?"
According to the plan, this foreign land will only be open for three days. We will see the effect before deciding how to open it in the future.
"After the time is up, it will be closed for ten days. Two days have passed since it was opened for the second time. This time it will be open for a month." Xiao Baihu informed the situation.
"Instead of going to the land of nothingness, I broke through the ranks in the outside world and borrowed a scripture. Everything comes from the 'external sense'. However, without the large amount of strange substances contained in the fire, it will be difficult to succeed. It will take time to slowly Accumulation." Wang Xuan thought.
He stood up and looked at the old square and the silent streets. Many of the hanged people were familiar faces, such as a fairy with his tongue sticking out, wearing armor and showing a white slender waist, at the entrance. He also made rude remarks, and ended up dying like this.
There were six or seven strong men who were hostile to him. They tried to block him at the entrance and hunted him. There were men, women, demons, and immortals. They were hanged like this.
"Not everyone can get close to a remnant of civilization, so you will not die unjustly."
The round-faced girl nodded and said: "You deserve to die. Some people rushed over and tried to attack us. As a result, they got themselves involved. We deserve it!"
"Let's go." Wang Xuan said, it's time to leave here.
"Where is that scripture?" The little white tiger glanced at it with big eyes, still thinking about it.
"I'm afraid you'll have problems with your soul training. By the way, where's my photo crystal? If you don't give it to me, I won't take you out!" Wang Xuan threatened.
The little white tiger was in a daze, was she going to betray the demon lord? She felt guilty for a while, even though she knew that the demon lord would not punish her too much, but there was a high probability that he would also spank her butt!
"I didn't bring it with me. I went out to find it for you!" she shouted.
"Then just stay here by yourself, I'll leave first!" Wang Xuan dodged, left the square, and disappeared.
"Come out and I'll give it to you!" Little White Tiger suddenly became anxious. There were so many hanged people on the street, all of them new corpses. She was afraid of becoming one of them.
Wang Xuan frowned, standing in the street and saw a few people outside.
The first one is Mo Si. He has a delicate face and a thin and weak body, but he is absolutely powerful and ruthless. He is almost the strongest this time!
In the other direction, Qi Chengdao, dressed in white as snow, stood together with Ming Xi, who was as beautiful as she was. They looked like a couple of immortals. He wore a faint smile and nodded to Wang Xuan.
This is also a ruthless guy, and he is ridiculously powerful.
In the distance, there is a tall figure, exuding a terrifying aura. It is a young man. Although he looks calm, there is a sense of madness deep in his eyes.
He is Qi Liandao, the second son of the Demon Ancestor. He smiled and greeted directly, saying: "Fellow Taoist, you and I are destined. Thank you very much for bringing my family's ancestral weapon - the God-Slaying Flag here. Thank you from the bottom of my heart!"
He was polite and not crazy. He clasped his fists at Wang Xuan and bowed slightly.
"Something's happening!" Wang Xuan's heart skipped a beat because the God-Slaying Flag on his body actually vibrated slightly at this moment. What aroused its interest?