After Wang Xuan returned to his old land, he calmed down and seriously considered his future path.
When the curtain collapsed, he came into contact with more than one path. He saw with his own eyes some people who flew into the flames and were shattered into pieces in the utter splendor. There were also a group of people who gave up everything and resolutely crossed the sea of ​​extraordinary light and fled away, never to be seen again in the world.
He needs to become stronger, and he needs to bring back the soul that is wandering at the "true source".
In the following days, he studied various scriptures and collected a large number of scriptures in Xinxing. In a certain sense, it was equivalent to obtaining the secret treasure of the immortals.
In that special era, immortal caves, demon mysteries, etc., all gradually decayed with the extraordinary and fell out of the void, and there were all kinds of scriptures.
The chaebol dug up all the remains of immortals and brought huge dividends to Wang Xuan.
Now, for him, the time spent studying the Bible is very pure, but in the eyes of some people, it may be considered leisurely, and in the eyes of others, it may be considered boring. Different people have different circumstances.
In Wang Xuan's own feelings, this kind of life is not a peaceful and peaceful life in the countryside, but a kind of mental perfection and spiritual enrichment. He is exploring the way to the future.
In the tranquility, in the monotony, and in the departure from the fireworks of the bustling city, he gained various gains.
In the past, he had seen the splendor of the fairy world, experienced the blood and chaos of the end of mythology, visited the immortal land, visited the higher spiritual world, and personally experienced the end of an era.
He has fought with demons and slashed with gods. He was missed by Zheng Yuantian, became enemies with Tong Hengjun, fought with evil spirits, and was targeted by Shang Yi, the vaguely number one swordsman in the immortal world. He was almost killed.
Along the way, although he is still young, he has experienced quite a lot. He has witnessed the burning of the extraordinary era until it was completely extinguished. It can be said that he has seen all the glitz and finally returned to mediocrity.
When the immortals left and the myths ceased to exist, in this world where the extraordinary gradually became silent, his once restless heart also became peaceful, like a kind of precipitation.
After experiencing luxury, looking back in the world of mortals, and walking through the city with flashing neon lights, he did not need to meditate, and his whole person lacked the smoke and fire.
Going through Huangting and reciting the Sutra of Immortality... He studied it with concentration. In this state of mind, he gained more and more, understood it from different angles, and extracted something of his own.
He does not want to copy the path of his predecessors, but is inspired by various things to broaden his horizons and gradually see clearly the foggy road ahead.
Of course, this was the first time for him to learn some magic techniques, and he tried to figure them out carefully, such as the Hell Black Phoenix Technique, which was the top secret technique of the evil spirit dormant in Qitian's body, which could cause death and rebirth.
There are so many scriptures by Wang Xuan that I moved them all into the depths of the spiritual sea. Now I have searched all over the scriptures and finally found this secret scripture.
Once it is refined, it is equivalent to having an extra life.
Soon, he found Shang Yi's resurrection method, the Golden Cicada's Shell Cutting Technique. It was truly a first-class scripture, it could be called magical and magnificent.
Once this secret technique is practiced and resurrected by it, it will be weak at first, but after getting through it, as time goes by, the cultivation will be more diligent, and the Taoism will be stronger than before.
Wang Xuan discovered that there are many good things deposited deep in spiritual consciousness that need to be explored.
He didn't focus on hard work or thanking guests behind closed doors. In fact, he was very casual. Although he had a sense of transcendence, he had no intention of staying away from the world of mortals.
In his free time, he would walk around and watch the colorful city at night, crowded in the hustle and bustle of traffic on the streets during the day. He would also travel to high mountains and swamps, desert sunsets, different scenery and different moods.
Of course, sometimes he would have tea and chat with Qingmu and Liu Huaian, and he would also visit Chen Yongjie and his wife to tease the twins.
"Wang Xuan, are you going to become an immortal?" This is Qingmu's most intuitive view. He always feels that Wang Xuan's temperament is changing, and he is slowly gaining an aura of being out of this world, as if he is about to leave this world.
Although he didn't believe it at all, because the age of mythology was over and it was no longer possible for anyone to ascend to immortality, Wang Xuan's temperament really surprised him.
"No, on the contrary, a butterfly has escaped. Recently, I have just been in a peaceful state of mind, with nothing in my heart. I seem to be more indifferent unconsciously," Wang Xuan said.
Regarding this, neither Aoki, Liu Huaian, nor Chen Yongjie could only drink tea with him and could not participate in the analysis of his current situation.
The tea is indeed good tea. It is the fruit of the first immortal tea tree that Wang Xuan picked from the world under Mingtu.
But in this era, all tea fruits have lost their extraordinary properties. After being dried and preserved, only the fragrance is left, without the mythical glory.
Occasionally, Wang Xuan would go to Huang Ming's Banished Immortal Teahouse and gather with Zhou Qinghuang, Kong Yun, Mo Si, Gu Mingxi and other acquaintances. Here he unexpectedly met Master Wukong, the ghost monk.
He did not cross the sea and stayed in the world of mortals. As for the little white tiger who always quarreled with him, the round-faced girl, she swore to follow the demon lord and left.
After the myth came to an end, the old monk returned to Pufa Temple on the outskirts of Anseong, where Wang Xuan brought out the fragments of his soul. Later, he walked out of the curtain and the two were reunited.
Since then, Wang Xuan has had a new place to go. Sometimes he would go to Pufa Temple to talk to the old monk about scriptures and Dharma, and to study the secret path of Buddhism.
"Wang Xuan, I see that you are becoming more and more immortal. It matches the name of my tea house. It is full of charm and charm. Please endorse me." Huang Ming joked.
Outsiders commented that Wang Xuan was gradually losing his aura of worldliness. However, when he returned home, his parents directly asked him if he was tired of the world and not suicidal.
Wang Xuan's mother even asked him if there was something wrong with his practice, or if he had gone crazy?
He was stunned. This perspective on the problem was really "extraordinary", and it was so different that he was speechless.
"Are you as strong as Fang Yuzhu now? Are you as powerful as Yan Mingcheng? Where can you find a way? Don't mess around. Your mother and I only have one child, so don't risk yourself."
After Wang Xuan heard this, he seriously reflected on his situation. Is it normal?
"In this special era, I have a high probability of officially entering the Xiaoyaoyou level and surpassing the Earth Immortal. However, there are some problems and I am slightly out of touch."
Later, after his parents knew the truth, they were silent for a while, quite speechless, and Yuan Shen went on the road alone and ran away?!
"It's okay. This realm is a spiritual journey. Moreover, I am different from the immortals. This is a true escape with a higher gold content. The soul has gone to the true source."
Wang Xuan was reading scriptures in the courtyard and didn't pay much attention.
"Do you think that traveling around the world with your mind is the highest level of leisure travel? There are records in ancient books that in addition to traveling with your mind, you can also travel with your body." Wang Zesheng said.
Wang Xuan looked at Lao Wang, is there such a thing? His father has been with Yan Mingcheng for more than 20 years, so he knows a lot.
"You read all the scriptures, and I read all the miscellaneous books on the history of practice. If you have nothing to do, you should also read it." Wang Zesheng said.
Regarding body wandering, it is only mentioned by a few people, not the mainstream, because to a certain extent, mind wandering is enough. The most important thing for people is their thoughts, entering one layer after another of spiritual heaven and earth, and strengthening the soul.
The so-called body travel refers to taking the physical body into the spiritual space. However, how can ordinary wandering monks achieve this step?
Wang Xuan was startled. He had brought his physical body into the interior location and had done it unintentionally.
"Some people also say that the mortal world of this world, one step at a time, is the best place for the physical body to travel. We have waded through the river of time, traveled to various places in the world, seen the wonders of the world, experienced the customs of hundreds of ethnic groups, and the wandering of the mind and body coexist. This is a free journey."
Wang Xuan asked him for those miscellaneous books, and Lao Wang actually asked him to go to the relevant departments in Pingcheng to find them. That place collected many unique books.
Wang Xuan asked Lao Chen for help and actually uploaded the scanned version to him from the Internet.
"My child, you have lost your soul. You are a practitioner, how could you not have a soul?" Wang Xuan's mother, Jiang Yun, looked worried.
Wang Zesheng said: "Yan Mingcheng seems to have mentioned similar things before. At that time, when he and Bai Jingshu were discussing whether the real road had been found in the past generations and whether there were people who had taken the crucial step, they mentioned some strange people. Among them There is someone in a situation similar to yours."
Jiang Yun thought back and then woke up and said: "I also remembered that that strange man seemed to be a long time ago. He said he belonged to some lost civilization and unearthed some inscriptions from the remaining ruins in a foreign land."
Wang Xuan suddenly became energetic.
According to records, after the end of a certain extraordinary civilization a long time ago, a peerless immortal became increasingly weak. While walking in the world of mortals, he unexpectedly met a young man who could not see clearly.
Many years later, the peerless immortal had long since become a mortal and his hair had turned gray. However, when he met the young man again, he found that time had not left any traces on his body.
He was immediately shocked and humbly asked for advice, but the other party sighed and told him that his physical body retained the power of the earthly immortal level, but his soul had an accident and was gone.
"Why is it gone?" Wang Xuan was surprised. Did he really meet "the same kind"?
"According to the young man, the Yuan Shen was completely destroyed by the correction of the universe, leaving only normal mental thoughts and consciousness intact. Unfortunately, the Yuan Shen Dao Fruit was completely dispersed."
Wang Xuan was in a trance, and there was such a person. His soul "dissolved" and his body retained the earthly immortal fruit position. It was outrageous. It seemed that he was still different from him.
"Are you sure that your soul has temporarily traveled far away instead of disappearing?" Wang Xuan's mother Jiang Yun asked.
"I'm sure he's still there!" Wang Xuan nodded, and then asked: "What happened next?"
Wang Zesheng said: "He is like an ordinary person, living in the world of mortals, but he seems to be very confident, thinking that he can return to his original nature and see mountains again. That strange man feels that he will experience the real realm of the human world, and then set foot on the real world again. A happy journey, and then a health care master... If you go all the way and experience it again, you will eventually reshape a new myth and become truly transcendent."
"There are some ways." Wang Xuan nodded.
Jiang Yun said: "So, no matter what era, you must not be careless or too arrogant. Maybe there is such a 'strange person' in this city, who has turned into a mortal and is re-entering the realm of the human world..."
"What happened to this strange man?" Wang Xuan said, directly holding his parents' hands and using his earthly immortal body and instincts to explore his parents' physical condition.
The two of them are very healthy and have strong blood, which is the result of the help of Yan Mingcheng and Bai Jingshu. However, they are only stronger than ordinary people, not extraordinary, and they are far from the physical constitution of earthly immortals.
"What are you thinking about?" Jiang Yun clapped his hand aside.
"Later, because of an accident, the strange man died under the gunfire of the spaceship. His flesh and blood was shattered, but before he died, he tore apart several small warships." Wang Zesheng said.
Moreover, he solemnly reminded Wang Xuan to be more cautious and cautious. Even if he has an earthly immortal body, he cannot stop modern technological weapons after losing his soul. If someone is really plotting against him, he may be in trouble.
Wang Xuan nodded, fortunately, he still had the Royal Dao Spear in his hand. If someone really wanted to risk his life to show off his face, he wouldn't be that easy to deal with.
Unless the other party goes crazy and destroys the entire planet!
A few days later, Wang Xuan decided to travel far. His soul was traveling to the source of reality, and he also wanted to travel in the starry sky to see all the splendor of this era.
At the same time, he thought of an old incident. There was once a person who was very similar to the strange person described by his parents. He was in the same state. He had personally contacted him.
Now that the extraordinary has come to an end, what happened to that person? He wanted to take a look.
The next day, Wang Xuan left his old land.
Rising star, Zhao Qinghan walked out of the swimming pool, like a hibiscus out of water, with a fair and graceful body. She wiped off the water droplets on her body and sat there alone, quietly and silently. After a long time, she picked up her phone, opened her address book, and pointed her finger at