At the top, there is a piece of jade that is rising and falling, breathing out fresh air, like a living creature, constantly exhaling and inhaling.
The next second, both the old mama and the old worshiper were stunned.
"This power?"
They had been practicing all their lives, but when Chen Yang showed the scene in front of them, they were stunned.
Grandma Dryad was far more powerful than them, and she saw more things. She leaned her upper body forward and stared nervously.
The power Chen Yang displayed was completely different from the methods they used to control wind and rain in this world. It had nothing to do with Qi, blood, or cultivation. However, it was not the firm culture condensed by Confucianism through various principles.
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It is an extremely pure spiritual power, very weak, yet very complete.
——The way to sincerity can be known in advance.
Relying on a spiritual cultivation that is completely different from all the powers in this world, relying on the magic stone and jade, Chen Yang tried his best and pretended as if nothing had happened, constantly evolving and presenting.
He himself also fell into a mysterious and mysterious realm, completely foreign to the world.
Above Chen Yang's head, pictures were rapidly evolving, and auras of pure spiritual power were radiating out, like petals falling on everyone.
Each petal contains a piece of Chen Yang's thoughts, echoing the pictures he presented above his head, making everyone feel the spiritual power contained in those pictures on a whim.
Above Chen Yang's head, the country was destroyed, the enemy invaded, and he was besieged internally and externally. A warrior cut off his braid in anger and joined a red team.
Holding the lofty ideal of sacrificing himself for his country, he followed the team through dangerous situations, including snow-capped mountains, grasslands, and red waters...
In the end, a brand new country was built for his team. However, more difficult times lay ahead, and the well-being of 40 million people was pressing down like a huge mountain.
The warrior imitated his companions, jumped off his horse, put down his weapons, picked up paper and pen, and learned to manage people's affairs. In the blink of an eye, another 70 years passed, and the warrior was already a hundred years old. The country for which he had fought all his life stood in the forest of the world.
, one of the top superpowers.
Countless people live and work in peace and contentment in the land for which they once sacrificed their lives and blood, and live a prosperous and dignified life.
The warrior breathed out a sigh of relief, completely let go, and closed his eyes forever.
Now that he is gone, he does not need to go to Quantai to recruit his old troops. He only needs to smile to his former companions and say: The country is peaceful and the people are safe, as you wish.
"Pa~"
Dream bubbles, annihilated without a trace.
The magic stone and jade fell into Chen Yang's body again, and he slowly opened his eyes.
There was a trace of confusion in his eyes, and it took a long time before he became clear again.
Chen Yang was able to enter the spiritual cultivation of the path of sincerity only with the help of the magic stone and jade.
He originally just wanted to develop a story and present the essence of spiritual cultivation.
Unexpectedly, once it started, Chen Yang himself was immersed in it, re-walking the path that the martyrs had walked, polishing his own spirit like a diamond, and completely consolidating the spiritual realm that was originally opportunistic.
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"Do you understand it?"
Chen Yang took a deep breath to prevent himself from immersing himself in it again, but instead gave a warning to the tree demon grandma who was deep in thought.
"I see."
Grandma Dryad laughed.
Amidst the laughter, the thunder in the sky that had accumulated strength for a long time kept crashing down as if it had been provoked.
"I will remember the kindness of being a half-master."