This whisper seemed to have some mysterious rhythm.
It's like a woman speaking vaguely in your ear.
You can vaguely guess that the other person is describing something.
But I couldn't hear even a word of what the other party said.
"What's going on?"
Chu Yan's first reaction was that something like this on the fifteenth floor had a problem.
But soon, he rejected this idea.
"There is absolutely no problem. It should be obscure."
After making this determination, Chu Yan's mood immediately calmed down.
He raised his head and looked at the white trace in the air.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed.
The white trace, like the painting swept out at the end of the handwriting, is gradually shortening at this moment.
That feeling is like a lit stick of incense.
As time goes by, this incense stick will gradually fade away.
Chu Yan's heart suddenly moved and he came to a clear understanding.
"Yes, this murmur must be telling something.
And what I have to do is to comprehend the content of this discourse within this limited time."
Chu Yan immediately sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, concentrated all his energy, and listened carefully.
This murmuring female voice didn't contain any emotion at all, just talking indistinctly.
Time passes little by little.
The white handwriting soon disappeared about a quarter.
At this time, Chu Yan still couldn't hear even the most common words.
But he was not anxious at all.
Continue to concentrate.
At the beginning, he would also use his brain to think, connect the changes of upper and lower syllables, and try to distinguish what the other person was saying.
But as time went by, the changes in each syllable seemed to produce a mysterious Taoist rhyme, which made him no longer dwell on the content of every word he said, but to understand it with his heart.
This feeling is difficult to describe in words.
But at this moment, Chu Yan felt a sense of emptiness and enlightenment in his heart.
Deep in his mind, Chu Yan felt that his body was now light and floating, as if he had entered a place he had never been before.
This place is like a big ball.
He is now inside the big ball.
The inner wall of this ball is filled with colorful light spots.
These spots of light are constantly flashing with light.
The female voice's murmur also continued inside the ball.
Chu Yan looked at the spots of light flashing in front of his eyes from time to time, and then listened to the female voice in the ball talking non-stop.
In my mind, I also closed my eyes at this time and hovered cross-legged in the center of the big ball.
Although his eyes were still closed at this moment, Chu Yan felt that as time passed, lines seemed to appear in front of his eyes.
These lines are like waves, rising and falling.
He couldn't help but began to breathe and exhale according to the ups and downs of these lines.
The circulation of spiritual energy in the body also produced slight changes at this time.
A kind of resonance occurred unconsciously.
As this resonance occurred, Chu Yan in his mind suddenly opened his eyes.
He found that the big ball with mottled light and shadow disappeared at this moment.
What appeared in front of him turned into palm-sized spots of light.
These light spots show various colors.
They slowly rotate around themselves, sometimes approaching and sometimes far away.
But this kind of distance cannot be described in terms of spatial distance.
Some spots of light seemed very close, but they gave Chu Yan an intangible feeling.
Some spots of light were clearly far away from him, but they made Chu Yan feel within reach.
At this time, Chu Yan's heart became clear.
He no longer considered what these light spots represented.
He just hoped that he could come into contact with these light spots before the handwriting disappeared completely.
Chu Yan kept thinking and listening.
The female voice's recitation and narration, to Chu Yan's ears at this time, were no longer pure content, but more like a rhythm.
All the syllables form a rhythm that is very obscure, but contains some great principles.
"The Great Way and the Most Principle...The Great Way...The Great Way..."
At this moment, Chu Yan's heart suddenly shook.
He felt he had caught something.
But because of the momentary shock, he couldn't believe it.
"These lights are the avenue!"
"What mother prepared for me on the fifteenth floor is the avenue!"
"No one can teach you the Dao, you can only understand it!"
"What you understand is your own path!"
"My own way is the strongest way!"
Thoughts one after another, blessed to the soul, were jumping in Chu Yan's mind at this moment.
"The way of destruction that I mastered before was not my own at the beginning.
Later, with the help of my father, I calcined it with the true flame of Kirin. In addition, my own Tao also contains the thoughts of destruction and killing, so I completely integrated it.
There is not one such coincidence among millions.
The Tao can only be understood. A situation like mine will never happen again in my life.
What my mother has prepared for me right now is an opportunity to open the spiritual platform and understand the great path!
If I hadn't mastered the way of destruction before, then this should be my first chance to realize it.
If I can understand this opportunity, then I can master one more avenue when I am in the heavenly state of mind.
And even if you don't understand it, the opportunity to directly understand the Great Dao is rare."
Chu Yan didn't know how difficult it would be to directly give him a chance to comprehend the Great Dao.
But he understands that this kind of thing is definitely not something ordinary people can do.
I am afraid that not even the True Immortal Realm monks hidden in the Tianya Sect in Baoxiang Shangguo can do it.
If it were really so easy to comprehend the Great Dao, then there would already be as many Dao monks as there are dogs.
In fact, none of the enemies Chu Yan had encountered before, whether they were in the Heaven's Heart Realm or the Zifu Realm that he was killing now, had understood the Great Dao.
"In this case, I cannot let go of such an opportunity!"
Chu Yan concentrated his mind and let himself be immersed in the state just now.
At this time, almost two-thirds of the handwriting had disappeared, and only one-third remained.
And those spots of light continued to surround Chu Yan, giving Chu Yan a feeling of being visible but not tangible.
When there was only a quarter of the handwriting left, the rotation speed of those light spots began to slow down.
But at the same time, the light of some of the spots is also rapidly weakening.
The fastest one among them disappeared in just a few breaths.
This also means that Chu Yan lost the opportunity to understand a great way.
When only one-tenth of the handwriting was left, there were only five spots of light surrounding Chu Yan.
And these light spots are still rotating. Even though the speed has slowed down a lot compared to before, there is still no sign of stopping at this moment.
Quietly, the color of another avenue completely disappeared.
Four remain.
Moreover, the light of these four is equally weak.
Just like a weak light in a dilapidated house, a gust of wind can blow it out.