Moreover, according to old legends, Hou Yi, who was still a great witch in the human world, once shot down nine suns in one breath with nine divine arrows, that is, nine three-legged golden crows. If it were that dream
It's true, then how powerful is Hou Yi's arrow to be able to span such a vast and unreachable distance, and what kind of power is needed to destroy such a relatively independent world? In turn.
By analogy, if Hou Yi really had such magical powers, then since his power of an arrow could destroy the sun, how could the earth under his feet be able to withstand the power of his arrow? But why did he become a demon in that scene?
During the war, they encountered each other several times, but were defeated repeatedly?
All these problems were like a mess, entangled in the prince's mind, and he could no longer figure out a clue. The prince stood naked on the bank of the stream, watching the sunlight in the stream gradually dim,
But in the end, I never figured out the reason for this.
A gust of cool evening breeze blew, and the prince suddenly felt a chill on his dry skin. He trembled slightly and suddenly woke up.
In the evening of early autumn, the refreshing evening breeze blew slowly from the high sky, and the growing sense of solemnity was so obvious to the prince's perception. The black tiger lay quietly prone in the grass not far away, his eyes slightly
Squint, a soft growl comes out of its mouth from time to time, like a warm greeting, rolling slowly through its deep throat.
The green grass underfoot is soaked in the darkening color, and the light mist gathers into droplets of crystal night dew, like round and clear pearls, rolling fast and slowly on the grass tips, turning the grass into pieces.
The leaves are washed fresh and clean. Finally, they reluctantly slide down from the gradually drooping grass tips, full of tenderness and tenderness, blending into the soil under their feet, nourishing the intricate and unimaginably huge soil in the soil under their feet.
The plant roots then turn into traces of energy seeping into them, and then return to the ground in another form along these channels. With each breath of these plants, they are transported into the air again, turning into mist, mist, and breeze.
Clouds, raindrops. This process starts over and over again, like a circle with no end, never ending.
At this time, the prince has completely integrated into this subtle cycle of reincarnations. All the energy transformations in the sky and the earth cannot escape his eyes, ranging from the sun, moon and stars, to mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, to tiny ants.
Dust, all these existences, big or small, are purifying, refining, gathering, and releasing their energy in roughly the same way. Their trajectories gradually formed intricate lines in the prince's mind.
, but it is not a traceless passage.
It was still a net, or a game of chess. But at this moment, the prince had vaguely seen the general outline of this big net and felt the direction of the chess game.
A faint smile gradually appeared on the prince's face, because he knew that although he had not really walked out of the fog, he had gradually touched the edge of the fog. Maybe if he took another step forward, he would be a brand new world, and all this
The confusion will naturally be solved by then.
He stretched his body in the cool night breeze and felt refreshed both physically and mentally. Every pore in his body seemed to be communicating with the outside world in its own way. He clearly realized that his body was actually connected to the earth and air under his feet.
Like the sun and the moon, it is an independent world composed of countless parasites like humans parasitic on the earth and invisible but larger parasitic groups buried deep under the surface. Perhaps, if those parasites on our own
After the microscopic beings in the body have enough energy, have their own independent consciousness, and escape from the world that troubles them, they will also suddenly discover like themselves that the world they recognized seems to be infinitely large and infinite.
The world of consciousness is actually just a larger version of itself that only differs in form, and it is following a certain trajectory, mixed in with many existences similar to it, surrounding another, larger existence,
Doing endless circulation.
The prince knew that the only way to find out the mysteries of all this was to find a passage outside the world he lived in through the complex network passages, large and small. But at the same time, he was also very Understand that even if you can find such a passage at this time, you can only enter it in a dream state, and you will not be able to truly experience the mystery.
If you want to break this boundary, you must make your physical body stronger and your soul more condensed, so that it can withstand the passage of time in this passage for thousands of years and the collision and devouring of other energy bodies. In other words, strength is the most basic condition to achieve this goal.
If you want to have strength that others cannot match, you have to work hard that others cannot. The prince, who has great wisdom, knows this truth well.
He knew that maybe Liuhuo and Dechang would come back. What's more, when his parents heard that his life was so difficult here, they couldn't tell when they would send someone to persuade them again. Then people would talk a lot. Miscellaneous, where can I still practice quietly? It is better to take advantage of the temporary peace of mind, practice hard, and strive to reach a higher level in the shortest time, laying a good foundation for the golden elixir to transform into an infant in the future.
The prince thought of doing it, he lowered his head, picked up the shabby robe from the ground, put it on his body, and walked all the way to the cave under the moonlight.
"The way of heaven is mysterious, the meaning is difficult, the five elements are flowing, and the girl is a clay ball. The body is a boat, the god is a sail, the heart is filled with the sea of suffering, and the golden elixir on the other side..."
After singing the song, the prince's swaying figure had reached the platform at the entrance of the cave. He turned around and patted the head of the black tiger who was following, telling it to wait carefully. Then he turned around and entered the cave again, sealing the gaps around the stone platform where he was meditating. After cleaning the thorns that grew out of his body one by one, he sat down and continued to meditate.
However, because the prince knew that Liuhuo and Dechang were coming soon, although these two people were willing to join his sect, after all, they were brothers who shared life and death with him, and he could not be neglected. So he carefully calculated this before entering meditation. The time required for the two of them to go back and forth, and then leave an invisible mark in their subconscious to remind themselves to wake up when the time comes.
But he didn't know it at this time. It was his impromptu move that actually enabled him to escape the most dangerous disaster on the road to spiritual cultivation. And it was precisely because of this disaster that he truly understood the secular world. The so-called Three Realms, the root of the Six Paths, have since embarked on a smooth road to the Immortal Realm【】