Prehistoric, enlightened from the young Hongjun

Chapter 6 One of the Tribulations (for collection, follow-up)

This is calamity.

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Looking at the filled cups and cups, the young Hongjun's eyes seem to see the ever-growing prehistoric world.

"A cup is limited, so when it is full it overflows.

As far as this clear water is concerned, it cannot survive in this cup, it can only flow between the outside world, and it will dry up quickly.

This is the calamity belonging to Qing Shui.

But if the water is full, the cup will not overflow, so what? "

As the words fell, the young Hongjun saw clear water falling into the cup again from the crane beaked pot.

Obviously the cup was full, but the clear water didn't overflow at all, instead it kept squeezing inward.

Click!

In just a moment, the young Hongjun saw a crack appear on the surface of the wooden round cup.

The crack was shocking, as if a crack had appeared on the surface of this prehistoric world at this moment.

Click, click.
With the continuous injection of clear water, there are more and more cracks on the wooden round cup, like spider webs, spreading continuously in all directions.

The young Hongjun wanted to call out to stop.

But the words fell to the lips, but they stopped deeply.

He wants to see.

Although, he had already vaguely guessed the result in his heart.

But he wants to see it.

I want to see the result of continuously squeezing the water in the cup.

puff!

Soon, with a loud cracking sound, small jets of water also overflowed from the shocking cracks in the wooden round cup.

But the cup at this moment can no longer hold water.

Therefore, even if the crane-billed long pot has stopped irrigating, the water in this cup will continue to leak out as time goes by.

Until, to the last drop.

"This is also a robbery, which belongs to clear water and also to the cup."

Seeing this scene, young Hongjun's mind roared, but at this moment, Lin Yi's words slowly rose again.

"A cup has a limit, and this prehistoric world also has a limit. If the cup is not broken, what should I do?"

"When the cup breaks, pour out the excess water."

The young Hongjun looked at Lin Yi tentatively and said.

"Is this the amount of calamity that Fellow Daoist Lin said?"

Ji Dong didn't answer, but just quietly looked at the young Hongjun who was frowning in thought.

"If this water is the life in the cup, we who grew up in the prehistoric world are the living beings in this prehistoric world.

The sky and the earth have reached the limit of tolerance, in order not to be broken, in order to keep more living beings, a batch of living beings will inevitably perish.

Therefore, it becomes a calamity, and the calamity continues to accumulate over time, until it can no longer be relieved and recovered, it will become an immeasurable calamity. "

As these words fell, the young Hongjun's mind was still roaring.

At this moment, there seemed to be ripples in the entire valley, as if this prehistoric world also felt something.

Ji Dong keenly sensed the ripples, so he nodded, and the lush branches swayed accordingly.

"good."

"But the prehistoric world, is there really a limit?"

Looking at the broken wooden round cup and the hideous cracks, the young man Hongjun took a deep breath and opened his mouth slowly.

"This water, do you know that this cup has a limit?"

Lin Yi looked at the young man Hongjun who was in deep thought, and asked without answering.

"Fellow Daoist Jun, what do you think?"

Hearing this, the young Hongjun slowly closed his eyes.

In his mind, the mountains and rivers, the rivers, and the creatures growing among the mountains and rivers also appeared.

I also saw that when the limit of the sky and the earth reached, wisps of black calamity emerged in the originally vibrant world.

The catastrophe was invisible at first, but when it got stronger, the creatures living in this world turned into a rain of blood in the midst of the catastrophe.

again and again.

Until the heaven and the earth could no longer contain it, it shattered and dissipated into the chaos.

"Have."

After a while, the young Hongjun spoke slowly.

"You are limited, I am limited, and this prehistoric world is also limited."

"Finally woke up."

Looking at the young Hongjun who opened his eyes, Lin Yi heaved a sigh of relief.

Someone in the previous life often said that when one opens and closes one's eyes, one's life is over.

But the young Hongjun has passed away like this from the time he opened his eyes to the time he closed them.

Feeling the growth of cultivation in his body, Ji Dong was very pleased.

Although this little boy is a little more innocent, his comprehension is really good. It seems that I have to rely on him for my transformation.

"Dare to ask Fellow Daoist Lin, how to resolve this calamity of heaven and earth?"

The young Hongjun didn't know what Lin Yi was thinking at this time, but instead asked for advice with an open face.

At the moment when the heaven and earth in his mind were born to shattered, the young Hongjun also felt that on the jade plate of good fortune in his body, the originally obscure law of the Dao was also constantly resonating with him.

Seems to be looking for an answer.

A detached answer.

"A seed broke out of the darkness and chaos, and it was born between the heaven and the earth after untold hardships. It absorbs the power of the heaven and the earth and grows vigorously.

But it will eventually come to an end, and when that time comes, ashes will return to ashes, and dust will return to dust.

This is due to the limit of the seed.

Everything in this world, whether it is a grass, a flower, a tree, or even you and me.

Any creature in this world also has a limit.

This is the law, the law of the growth of all things, and the law of heaven and earth.”

The young Hongjun didn't speak, but just waited quietly. He could feel that Lin Yi's words hadn't finished yet.

"If you want to live to death, you have to break the laws between heaven and earth, so you have practice, just like you and me at this moment.

If this prehistoric world wants to survive forever, it also needs to break the laws of the world.

As for how to break it, I couldn't talk about it for a while, so I didn't choose to change form, but lived in seclusion in this valley. "

Having said that, Ji Dong sighed slowly.

As a result, the luxuriant branches, as if they could do nothing, hung down one after another.

Speaking of this, Ji Dong believed that this little boy would never talk to him about transformation or not.

Let's talk again, let's talk again is that the expert is unwilling to leave the customs.

"To be honest, Jun has obtained something during this trip, and from this thing, Jun understands the way forward.

This realm, I call it the realm of the golden fairy, the golden one is eternal, and it cannot be destroyed unless it is calamity. "

As he said that, the young Hongjun taught Lin Yi one by one the way of the golden immortal that he had comprehended.

"Jun can feel that this road is just the beginning, and there may be a higher realm beyond this road."

"Is this about to prove the Dao of the Golden Immortal?"

Hearing the young Hongjun's words, Lin Yi's face was horrified, followed by regret.

It's a pity that the boy with such a strong talent turned into ashes in the end, without the slightest hope of becoming a saint.

After the young Hongjun finished explaining the way of the golden immortal, Lin Yi felt more and more sorry for him, and subconsciously said.

"Golden Immortal? The Golden Immortal you're talking about is Xiao Daoer, so that's not enough."

As soon as the words fell, Ji Dong secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good.

Sure enough, the young man Hongjun looked over in shock and said.

"Golden immortals are all small ways, so what is the great way, can it be the heaven and earth law of fellow daoists before?"

(Different prehistoric times, different futures, new book, seeking nourishment and irrigation, what ^3^)
(End of this chapter)