Prehistoric, enlightened from the young Hongjun

Chapter8

The one who created the world was Pan Gu.

The young Hongjun still clearly remembers the two sitting and talking when they met for the first time.

Although, when Ji Dong spoke of Xiaoqian, Zhongqian, and Daqian world, he already had some preparations and guesses in his heart.

But when you really hear the angels of the great world, you can open up the world like the great god Pangu.

Young Hongjun still felt an incomprehensible sense of absurdity, spontaneously arising.

No.

According to what Ji Dong said, the heavenly immortals in the universe would open up the world without dying, while the Great God Pan Gu, who opened up the wild world, would perish from the body instead.

In this way, doesn't it mean that the great god Pan Gu is not even as good as the heavenly immortals in the great world.

What are they who were born in the prehistoric world?
Isn't it like an ant, or even an ant, a failed creation that created the world.

As soon as he thought of this, an inexplicable anger appeared in the mind of young Hongjun.

This anger was somewhat inexplicable.

However, having the basis of understanding the way of existence and non-existence first, coupled with the theory of the small thousand worlds, made the young Hongjun calm down his anger.

Because, the words of Fellow Daoist Lin Yi, although a little absurd.

But if it is true, maybe we can find a way to break the confinement of the prehistoric world.

Since the world is divided into small thousand, medium thousand, and big thousand, whether it is a prehistoric world or not, it can continue to improve.

It was precisely because of such an idea that the young Hongjun subconsciously held the disciple's gift.

Jun, you should set your heart for heaven and earth.

This is the enlightenment born in the heart of the young Hongjun when the jade plate of good fortune in the body was sympathetic just now.

"I am a tree, but the tree in this world is not me."

Having said that, Lin Yi's eyes fell on the solemn young Hongjun, and he asked.

"Fellow Daoist Jun, you should know the meaning of these words."

The word "flickering" should not be forced to irrigate blindly, but also need to be persuasive.

"Trees are divided into green and lush, and there are small trees and big trees.

The meaning of Lin Daoyou is that when the world is created, there are also differences in size and vitality? "

The young Hongjun came to his senses and asked eagerly.

Yes.

Since there are distinctions in the world, how can the creators of the world have no differences.

Thinking about it now, it was because Daoyou Lin's words were too shocking to hear before, which made him unsteady.

I almost forgot even such a simple truth.

"That's right, Fellow Daoist Jun really has amazing comprehension."

Lin Yi said with approval, his words were full of exclamation.

"In fact, it is precisely because the Great God Pan Gu released all beings that there are no true immortals in this prehistoric world.

Therefore, it also gave us the creatures of the prehistoric world a chance to escape. "

"Respect, Great God Pangu."

Hearing this, the inexplicable anger in young Hongjun's heart disappeared immediately.

And savoring it carefully, there is an indescribable pleasure, which creates a little ripple in his heart.

It should be because Ji Dong's words are completely different from what he thought when he was shocked just now.

They are not products of failure, they are miracles of creation.

Because there is no big hand outside the sky, they have the opportunity to transcend.

"Respect, Great God Pangu."

The young Hongjun said gratefully, ashamed of the pleasure in his heart just now.

"But, how to open up the world?"

The young Hongjun continued to ask.

At this time, he has not grown into a golden fairy, has not grown into a big Luo, let alone the supreme saint.

In this prehistoric era, the creation of the world is undoubtedly something that is elusive in the hearts of every living being, and the color of talking about it has changed.

Yes, how to open up the world.

This question is also constantly recalled in Ji Dong's mind.

From the point of view of practice, he doesn't even understand it.

Then it can only come from the perspective of textbooks, certain degrees, and various myths and legends.

Fortunately, although Ji Dong has not been able to transform into form so far, those memories have become clearer and deeper due to the improvement of his cultivation.

"There are two types of creation, one is the outer world, and the other is the inner world.

Among them, the outer world is hard to find.Just like the Great God Pan Gu created the heaven and the earth from the nothingness of chaos.

This kind of courage is difficult even for the gods in the universe, let alone us.

And the inner world is relatively easy, just look at this leaf. "

As the words fell, a green leaf appeared in front of the young Hongjun at the twitch of Lin Yi's mind.

The leaves have veins and are well organized.

But when the young Hongjun's eyes fell on it, he saw a white mist emerging from the green leaves.

The white mist is vast and boundless, and everything you look at is chaos.

It is boundless, without up, down, left, right, or north, south, east, and west.

But in this white fog, there is something condensed, like a round chicken.

As time passed, the young Hongjun noticed that within the oval like a chicken, there was life conceived.

After a long time, the creature matured and turned into a strong man.

The strong man was dissatisfied with the darkness in front of him, so in a fit of anger, he split the darkness in front of him with the ax he made.

With a loud noise, the chaos in the circle, the light and clear yang energy rose and turned into a blue sky, and the heavy and turbid yin energy sank, forming a vast land.

From then on, the strong man stood upright, standing between the new heaven and the earth, holding the sky high with his hands, making the sky and the earth clear.

And because the world was born because of him, so the world is moved by his mood.

When he is happy, the sky is clear, but when he is angry, the sky is cloudy.

When he wept, it rained from the sky and fell to the ground to form rivers, lakes and seas.

While he was sighing, there would be strong winds on the ground, and when he blinked his eyes, lightning would appear in the sky; whenever he snored, there would be rumbles of thunder between the heaven and the earth, etc.

Time flies, the years go by.

At the moment when the sky and the earth are completely stable, the strong man collapses, so mountains, rivers and rivers are born between the sky and the earth during their disappearance.

From then on, the creatures multiplied until one day, a young man prayed under the big tree, and he had a sudden enlightenment and left.
"Fellow Daoist Jun, is this also the beginning of the world?"

Seeing Hongjun, a young man staring at Qingye in a daze, Lin Yi said with a smile.

"The world is big or small, it can be a leaf, a grain of dust, a blade of grass, a drop of water, or even a cloud...

All these things, what the eyes can see and what the eyes can't see, can form a piece of heaven and earth.

The difference lies in how to stabilize and how to make this illusory world into a real world.

The intermediate process, which I call comprehension, is to refine the false to the true. "

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