Brother Zhetian Yang

Chapter 77 Seed
"There may be only one so-called Tao. The reason why it is divided into one type after another in detail may be that it is like a blind man touching an elephant. He pieced it together based on the little bit he knows. It is a wrong perception."

Those who have advanced in cultivation have once said that the Great Dao is invisible and has no fixed pattern. He is elusive, unique and aloof.

Throughout the ages, countless people have been enlightening the Tao. Occasionally, they come into contact with a few fragments of the Tao, and they feel that they have understood a Tao and a truth.

So many people have divided it in detail, such as three thousand avenues and ten thousand ways of heaven and earth.

The beginning of the nameless heaven and earth, the name of the mother of all things.

The avenue is invisible, it has no body, it is indescribable. It is grand and ubiquitous, close in front of us, yet elusive.

Yang Xingchen understood in his heart that the so-called ten thousand ways of heaven and earth are all rules and cannot simply be called Tao. This is just a detailed division by predecessors and is part of the imprint of Tao. Perhaps it is more appropriate to call it a road, a road.

By piecing together all the rules and orders, we may be able to describe the true Tao from another perspective.

At the beginning, when Yang Xingchen was talking about the myriad ways of heaven and earth, he hoped to have a thorough understanding so that he could transcend and transcend the myriad ways of heaven and earth. Only later did he realize that he was thinking too much.

"Is it necessary to master thousands of laws first, and then continue to piece together a clearer path like those of the predecessors?" Yang Xingchen said to himself.

Yang Xingchen stared carefully at the divine chains of order and rules falling from the sky, with stars shining in his eyes, thinking about how to piece together the original and only way.

Yang Xingchen seemed to be petrified, motionless, staring carefully, no matter how much time passed, he seemed not to feel the passage of time.

It seemed like a moment passed, and then it seemed like hundreds of years had passed.

He tried to combine rules and order continuously, trying to exert the power of the great avenue, but he found that everything was in vain.

He didn't even realize half of the claws of that great avenue. Even if he realized part of the brand, it was only a small part.

"The Tao can be Tao, but it is very Tao. Everything is elusive, inaction is comfortable, and force is useless." Yang Xingchen sighed.

Yang Xingchen's realm is too low. Even if he enters the state of enlightenment, he can only capture part of the mysterious trajectory.

"Beyond the heavens and above all realms is a very crazy and arrogant idea." Yang Xingchen thought.

Only by transcending all rules and orders can one truly understand the great path, but for Yang Xingchen now, just thinking about it, his cultivation level has not yet reached that level.

Yang Xingchen regards himself as a world and his body as the universe.

Treat your own spirit, blood, flesh, bones, and other inner things as the manifestation of the great road.

The human body is as small as dust, the game of chess is compared to the universe, and the spirit is the avenue in the body.

All things are born, and a speck of dust is a world. The human body is a complete universe, a perfect universe. Perhaps we can try to build that supreme Tao in the body.

Yang Xingchen induced various divine chains of order and rules to enter the body, constantly evolving their shapes, and trying to reflect them in the body.

The divine chains of rules are as brilliant as the stars. One after another, they were densely distributed in his body, as if they were endless, and they were about to burst his body.

Yang Xingchen seemed to have turned into a seed, gestating in the placenta of heaven and earth.

Ten thousand rules are endless, constantly intertwined and evolving.

Yang Xingchen felt that his body was collapsing, and various rules and orders were evolving. His body collapsed and quickly recovered.

It's terrifying, cruel, but the dazzling divine light is extremely brilliant.

Yang Xingchen's blood kept rushing, resonating with those rules, and his whole body was pulsing and constantly glowing.

His bones were crackling, and his flesh and blood were constantly shaking, rustling like leaves blown by the wind.

These are the rules and order of the avenue, which help him make up for the shortcomings of his body and make it more perfect. Yang Xingchen was silent and motionless, with all the world and world surrounding his body.

I don't know how long time passed, but the endless divine chain of rules and order hanging down surrounded his body, densely packed and intertwined, turning into a cocoon of light like a large silkworm cocoon.

Yang Xingchen was bound in this big cocoon.

This is the cocoon of Tao, which uses the myriad ways of heaven and earth as a cocoon to wrap itself up, seeking to transform into a butterfly and seek transformation.

Boom boom boom.

A ball of fire rushed out from the cocoon, and the endless secrets of rules and order shone in the raging fire, just like fairy fire, constantly burning the big cocoon.

The raging fire continues to burn, and the sound of the heaven is endless.

The cocoon is constantly being burned and new cocoons are produced.
Burning to the end, the place became charred black, and the entire cocoon was burned clean.

The thick cloud of ashes enveloped Yang Xingchen.

Yang Xingchen seemed to be sleeping soundly inside. He was not burned into charcoal. He was like a vessel, constantly being refined in the raging fire.

Suddenly, with a bang, the big blackened cocoon suddenly became bright and burned again.

It was an act of rules and order. It was so powerful that it engulfed Yang Xingchen in a blazing fire.

When it was burned just now, the brilliance was not so brilliant, but now it is burning, the brilliance is dazzling and brilliant to the extreme.

The collision of the rules and the divine chain of order, as well as the continuous annihilation, emitted terrifying energy that made Yang Xingchen unable to resist for a while.

Yang Xingchen's body seemed to be on fire, burning brightly like the sun.

He was like a blazing flame, shrouded in various rules and orders, burning together with the big silkworm cocoon.

This is Tao Fire, a flame formed by all the ways of heaven and earth. It is very terrifying.

It seems that anything can be burned, anything can be burned to ashes.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Yang Xingchen's body was burned to a pulp and riddled with holes. All the blood and flesh seemed to have been burned clean, and his whole body was like black charcoal.

Yang Xingchen seemed to be on the verge of destruction, as if he might be destroyed physically and mentally at any time.

Yang Xingchen sighed in his heart, no wonder so many practitioners died practicing.

No wonder there are so many geniuses who are brilliant in the early stage but become mediocre in the middle and late stages.

This road is too difficult to walk, and there are countless pits on the path of cultivation, which can bury countless geniuses.

Perhaps from ancient times to the present, countless people have been trying to open doors in the body, open more doors in the body, make their physique more excellent and outstanding, and make their practice faster and stronger.

However, everything may not go as smoothly as imagined. If it could really be so easy to succeed, there wouldn't be so many practitioners who would still be in the secret realm of Tao Palace or the secret realm of the wheel and sea until their death.

At this time, Yang Xingchen seemed to lose his life at any time. All the oil in his body was exhausted. The flesh, flesh and blood in his body were ignited with a sizzling sound, leaving only his bones.

Yang Xingchen is still insisting, and he has not used secret techniques to recover his body for the time being.

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