Assistant God of Life in Another World

As the hearts and minds of thousands of people in this area of ​​thousands of miles are becoming condensed, Fang Tian's narration also unknowingly changed from fast to slow.In fact, it was not fast at the beginning, but now, the speed is getting slower and slower, often after a sentence, it takes a long time to wait for the next sentence.

But no one feels slow.

At this time, rather than saying that they are listening to Fang Tian's narration, it is better to say that they are feeling with their whole body and mind.

Every word that Fang Tian uttered seems to carry an inexplicable power, and this power also carries an invisible fluctuation, shaking their hearts little by little, hitting their hearts. body and mind.

In fact, at this point, it doesn't really matter what the story is.

Feeling the little fluctuations in the frozen land of a thousand miles, Fang Tian didn't even know how many people were still listening to his narration at this moment.

But in fact, they heard his voice.

It's just that it seems to be heard but not heard, and it seems to be heard but not heard.Afterwards, each of them must know what the story he told was, but now, it seems that no one has any conscious activity.

just feel.

Feeling with something similar to "instinct".

Not only the listeners, but also the narrator Fang Tian himself. Fang Tian felt that if the story hadn't been brewed in his mind many times, whether he could tell it smoothly was really a problem.

The body and mind are extremely condensed, and the consciousness and feeling are extremely clear, but the thinking activities are extremely lazy and slow. Fang Tian doesn't know what kind of state this is. He has never experienced it before. Have never experienced either.

Whether this "most" can be infinitely pushed up to "all", Fang Tian doesn't know, and of course it is impossible to know.

In a trance.Fang Tian only felt that he was in a starry night sky, surrounded by countless stars, big and small, twinkling, and he himself was also one of those stars.

Quiet, vast, and deep.

In the depths, there are only countless stars twinkling.Other than that, nothing else.

What about the countless cultivators in this thousand-mile domain now, how do they feel?Is it the same as me?

Telling.Fang Tian slowly thought of it like this, but after a while, this kind of "floating thoughts" was completely dispelled by the endless depth, Fang Tian's mind, little by little.Completely step into the deep and dark realm.

Then, in an almost unconscious state.story.Just like the previously set program, it operates slowly by itself:

"Hearing the greeting, Long Aotian turned around, but saw a big tree with luxuriant leaves not far from him, and under the big tree. Several middle-aged people sat there with expressions They chatted happily, and for a while, Long Aotian didn't know who greeted him just now. Which one of them is it. "

"Long Aotian walked over."

"'Young man, are you going to cross the bridge?' One of the middle-aged men said to Long Aotian with a smile."

"'Aren't you talking nonsense, you didn't come here to cross the bridge, what else could it be for?' Another middle-aged man said this without waiting for Long Aotian's answer. After saying this, he turned to Long Aotian again. Tiandao: "Young man, this bridge is not easy to pass. It happens that we haven't had any newcomers here for a long time. Why don't you rest here for a while before leaving, how about it?""

"'Are you going to cross the bridge too? Why don't you hurry?' Long Aotian asked."

"'Who knows what's going on on the other side of the bridge, maybe it's even worse than before. I was tired after walking here, so I stopped to rest. Young man, life is too short, it's time to rest Rest. If you don’t rest well, how can you go on your way better?’ Another middle-aged man said calmly and wisely.”

When the story reaches this point, the life brilliance of countless cultivators in this thousand-mile region has softened and more or less dimmed.

But the story continues:

"'Then how long have you been resting here?' Long Aotian asked curiously."

"'I've been off for three years,' said a middle-aged man."

"'I've been off for like five years.'"

"'You guys haven't taken as long as I have, lol, I've been off for almost ten years.'"

"'Ten years, what's ten years? I've seen one before, and it's been hundreds of years.' Said one of the middle-aged men who seemed to be the oldest."

"Three years, five years, ten years, and hundreds of years, the more Long Aotian heard it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and the more he felt terrifying, so he asked again: 'Where is that senior who has been resting for hundreds of years now?' "

"'When a person is old, he is going to die. Here, I buried him with my own hands, under this big tree. He sat and rested under the big tree when he was alive, and he is still here after death. How wonderful!' The one just now The middle-aged man said."

"'Yeah, good.'"

"'very nice.'"

"'I'm going to do that too.'"

"Several middle-aged people said this one after another, and Long Aotian felt more and more terrifying in his heart, so he said again: 'Do you still remember what this place is? This is a bridge, or at the other end , or at the other end, how can anyone rest on the bridge?'”

"'Oh, another fool!' Hearing what Long Aotian said, one of the middle-aged people shook his head and said."

"'Yeah, what a fool, or too young, ignorant! I'm exhausted, what are you trying to do in the end?' Several other people echoed one after another."

"Long Aotian didn't speak anymore, turned around, and started to walk again with big strides."

"The few people left behind by him were talking about something, but he didn't care about it at all, and he didn't listen to it anymore. He just said to himself: 'If I didn't hurry, how could I come here? Maybe They're right, it's not necessarily a good place over the bridge.'"

"'But I will never learn from them!'"

"'Whether it's good or bad on the other side of the bridge, I'm going to cross the bridge. They must be too, but they, betrayed themselves.'"

"'Even if I have nothing in the end, and I can't get anything, I still have to cross the bridge! I, Long Aotian, have the sky above my head and the ground under my feet. I was born to stand upright, but I definitely didn't come here to betray myself!'"

At this moment, countless brilliance of life suddenly lit up in this area of ​​thousands of miles, and among the scorching lights all over the mountains and plains, dozens of brilliance of life erupted one after another within a short period of time.

Like a volcano breaking through the blockade of lava.

It is also like a seed breaking through the shackles of the soil.

Fang Tian felt the movement.

Everything in the Realm of a Thousand Miles was in Fang Tian's induction, but he didn't care.Maybe under normal circumstances, he would care.But at this time, his whole body and mind are in a special state, which is definitely not the "normal situation".

So the story continues undisturbed:

"Long Aotian thought like this, and then his mind became more calm and clear than ever before, and then he kept driving silently, and at some point, another ray of sunshine shone across his face and the corners of his eyes. "

"Long Aotian came back to his senses again, turned his head to look, but saw that the western sky was bright red, and the setting sun was like gold."

"It turns out that it is already dusk on this day."

"At this moment, some noisy and chaotic voices came to my ears one after another, and they came from the front. Long Aotian looked up, and then he was stunned. In front of this road, there is actually a large-scale In the town, in the town, people come and go."

"Slightly surprised, Long Aotian continued to move forward, and after a while, he stepped into that town."

"As soon as he entered the town, Long Aotian was stunned again. He saw many people crowded together in a circle on the side of the road at the head of the town. There was only an empty space on the side next to the road. , From the empty space, Long Aotian saw that surrounded by people, there are people performing some juggling."

"That was no ordinary sideshow."

"A man in a long robe is turning his hands in circles in front of him, and as he turns his hands, one after another blue, green, red and yellow four-color halos continuously emerge from his fingertips, and then surround his body. The body spins."

"Hundreds and thousands of light circles are either scattered, or connected with each other, intertwined with each other, and rotate around a person's body. The speed is fast or slow, the fast ones are like lightning shuttles, and the slow ones are like butterflies dancing lightly. , but fast and slow exist at the same time, and the combination of different fast and slow is really indescribably magical and wonderful.”

"Long Aotian just glanced at it and was dumbfounded. He thought to himself, could this juggler be a great magician? I wonder if my uncle is as powerful as him?"

"Long Aotian wanted to stop and take a look, but he thought it was important to hurry, so he felt a little bit reluctant, and then continued along the main road in the center of the town."

"While walking, Long Aotian thought, when I become a great magician myself, it is not impossible to do such juggling for fun, why should I watch other people's juggling while on the road? If you don’t have any skills at all, why bother, why bother!”

At this point in the story, among the countless burning lights, dozens more exploded again.

Fang Tian's mind remained motionless, and the narration continued invariably:

"After walking a few more steps, Long Aotian felt that all the noisy and chaotic voices just now disappeared, and there was only one voice left in the world, which Long Aotian had never heard before, but it was really melodious and ups and downs , it’s indescribably beautiful.”

"After listening for a while, Long Aotian felt that his mind was carried by this voice, or it was like swimming in the sky, or it was like surfing the waves in the sea, it was indescribably leisurely or joyful."

"After a while, after recovering, Long Aotian found that many people were standing on the road in a daze, with a look of obsession on their faces."

"This voice is really nice, should I stop and listen to it?"

"Long Aotian thought in his heart, but immediately shook his head again, thinking: 'It's better to hurry! At most, wait until you cross the bridge, and ask the teacher what is going on with this voice when you have a chance.'"

"So, Long Aotian continued on his way." (To be continued...)