Reflect the world

Chapter 203 Connecting Myriad Worlds (Part [-])
Tang Xuanming watched the star representing Qin Shimingyue shine brightly for an instant, then gradually dimmed, and finally it was almost inaudible.

That short divine drop consumed all the power of faith, and there was no way for him to intervene again in a short time.

But the current situation is enough, what he wants to do, what he can do has already been done.

The animal skin that was handed down not only included the Ant Emperor Fa's breathing method, but also Tang Xuanming's speculation about the fusion of various blood vessels.

The blood of the real dragon, the blood of the unicorn, the blood of the phoenix...

Tang Xuanming was doomed to try one by one, and the current tribe did not have many opportunities to try, so he chose this method.

There are too many ways to try the method of Ant Emperor, but Tang Xuanming personally doesn't have many opportunities to try it.

A person's strength and wisdom have limits after all, but the world has no limits.

Spreading the Dharma to the world, sowing seeds all over the world, is also destined to reap countless fruits in the future, although he doesn't know what those seeds will grow into in the future.

"I don't know if the world is sublimated or the world collapses because of such a move?"

Tang Xuanming raised his hand again, and in his hand was another simple animal skin. Looking at the extremely bright star above his head that belonged to the Song Dynasty, he threw the animal skin into the altar again.

The ancient altar swallowed the animal skin without any waves. Then in the world of Song Dynasty, Guo Jing, who was guarded by countless troops at the center, was taken aback for a moment. His hand sank suddenly, and there was an extra animal skin.

A deep and majestic voice sounded beside his ears, extremely familiar yet extremely strange.

"Teach the Dharma to the world, lift the world to ascend!"

Guo Jing was stunned for a moment, then knelt down on the ground, looking at the nine heavens.

He saw countless clouds shining in the sky, condensing into the face of Zhenwu Dangmo Great Emperor.

Hundreds of thousands of troops knelt down on the ground at this moment, with incomparable reverence.

"Congratulations to the Emperor Zhenwu Destroying Demons!"

"A fairy comes to the world, auspicious and unparalleled!"

"The Song Dynasty will last forever!"

.........

Countless people shouted, Tang Xuanming just cast a cold glance, and then disappeared again.

The seed has been planted, and it will depend on itself how it will take root and germinate in the future.

Tang Xuanming can't confirm what will grow in the end.

Sitting cross-legged in the center of the altar, Tang Xuanming was about to withdraw his divine sense and return to the real world.

At the center of the altar, the voices of thousands of chants rang in his ears.

Countless prayers made him upset, like thousands of flies flying around his ears, but there was no way to slap them to death, which made people have the urge to go crazy.

Tang Xuanming forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, patiently trying to capture one divine thought after another.

What he captured was not the kind of incomparably clear spiritual thoughts, but the kind of divine thoughts that were as fast as a rainbow, fleeting in a flash.

The world where the divine sense is located is not something he can come to now, but he can actively touch and feel it.

He can realize some simple and straightforward little wishes, and get rewards beyond imagination.

"I want to drink animal milk, very delicious animal milk!!!"

Tang Xuanming was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect to hear this milky voice again.

The last time he descended, he heard such a voice, and he almost descended for real.

Didn't expect to hear it this time.

"Don't panic, these days I have specially asked the tribe to collect some animal milk. This spiritual idea should last for a while, and it will be good to fulfill his wish later."

"I want to know what kind of secrets are hidden in the place where I was buried? What exactly did xxxx bury?"

What the hell is xxxx?Is the God of Harmony roaming around?

Tang Xuanming was stupefied, and unexpectedly heard four words that were so vague that no matter how concentrated he was, he couldn't hear them clearly.

Is the ability of the altar not strong enough?There is no way to really imprint those four words in my heart?

Tang Xuanming shook his head and overturned this guess. With the ability displayed by the altar, it is almost omnipotent.

It can't be that the altar has no way to reflect those four words in his heart
Is it because the karma contained in those four words is too great, and I can't bear it for the time being, so I can't even hear it?

He thinks this guess is more reliable. There are countless worlds connected by the altar, but with his spiritual power, there is no way to enter many of them, only the lowest ones.

From this point of view, it should be that he is too weak, not that the altar is not strong enough.

"Okay! If you can't even hear people's prayers clearly, forget about this wish."

Tang Xuanming let out a sigh of relief, not to dwell on this issue.

I went to Pihu in the tribe to get a large bucket of animal milk, which was given to him by Pihu's wife. After he said it last time, the tribe specially collected some ferocious beasts that were still producing milk and kept them in the tribe. It is also good for feeding newborns.

After thanking him, Tang Xuanming quickly returned to the altar, the desire to eat animal milk was still very clear, although it was as fleeting as lightning.

But at any rate, Tang Xuanming quickly captured it.

His thoughts touched the bucket of animal milk next to the altar, and the milky white animal milk disappeared without a trace.

And in another small village that can be compared to the desolation of the Great Desolation, this five or six-year-old child who looked like a porcelain doll looked at the void with longing eyes.

He murmured, "I want to drink animal milk, delicious animal milk."

boom!
A large bucket of animal milk suddenly appeared in front of it, with a strong aroma.

The child like a porcelain doll blinked his eyes in bewilderment, a pair of black and white transparent eyes lit up, and he rushed to the bucket of animal milk vigilantly.

He looked around vigilantly, and no friends were paying attention to him, so he hugged the bucket of animal milk in his arms like a child without a full moon holding a big leather ball, which looked a little weird.

But she never got tired of it, and carried the big vat of animal milk to a hidden place in the grove by the village with a grunt.

When there was no one around, he climbed onto the stone barrel with his whole body, and when he stuck his head in, he took a big mouthful.

The smell of animal milk made him narrow his eyes comfortably: "Well, it's such a special animal milk. I don't think I've ever drank it before. It smells so good."

He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, but there was still a smear of milky white on it.

This eccentric child is incomparably flexible and vigorous, just looking at it makes people feel sorry for him, and he can't wait to hold him in his arms and ravage him fiercely.

The child like a porcelain doll narrowed his eyes, looked at the sky, and said, "You gave me delicious animal milk, what do you want?"

"I want to master the divine art, but I haven't learned it yet?"

The five or six-year-old child tilted his head and looked at the sky, looking extremely cute.

"I have? Why don't I know?"

"I forgot ㄟ(▔, ▔)ㄏ? No way! You can help me remember! If you can remember, I will give you a copy."

(End of this chapter)