Deep Space Beyond

Wang Xuan frowned, the only remaining page of scriptures was a little different, questioning all things, and doubting time and space. According to it, everything except itself is empty.

It can be said that this cognitive view is somewhat crazy, not like scriptures, but like a cold and bizarre description.

"The streets are bustling, the lights are on, and you are walking in the crowded scenery, are there really so many people walking together? Wrong, in fact, only oneself, the huge city, and the bustling night scene are just one person's imagination."

"The real you, either lying under the permafrost, or in the icy universe, everything in the world, all the splendor, is just a dream weaved by you alone."

"When you wake up, you may find that the so-called prosperous world, the bright fireworks, are all bursting like a bubble, and some are just lying in the dark. In the world, it's just you, and all the mottled pasts are you alone. Your thoughts, you wake up, the real you is back."

"It's quiet in the dead of night, everything is still, you are reading a book quietly, the city outside the window, the sound of cars on the road, the villages and towns in the distance, all exist? No, everything is empty, you are lying under the cold soil, you are alone The mind is active, presenting it all.”

"There is only you in the world, the illusion of one person, and all things are the extension of your own thoughts, woven into an illusory and grand bubble, really wake up."

"Perhaps the frozen soil and the deep space of the universe do not exist, you are just quietly lying in the unspeakable nothingness, your body is cold, your spirit is active, you have constructed the world with your thoughts, and when you wake up, everything should collapse, and the truth appears... …”

Wang Xuan was in a trance and was in a daze. Is this a scripture?

Across time and space, I don't know how many years apart, words and languages ​​can no longer be understood and passed down, and some just can resonate with this spirit.

If this page of paper is credible, the real world is too scary. All of this is the release of one's own thoughts. In ancient and modern times, there is only one person, all things, and the universe, are all illusory?

Wang Xuan was stunned, this scripture is somewhat demonic, brainwashing, idealism to the extreme, apart from self-denial, there is nothing else in the world.

"Why is it like a diary left by a mentally ill person?" He looked confused, is this the last scripture? For him, it felt useless.

However, in a civilized fire, it was written with ordinary materials, but it was not damaged, and it was not burned, which shows that the meaning of the scriptures it contains is unusual.

Fortunately, these are just a few paragraphs of ghosts, not all.

Wang Xuan threw it into the fire room and continued to sympathize. After the mental fluctuations were consistent, he captured the traces of his thoughts again.

"Do you believe it? Since ancient times, there has been only one person in the world, and I am you. When I am awake, I leave a record. When you extend your mind, you see the only paper in the world that records the truth..."

Wang Xuan was speechless, the back was still the diary of a mental patient, and he was still brainwashing.

"Actually, this is just an assumption. Believe it or not, it's true. The truth is more unpredictable and bizarre than what I said. What I said is just to remind you that maybe the truth is that you are a sick person, lying in You have been on the sickbed for most of your life, your body is already old, and when your spirit is dying, you sketch all things, and everything is born from it..."

"Poisonous!" Wang Xuan said, then he waved to the little white tiger and said, "Come on, I'll reveal the real world for you, pass you a supreme scripture, and describe the nature of all things..."

Then, he rudely poisoned the little white tiger and passed on this spiritual imprint to him.

Unexpectedly, the round-faced girl became demented, fell into it, kept dreaming, and said: "It makes sense, the demon master is my real body, the master consciousness, Wang Xuan is my spiritual dross, so I should kill everything in the world. Only I am true!"

When Wang Xuan saw it, he was speechless and didn't want to pay attention to her.

He quickly captured the spiritual imprint again, and then finally saw the real scriptures.

"What I have said is just an introduction. The birth and death of the law depends on your own heart. Spirit is the only sword we can cut through the fog and get closer to the truth. , is also indispensable, if there is only me in the world, then take this as the criterion to capture the truth outside me..."

Next is the real scripture, but it is still based on the assumption of the diary of a mental patient, and it is deduced from this premise.

"Damn it, if I want to learn your Fa, I must first brainwash myself and make myself a mental patient?!" Wang Xuan was almost speechless.

Of course, from the perspective of the book writer, everything is so natural, this is the letter he wrote to himself, and he believes that there is only him in the world.

In this scripture, it is believed that the real influence is everywhere and resonates with me, but the real energy substance is difficult to capture.

Only with pure spirit, realizing that since ancient times, only oneself and cultivated spiritual eye can capture the splendid real material at the end of the darkness, accumulate it in the body, and use it for oneself.

"I don't need to purify myself anymore, I already have the spiritual eye. According to this statement, I am a born mentally ill patient?"

Wang Xuan slandered, this is really interesting, is he serious? How does it feel like tossing the descendants without a trace.

According to the scriptures, if one can cultivate the spiritual eye, this kind of temptation alone is worth some practitioners taking the risk and tossing themselves into a mental illness.

However, the following scriptures are indeed predictable, but he needs to look at it dialectically and refine it himself, otherwise, he will really become a "severely ill patient".

"In the cold universe, the only me, the various illusions I touch, such as birth and death, such as the sudden disintegration of a radiant star, all exude a little bit of real matter in the illusion, which is worth cherishing and extracting..."

Wang Xuan worked hard to decipher the mental thinking of the patient into a chapter that he adapted to, to take the essence and get rid of the disease of the primordial spirit.

Whether it is the lifespan of the living body or the energy released by the bright stars, in this scripture, it is a kind of "external feeling", an illusion that stimulates one's own perception.

From that phantom, we can extract a little bit of real material that interacts with the only true self, so as to strengthen ourselves and prepare for a place closer to reality in the future.

With Wang Xuan's in-depth interpretation and quick analysis, he became a little crazy again. All things are external sensations, and they are all interacting with the inner self. He felt that he was still being led astray by the scriptures.

"External sense, internal self, ah..." He couldn't help but shouted, thinking that he should throw this scripture to Lao Zhang to read, and toss him into a mental illness.

If he gave the scriptures to Yaozu, Mingxue, Zheng Yuantian, etc., Wang Xuan was not at ease. If there was a problem with their Yuanshen, it would be fine, but what if they practiced it?

If you give it to Lao Zhang, it will be schizophrenic at most, and it will be repaired slowly in the future, and if you practice it, it will not become a serious problem.

Wang Xuan practiced for a long time, but found that if he didn't put himself into it, he wouldn't be able to practice this scripture without tossing himself into a serious patient.

Moreover, he also needs to think that the world is like this, what I think is right, and it should be like this.

He was in a trance for a long time, hypnotizing himself, don't say, it's really... effective!

"No, such an alternative method, such a patient, is not necessarily a disease of the primordial spirit. I think he is deliberately tossing the descendants, giving people a test, allowing people to correct themselves, and restore the essence of the scriptures."

He looked back at the little white tiger. He was really poisoned. He was groaning there alone, his eyes were blank, and he was immersed in his own world.

"Since there is only me, then cut off the cause and effect of all things, start with my spiritual dross, and destroy him." The round-faced girl wanted to push Wang Xuan into the fire in the ashes.

Snapped!

Wang Xuan gave her a blow on the forehead and immediately woke her up, ignoring her with a dark face.

"This scripture is very interesting, give me the second half, I want to comprehend it!" After the round-faced girl woke up, she was very excited and looked extremely happy.

"Find a cool place and wake up yourself." Wang Xuan pushed her aside.

In the end, in front of the fire, he still realized that, interpreting this scripture from his own perspective, all external feelings and inner self were all thrown aside. In his own cultivation system, that is... everything is superimposed and real, and he has to find and absorb that rare but real special substance.

This may deviate from the original meaning of the scriptures, but he can only practice in this way, which is suitable for his own path.

"Different people have different understandings. Go back and exchange it with Lao Zhang for the heavenly medicine. If he is fine after training, he can consider promoting it and show it to Fang Yuzhu, so that Fairy Jian can understand it."

After all, this is the only sutra page that has not been burned, and it must have its extraordinary value.

Wang Xuan retreated here, while absorbing the strange substances in the embers, he practiced this scripture, searched from all things, opened his spiritual eyes, and carefully penetrated the essence of the world.

Indeed, in the void, there is a strange flow of matter, but the source is unknown, as if it was born in the superposition of all things. However, the amount is too small, and it takes a lot of time to expect enough accumulation in this way.

Then, he saw an object that was full of life, and contained some substances that were close to reality in that life, which was much richer than the void.

She is... a little white tiger.

"That is to say, practitioners absorb various energy substances, which contain some strange things that are close to the real thing. They need to be tempered and extracted?"

Wang Xuan closed his eyes, thinking too much.

When he opened his eyes again, the fire was dim, and the fire was about to go out completely. At this moment, his body was shaken, his spirit and his body resonated, and a dazzling beam of light rose up, baptizing himself. From the inside out, strange substances flowed, washed the marrow, activated the five internal organs, and a faint white light appeared in the form and spirit.

He actually made a breakthrough in ignorance and unknowingly, and officially established himself in the field of the seventh stage, taking the Taoism to a higher level, and he practiced it with the help of close-to-real substances.

Most of that special energy comes from the embers of the fire.

"What's the situation?" Wang Xuan was surprised. Around him, on those ancient buildings, there were a lot of corpses hanging and swaying in the wind.

Those who are not ancients, no matter how you look at it, they are all descendants of the immortals who came in with him this time.

Little Baihu said in a low voice, "It's been half a month, you finally woke up. These are all people who wanted to get close to the fire, and they all hanged to death for no reason."

Wang Xuan was startled and said, "Is this world closed and we are sealed inside?"

According to the plan, this exotic land will only be open for three days, see the effect, and then decide how it will be opened in the future.

"After the time is up, it was closed for ten days, and two days have passed since the second time it was opened. This time it will be open for a month." Xiao Baihu informed the situation.

"If I don't go to the place of nothingness, I'm in the outside world, and borrowing a scripture is also broken. Everything comes from 'external sense'. However, if there is no large amount of strange substances contained in the fire, it will be difficult to succeed, and it will take time to slow down. Accumulation." Wang Xuan pondered.

He got up and looked at the old square and the silent street. Many of the hanged people were familiar faces, such as a fairy with a tongue sticking out, wearing armor and showing a thin white waist, at the entrance. He also made a rude statement, and ended up dying like this.

There were six or seven strong men who were hostile to him. They tried to block him at the entrance and hunted him. There were men and women, demons, and descendants of immortals. They were hanged like this.

"A remnant of civilization can't be approached by anyone, you guys, it's not wrong to die."

The round-faced girl nodded and said, "I'm sorry, some people rushed over and wanted to sneak up on us, but in the end, they got themselves in, they deserved it!"

"Let's go." Wang Xuan said, it's time to leave here.

"What about that scripture?" The little white tiger glanced at him, still thinking about it.

"I'm afraid that you will have a problem with your Primordial Spirit training. By the way, where is my photo crystal, if you don't give it to me, I won't take you out!" Wang Xuan threatened.

The little white tiger is in a daze, do you want to betray the demon master? She felt guilty for a while, even though she knew that the demon master would not punish her too much, she would probably beat her ass!

"I didn't take it with me, I went out and found it for you!" she shouted.

"Then stay here by yourself~www.readwn.com~ I'll go first!" Wang Xuan dodged, left the square, and disappeared.

"You come out, I'll give it to you!" Xiao Baihu was in a hurry, so many people who were hanged on the street were all new corpses, and she was afraid of becoming one of them.

Wang Xuan frowned, stood in the street, and saw several people outside.

The first is Mo Si, with a beautiful face and a weak body, but he is absolutely powerful and ruthless, not to mention the strongest this time!

In the other direction, Qi Chengdao, dressed in white as snow, and Ming Xi, who is beautiful and vulgar, stood together like a pair of immortals. With a faint smile, he nodded to Wang Xuan.

This is also a stubborn, outrageously powerful.

In the distance, there is a tall and straight figure, exuding a terrifying aura, that is a young man, although he looks calm, but there is a kind of madness deep in his eyes.

He is Qilian Dao, the second son of Yaozu. He laughed and greeted me directly, saying, "Fellow Daoist, you and I have a fate. Thank you very much for bringing my family's ancestral artifact, the Zhanshen Qi, here. I sincerely thank you!"

He was polite, not crazy, clenched his fists to Wang Xuan, and bowed slightly.

"There's a situation!" Wang Xuan's heart skipped a beat, because at this moment, the God Slaying Banner on his body shook slightly. What aroused his interest?

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