Omniscient and Almighty

   Chapter 848 Enron

   That is, of course, an act of death.

   And it's pretty deadly.

   But all said, the king replayed the bronze number.

  If you don't do some tricks, what's the difference between it and real bronze?

   Of course, this is just a joke. The real reason is that according to the growth rate of this body, it will take more than half a year to cut into the practice.

   This time is too long for a great master.

   It will only take a month at most to change Qi and blood positively, and to experience the changes in the root bone and the whole body in the process. In fact, even a month is not enough.

   Lose one month in half a year, still more than half a year!

   So, what are you doing with that long time?

   is an experiment, of course.

  The time is right, the sun is shining... Well, there is no sunshine, but as the saying in the previous life, hitting a child on a cloudy and rainy day is idle anyway.

   The root bone of this body itself is only the middle and lower, or even the middle level, which is not very ideal.

  If it’s the kind of **** that’s going down, down, down, that’s really bad, then it’s just right, it’s barely enough to handle it, and there’s no need for him to go back and forth.

   Now, of course, you have to toss.

   must toss.

   It was at this moment that after a flash of inspiration came thinking. After thinking, Xu Guangling finally decided on a major research project for the past few months, "Reform of Roots and Bone".

   Of course, there is also the "transfer of mind and body", which is used for Xu Tonghui.

   There is also "transformation from Dazong to Dagongshi", which will be used for Tian Hao in the future, although Tian Hao is difficult to reach the height of Dazong, even half of it.

   And this root bone reform, Xu Guangling used it on himself.

   Not through practice, but only through ordinary means, mainly herbal medicine, to see what kind of boundaries the root bone can reach under the action of medicine, up and down.

  Up, is it possible to achieve perfection, a few points away.

   Down, after a certain level, will it cause life itself to bottom out and show a different kind of "creation"?

   and so on.

   This is something that Xu Guangling has never dabbled in in his previous life, and it is also a new field for him.

   should be more interesting.

   After confirming the project, he looked back and saw that he wanted to become a great master in the field of great masters. Isn’t this a river that must be crossed on the way?

   Therefore, this so-called spiritual movement is not just a spiritual movement.

   is the "instinct" thinking of the great masters and great masters.

   At this point, Xu Guangling smiled slightly.

   Time seems to be reversed, back to the beginning of his past life from ordinary to extraordinary, that night, the newly composed music, and the few words he embedded in this "Dream of the Future":

  I mourned, and the world mourned with it.

  I am silent, and the world is silent.

   I laugh, and the world laughs with it.

   I sing, and the world becomes a butterfly, spreading its wings and flying.

   At this moment, there is no singing, but the world is still in the shape of a butterfly, circling around him, and he can even feel the lightness and lightness in the dark.

   Xu Guangling suddenly became interested.

   He hasn't touched the piano for a long time.

  In this world, I have never seen such a thing.

   In his previous life, after all, in his original identity, he was half a "musician".

  Thinking of this, Xu Guangling smiled again with gentle eyes.

   That is definitely not the gaze of a great master or a great master, and it is not the gaze of an owner of "indestructible true nature", but a real gaze that looks like an eleven-year-old child.

   In the afternoon, outside the pavilion, the rain was rustling.

  Xu Guangling reached out and picked up a leaf that had been knocked down by wind or rain from the back of the bench at the edge of the pavilion.

   slender leaves, such as willow leaves in previous lives.

   is not actually a willow, but only slender.

   This is also the many characteristics of this life and the past life - how similar the style is, but not the same.

  If you want to see the state of the world, there is no book, and if you want to sing about the times, there is no spring and autumn.

  I want to drink alcohol and have no old friends, I want to make new knowledge...I'm still young...

  Father and mother, my son is well today, and my heart is fragrant. I wish you a long drunken spring breeze and sleep with heaven and earth.

   Mr. Chen, how is the new world? The disciple is no longer around, and I can neither listen to your teaching nor continue to serve the disciple. You should be fine, but unfortunately there is no Great World Express, otherwise the disciple will definitely send the root bone reforming potion to you.

   This guy, Tiantian Mirror, is too unsatisfactory and not powerful at all. When it can truly "see the world", perhaps the disciples will be able to know where you are.

  Before this, you must be careful.

  Especially Mr. Chen, remember to be a man with your tail tucked in, you are no longer a generation of Wuzong.

  My apprentice Shen Xin, from a mortal to a great master, has already carefully analyzed it for you with the meticulousness of the 50-year college entrance examination and 30-year simulation, and there is no ambiguity in it.

   Even if the world changes and start all over again, presumably, you won't let your teacher down, right?

   As a teacher, I don’t worry that you are not good.

   Just worry that you are too good.

  I asked you to transcribe the Tao Te Ching 10,000 times, but I just wanted you to memorize those four words.

   The best is like water.

   Fellow Daoist Chang'an, if there is no accident, you and Xiaoxin should be in the same world, and I don't know how long it has been, but it should be, it won't be too long, right?

   I don't know if you two, can you still recognize them?

  …

   Thoughts are like wind and rain.

  Xu Guangling did not control, but let nature take its course.

   And the slender leaves that are placed on the mouth are naturally blown by the mouth.

   has no tone or tone, but it is just like the wind and water, and it forms its own theme.

   That is the height of the great master, where the sun and the moon rise and fall.

   That is the big sect looking around, laughing that although the world is different, its principle is the same.

Those are pieces of music such as "Father", "Mother", "No Wind and Rain", "The Great Dream", "The Road of the Sages", "Brightening the Flowers", "Lan Ke", "The World's Title Page" and so on. , not only a memory, but also a way.

   That is on the way, along the way, those people, those things.

   More than just scenery.

   is more than just experience.

   has long been integrated into life and has become an inseparable part of life itself.

   So it doesn't matter what the past is.

It was also this life and this world. At this moment, I made a plan to play with my own bones at will. Only then did I know that the mind of the great master and the great master has already become the main body of life, even if you change your body, There is no fear of being "pulled into the water" by this body, but only the body is pulled up.

The mind may be disturbed, but the mind cannot be invaded, and the consciousness cannot be moved.

   "The reason why I have a big patient is because I have a body, and I don't have a body, what do I have to worry about?"

This level of    has not yet been reached.

   But the flavors in it can already be a little bit of a taste.

   is the world turned into a butterfly, flying around me, and I turned into a butterfly, flying in this world.

Flying is not beautiful enough, not so arbitrary, the level of the great master is still a bit low, this life, we have to work hard, I already have a life to rely on, this life, it is best to go further, as far as, at least There are ten pieces to be the beacon, right?

   can't be compared to previous lives.

   The clear voice gradually faded away and sank in the light rain, but it was no more than a dozen steps away, and it disappeared in the peace between heaven and earth.

   Xu Tonghui couldn't hear it.

  The people outside the compound could not hear it.

   Only this rain, this pavilion, the water outside the pavilion, the trees by the water, the grass under the trees, the stones in the grass, witness this moment and listen to an unexpected concert.

   (end of this chapter)