The Shuttle of the City

Ye Zichuan didn't even dare to look directly at the truth behind.

In the dark, it seems that there are really a pair of big hands fiddle with all this.

Maybe the whole universe is his plaything.

Ye Zichuan began to think about himself, starting from this problem, to find what he wanted.

It seems to have walked for a minute, and it seems to have walked for hundreds of millions of years.

While walking, Ye Zichuan thought about these questions, looking for answers deep in his heart.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally stopped.

Ye Zichuan opened his eyes and looked at the white mist rolling around him, with a relieved smile on his face from the bottom of his heart.

His eyes became clear and firm, as pure as a baby, and as unshakable as a rock.

"I'll just be myself."

This is his answer.

After getting this answer, the surrounding white mist slowly settled, and his figure emerged from the white mist.

This is an inexplicable world, the chaotic mist is rolling under his feet, spreading from here to the infinite distance, seemingly without end.

Above the sky, there are streams of light flashing across, and countless stars are shining, magnificent like a dreamy picture scroll.

Ye Zichuan saw a very strange scene. A main god was sitting on a star in the sky. It looked very small, and he didn't know what he was studying.

Indulge in it.

There is also a main god flying with meteors, cutting through the gorgeous sky.

In addition, there is a stone tablet standing in the white mist far away. A main god is sitting in front of the stone tablet.

This weird scene made Ye Zichuan's expression very strange.

In the Primordial Gate, there is actually such a scene.

This was something he didn't expect.

He walked in the tumbling chaotic mist, and found that each main god has his own pursuit, which is completely different from others.

What the hell are they looking at?

Ye Zichuan approached a stone tablet, but found that the stone tablet was empty, not even a trace.

The main god sitting in front of the stele was completely immersed in it, and he didn't know what wonderful things he saw.

Ye Zichuan was a little confused.

What is the mystery of this place? Doesn't it mean that it involves the true meaning and origin of the universe? Why didn't he see it at all?

With helplessness, Ye Zichuan continued to walk in the chaotic sea of ​​fog.

After a long time, he finally stopped.

In front of him, a mirror appeared.

A very smooth mirror surface not only reflected his figure in the front, but also reflected the scene behind him.

And no matter from which angle, it is a smooth mirror.

"The law of space..."

Ye Zichuan touched his chin.

It's just a mirror, showing many scenes that Ye Zichuan didn't see.

On one side, it can reflect different scenes before and after, and can also make his figure appear, whether it is frontal or sideways, it can be seen in the mirror at the same time.

And after the transformation, you can see more angles, with thousands of changes and no definite number.

Ye Zichuan seemed to have thought of something, and stood in front of this mirror without moving for a long time.

"One life is two, two is three, three is all things..."

Ye Zichuan muttered to himself.

This is the supreme morality of Taoism, but now he has discovered that it is completely possible to apply it to the law of space.

Thousands of roads, the same destination.

Chapter 809

Ye Zichuan sat down in front of the mirror, looking at the countless pictures refracted in the mirror.

He felt the origin of the law of space.

Space and time are the two most powerful of all laws, and they are also the most profound.

It is precisely because of the existence of these two laws that everything has meaning.

How can matter exist if there is no space?

Just a mirror surface gave Ye Zichuan unimaginable inspiration.

This is the primordial place, the beginning place, the place where everything originates and derives.

Ye Zichuan was deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate himself.

The other main gods also have their own opportunities. As for what they can realize, it depends on their own good fortune.

Ye Zichuan obtained the inheritance of the space master, and he still has a long way to go on the road of the main god.

He didn't fully comprehend the power left by the space master, because it was too profound.

But now looking at this mirror, he began to understand a little bit, and began to analyze that part of the esoteric law.

The mirror in front of me is constantly changing, from a line to a plane, and then to a three-dimensional, and then adding other dimensions, and finally can evolve into countless possibilities.

Taoism has a saying that one is two, two is three, and three is all things.

It is also completely in line with the law of space.

Ye Zichuan discovered that the inheritance of Taoism seems to be more vast and general than comprehending a certain law.

Taoism focuses on the entire way of heaven, which is the natural evolution of the entire universe.

For some reason, Ye Zichuan thought of a fairy tale.

According to the legend, Hongjun is in harmony with the Dao of Heaven, but I don't know what's going on?

Ye Zichuan didn't know how long he had been sitting here, and when he opened his eyes again, the mirror in front of him had disappeared.

He spread his palms, and a vertical line appeared like this, and then turned into a plane, into a three-dimensional space...

"Endless space, endless dimensions, reality and illusion, existence makes sense."

Ye Zichuan muttered to himself.

Withdrawing his palm, he stood up.

The surrounding scenery changed, and he seemed to have come to another world.

The chaotic mist under his feet disappeared, replaced by a scent of birdsong and flowers. The rich and pure energy condensed between the heaven and the earth. This place is like a fairyland.

In the body of the main god, there was a trace of longing.

This is the most original and purest energy, which can transform the essence of human life.

Even if an ordinary person lives here, after a long time, he will transform into a higher life.

The energy has formed tiny crystals, gathered into pieces of fairy mist, floating between the sky and the earth.

Not far away, Ye Zichuan saw a small puddle, as thick as amber, with a refreshing fragrance wafting.

This is simply a fairy pond!

The accumulated liquid has unimaginable power of good fortune, not to mention life and death, human flesh and bones are almost the same.

With a thought in his mind, Ye Zichuan directly took this small puddle into his own world.

The effect of this thing is many times stronger than that of ambergris, and it is estimated that only the elixir can match it.

Walking in this refreshing world, Ye Zichuan's body and mind are completely relaxed, his limbs are stretched out, and his whole body feels light, as if he is about to lift the clouds into the air

same.

The world doesn't know how big it is, it seems to be boundless, Ye Zichuan was tired from walking, so he found a tree and lay down, sleeping like no one else was around.

Sometimes I sit on the clouds, drifting with the clouds, aimlessly.

Sometimes I will ride a meteor to cut through the sky, witnessing the brilliance and brilliance of that moment.

This world is so wonderful, the Law of the Great Dao is within reach, as if it is close to the skin of a person, and can be felt very clearly.

I don't know how long it has been leisurely like this, Ye Zichuan finally stopped.

Because he finally found the trace of the person, not far in front of him.

A burly man wielding a bronze ax was chopping wood.

He bares his upper body, revealing his bronze-colored skin. His muscles are protruding like a horned dragon, powerful and powerful. Every time he swings the ax, the muscles of his whole body are affected, giving people a kind of

Primitive and wild beauty.

Ye Zichuan looked at it and found something was wrong.

This big man swings the ax very rhythmically, and the trajectory of the ax is also wonderful, like the trajectory of the Tao, which fits the heaven and the earth.

Every time the ax falls, it gives people a thrilling feeling.

Obviously he was just chopping wood, but Ye Zichuan felt that this ax could open up a world!

Ye Zichuan was fascinated by it, only the trace of the ax was in his eyes, and there was nothing else.

Who is this person?

Is it a main god?

Ye Zichuan stared at the big man without speaking or disturbing, just watching quietly.