Chapter 1037 After crossing the bird's nest

  Time flies by like an arrow.

  If you seek justice in the world, this may be the fairest thing.

   It transcends the rich and the poor, the noble and the lowly, the ordinary and extraordinary, and the yin and yang of life and death. This is also what the Tao Te Ching says, the heaven and the earth are not benevolent, and all things are regarded as dogs. Time, or you can think of it as one of the enforcers of heaven and earth.

   Xu Tonghui felt its ruthlessness.

   As early as when I was a dealer in Qingshui City, I deeply felt it.

   Leaving Qingshui City and possessing the so-called "Luck Dao" did not make him forget his ruthlessness.

   On the contrary, whether it was the benefits of his own practice, or those outsiders who were immersed in the mire compared to him, he deeply felt something that was indescribable.

   And all the emotions along the way, finally merged and worked hard.

   Only hard work can live up to this fate.

   Only hard work can live up to this life.

   Only by working hard and moving forward as far as possible on the path of practice can it be possible, and there is a little possibility...

   Approaching the young master.

  Xu Tonghui has not seen his young master for a long time.

  Now, the only way he can "meet" with the young master is in a dream.

   has never become accustomed to it, and inexplicably, Xu Tonghui felt a sense of distance, which became more and more obvious with the progress of his practice.

   is distant, not unfamiliar in relationship.

   But if it keeps going away...

   "Master, at what level do I have to practice before I can get close to you?"

   In addition to practice, this should be the question Xu Tonghui wants to ask the most, but of course he didn't ask it, but just told himself again and again in his heart, work hard! Do your best!

   About a few days later, the second dream came again.

   This time, Leng Qingyun practiced for decades in a place called the desert.

  Long yellow sand, sparse vegetation.

  The scorching hot sun, the vast and far-reaching starry sky.

   There are no fireworks, no traces of people, let alone the ground, not even a single bird has flown in the sky.

  Leng Qingyun has been alone here, and the only people who accompany him are the heaven, earth, sun, moon, and the long yellow sand.

   And every day when the yellow sand was scorched, and when the night came, the yellow sand quickly turned into a cold night, the only thing that stayed with him was the silent blood in his body.

   is speechless, but in fact it can speak.

  Day after day, night after night, Leng Qingyun gradually understood it from its quietness, from its rush.

   Then they worked hand in hand and passed the stage of Tongmai Realm.

  Leng Qingyun is Xu Tonghui, and Xu Tonghui is Leng Qingyun.

   The experience in the dream was so profound and profound that in just one night, Xu Tonghui really felt that he had lived in the desert for decades.

   The next day, when he finally got out of this immersion, he couldn't help thinking, what is the difference between Xu Tonghui and Leng Qingyun?

   This kind of thinking brought Xu Tonghui more thoughts on cultivation.

   In the next short period of time, during the day, when he was free, Xu Tonghui still received visitors at home or went out to make appointments normally.

   The exchange and compilation of exercises from Sihaimen and other schools continued, and Xu Tonghui actually assumed the task of a general ruling. It's just the level of condensing qi, but with Xu Tonghui's level and knowledge at this time, he realized what is called palm-like pattern.

   Days after days, the third dream never came.

   When Xu Tonghui was a little suspicious whether he was here, the next dream came.

   And this dream is very bizarre.

   is different from the previous two dreams.

What    and Xu Tonghui have experienced in the past few decades and what they have seen, heard and even imagined are different.

   The houses here are not made of wood.

   Some are made of wood, but most are not.

  The houses here have one and two storeys, but there are ten storeys and twenty storeys, and there are...one hundred storeys and two hundred storeys...

   Standing on the very high roof, it seemed as if it was about to approach the sky.

   However, this is just the cold Qingyun when he was a teenager.

   Leng Qingyun here is not in the Ye family, not in the family school, but in a place called school. What he learns is not called cultivation, but has nothing to do with cultivation.

   After more than ten years, he was admitted to the university, and the major he studied was called astronomy.

   An unimaginable world unfolds like this.

  The blue planet, the red planet, the asteroid belt in the form of billions of fragments, the rotating galaxy centered on the black hole, the galaxy isolation circle like a white fog...

   He was on a huge tourist boat with many people, going around the planet they were on.

   He and a few friends are walking on strange planets.

   Juvenile, youth, middle age, old age.

   Vision and insight are enriched little by little with learning and experience, and the innate body is also getting old and decaying little by little with this experience.

   He is a Mahasiddha.

   He is the recipient of the highest national medal.

   "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes in this life?"

   When the end of life finally comes, the state asks.

"Reminds me of the time when I was just admitted to university." He struggled to pull the corners of his mouth and smiled reminiscently, "The first star I observed was called the Light Walnut Star, which is very close to our planet. It's only 1.4 billion light-years away."

   "When I was alive, I couldn't get there."

   "And now, I want to go there and see."

   Sitting on a special spaceship named after him, he left the planet where he had lived his whole life, the small star system he was very familiar with, and flew in the direction of a star 1.4 billion light-years away...

   Before long, his life ended in flight, in death and darkness.

  …

   After waking up this time, Xu Tonghui was in a daze for longer than the previous two times.

   is much longer.

  It was hard for him to even come out of that experience completely.

   All those bizarre, seemingly real and illusory.

   Also, at the end of life, it was a trip to space that seemed like exile and like a home.

   Xu Tonghui spent the whole day in a daze.

   Until night falls again.

   It was a normal night as usual.

  The crooked moon, the bright stars.

   There is also the huge light band with many stars inlaid, but it is not very clear at this time.

   A very normal situation.

   But this time, Xu Tonghui raised his head.

   In his decades of life, from his ignorant childhood to the present, Xu Tonghui did not know how many times he looked up at the sky, either intentionally or unintentionally, or for a long time, or just for a short glance.

   At this time, under the calm gaze, the mind is thrilling.

   "Is every star so huge that it is indescribable?"

   "Is this one that I stepped on, also a 'single'? If it is placed in the sky, it is very inconspicuous, very inconspicuous, and even completely invisible."

  …

   Lying by the pavilion, Xu Tonghui watched the stars all night.

   And when the dawn came again, and even the last star that his eyes saw disappeared from the sky, Xu Tonghui was stunned for a while, then suddenly shook his head and smiled.

   stood up.

   clear heart.

   Condensed meaning.

   Stretch your palms.

   Raise your feet.

   Slowly, he opened the stance, and Xu Tonghui started the open-frame physique practice that he had done so many times.

   I don't know how many times I've played it.

   And this time, it feels weird.

   So many times.

   also seems to be...

   is just the first contact.

   (end of this chapter)