Chapter 784 Story

   If you use an onion as a metaphor, Xu Guangling is actually a three-cleaved onion.

The innermost part of   , that is, the core, is the "indestructible truth", which is what he obtained in his previous life, after being promoted to the great master, in the second essential promotion.

   And that promotion also brought him to this world from the world of his previous life.

   So in a sense, this indestructible truth can also be called "ARK", the ark, which can carry his consciousness through the long time and space.

   This is his highest achievement so far.

   is also the core without a doubt.

   If he runs this indestructible truth, he can obtain a power that is close to destroying the sky and destroying the earth. It is hard to say whether the saints of this world can stop this power, at least the heaven level is definitely unstoppable.

   But he can only run at most once.

After    once, this body must disintegrate.

   To be more precise, it is not "after", but as long as it works a little bit, this body will turn into nothingness like light and shadow.

   Between the two, the level gap is too far!

  Besides the core, the middle layer, which can also be said to be the non-material layer, is Xu Guangling's consciousness.

   The great master is not only "power", but also "knowledge".

  This "knowledge" can be said to be the only thing Xu Guangling can take out now, unlike the immortal nature, which can only be used as a deterrent.

  The outermost layer, that is, the third petal of the onion, the outermost petal, that is the current body of Xu Guangling.

   is the body of an 11-year-old ordinary person with average aptitude who has not yet cultivated.

   These three together are all that Xu Guangling is now.

   And at this moment, he is using the second onion, using his "consciousness" belonging to the great master.

   Consciousness is not power.

   But in many cases, consciousness can be power.

  You know how to drill wood to make fire, this is "knowledge", you really get the fire out, this is "power".

   There is a layer between consciousness and power.

   But as long as you get through this channel, consciousness and power can be connected by an equal sign.

   In his previous life, Xu Guangling was a great master.

   At the same time, he is also the master of medicine and the master of medicine...

   Later, in music, he climbed to the level of a large group without asking for anything.

   at this moment.

   A mountain stream flows beside them.

  The bonfire was burning, and because the firewood was not very dry, there were occasional crackling sounds.

   Basically there is no wind, the leaves do not move, but there is still some cool air flowing in the mountains. This is actually wind, but it has not yet formed a "macro", but exists in a relatively microscopic form.

   But if you use "spiritual eyes", you can see that all the trees in the mountains respond to the "wind" in different ways.

   These are all sounds, whether the ears can hear or not.

   All the sounds are combined together to form the "Sound of Heaven".

   In this piece of heaven, Xu Guangling told his story:

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, there was a tree on the mountain, and a lot of grass grew under the tree. One day, the grass suddenly bloomed, and these flowers were white, red, yellow, and purple... …”

   If an outsider hears such a "story", they will be inexplicable.

   Even three-year-olds don't think it's a "story" and refuse to listen.

   Xu Tonghui and Tian Hao are actually inexplicable.

   But just inexplicably, Tian Hao felt tired and fell asleep unconsciously.

Although Xu Tonghui didn't sleep soundly, he somehow felt that his body and mind were in a good state, and he also started to use the method of condensing qi unconsciously, but it was a little different from when he was cultivating normally. ".

  The new qi bred from qi and blood is so softly rising in the veins, like water, like fog, and like...

   is like a grass.

  This little grass is growing slowly, sucking the water in the ground, sucking the light in the sky, growing new shoots and new leaves little by little, and then blooming...

  Xu Tonghui's breathing unknowingly fell into a long period of time, and so did his thoughts.

   Until time seems to be sleeping slowly beside him.

   Then, Xu Guangling's "story" also slowly stopped.

   In this world, the pure sound of nature is restored.

   The night passed like this.

   Tian Hao was the first to wake up.

   After waking up, he exclaimed a little, "Ah, why did I just sit here and fall asleep!"

   Then he found out that he was so tired after walking the mountain road all day yesterday, but now, all the tiredness and fatigue are miraculously gone, and his body feels light and outrageous.

   He thought it was an illusion, and after standing up carefully with his hands on his back, he realized that the caution just now was completely unnecessary.

   I sat on the ground like this all night, and my legs were tangled together lazily, but there was no sign of numbness or stiffness in my legs at all. Instead, it seemed like I had just taken a bath in the bathroom.

   Awakened by the movement he made, Xu Tonghui also opened his eyes.

   Xu Tonghui was really a little startled. As soon as he woke up, his eyes were like a swipe of electricity. When he saw that there was nothing abnormal around him, and that the three of them were sitting together, he felt relieved.

   Last night, he actually "slept" completely and was not alert at all. This is really a dereliction of duty!

   But soon, he was stunned again.

  The new energy, the veins that are not obvious in the feeling, seem to have all "grown up" a lot during this night.

   gave Xu Tonghui the feeling that as long as he cultivated with his heart for a while, he would be able to use that qi to smash through this vein and completely enter the first level of the open vein state.

"this……"

   Xu Tonghui was a little stunned.

   Xu Tonghui actually didn't know much about the Tongmai realm and the enlightenment realm above the Tongmai realm.

   But he also grew up in the village, especially after being taught the art by the patriarch and becoming a monk himself, in the past 20 years, he still knows some things about the Tongmai realm.

   And he just happened to know some of the initial conditions after breaking through from the Qi Condensation Realm to the Tongmai Realm.

   That was a gossip from a clan elder who had instructed him to cultivate.

   That is, after condensing the energy and breaking through to the channeling state, at the beginning, the cultivator will feel a little "not advancing but retreating".

   Not only does the qi and blood feel a little weak, but it is not as good as before, even the "qi" condensed by the condensing qi realm is extremely weak, like a small flame that is shaky and dying just when the fire is started.

   If you indulge at this time, you may not even feel that small flame in the short term.

At this stage, cultivators have to work hard day and night, and then depending on their aptitude, it takes about two or three to four or five years to cultivate and grow that "qi". a vein.

   Strictly speaking, at that time, it will be the real "Tongmai state".

  ——Two or three years, to four or five years!

Regarding the length of this time, Xu Tonghui remembers it very clearly, because the clan elder sighed after talking about the previous ones, and said that his aptitude was not very good. It took five years to get through the first time. a vein.

   Xu Tonghui's aptitudes are well known.

   Well, it should be said that there are too many. ——The aptitude of that clan elder is better than his, and it may be a lot better!

   Now, what happened to him?

   In fact, he knows what happened.

   Likewise, there are no more!

   After all, this is not the first time this has happened to him.

   is only "painting" for the first time.

   And this time, it was the young master who told him a "story".

   This is true, this is true...

   Xu Tonghui couldn't find any description.

   At this moment, his heart was both shocked and extremely incredible, and then all these turned into worship.

   That little figure sitting across from him at the moment, vaguely, like a saint, like a god.

   (end of this chapter)