The sound murmured as if with a mysterious rhythm.

It's like a woman, saying something vaguely in your ear.

You can vaguely guess that the other party is describing something.

But what the other person said was inaudible.

"How is this going?"

Chu Yan ’s first reaction was that something was wrong with the fifteenth floor.

But soon, he rejected this idea.

"There is absolutely no problem, it should be obscure."

After being so determined, Chu Yan's mood suddenly calmed down.

He looked up at the white trace in the air.

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed.

The white trace, like the painting swept out from the tail of the handwriting, was gradually shortening at the moment.

That feeling is like a burning incense stick.

As time goes by, this incense will gradually come later.

Chu Yan's heart suddenly moved, and he came to understand.

"Yes, this murmur, must be talking about something.

And what I want to do is to understand the content of this discourse in this limited time. "

Chu Yan immediately sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, concentrated all his energy, and listened carefully.

The murmured female voice, without any emotion, said there vaguely.

Time passed little by little.

The white handwriting soon disappeared by about a quarter.

At this time, Chu Yan still didn't even hear one of the most common words.

But he was in no hurry.

Continue to concentrate.

At the beginning, he used his brain to think about the changes in the upper and lower syllables, trying to distinguish what the other person was saying.

But with the deepening of time, the change of each syllable also seems to produce a mysterious Dao rhyme, so that he no longer struggles with the content of each word he tells, but he realizes it carefully.

This feeling is difficult to describe in words.

But at this moment in Chu Yan's heart, there was indeed a feeling of emptiness and insight.

Deep in his mind, Chu Yan felt that his body was now fluttering gently, as if he had entered a place he had never been to.

This place is like a big ball.

He is now inside the big ball.

The inner wall of this ball is a colorful light spot.

These light spots are constantly flashing.

The whisper of the female voice also continued in this ball.

Chu Yan looked at the flickering flashes in front of her eyes, and then listened to the female voice in the ball.

At this time, I closed my eyes and hovered cross-legged in the center of the big ball.

Although his eyes are still closed at this moment, Chu Yan feels that a line appears in front of his eyes as time goes by.

These lines are like waves, with ups and downs.

He couldn't help himself, so he began to breathe and toss according to the ups and downs of these lines.

At this time, the reiki movement in the body produced a slight change.

A kind of resonance, unconsciously, came into being.

With this resonance, Chu Yan suddenly opened his eyes.

He found the big ball with mottled light and shadow disappeared at this moment.

What appeared in front of me turned into a slap-like spot.

These light spots show various colors.

They revolved slowly around themselves, moving near and far.

But there is no way to describe this distance in terms of distance.

Some light spots seemed to be close by, but it made Chu Yan feel untouchable.

Some light spots are clearly far away from him, but they make Chu Yan feel at his fingertips.

At this time, Chu Yan's heart was clear.

He hasn't thought about what these light spots represent.

He just hoped that he could get in touch with these spots before the handwriting disappeared completely.

Chu Yan kept thinking and listening.

The recitation and narration of the female voice at this time in Chu Yan's ears are no longer pure content, but more like a rhythm.

All the syllables form a very obscure, but contains a reasonable sound.

"Dadao to Li ... Dadao ... Dadao ..." At this moment, Chu Yan's heart shook suddenly.

He felt what he had caught.

But because of the momentary shock, he couldn't believe it.

"These lights are the road!"

"My mother prepared for me on the fifteenth floor is the avenue!"

"No one can teach, but only enlightenment!"

"It's your own way of understanding!"

"My own way is the strongest way!"

One by one, the blessing to the soul, now jumped in Chu Yan's mind.

"The way of destruction that I had before was not my own at first.

Later, with the help of my dad, I burned it with Qilin's life, and my own Tao also contained the idea of ​​destruction and killing.

This coincidence does not save one of thousands.

The Tao can only comprehend the situation like mine, and I can never have a second time in my life.

And what my mother prepared for me at the moment is an opportunity to open the Lingtai and realize the avenue! If I hadn't mastered the way of destruction, this time, it should be my first chance to realize the Tao.

If this opportunity can be grasped, then I can master one more avenue in the state of mind.

Even if there is no comprehension, this opportunity to directly enlighten Dadao is rare. "

Chu Yan didn't know how difficult it was to directly give an opportunity to enlightenment.

But he understands that this kind of thing cannot be done by ordinary people.

I am afraid that even the true fairyland monks hidden in Baoxiang's kingdom and Tianyazong can't do it.

If it ’s so easy to learn about Dadao, then it ’s already a dog-like state.

In fact, no matter what enemies Chu Yan encountered before, whether it was the heavenly state of mind or the purple palace realm that was beheaded today, there was no one who could see the way out.

"Since this is the case, I cannot afford to let go of this opportunity!"

Chu Yan concentrated his energy and immersed himself in the state just now.

At this time, the handwriting had disappeared by almost two thirds, and one third remained.

And those light spots still continue to surround Chu Yan, giving Chu Yan a considerable and untouchable feeling.

With the remaining quarter of the handwriting, the speed at which those spots began to slow down.

But at the same time, the light of some of these spots is also rapidly diminishing.

The fastest of them, just a few breathing kung fu, disappeared.

This also means that Chu Yan has lost the opportunity to understand Yidao Avenue.

When the handwriting was only one tenth, there were only five spots around Chu Yan.

And these light spots are still rotating, even though the speed is much slower than before, but there is still no sign of stopping at this moment.

Silently, the color of Another Avenue disappeared completely.

There are four left.

And these four, the light is also faint.

Like a faint light in a broken house, it can be blown out with just a gust of wind.