Chapter 37 (1/2)
Soon, Xiang Yang emptied all his thoughts and used all his mind and soul to form the simple pattern. I don't know how long later, he suddenly felt that he had turned into a little dust and drifted into a strange place.
This is a place without the concept of space and time. Except for the little gray fog and the dark shadow behind the fog, Xiang Yang is completely chaotic. Xiang Yang doesn't know where he is. He sees the same scene up, down, left and right.
Facing such a scene, he didn't know what he should do or how to get rid of the fog, so he looked at it blankly...
I don't know how long later, there was a flash of light behind the little gray fog, but it was just a glimmer like a firefly.
Finally, there was a change. Xiang Yang was in great spirits and concentrated all his consciousness on the light. Gradually, the light became brighter and brighter. The whole space was like being torn apart by a huge hand. From the middle, it was nibbled by the light. Then, in silence, the whole chaos burst, mountains, seas, stars, sun... One scene suddenly appeared, and then burst like an illusion...
After the groundbreaking miracle, there was a colorful haze. Then, the shadow behind the fog finally showed its true shape.
Doesn't it mean that something will appear after the success of chaotic visualization? What's going on?
An ancient bronze sword with rust, a tortoise shell full of mottled cracks and a colorful stone.
And all this floats in the air, with an invisible man behind it.
It's just a virtual shadow, but it has a feeling of ancient vicissitudes. That feeling seems to make Xiang Yang face a towering mountain, and he is a grain of dust, or let him see a vast ocean, and he is just a drop of water in the ocean.
A terrible sense of oppression followed, and a voice in his consciousness kept shouting: ”the true God has come to the world, why don't ordinary people kneel down? Those who have God's mercy have boundless good luck and great Qi! Kneel...”
This voice is very tempting, which makes Xiang Yang feel that he can get everything as long as he kneels down.
However, in the dark, there was a mysterious power blessing. An ethereal voice echoed constantly, making Xiang Yang unconsciously resist the temptation of that voice.
”All spirits are born by Hongmeng, and the gods are also the roots of the world. My life is from myself, not from heaven, and I will practice and prove myself in the future.”
Two different thoughts seemed to be portrayed in his instinct. This contradictory feeling almost split his thoughts into two parts, and a burst of severe pain followed, as if someone had smashed a sharp nail into his sea of knowledge.
Then another one, another one...
Such pain seemed endless, and even made him forget the two different thoughts. I don't know how long later, he even entered a mysterious realm in this boundless pain.
It's an indescribable realm, complete emptiness, complete disappearance, whether it's body or consciousness...
It seems that after a long time, it seems that only a moment, Xiang Yang woke up. Everything seems to be just a dream, but he knows that an extremely mysterious change has taken place in him.
The formula of heaven and earth bliss and all souls has been introduced! Is his fairy seedling three feet and three inches old? Thinking of the reward obtained in the first level, it seems that it is really beneficial to xianmiao, but it is not impossible.
With a gentle wave, the mountain hammer and the golden sword flew leisurely and danced happily along different tracks in the air.
This is something that no immortal can do. There is an iron law in the immortal world. All immortal practitioners below the period of transforming God can only control one Taoist instrument at the same time.