Chapter 400 (1/1)

Sunan touched the book, and the book competition was like jade and silk. He would open the book and see several dragon shaped characters in its book ”immortal gourd Qiankun”. Sunan looked down further and the handwriting fell four times. I don't know what to say. Sunan said in line 110, ”there are green flowers on line 110, but there are no bees. The butterfly battlements fly in line 32, and the bees are suspected to be in line 47 or 83. Sunan looked at line 32 and saw” the butterfly battlements meet the bees, hoping that the butterflies fly in the first 17 lines. Can they meet in line 730? ”Sunan looked at the line again and said: ”Ha, the coral butterfly came and flew away. The bee hasn't come yet. It may be in the front twenty-two rows.

Sunan was surprised, but he couldn't understand it again and again. Sunan also knew that he was trapped in this ”God gourd” reed. If he couldn't read the book clearly, it would be impossible to come out.

Sunan read the whole article for a long time. It took a long time to think about words and words, and used the method of calculating each day of the week. Gradually, the person who wrote the book wrote a 3000 word formula, but the sentence was, ”butterfly, dream, I'm in this situation.” enter my dream.

When Sunan said ”butterfly, dream, I'm in my hometown, I'm in my dream” ”He stood outside the wooden house and read aloud. He felt that there was darkness in the sky and the earth, and there was a flower in front of him. After a while, he even returned to the collapsed temple. The rubble creaked under his feet. It was not a dream. Sweet spring water and full of grass. At this time, Southern Jiangsu was not thirsty and hungry for money,” immortal gourd Gan Kun ” , Sunan's fierce surprise looked at the black gourd feet.

Sunan picked it up and looked at it again and again. The sky was still so dark, and the green leaves on the reed cover were still so green. Sunan held it in his hand, but he saw the white gourd light blue for Bo seconds. He didn't know what it was. The gourd became smaller and finally became the size of a grain of rice. Once upon a time, it flew into his body from Sunan's nostrils.

Sunan was stunned, coughing and bumpy, but he didn't know where the gourd was on him. At the next moment, Sunan found that he and his cool breath disappeared into his internal power quickly. After a while, his internal power was gone.

Su Nan was startled, then lay on the rubble, held his breath and luck, and came in after a while. () Sunan's own meridian, the image of Dantian, came to mind. Sunan found that his meridians were actually several times stronger than before entering the ”eight wastelands”, and his internal power was shining like silver. No wonder I could fight Chu Yan in dozens of actions without losing.

So sunanshun explored all the way, but in the low Dantian, he found a small white gourd. It (de Wang Zhao) was like a fish in the stream. The up and down Dantian met the bright Dantian flow, and it was about to be swallowed.

After a while, Sunan found that his internal power was 30% less than that of him. The little white gourd didn't stop, but there was no way to prevent it from absorbing its internal power. Sunan could only inhale gas to accelerate the generation of internal power, but it still couldn't alleviate the sharp decline of internal power. When the domestic power was only 10%, the gourd seemed to be full of food and drink, and Sunan was already full of sweat. If this gourd If he absorbs the last internal power of his body without stopping, he will surely die.

Sunan observed the movement of the gourd in his own body, and the gourd he ate and drank suddenly disappeared in Dantian. When Sunan wondered, he suddenly found that something had invaded his sea of knowledge, and his knowledge expanded rapidly in the sea. Sunan gritted his teeth and held back, but gradually found it unbearable, which was more painful than the ”endless calls”.

You must know that the sea of consciousness is on your forehead. Taoists call it the Qiong room of shangdantian. There is the consciousness of human spirit, and three and seven human souls are here.780 if there is a sudden invasion of foreign bodies, ordinary people's brain will burst and die. Or the end of neuropathy.

Sunan suffered from the pain of ”doing a hundred things”, but it was this pain that inadvertently made his spiritual consciousness many times or even dozens of times stronger than ordinary people, that is, the eyes of avatar and Buddhists, which can only be understood before and after infrastructure construction.

This may be his fate.

Sunan fainted in the pain of tears, but he had a long dream. In the dream, Sunan was trapped in a place called ”Fairy Island” There are clear springs, wooden houses, fields and small islands on the island. The wooden houses are still there, and the words in the book are the same, that is, you can't go out even if you read the formula. Fortunately, planting grass in the fields will fill up five every once in a while, and there is no shortage of one. Southern Jiangsu planted one for grass The name of ”milk vanilla”. Later, Southern Jiangsu ate milk vanilla and drank in spring. The time passed. Southern Jiangsu almost thought about ”fairy gourd Qiankun” and still couldn't get out.

In a lonely place, there is no sunset and moon rising, no human noise, no chicken barking, no continuous spring, and five ”milk herbs” that swaying forever. There are also books in southern Jiangsu that occasionally scold old ancestors without talking about the details of words.

One day, Sunan found that he was tall and grew up. One day, he needed to eat two ”milk herbs” to be full. After that day, Sunan made a bold decision. He suspected that the scroll was a book that controlled the rules of ”first lake and thousand Kun”, and Sunan decided to wash the roll of ”incense and dry Kun” with clean water.

The water stained scroll was washed by Sunan for a long time, and the ink remained on the scroll. Sunan would only put the scroll in the middle of next spring. In winter, one day, the book fell into ink, first a line of words, then a page. Finally, the first volume of the book ”immortal gourd Gan Kun” was washed away by spring, and the book was washed into a whiteboard, broken and rotten.

”Ah! Oh, can't I leave here?” Sunan roared. After roaring, Sunan woke up and was in the fall of the temple. It was like a dream rather than a dream, like a fantasy rather than a fantasy.

After a long breath, Sunan found that he knew more than one thing in the sea. He was crazy, but because of Sunan's idea, he was in the wooden house in Fukushima, a clear spring, a field and a milky vanilla. In Sunan's view, these are terrible things. Just beside him, he reached out and touched them.

I don't want to stay here, ”Sunan thought, but returned to the collapsed temple. Sunan was surprised.” it was the fairy Hulu Qiankun who walked into his head. ”Sunan held the worry and fear of the unknown, condensed the gods he could control with his Dacheng Kingdom, and tried to touch the” Fairy Spirit ”in the sea ”Touch them gently, it's like the sharp pain and fear of splitting the soul. Yan in southern Jiangsu trembles to stop. The” immortal gourd gankun ”in the sea is deep-rooted and unshakable, and it's not easy to touch, just like their three souls and seven souls.