, the other side of deep space
For spring buds and summer insects, the remaining season is the rest of their lives.
And three years is not a short time for many people, after all, how many springs and autumns can life pass?
In the courtyard, dead leaves and artemisia coexist, and the furniture and beds in the house are covered with dust. Wang Xuan sat there, and for nearly three years, he seemed to have passed away, never moving.
For three years, he had been solving his own problems, and in the conscious world, in the deepest part of his body, he found that the problem was serious, and the new primordial spirit rejected him very much.
After many contacts, he thought that if it could not be resolved as soon as possible, a stranger would appear, which would be more terrifying than the so-called split personality.
In the past three years, he has used all kinds of secret texts, spiritual coffin techniques, and virtual path sustenance techniques......
A long time ago, he never thought that in this life, he would be his enemy, start all kinds of competitions, and even fight to the death.
In the confrontation and mutual hunting, Wang Xuan's spiritual mark finally entered the new primordial spirit, and the most difficult step was overcome by him.
The new primordial god was originally him, and he was stronger, but at the beginning of his new birth, he seemed a little immature because he rejected his past self, and was plotted by the "old guy".
Wang Xuan's original spiritual imprint, after breaking in, was not to erase this place, otherwise his so-called primordial spirit nirvana would be just an emptiness.
This is a blending, the new primordial spirit opens up and receives the most essential mark of his life, and the two are combined.
The decay in the old primordial god, those gray and dark that declined with the extraordinary, were destined to be abandoned, rejected, and would not enter the new primordial spirit, but would slowly die outside.
In this chase, hunting each other, or blending with each other, is the promotion and transformation of the "transcendent self", and for nearly three years, they have been constantly ups and downs in flesh and blood, in the land of life.
"Did it succeed?" Wang Xuan asked himself, and then, he discovered a problem, after three years of competition for the "Extraordinary Me", he had sunk under the land of fate.
Since the myth passed away, even his destiny soil has changed, like a heavenly trench, separating the real world from the void land.
He wondered, in the past three years, how did he and the new primordial god merge and hunt each other, all the way through?
He thought about it, looked back, and found that it was extremely difficult to ignore all this and want to go back for a while.
But he could vaguely sense the ordinary self above the destiny land, about the extraordinary, about the myth, all of which were injected into the new primordial spirit.
Now, maintaining physical functions in the real world is the self in the state of error correction in the universe.
Three years ago, he made a desperate gamble, and everything about myths and transcendentality in the old primordial god turned into a torrent, a brilliant light, and submerged into the new primordial god.
In the real world, Wang Xuan also vaguely sensed everything under the land of fate, and after the essence mark of the old and new primordial gods returned to one, there was no sense of alienation, let alone confrontation.
"Obviously Nirvana, the old and new primordial seals are one, why is it still like this? It seems that they are still separated by both ends of the land of life." He pondered.
Now there is only one of him, it shouldn't be like this.
He was silent, silently realized for a long time, and gradually had a clear understanding that there was indeed only him.
"I am above the land of fate, visualize everything under the land of life, where myths can be born."
"Or is it that I am already under the land of fate, and my thoughts and feelings can be integrated into my body, but I cannot project myths into reality, and I am corrected and suppressed by the universe?"
He said to himself, feeling very strange, because no matter from which point of view, there is nothing wrong.
Reality returns to reality, myth returns to myth, the life soil separates reality and myth, his current state is that he cannot chisel through the life soil and cannot bring out the extraordinary.
He was not worried that he could penetrate the land of life and freely enter and exit the two places at the beginning, and he should be able to solve this problem in the future.
Instead, he began to ponder another question, above the land of life is reality, below the land of life is myth, where did he come from?
The so-called nothingness and reality, the two sides of oneself, the ordinary self and the self with extraordinary power, are they projecting each other onto each other?
Then, Wang Xuan was on the road, in the point of light, he went away at high speed, rushing into the depths of the Void Land, he wanted to see how the meteorite passage was now.
On the way, he stopped at the Immortal Pool, and the silver immortal liquid nourished a few heavenly medicines, and nothing changed. But after stopping, when he baptized himself with silver immortal liquid, he found that the effect was far less obvious than before.
"Is it affected here too?" He has been based for a long time, and in the real world, supernatural phenomena are becoming more and more difficult to manifest, and the land of nothingness has also been affected to a certain extent.
At the same time, he noticed that after arriving here, everything about myths projected on himself in the real world became more and more hazy and blurred.
In the real world, the sleeping Wang Xuan felt as if he had experienced a dream about the extraordinary being far away.
He could feel that the outside world was full of dead leaves, snowflakes were falling in the sky, and it was another cold winter, and he knew that he had been asleep for nearly three years.
In the land of nothingness, Wang Xuan hit the road again, approaching the land of meteorites, and came here again after three years, feeling the scorching heat and red matter sprinkled down.
However, that extreme high temperature, that kind of red smoke like a catastrophe, its violent degree seemed to have dropped a lot compared to before.
"Is this the result of the suppression of the universe, or is it that the so-called error correction actually starts from here and affects the real world?"
Wang Xuan "tested the method with his body" and entered the meteorite channel, even if it was covered with red matter and there was no treasure protection, he could temporarily block it.
His heart changed, could he rush to the end in one go this time?
He rushed all the way up, with the illusion that the years were passing, as if a long time had passed, he was close to the magic flower, it was silent and did not invade him.
"Sure enough, the red matter that can burn the powerful primordial spirit has become weaker." After Wang Xuan broke through all the way here, he felt that he was fine and could move forward.
Wang Xuan entered the red sea of smoke, the light point was burned, and the primordial spirit felt severe pain, but he could still bear it.
In the past, he could only get here by hiding in the health furnace, but now he has returned to his old place without using the treasure on his own.
"The devastating extraordinary power declined a little violently, but it was precisely because of this that it provided me with the opportunity to explore the source."
Above the meteorite channel was a red ocean, with real particles shining brightly, not limited to red, and a small number of colorful real crystal fragments.
Wang Xuan suspected, if it corresponded to mythology, if it corresponded to the human body, could it be that this red sea of smoke and clouds was something related to blood?
He hit the road again, the terrifying energy intensity continued to increase, becoming more and more terrifying, and he once again had the experience of being burned to death.
But he had a feeling that if he could hold on, he might be able to break out of the red sea of smoke and clouds and see a brand new world, and he gritted his teeth and moved forward.
At this moment, he missed the treasure a little, if he held one in his hand, there was a high probability that he would be able to spy on the secret of the true source this time.
"Hold on!"
He is in a life-and-death situation, and he may overturn and lose his life at any time.
Suddenly, he was shocked, what is that?
"A piece of land sunk in the sea?"
In the red sea of smoke, there was a scene, different from what I had seen before, it was a piece of land, maybe it could also be called an island.
But it was not on the sea, it was submerged in a red substance, where a faint halo shrouded it in a not-so-small area.
Wang Xuan was in a daze, this discovery made him not come back to his senses for a long time, staring at it intently, it was indeed an island shrouded in brilliance.
This spectacle was not an illusion, he captured it with his spiritual heavenly eye, and it felt very real, which was equivalent to overturning many of his previous conjectures.
"Near the source of the truth, an island has appeared under the sea of red smoke, what is this place?"
Wang Xuan endured severe pain and approached under great pressure, he wanted to see clearly and understand thoroughly.
Finally, even if it is covered with light and mist, it can be seen clearly, it is indeed an island of life, lush, full of vitality, plants, and volcanic eruptions.
However, those plants seem to be transformed by energy.
"Someone?!" Wang Xuan was shocked, he saw a figure flashing by and disappearing into the lush place, which was by no means an illusion.
What is this situation? Isn't the land of nothingness a big rear that everyone owns alone?
Wang Xuan stood in the red sea of smoke and haze, scanning there, his heart fluctuated, and with his instinctive intuition, he was sure that this was not a magic flower at work.
He came close to the island that sank in the sea, and after arriving here, the harm of the red substance intensified, making him almost unbearable.
The island was very quiet, but it was not dead, giving people a feeling of all kinds of rich life, he touched the light mist with his hand, and the primordial spirit was able to enter.
The red substance of the "sea mile" was unbearable for him, but the island was extremely peaceful, he went in in an instant, and the experience of being about to be burned to death suddenly subsided.
The light point changed, and he stood on the island in the form of a primordial god, without the threat of life and death, completely relaxed.
The island was wrapped in soft light, isolating the red sea of smoke from the outside, but not blocking his access.
Red maple trees, golden ginkgo trees, verdant pine trees...... All kinds of beautiful scenery, all transformed by supermatter, and there are silver fairy waterfalls flowing, falling from the mountains formed by black energy, and volcanoes surging with red magma in the distance.
Soon, he found a figure again, nestled in the mountains, and there were also thatched huts on the mountains in the distance, with some people living there, and he could see them roughly.
"It's not an illusion, it's not an illusion, what kind of life form are they, or what kind of life form they are? It can't be a real world, I initially entered the transcendent universe?" Wang Xuan sensed it carefully, those creatures did not scan over, he was not aware of any danger, this place was like a peaceful new world, he walked cautiously towards the island.