Chapter 17 of the new chapter of the main volume of the other side of deep space After King Jing returned to the old land, he calmed down and seriously considered the way forward.
When the curtain collapsed, he came into contact with more than one way, and saw with his own eyes some people moths to the flames, shattering their bones in the extreme splendor, and a group of people gave up everything and resolutely crossed the transcendent sea of light and disappeared from the world.
He needs to become stronger, and he needs to bring back the primordial spirit who is wandering in the "true source".
In the days that followed, he studied various scriptures, and collected a large number of classics in Xinxing, which was equivalent to obtaining the secret collection of immortals in a certain sense.
In that special era, the Immortal Cave Mansion, the Demon Mystery Collection, etc., all fell from the void as the transcendent gradually decayed, and all kinds of scriptures were available.
The chaebol dug up all the relics of the immortals and brought huge dividends to Wang Xuan.
Now, for him, the time spent studying the scriptures is very pure, and in the eyes of some people, it may be considered leisurely, and in the eyes of others, it may be considered boring.
In Wang Xuan's own feelings, this kind of life is not a kind of peace of mind in the pastoral years, but a kind of mental fullness and spiritual fulfillment, and he is exploring the road to the future.
In the tranquility, in the monotony, in the departure from the fireworks of the bustling city, he has gained all kinds of gains.
In the past, he had seen the splendor of the immortal world, experienced the blood and chaos of the mythical apocalypse, had been to the immortal land, and had also arrived at the higher spiritual world, and experienced the end of an era.
He had fought with demons, and he had also slashed with the gods, and was missed by Zheng Yuantian, who was at odds with Hengjun, and fought with the blood of the spirit, and was even vaguely locked by Shang Yi, the first man of the immortal path, the madman, and almost killed him.
Along the way, although he is not very old, he has experienced a lot of things, witnessing the burning of the transcendent era until it is completely extinguished.
When the immortals are gone, the myth no longer exists, and in this transcendent and silent world, his once restless heart also becomes quiet, which is like a kind of precipitation.
Experiencing extravagance, looking back in the vast world, walking through the neon-lit city, he didn't need to meditate, and his whole person was less fireworks.
Turn over the Yellow Court and recite the Feather Transformation True Scripture...... He devoted himself to studying, and in this state of mind, he gained more and more, understanding from different angles, and refining what belonged to him.
He did not want to copy the path of his predecessors, but was inspired by various kinds to broaden his horizons and gradually see the foggy road ahead.
Of course, some thaumaturgies were learned for the first time, and he pondered them carefully, such as the Hell Black Phoenix Technique, which was the top secret method of the dormant spirit in the Qi Heaven, which could be reborn after death.
Wang Xuan has too many scriptures, and he moved into the depths of the spiritual sea as a whole, but now he searches through the classics and finally finds this secret text.
Once it is refined, it is equivalent to one more life.
Soon, he found Shang Yi's resurrection method, the golden cicada shell cutting technique, which was really a first-class scripture, which could be called miraculous and magnificent.
Once this secret method is practiced, after being resurrected through it, it will be weak at first, but after surviving, as time goes by, the cultivation will become more refined, and the Taoist practice will be stronger than before.
Wang Xuan found that there are many good things that have settled in the depths of spiritual consciousness and need to be explored.
In fact, he is very casual, although he has a sense of being born, but he has no intention of staying away from the world.
In his spare time, he would walk around, watching the colorful colors in the city at night, crowded in the hustle and bustle of the daytime streets, and also traveling, high mountains and lakes, desert sunsets, different scenes, different moods.
Of course, sometimes he would go to drink tea and chat with Aoki and Liu Huai'an, and would also visit Chen Yongjie and his wife to tease the dragon and phoenix twins.
"Wang Xuan, should you become an immortal?" This is Aoki's most intuitive view, he always feels that Wang Xuan's temperament is transforming, and he slowly has a dusty atmosphere, as if he wants to break away from the present world.
Although he didn't believe it at all, because the mythological era was over and it was no longer possible for anyone to become an immortal, Wang Xuan's temperament really made him suspicious.
"No, on the contrary, a butterfly ran away, I've just been calm lately, I don't want anything in my heart, and I feel more indifferent unconsciously." Wang Xuan said.
In this regard, whether it is Aoki, Liu Huai'an, or Chen Yongjie, they can only drink tea with him and cannot participate in the analysis of his current situation.
Tea is indeed good tea, it is the tea fruit produced by the first immortal tea tree that Wang Xuan picked from the world under the land of fate.
But in this era, all tea fruits have lost their extraordinary attributes, and after being dried and preserved, only the fragrance remains, without the brilliance of mythology.
Occasionally, Wang Xuan also went to Huang Ming's Yuxian Tea House to sit down, and gathered with acquaintances such as Zhou Qinghuang, Kong Yun, Mo Si, Gu Mingxi, etc., where he unexpectedly met Master Wukong - the ghost monk.
He did not cross the sea and stayed in the world, as for the little white tiger who always fought with him, the round-faced girl, he vowed to follow the demon lord and leave.
After the end of the myth, the old monk returned to the Pufa Temple on the outskirts of Ancheng, from where Wang Xuan brought out his fragments of his soul, and later he walked out in the curtain, and the two became one.
Since then, Wang Xuan has had a new place to go, sometimes going to the Pufa Temple to talk to the old monk about scriptures and study the secret path of Buddhism.
"Wang Xuan, I see that you are becoming more and more fairy-like, which matches the name of my tea house, and is full of immortal charm, give me an endorsement." Huang Ming joked.
Outsiders commented that Wang Xuan gradually lost his worldly fireworks, but after returning home, his parents directly asked him if he was world-weary, but he didn't have suicidal tendencies.
Even, Wang Xuan's mother asked him, could it be that there was a problem with the practice, could it be that he went crazy?
He was stunned, this angle of looking at the problem was really "strange", and the alternative left him speechless.
"Do you have Fang Yuzhu strong now, is Yan Mingcheng powerful, where can you find your way? Don't mess around, your mother and I are just your child, don't toss yourself away."
After Wang Xuan heard about it, he seriously reflected on his situation, is it normal?
"In this special era, there is a high probability that I have officially entered the level of leisure travel, surpassing the earth immortals, but there are some problems, and it is a little dusty."
Then, after his parents knew the truth, they were silent for a while, quite speechless, and Yuan Shen went on the road alone and ran away?!
"It's okay, this realm is fugue, and besides, I am different from the immortals, this is a true leisure with a higher gold content, and the primordial spirit has gone to the source of truth."
Wang Xuan was flipping through the scriptures in the courtyard and didn't care much.
"Do you think that wandering around the world is the highest standard of carefree travel? It is recorded in ancient books that in addition to fugue, there is also personal travel." Wang Zesheng said.
Wang Xuan looked at Lao Wang, is there such a statement? His father and Yan Mingcheng have been together for more than 20 years, and they really know a lot.
"You read all the scriptures, I read all the miscellaneous books on the history of practice, if it's okay, you should read it too." Wang Zesheng said.
Personal wandering is only mentioned by individuals, not the mainstream, because to some extent, fugue is enough, and what is important for people is to think and feel, enter layer after layer of spiritual world, and strengthen the original spirit.
The so-called physical travel refers to entering the spiritual space with the physical body, but how can an ordinary wandering monk do this?
Wang Xuan was stunned, he had entered the inner scene with his physical body and did it unintentionally.
"Some people also say that the mortal world in this world, one step at a time, is the best place to travel in the body, wading through the river of time, walking through all parts of the world, seeing the wonders of the world, experiencing the customs of all ethnic groups, and coexisting with wandering and wandering, this is a leisurely journey."
Wang Xuan asked him for those miscellaneous books, and Lao Wang actually asked him to go to the relevant departments in Pingcheng to look for them, which contained many orphan books.
Wang Xuan asked Lao Chen for help, and really uploaded a scanned version to him from the Internet.
"Child, you have lost your soul, you are a practitioner, how can you not have a soul?" Wang Xuan's mother, Jiang Yun, showed a worried expression.
Wang Zesheng said: "Yan Mingcheng seems to have mentioned similar things before, at that time, when he and Bai Jingshu talked about whether they had found the real way and whether there were people who had taken a crucial step, he mentioned some strange people, and one of them was a bit similar to yours."
Jiang Yun thought back, then woke up, and said: "I also remembered that the strange man seems to have been a long time ago, saying that he belonged to some deceased civilization and excavated some inscriptions in the remnants of exotic remnants."
Wang Xuan suddenly came to his senses.
According to records, after the end of a certain transcendent civilization a long time ago, a peerless immortal became weaker and weaker, and when he was walking in the mortal world, he unexpectedly met a young man, who was a little incomprehensible.
Many years later, the peerless immortal had already become a mortal, and his hair was gray, but when he met that young man again, he found that the years had not left any trace on his body.
He was immediately shocked and humbly asked for advice, but the other party sighed and told him that his physical body had retained the power of the Earth Immortal level, but the primordial spirit had an accident and was gone.
"Why is it gone?" Wang Xuan was surprised, did he really meet the "same kind"?
"According to the young man, the primordial spirit has completely dissolved under the correction of errors in the great universe, leaving only normal spiritual thoughts and consciousness, but unfortunately the primordial god Dao fruit has been scattered."
Wang Xuan was out of his mind, there was such a person, the original spirit was "dissolved", and his body kept the position of the earth immortal, which was outrageous, and it seemed that he was still different from him.
"Are you sure that your soul has temporarily traveled far away, not melted away?" Wang Xuan's mother Jiang Yun asked.
"I'm sure he's still here!" Wang Xuan nodded, and then asked: "What happened later?"
Wang Zesheng said: "He lives in the world like an ordinary person, but he seems to be very confident, thinking that he will return to the basics, and look at the mountains again. The strange man felt that he would experience the real realm of the human world, and then embark on a real escape, and then the health lord...... Go all the way and go through it again, and then you will eventually reshape a new myth and truly transcend."
"Some doorways." Wang Xuan nodded.
Jiang Yun said: "Therefore, no matter what era, you must not be careless or too arrogant, maybe there are such 'strange people' in this city, who have turned into mortals and are re-entering the great realm of the world......"
"What happened to this strange man later?" Wang Xuan said, directly holding his parents' hands, and using his earth immortal level body and instincts to probe his parents' physical condition.
The two of them were very healthy and vigorous, this was the result of Yan Mingcheng and Bai Jingshu's help in conditioning, but they were only stronger than ordinary people, not extraordinary, and they were far from the physique of the Earth Immortals.
"What are you thinking?" Jiang Yun slapped his hand aside.
"Later, the strange man died under the artillery fire of the spaceship due to an accident, and his flesh and blood were shattered, but before he died, he tore apart several small battleships." Wang Zesheng said.
Moreover, he was very solemn, reminding Wang Xuan to be cautious and careful, even if there is an earth immortal-level body, after losing the primordial spirit, it cannot stop modern technological weapons.
Wang Xuan nodded, fortunately, he still had the imperial spear in his hand, if someone really wanted to risk his life to tear his face, he would not be so easy to deal with.
Unless the other party is crazy, they will directly destroy the entire planet!
A few days later, Wang Xuan decided to travel far away, the original spirit was traveling to the source of the truth, and his body also had to travel in the starry sky to see the splendor of this era.
At the same time, he thought of an old incident, there was a person who was very similar to the strange man described by his parents, and he had personally touched it.
Now that the transcendent has come to an end, what happened to that person? He wanted to take a look.
The next day, Wang Xuan left the old land.
Rising star, Zhao Qinghan walked out of the pool, like a hibiscus out of the water, her fair body was graceful and beautiful, she wiped off the water droplets on her body, and sat there alone, quiet and silent. It was a long time before she picked up her phone, opened the address book, and slid her finger over a familiar name.
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