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Zhang Lao only said this at night.

Xu Guangling was breathing, and then he found that even his extremely long and gentle breathing at this time was stirring the mist, no, not stirring, but absorbing.

At first, Xu Guangling didn't pay attention to it, but slowly, when the fog disturbed by his arrival calmed down little by little, it did not tend to be completely still, but showed a kind of flow.

Flowing with him as the center and destination!

Although, the flow is extremely slow!

At first glance, Xu Guangling really thought that this was an illusion, whether it was the existence of this fog or the flow of this fog around him, it seemed to be a complete illusion! But soon, he knew that it was not.

This is not a delusion!

Because the whole body, from head to toe, front and back, left and right, or all over the body, there is a pinprick feeling.

It's like there are thousands of tiny, very small and tiny invisible "needles" piercing his body in a three-dimensional way of 360 degrees, and with his breathing -- it is said that he is not only breathing through his mouth and nose, not only his hands and feet, but also his entire body, and all the pores on his body, are breathing.

And those invisible needles followed his breathing, from the surface of his body, to the inside of his body.

A little, a little, a little bit.

Just go deeper and deeper, until it penetrates the inside and outside of his body.

And Xu Guangling's feeling at this time is really difficult to describe in any words, anyway, the whole body is full of numbness. Standing there, Xu Guangling seemed to have become stiff all over his body, and it seemed that he had never been "relaxed" like he was now.

It's really a great relaxation.

Xu Guangling even felt that the pressure under his feet had disappeared, and his feet seemed to be standing there instead of bearing the weight of his entire body, but showing the most natural state of floating relaxation.

In other words, Xu Guangling felt as if he was not standing there, but floating there.

That's right, it's "Floating"!

A very slight gust of wind blew, and it seemed that it could take him straight away.

This should be an absolute illusion, but it is so real! In the feeling, there is nothing false at all! Xu Guangling even wanted to squat down and inspect his feet, but the feeling in his whole body at this time was too fresh and too wonderful, so that he didn't dare or was reluctant to move at all.

Not only did his body not dare to move, but Xu Guangling didn't even dare to think about it.

He was afraid that any change in his physical and mental consciousness would interrupt this extremely novel and subtle feeling, and that he would never come back again as soon as it was gone.

Therefore, then, just so stiff, so relaxed, Xu Guangling stood there, motionless, not only physically, but also mentally.

At some point, his conscious sensations entered the darkness again.

Xu Guangling once again saw the strange-shaped grass, saw the five branches scattered on the stem of the grass, and saw the five small flowers on the five branches.

Red, white, cyan, yellow, black.

At this moment, the entire grass, including the five small flowers, was shrouded in a thin white mist.

Xu Guangling's consciousness felt like a third person, he was sentient, but he watched all this without the slightest thought fluctuation, and as time passed, those white mist became thicker and thicker, and at this time, his consciousness naturally followed the five-colored flowers.

Walk through the floating silk and snow to the small dark space below.

At the bottom, the concrete shape is blurred.

If there is no bottom, if there is a bottom, if it is flat, if it is concave, and if it rises and falls irregularly.

But none of that matters.

At this time.

Thereinto.

There is water!

The color of the water is as vague as black, and it is as colorless as clear water.

The water is not calm, but slowly swirling, like a small whirlpool on the surface of the river, or is it like a spinning nebula?

Xu Guangling's consciousness was immersed in this whirlpool, in this whirlpool, in this nebula, forgetting time, and forgetting everything inside and outside his body.

However, in the outside world, at this time, if there is another Xu Guangling, and he is also in the state of being able to see the fog with the strange illusion of being able to see the fog before, he will find that the fog that was originally calm but only tending to Xu Guangling very weakly and slowly is now pouring into Xu Guangling's body like crazy.

Xu Guangling's whole person seemed to have turned into a big whirlpool, and it was three-dimensional, absorbing the surrounding fog.

The absorption is endless.

The fog is endless.

On closer inspection, the fog came not only from the old pine tree on the side, but from all the trees around it.

The fog was calm.

But now, the storm is surging.

Even, this large area of the entire park has become a churning "sea of clouds", and all this turmoil comes from one place and ends in that place.

Of course, such movements are "illusory and unreal".

Nobody knows.

No one saw it.

Not to mention that there is no one in the park now, there are people, there are many, many people, and no one will know what is going on. -- There was nothing in the first place, where to stir up dust.

Well, this sentence is not appropriate here.

But indeed, what happened at this time has nothing to do with "dust", does not provoke "dust", and does not really change even a grain of dust.

But something, it really is, changed.

And it's a huge change!

Xu Guangling woke up in the light of the morning light, and it was not appropriate to say that it was shining, because it was still early before the sun rose, but he did wake up because he felt the light, and then opened his eyes.

In the outside world, sure enough, the morning light has penetrated.

His consciousness quickly became clear, but immediately after, Xu Guangling fell into confusion.

It happened last night, was it a dream?

Xu Guangling subconsciously raised his head and looked at the old pine trees beside him, and the next moment, he couldn't help but look left and right, and even turned around and looked sideways and back, but he didn't see anything.

Well, the "fog" he saw last night.

At this time, a little, a little, nothing!

Next, Xu Guangling even stared at the old pine tree beside him, at its roots, at its trunk, at its canopy, and after finding nothing on it, he stared at the pine branch that was closest to him, less than a meter away from him, and the needles and seedlings on it.

For a long time, my eyes seemed to be a little sour, and I still didn't find anything!

Xu Guangling also felt that his current behavior seemed to be stupid, and then, he shook his head and looked away. But reason, or intuition, was telling him that what happened last night was not a dream!

Well, you shouldn't talk about dreams.

The word, and what it represents, is common to others, but to him, the meaning is completely different.

Let's put it another way.

That all that last night, it should, well, should be......

Probably not a delusion, right?

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