There was no introduction to the exercises, and there was no mantra or anything, Xu Guangling's consciousness directly entered the world of "Xuanyuan Wangqi Formula". Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The next moment, Xu Guangling found that he had regained his sense of the outside world.

The park is still the same park.

The back mountain is still that back mountain.

The grass and trees are still those plants and trees.

The earth is still the land.

But all this, in the perceptual field of consciousness, has changed, and it has become bizarre......

Xu Guangling "looked" at this area that was only two or three points familiar, but seven or eight points became extremely unfamiliar, and he was stunned for a while before he settled down, and then, his consciousness was pulled back from a distance, and he unconsciously paid attention to the lawn around him and under his feet.

At this moment, it was as if there was a hallucination, the grass was still the same grass, unchanged at all, but outside the shape of the grass, there was a layer of aura about an inch in it, and this aura was constantly expanding and contracting slightly.

This is...... How does the grass behave in breathing?

Xu Guangling's consciousness flashed such a judgment, and then he found that in addition to expanding and contracting, this aura was also circulating, like a globe, constantly rotating, but unlike the globe, this rotation was irregular, left and right, up and down...... It rotates in all directions in three dimensions......

Xu Guangling found that it was difficult to depict its circulation form.

Then, a word leaped into his consciousness.

Lively.

"Lively", this is probably the best description of this kind of circulation.

Feeling this flow or rhythm, Xu Guangling unconsciously fell into a trance, and after a long time, he woke up from a dream and pulled his consciousness back slightly, and at this time, he found that in the process of circulating the aura, some thin gases were thrown out, and at the same time, some thin gases were absorbed by the circulating aura.

And this thin gas, Xu Guangling is very familiar, it is the "fog" that diffuses in this park!

The horizon of consciousness expands from one grass to a few grass and then to the entire lawn.

It was a green blanket of grass with a hint of yellow. -- This is a "normal" description of this lawn.

But now, under Xu Guangling's conscious vision, countless water-like halos are circulating, exchanging with the outside world all the time, and all this presents Xu Guangling with a dynamic picture full of vitality or vitality.

It's like a fairyland.

It's beautiful, it's beautiful.

I don't know how many times I have sat on this bench, I don't know how many times I have faced this lawn, I don't know how many times I have looked at some small grass on this lawn, it can be said that Xu Guangling has long been familiar with the scene in front of him.

But then, when looking at the lawn from a new perspective.

Xu Guangling found that he was still addicted.

A small grass is a landscape, a piece of grass is a landscape, and the whole lawn is a landscape.

There was no wind, but Xu Guangling seemed to feel the wind, gently blowing across the grass and the whole world. There is no water, but Xu Guangling seems to be on the bank of the stream, looking at the clear and shallow stream, with a lively attitude, in the valley of countless pebbles, gurgling.

Xu Guangling seemed to have heard the voice vividly.

It is the sound of heaven and earth that has existed since time immemorial.

As a non-professional music creator, Xu Guangling can only listen and indulge at this time, which is a tune that will not get bored after listening to it for a long time.

These.

It is all the feelings that this lawn brought to Xu Guangling at this time.

The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the pond moon gradually rises in the east.

Radiate the sunset cool, open and open.

The lotus wind sends the fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops are clear.

Xu Guangling's consciousness and feelings gradually immersed himself in a quiet, tranquil and light world, in this world, the vitality flows, the mist is like a veil, in this world, in a vigorous atmosphere, Xu Guangling feels strong, but also feels weak, feels stagnation and aging, but also feels jerky and new.

I don't know how long later, the entire lawn, specific to each grass, specific to every leaf on each grass, was extremely clearly presented in Xu Guangling's consciousness.

What is further displayed is the size, strength, age, and tenderness of these grasses.

Some are aging, some are just getting new. In the flow of vitality, the new and the old alternate in silence.

It's a whole new perspective.

It's a whole new world.

This small meadow is enough to draw all Xu Guangling's attention and attention, among them, there are too many freshness and novelty, waiting for him to discover, waiting for him to feel, and then there is no trace of it, to the side and others.

Time passes imperceptibly.

Xu Guangling was awakened by the dawning morning light.

Usually, when the morning light comes, it is also when Xu Guangling's "Heavenly Eye" begins to lose its effect inexplicably.

But today, it's different.

The fog that permeated the entire park was still very clearly present in Xu Guangling's field of vision at this moment.

Xu Guangling even blinked a little uncomfortably.

The fog is still there.

In fact, he didn't use these two eyes outside to "see" the fog in the first place.

At this time, unconsciously, Xu Guangling cast his vision beyond the lawn, across the other end of a passageway, the tree he was most familiar with in this park.

The old pine tree.

There was also a halo circulating around the old pine tree, but this aura was undoubtedly much larger than the aura of the grass, and even large. Well, it's the halo and not the aperture - just the outer circle.

From the branches and leaves, it has always been the colorless water-like brilliance.

A large piece of brilliance is intertwined into a three-dimensional aura.

On this aura that belonged to the old pine tree, Xu Guangling not only found that it was much larger than those halos that belonged to Xiaocao, but also found many whirlpools of different sizes on the surface of the aura, and those whirlpools were the inside and outside of the mist.

Seeing this scene, suddenly, Xu Guangling thought of an incident some time ago.

It was also in this park, at night, Zhang Lao Chen and the two old men were there, and when he pulled the fog towards the two old men, it was all in vain. ――Maybe that's why?

Outside the human body, there is also an aura?

And on the surface of this aura, there are also "whirlpools"?

This thought flashed in his consciousness, Xu Guangling instinctively wanted to look at himself, but no, through the field of vision, the position that belonged to him was transparent, or rather, the line of sight radiated around him as the center without any obstacles.

That's right, to the periphery.

No, it's all around, up and down, or in ancient parlance, "Liuhe".

A moment ago, including before, the reason why Xu Guangling didn't know for a short time whether he saw the fog with his outside eyes was because his vision was no different from his eyes, and at this time, with the movement of his mind, a small attempt.

A new vision is placed in front of Xu Guangling.

At this moment, at this moment.

Xu Guangling saw the surroundings of the old pine trees in front of him, the aura flowed, and he saw a small pavilion in the back, standing in the morning light, and saw a piece of holly on the left, horizontal and vertical, and saw several aisles on the right, zigzag.

I saw the white clouds in the sky, stretching into patches.

I also saw the roots of trees near and far under the ground, about one meter deep, like old vines.

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