Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info the silent depths, in the vast solid water, there is no wind, no waves, and no sound...

With Wang Yi's body, a flush flashed, he was in a state of suspended animation, he was almost lost, at this moment, his body shook slightly, and at the same time, his mind suddenly seemed to have regained some clarity, and countless pictures came to his mind like going back in time...

These pictures are exactly what he has experienced in the water for the past three hundred years....

Over the years, he has been a drop of water in the river and sea, drifting with the waves, sweeping away the waves, every moment, in one after another belonging to the reincarnation of water, tossing and turning, without beginning and end....

At this moment, he has completely forgotten all the memories before entering the Lancang River....

The reincarnation of the mysterious anomaly, the reincarnation path of the world's matter, is different from the reincarnation of primate life...

Wang Yi didn't understand this truth, he didn't understand it before, and he doesn't understand it now.....

At the beginning, he took the wrong path and entered a rugged dead end, which put him in a desperate situation and was almost completely lost....

If not, the crystal light that contains the origin of time made him regain a trace of clarity, or consciousness, in the reincarnation at this moment.... Then he will never wake up, and even, in the following time, continue to sink until the flesh decays, and all vitality dissipates, and he becomes a completely dead person....

At this moment, although he has regained a trace of clarity, this crisis has not completely dissipated, at least, he still forgot who he is and forgot all the memories he once had....

As this consciousness rose, Wang Yi under the water, an illusory black door appeared on his body...

On the dark gate, there was a faint light, enveloping Wang Yi's body at the same time, and at the same time, towards this vast, mysterious world comparable to a star field, diffused away....

This is the first time in countless years that other colors have appeared in the mysterious underwater world...

This is nothing to the outside world, but here, it is of epoch-making significance...

There are four seasons in the Buddha world, and all things have withering glory.... At this moment, with the blending of black and white, the eternal solid water, visible to the naked eye, melted rapidly, and with the melting, in the quiet underwater, a story about the origin of life began, slowly staged!

White for life, black for death! One life and one death have to be reincarnated....

As the black and white colors intertwined, the time in this place, the speed of its flow, began to speed up strangely, and it seemed to become ten million times more than the outside world in an instant....

It's a strange world, like a condensed prototype of the universe, or rather, the primordial origin of life...

Wang Yi in the water, the only trace of sober consciousness, gradually, after countless years, slowly merged with this place...

In the process, he saw that in front of his eyes, in the vast water, gradually appeared, some plankton that were completely different from the water...

He also saw how the reincarnation that existed in the underworld was born as these plankton lived and died, and continued to evolve...

Reincarnation is synchronized with life, when life originates, the moment it appears, reincarnation, and it follows...

Reincarnation is the rule of life...

Life is the continuation of reincarnation...

Wang Yi always watched quietly, the years passed, I don't know how long it took, gradually, he felt a little bored, his little thoughts, slowly wandered to the vast water world, more distant places...

If no one bothered, if there were no accidents, maybe Wang Yi would always exist in this way, until millions of years later, when the heavens and the earth change, the river turns into a mulberry field, and the moment he disappears, he may really wake up...

He didn't know that at this moment, his faint divine thoughts seemed to be fluttering, but in fact, this appearance, this state, was very similar to the situation faced by those first batch of true spirits born at the beginning of the Hongmeng of Heaven and Earth...

There is no past, cutting off everything, awakening in another life form, becoming the true spirit between heaven and earth, with the true spirit of opening the heavens and the earth, cutting off the universe, and eternal and eternal...

Until a long, long time has passed...

In the vast river, one day, those floating primitive life, in countless years and countless evolutions, suddenly evolved into a group of strange and strange beings with independent consciousness on a certain day....

With the emergence of these lives, the water surface, which has been quiet for thousands of years, has a faint wave, and gradually, there are waves, there are waves...

These waves, every drop, seem to carry a trace of will, just like the supreme rule between heaven and earth, permeating every corner....

These wills come from the water itself, but also from Wang Yi, because, over the years, as he has become one with this place, his divine thoughts, his footprints, have basically spread all over every drop of water....

At this moment, it is no exaggeration to say that he is this water, this water, is him....

But Wang Yi is still ignorant of all this, he still can't remember everything, everything in his memory...

Over the years, as he and the water of the whole world have become one, gradually, his divine thoughts have not been satisfied with this vast and mysterious place, infinitely derived, and finally one day, penetrated the thick sediment above, and spread to the Lancang River....

This is a whole new world for Wang Yi...

In this new world, he is the absolute master, the water of the Lancang River, from the heaven and earth, but also from the mysterious water world....

His divine thoughts melted into every drop of torrent rushing into the river, occasionally whistling, occasionally calm, curiously looking at the strange world beyond the river....

Over the years, he saw a dense crowd of monks appearing in the Lancang River, Wang Yi looked at all this blankly, in his consciousness, these people are different lives from him...

He also saw that these people, with some of the magical spells that he seemed to be familiar with before, had built dense houses or cities on both sides of the river....

Wang Yi observed them curiously and cautiously, and even occasionally when a wisp of divine thought rose, the waves on the river rolled, and countless big waves suddenly appeared, and in the panic of countless monks and mortals, they flooded the houses and cities under construction one by one...

Over the years, as more and more people have migrated and settled by the river, Wang Yi has also seen a lot of faces that seem to be very familiar, but very unfamiliar...

He also saw a heroic old man, walking from the sky above the blue sky, descending to the river, and appearing in front of him...

The old man was dressed in a white robe, and although his face was old, he was all over his body, with an invincible momentum...

At the moment of seeing this old man, Wang Yi felt an unprecedented familiarity and kindness....

The old man looked at the river in a daze, and Wang Yi also looked at him in a daze, for a long, long time....

"Yi'er.... You... When will I wake up.... Our time is running out..."

"All these years.... The old man left his hometown... Went to the far depths of the universe... I also went to the two worlds of gods and demons... But the results were not satisfactory..."

"They're not going to come to their aid... Even... From their eyes... I see it.... Greed...."

"They should.... Prefer to. The world is at an end... Good to divide up.... You're now... I am feeling.... Primordial Origin..."

The old man shook his head, looked at the undulating river, and after half a year, with a complicated expression, he turned around and left...

The Lancang River roared, and with Wang Yi's state of mind, it fluctuated violently, and the waves swept through the sky...

Looking at the familiar back of the old man, Wang Yi's dazedness seemed to dissipate some...

He tried hard to remember this familiar root, but found that he couldn't think of anything, and even, his divine thoughts, because of the transitional thoughts, at this time, there was a sharp pain....

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