Chapter 128: Elevation
This is also related to the cultivation before Mengfang, who used to cultivate to the peak of the world, reaching the realm that very few people can reach, the world seen is naturally unimaginable, the people who see it are naturally unimaginable, and the things you see are naturally small, the world is big, the horizon is wide, the heart is big, and the ability to bear is beyond ordinary people. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
However, no matter how strong the heart is, there is still a limit, after all, Meng Fang is only building a foundation and cultivating now, and the limitations of his strength and ability restrict him from having the top abilities and mentality of the previous transformation period.
The sound of running water on the shore of the water is constant, and this sound sounds like a melancholy song, which at first sounds like a refreshing and soul-washing song, but after listening to it for a long time, it is like an annoying mantra, long and heavy, and never rests - the more irritating the sound is, the more the sound is confusing to the heart.
"You're messed up."
The sound of the yellow eyebrows was like a clear stream in the mixed stream that rang into Meng Fang's ears, pulling Meng Fang out of the chaos.
Meng Fang wiped away the sweat particles on the corners of his forehead, and let out a long breath, which barely suppressed a little confusion in his heart.
"Are we really going to die here?" Yellow eyebrows stared at Meng Fang.
Meng Fang removed a few wrinkles from the corners of his eyebrows, and after regaining his composure, his eyes seemed to be clearer: "How do I answer you?" β
"You don't have to answer." Huang Mei said.
Meng Fang thought for a moment, and then said, "Then let's say that I won't die." β
"It's a bit self-deceptive, but it's always better to be deceived than to be deceived by yourself." Yellow eyebrows added a slight frown to the eyebrows.
Meng Fang said: "Chaos comes from cranky thinking. β
Huang Mei was stunned, and squeezed a bitter smile.
In this way, the two reminded each other, and they don't know how long it has been.
Time seems to stand still, and the long red smoke is like an endless corridor, which looks mysterious from a distance, but when you really can't get out, you will slowly grow fear.
Meng Fang shook his head and pinched off the increasingly frequent chaotic thoughts in his mind, and glanced at the yellow eyebrow makeup, which was obviously not as clear as before.
"I suddenly had an idea." Meng Fang said.
Huang Meixiang also said: "I also have an idea." β
"You speak first." Meng Fang said.
Huang Mei makeup is not polite: "I want to go back and take a look." β
Meng Fang smiled reluctantly, but there was bitterness in his smile: "It's the same as I thought." β
The two paused and glanced at the crane behind them, but the crane was not affected by the red mist, and still followed quietly behind them.
The two turned and walked behind them.
I didn't go far, and the red mist in front of me suddenly peeled off little by little, becoming faint, as if there was a clear stream of flowing water injected, diluting the originally thick mist, until finally the red mist completely disappeared and retreated, and the world in front of me returned to normal.
However, the two did not walk back to where they had left.
The scenery of the world in front of you is like a slow-moving slide, more like a pair of invisible hands opening two sliding doors, the sliding doors slowly slide open one left and one right, and the scenery becomes real little by little from the previous blurry shadows, until finally it is completely clear.
A vertical and horizontal mountain river separates you.
The mountains and rivers leap thousands of miles, across thousands of feet, there are no trees on the mountain, it is bare light white, and occasionally there are ridges and ridges that slide out of italic ridges.
Although the mountains and rivers are large, the height of the perspective seems to jump from the ground to the air.
Meng Fang was suddenly stunned and lowered his head to look.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as he still stepped on solid ground under his feet, but only with relief, the wrinkles on his brow deepened.
When he turned back again, a burning scene rushed into his eyes, and it felt like the whole world was on fire. The earth was on fire, the sky was on fire, the space was on fire. The red flames were as if a fire beast was opening its mouth to swallow the world, and it was about to swallow people in one bite.
Meng Fang just glanced at it, then quickly turned his eyes back and glanced at the yellow eyebrows next to him.
After stripping off the red mist sand, the complexion of the yellow eyebrows has also returned to normal, and even after looking at her red skin for a long time, Meng Fang still feels that the complexion on her face is now much fairer and more translucent.
Noticing that Meng Fang was staring at him with some surprise, Huang Mei raised his brow slightly, Meng Fang noticed the change on her eyebrows, and quickly closed his surprised eyes.
Meng Fang quickly looked around him, the previous scenery of the lake and the withered grass shore had receded, and the ground was a plateau landform paved with brass and copper. Although the scenery changed too quickly, Meng Fang was not too surprised.
"Everything here is like an illusion." Huang Mei also noticed the changes in the scenery around him.
"Maybe this place is a fantasy." Meng Fang guessed.
Huang Meixiang stared at him unexpectedly: "What do you say?" β
Meng Fang said: "When I was in the fog and sand, I vaguely felt some kind of strange mental support, and this kind of power pressed the spirit and made it very uncomfortable. This uncomfortable power comes from the power that comes from the divine sense. So the spirit, in this case, is very susceptible to the emotional aspect. If you don't practice your senses, the effects are even more severe. β
Huang Meixiang nodded, feeling that what Meng Fang said made sense.
Meng Fang continued: "Maybe what we think is poisonous is just our illusion, but in fact, the fog and sand we see may be fake, and we have walked for a long time, maybe it is all fake. β
"You're saying we've been where we've been and we've never gone far?" Huang Mei said.
"There is a saying in the world that the origin does not move. This kind of movement is only a sensory change in consciousness, and the real world is completely separated from the two situations and illusions. We walked for about two months without going out, but we walked back and walked out of the fog in less than two days, which is difficult to explain. Meng Fang said.
"The world is definitive?" Yellow eyebrows are incomprehensible.
Meng Fang said: "A very strange book, it is not a practice method, nor a method, let alone an exposition of practice, but this book focuses on some bizarre things and truths, which are faintly involved in the meaning of exercises. β
"I still don't understand." Huang Mei said.
Meng Fang said: "The world is two or more elevated bodies, in simple terms, the world is like a mirror, you stand in front of the mirror and see the reflection behind you, but the world behind the mirror is another image that you can't see at all." This mirror is not an ordinary glass mirror, this mirror is a layer of empty surface space, you can walk in, and then walk out of this faΓ§ade space to see the world behind the mirror. β
Huang Mei Makeup was misty when she heard it, but she thought it was very interesting to say this.