Chapter XII. God enters the realm
In the empty sea, the realm is scattered, the big ones are like the stars and continents, and the small ones are like gravel and dust, gathering and scattering, changing and changing, just like the fate of all beings.
The ancestors of all beings on both sides of the strait were born from the origin of the realm, and they were the sons of the origin of the realm.
In the era when the children of the Boundary Plains were active, there were very few beings on both sides of the strait, but they were all powerful and powerful, and they were all powerful enough to stir the tides on both sides of the strait with their gestures.
With the reproduction and continuation of sentient beings on both sides of the strait, the descendants of the sons of the Boundary Origin gradually lost the extraordinary power of their ancestors, and most of them became mortals.
However, after all, sentient beings on both sides of the strait are born from the realm primordial, and once they begin to cultivate, the essence of life is close to the extraordinary level, and in the darkness, they will see the phantom of the self-nature realm.
At this point, the extraordinary can follow the induction and try to cross the sea with the spirit, enter the realm, and enlighten oneself.
I saw it, and I knew where the realm was.
Understood, understand the method of crossing the sea.
If you can do it, you will become the foundation of protecting the path.
Only then did he begin to give it a go, set off for Kukai, and entered the realm.
Liang De was subjected to a violent operation, and saw it in a trance, thinking that he understood, but in fact he couldn't, but he was forced by Yuan Tianren and Chang Duanxuan to the original realm of self-nature.
Yuan Tianren and Chang Xuanxuan borrowed their magical powers, both of them were like glass, virtual to transparent, not only staggering, but also flickering in their external images, like black-and-white TV pictures with bad signals.
The two found a quiet courtyard in the school, threw the lying body of Liang De on the floor next to him, and sat cross-legged opposite each other under the verandah.
Chang Xuanxuan reached into the blue cloth robe, took out a barbecue charcoal stove with iron nets, flicked the guide and ignited, reached out and touched it twice in his arms, and successively placed thick-cut beef, fish white, wings, crispy bone meatballs and other things, and placed a plate of fried peanuts and a plate of assorted crispy kimchi next to the stove.
Yuan Tianren took out a pot of warm Wujiapi wine, a pair of bone china wine glasses, two shallow flat bowls, two pairs of golden bamboo chopsticks, and two black and white wood-carved chopstick pillows in the shape of a panda lying on his back.
The tantalizing aroma of the roast comes out quickly.
The two of them drank and chatted while waiting for Liang Deshen to come back.
"What kind of self-nature supernatural powers do you think this kid can awaken?" Chang Xuanxuan asked.
"Hehe, which serious realm originator didn't build an ability system before he crossed the sea, repeatedly understood his own nature, polished his will and spirit, and only waited for the god to enter the realm to sublimate his core ability.
This kid saved a tattered primordial god, listened to your wild fox Zen for a long time, and entered the empty sea in a daze, and was forcibly pushed all the way to the self-nature realm, I don't think even God knows what he can awaken. Yuan Tianren took a sip of the pot before pouring himself wine, and his old face flushed.
"No, no, God just doesn't know what he wants to awaken, the white sky realm is all changing, and all his past information is contained in the original nature realm...... I guess it's not something out of everything he's used to turn into a supernatural power. ”
"Hahaha, then it depends on whether this kid's face is black or white."
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Kukai, the edge of the other side.
Liang De's integrated tattered primordial god had landed safely, and the cyan bird ship had retracted its sails and reduced it to countless small words, submerged into the heartlight dagger that Liang De's primordial god had transformed.
The aura bloomed, and the heartlight dagger was restored to the same Yuan Shen body as Liang De himself, his eyes were closed, and he lay flat in the center of the self-nature realm unconscious.
This is an inverted cone-shaped floating island with a wide top and narrow bottom, shaped like a boulder, pure white throughout, without any variegation.
Outside of the suspended pure white boulder, the bright yellow triangular array form a spherical cover, making it impossible for those in this realm to see the outside scene.
After work, Liang De is about to get off work.
He's dreaming.
The so-called end time is half past one in the middle of the night, a PPT and dozens of web pages are opened on the workstation computer screen, there are already hundreds of records in the clipboard, and next to the mouse pad are two empty coffee paper cups and half-bitten peanut sandwich chocolate.
The machine is freer than people, the central air conditioner gets off work on time every day as usual, the air is turbid and stuffy, the sweaty shirt sticks to the back, and the whole person exudes a sour smell.
Liang De feels like a ball of vinegared rice stuck in a ball of cheap salmon, and the price of the conveyor belt sushi restaurant is 7 yuan a plate, a total of two.
Wait a minute, so to speak, the 7 yuan a plate of rotary salmon sushi is a pair of salmon sushi, and I don't deserve to use it without a girlfriend.
What a presumptuous thought I just had.
I'm sorry, but the salmon sushi couple at the conveyor belt sushi restaurant has been rude to me all along.
Liang De lifted his feet and pushed the edge of the desk with his hands, the swivel chair stepped back, his knees moved out from under the desk, and he stood up with his legs outstretched.
I'm a little hungry and can't finish it for a while, so go out for a bite to eat, blow the wind, and smoke a cigarette.
It would be nice to have smoke alarms that can intelligently recognize cigarette smoke and remain silent at the right time like a good woman.
It's a pity that in Liang De's life, there are neither good girls nor such smart smoke alarms.
Liang De moved his neck and waist, made an ominous click-la-la sound, took his mobile phone and work card, and took the elevator downstairs.
He bought oden and a shrimp triangle rice ball with mayonnaise at the 24-hour 117 convenience store.
Liang De took a paper bowl and chewed konjac shreds and kelp knots in his mouth as he walked to the opening of a narrow street nearby, where a row of vending machines and garbage cans stood.
This extraordinarily tall Municipal Guard vending machine, with four garbage inlets on the lower side of the machine, is a new model from the previous two years.
Now the trash cans set up on the street can almost only be found at the bus stop, the uncle and aunt are afraid of being punished, and they have to prepare a plastic bag in their pockets when they go out, and the guy with a girlfriend goes out shopping is not to help the girl carry the bag and offer courtesy, and all the snacks and empty milk tea cups are in his hands.
Liang De used to come here on overtime nights to smoke, eat, and throw away garbage by relying on the vending machine, and finally buy a bottle of drink at the vending machine to show his gratitude.
Let's go to the random selection.
Close your eyes and dot randomly on the display glass window of the vending machine, what you order, what you drink, it doesn't matter, you have regrets about what you drink, and there are no surprises when you drink.
It's all about the same, it's all right.
Today's "okay" is the Wuyi brand Yanyun tea drink series, summer-limited narcissus oolong, round shoulder short bottle, 350 ml, clear orange yellow.
Liang De unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a sip of the aftertaste of tobacco.
The tea flavor is very strong, sweet and refreshing, the rock bone is fragrant, and it is elegant like a orchid.
Even though it's just a bottled fast-moving drink, it has the name of Narcissus Oolong, but it can also drink a little bit of taste, which is not much higher than some brands of spring-limited cherry blossom milk flavor and vitality white peach flavor.
That's nice...... It's not a surprise, it's just okay, it's enough.
In Gu Long's novel, there are two cooks who fry a few dishes and drink a glass every day after closing, and enjoy the most enjoyable hour or two of the day, and they live because they have such an hour or two.
The interval of these two hours will not suffocate people in their livelihoods.
Liang De smoked a cigarette and remembered the two cooks.
What do they eat after closing, there must be salted roast beef, roasted wings, fried peanuts...... Drink it and drink Wujiapi, strange, why do you have such a specific and rich association when you want to eat, obviously I just finished eating rice balls.
"Whew-"
The cigarette is finished.
The cigarette butt that Liang De smoked was very clean, and there was no white left.
Secondhand smoke suffocates many people, but firsthand smoke is a breath of fresh air for many who are on the verge of suffocation.
Some people don't drink or smoke, and they smoke as soon as they drink.
Since graduating from high school, Liang De has insisted on smoking only and not drinking alcohol for the sake of health, so he smokes more heavily.
Three cigarette butts, fifteen minutes, and the break is almost over.
Liang De sighed, stuffed the last cigarette butt into the bottle with a little tea left on purpose, screwed the lid and threw away the empty bottle, and prepared to go back to the company to finish the remaining PPT.
He thought about it for a moment and bought another double espresso Americano at the vending machine.
It's so bitter...... I think I can finish it by three o'clock.
At two o'clock in the morning, the elevator went up.
I'm really sorry, elevator dude, I'm too inefficient to let you work overtime so late, I'm really sorry, you stop here and wait for me, just an hour.
At three o'clock in the morning, the elevator was released with pigeons.
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Liang De woke up.
On the pure white self-nature realm, the familiar shadow stood aside.
Everything around loses its appeal.
He trembled and stretched out his hand, caressing the place that had been touched a thousand times, feeling the familiar temperature.
"Did you even cross over......