Chapter 5 One to Two or Three Miles
Cultivators pay attention to the understanding of thoughts.
Since Qi Tian had doubts, he had to find out and let the block be relieved. This is not a trivial matter, it is a major matter related to the origin. Once you linger on it, it is very easy to form a demonic barrier and hinder the breakthrough.
He was facing the dragon's head, clasped his hands into fists, slowly raised them to the level of his eyebrows, and bent down to perform a Taoist bow. If people are zealous, they cannot repay deceit.
"Dare to ask the elder, do you recognize me?"
Hearing this, the "Shenlong" eyes contracted, his nose twitched, and he picked at his skull with his right paw, instantly revealing a look of pain, and replied:
"Seventeen years ago, you walked with him, and I remember the breath."
He?
Presumably the other one of the twins, the guy who called himself "brother" with the big thorn. Unexpectedly, Daomen Tianjiao turned out to be an additive.
After Qi Tian arrived in Qiyun County, he heard the people talking about "twins", and the old man made Sun Xuan personally confirmed the twins, and even the history of Dengfeng County also wrote "twins" in black and white. I didn't think about whether the twins were born by the same mother.
Twins, how can they not be born by the same mother?
"Elder, why do you pay attention to him?"
"I have been waiting for a thousand years, just waiting for him to be born."
Rumble......
Isn't this nonsense?
Qi Tian's mind was thunderbolted, and the shock made Dao's heart unstable, and he almost fell from the air. Ignoring that the other party is talking about "birth", not "birth".
Of course, birth can be understood as "birth." But there is another layer of meaning, to the world.
The purpose of building a great array is to wait for the birth of a person in a thousand years......
This, this, this......
It's so ridiculous that even Lao Tzu won't believe it!
Buddhism talks about cause and effect, talks about the chance of the wind and clouds, says that the Taoist is naturally accessible, and even scientifically says logical reasoning, all of which stand on the basis that the universe is running in an orderly manner.
Celestial beings can deduce the general trend, but they cannot be accurate.
Because the more powerful the supernatural power, the more intense the influence on the subject, and the less the truth will be obtained.
Let's say there is a flock of ducks in the pond. Once observed, it has an effect, and ducks are not natural. Even if you hide far away, what you see is a state of "pseudo-naturalness".
As a proud son of the Dao, Qi Tian is no stranger to the science of the Demon Outer Dao, and he talks about the weird photon double-slit experiment.
Just by observing, or even thinking about it, the photon will change state in an instant.
So, the future is unpredictable.
In the words of the Daomen, the secret of heaven must not be revealed. The Tao is very good, and it is very good.
The Array Spirit is not a cunning elf, and generally does not lie, perhaps it is old and confused. Qi Tian settled down and asked:
"Elder, why are you waiting for him?"
"Shenlong" scratched his head in pain and said:
"I don't remember...... I had a tumor in my skull, and it hurt. ”
Qi Tiandao:
"You go back to your place, I'll see if I can help take it out."
The "Divine Dragon" showed joy, and its huge body slowly landed, spreading in the air, and disappeared in the city.
Its main trunk is a long street, and there is a building in the heart, which is known by the words on the door plaque to be the Hua's ancestral temple. The head is a large construction site, the central position is abandoned, surrounded by three thick stone walls.
Qi Tian landed on the rockery of the ruins, smiling.
"Lei Zhenzi actually came here and cast a fire charm. Presumably, this is the famous century-old murderous place in China. ”
The once charred flats, weeds have grown wildly. About 10 meters underground, a cloud of light shone like the sun.
Qi Tian frowned and said:
"It's so intense, it's no wonder that the brains of the Array Spirit are burned out. The poison of the Devil's Way of Science is really not shallow, and it has not disappeared after 10,000 years...... If you get too close, even I will damage Doji...... The use of magic weapons or puppets will also cut off the connection with the master's divine consciousness due to radiation, and it will fail......
“…… Sacrificing the lives of thousands of mortals and excavating and removing it hurts the heavens and the world, and there is a lack of proper follow-up disposal...... Torrential rainfall penetrates the ground and exerts coercion to create a huge mud layer envelope, which is the most economical and lasting way to reduce the harm. But in that case, it will pollute the groundwater......
"That's it...... There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, wrapped in mermaid tears, and it is slow. On the day when my path is completed, I will completely eliminate this calamity. Haha, I'm afraid someone dug it up and treated it as a rare pearl......"
Qi Tian raised his hand and pointed to the side.
A line of white light shot out from the fingertips, penetrating deep into the ground, creating a passage. Immediately, a sharp radiation "killed" out of the hole.
Qi Tian's hands quickly pinched the trick, and a small jade bottle an inch high flew to a foot above the entrance of the cave, and poured it inside.
Sou......
A glowing cloud of liquid leaped out and rushed into the ground.
After two minutes, the radiation intensity was reduced by half. A fist-sized white bead appeared on the ground, flickering with a ghostly light, like the one-eyed monarch of the underworld.
The jade bottle shattered, mixed with dirt and backfilled into the hole.
"Born in Si, but not grown up, not crying, not fighting in Si...... What I did, it should be enough. Half a month later, the iron hooves of Great Xia will go south, and you will each have a destiny! ”
Qi Tian muttered to himself and floated into the air.
Take a look at the bright lights below and fly towards the peach capital to the north.
……
At seven o'clock in the morning, on a boulevard, tall Taoists floated along. A little on tiptoe floats for more than ten meters, as if it has no weight.
In the early morning, he pulled out the Sword Pavilion and entered the eight-hundred-mile hilly area, which was still far from the Sun Plain.
Xintianyou doesn't want to do the right thing for the sky, but he will not be merciful if he can kill. A bloody green channel must be opened for 100,000 science dogs.
The Forsaken Lands, and the Lands of the Law, are very much like the European lordships of the Middle Ages. A small city-state often only controls a few dozen li, and if anyone can control a hundred li, it must have an extraordinary relationship with the Daomen.
Ordinary people had no way to cross the plains and hills, cross the Sword Pavilion, and enter the Sword Pass, and they had already been torn apart by jackals from all sides along the way.
It is not an end in itself. 100,000 blank invitations, so far no one has answered.
Xintianyou thought that with his ear power comparable to that of hell, he would be able to distinguish comrades. Later, I learned that the too young, too simple Tucson was broken, and I took it for granted.
It's fast, I don't understand.
I understood, but I couldn't find any clues related to science.
Under the brutal suppression of the Daomen, who still dares to speak nonsense and can't speak code words?
He decided to change his strategy, not to break through the level as if he was rushing to the scene the first day, anyway, there was time. Shangri-La is there, and it won't run away. When you go back, start Tissot to climb over the snowy mountains, and it only takes three hours to return to Baisha City.
In front of me is a big bazaar, a big shack.
A confused child's voice came.
"One goes to two or three miles, and there are four or five houses in Yan Village. There are six or seven pavilions, eighty or ninety flowers...... Sister, I've memorized today's ancient poems, and I want to eat wontons......"
Xintianyou's body was shocked, and his eyes chased to the place where the voice came from.
This poem has not been handed down in my impression. In the past, at most, I had heard children sing, "One, two, three, four, five, go up the mountain to fight tigers......
"Okay, wait a minute......"
My fair woman was busy on the board with her back to the child, and the few diners were gobbling it up.
The little girl was very curious, and as she walked, she stretched out her chubby little hand like purple ginger buds, wanting to touch the steaming big dick that was chest high.
But she only learned to walk, and before she could stand firmly, her little body threw herself towards the soup pot.
The woman turned her head, her soul was almost frightened, and her face was instantly pale as paper, but she didn't have time to react.