Chapter 137: The strongest end is the river

The true qi of the two was released at the same time, shuttling in a limited space, and it was not as restrained as imagined, and it took a long time for the true qi to go back and forth, and both of them felt something unusual.

"Brother Jiang, it seems that we have met something good. ”

Wang Xi's mouth said what he thought, and he felt the benefits.

The advantage is that this limited space is actually a large space, and the seemingly infinite space before is actually a limited space, and deeper things still need to be understood.

"It seems that this is really the last place, the last place on the road, and maybe this is what we will gain. ”

Then the two of them were silent, they both closed their eyes, and carefully experienced the feelings, there was no crisis around, and they all knew the current situation after repeated temptations.

True Qi travels throughout the body for a week, and this process can be long or short, depending on the situation and timing of the person running it.

Usually the time it takes is not too short, but at this moment, the round-trip time of Zhenqi is even more than the time of running for a week, or even twice, which shows some problems.

So it's not an obstacle at all, it's more like a comprehension between square inches.

Monks and cultivators who have thought or comprehended on the wall, the place of comprehension is actually only an inch above the futon, but neither of them has ever had such a situation.

After the forced meditation, I found something different, the sound of gurgling water was getting worse,

Jingle ...... Knock Knock......

It's a stream, and there's a deep pool somewhere, or there wouldn't be such a sound.

Whew......

It seemed that the wind was rising, but it was also gentle and slow, as if a slight increase would destroy the quietness, as if a little more force would hurt the running water.

"Twitter...... Chirp......"

It sounded in my ears like a birdsong, and it seemed that there was still a dense forest on the edge of the stream, and the trees were tall and leafy, and on the branches stood many birds and birds, singing loudly, and I don't know why I was singing, but I was undoubtedly in a happy mood at this moment.

After the birdsong, the sound changed again, and the sound that had never been heard before came, floating in Jiang Hai's mind. It's like a kind of Dao Xuanyin, but Jiang Hai knows that it is not, it is the most innocent sound of nature, and the reason why he has never heard it is because he has never felt it.

Heaven and earth naturally have spirits, and all things with spirits have sounds, just like human beings, they can express their joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

It's just that the natural expression of heaven and earth is extremely special, and many common sounds are one, and more than human beings have ever heard of it, in the early morning and dusk, or after a rainy night, in the stream, in the dense forest......

The most authentic sound that belongs to nature will be emanated, high or low, and more often it is silent, inaudible and invisible.

What does it mean that such a sound appeared at this time?

This is the arrangement of the immortal mansion, and the means of the immortals cannot be guessed, because in history, I have never heard of who really became immortals and attained the Tao, so this may be the means of the immortals, and the morality that ordinary people can't imagine is in it.

Is this a gift? Maybe.

So at this moment, what Jianghai Wang Xi did was to be silent in it, listening to the sound of trickling water, smelling the birds, listening to the wind and nature.

There may be an immortal perception in this.

So in addition to the tension and anticipation at the beginning, the time after that was mostly silent, and both of them were in a very relaxed state.

The beauty of nature can be described in a few words, and the two of them are intoxicated and feel the various customs of heaven and earth.

When it is quiet, there is more to look forward to than the apparent tranquility.

When moving, or overturning the river and the sea or thunder and thunder, the earth and the mountains are shaking, all of them are the emotional catharsis of heaven and earth, or great joy or great sorrow or great anger.

It is also a tepid time, everything is depressing, everything in heaven and earth is silent and low, only time is still passing, but it is also extremely slow.

More often than not, it is spent peacefully, with infinite repetition between minutes and seconds, and this is true of people, things, and things, not all of which are joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

......

After such a period of time, there was a burst of second sound, and the first time I heard the melody was quiet and beautiful like the sound of the hollow bamboo turning, and then I heard it like a guzheng chanting softly.

Someone was playing music, and it was an instrument that had never been seen before.

In just an instant, Jiang Hai heard the sound of hitting the musical instruments, pipa, guzheng, flute, xun......

There are no less than ten kinds, and more of them are musical instruments that have never been heard, after all, Jiang Hai is not a person in this way, and it is impossible to understand them all.

Common sense says that so many instruments are not played at the same time and have no fixed melody, it should be very harsh and difficult to integrate, but Jiang Hai did not hear a trace of disobedience, but blended together. If you don't play any of these notes, you will lose your spirituality and be irreplaceable.

The characteristic sound, the special way of playing, and the music composed together are extremely beautiful, which makes him fascinated, but he also understands that he is in a fantasy world at the moment, and it is because of this sound that he has entered a special realm.

The voice of heaven and earth, the sound of nature.

The earth, Chengde is heavy, and all spirits and all things are on it.

The sky is vast and boundless for people to look up to, and for all beings to resist everything in the sky.

The ocean is vast, only slightly smaller than the sky, the cradle of all living beings, the mother of marine life.

......

One thought after another appeared in the minds of the two of them, which may be the purpose of this burst of mysteries.

Listening to the voice, feeling the means of the immortals, it is not necessarily the arrangement of the immortals, and the artistic conception of the person who shot is also extremely high, at least it is beyond the Venerable, this kind of perception is what the two of them lack the most now.

In reality, the bodies of the two naturally exude true qi, irregularly and irregularly, without affecting each other. It looked chaotic, but it actually followed a melody, just like the many performances that the two of them heard.

Rise, fall, contraction, stretch...... It's almost a joint effect, but the realm of the two is high and low, so there is a gap in feelings.

Everything is silent.

Where the two of them didn't know, the white-haired and white-bearded old man smiled at this moment, and said to himself, "It is indeed two good little guys, who actually connected the strongest layer of passage, and they also retreated." ”

"Interesting, if this guy hadn't been different from me, maybe I would have taken him. ”

What he is referring to here is Jiang Hai, erasing his memory is a kind of rejection, and if he doesn't belong to it, he doesn't belong to it, and it's useless to force it.

Although the other little guy is not as talented as Jiang Hai, he is also good in this kind of world, and he still has some origins, so he is waiting, waiting for the two of them to pass the test to see if the other little guy can be recognized.

After a long time, the two of them opened their eyes, and they had to open them, because many of the mystical sounds had stopped, as if a piece of music had reached the end at this moment, and what they heard was no longer beautiful but loud.

It's very harsh, and the moment you open your eyes, you wake up and see the source of this sound, and it turns out that this layer is also gone, but it is not broken but like a scroll of painting folded away.

The original shelter was evacuated, and the real scene around was seen by the two of them.

There was water, but it was not a trickle as I first heard, but a river that was hard to see from the end.

Among them, the water is turbulent, and there are whirlpools everywhere, as if they can extract people's souls and make them enter the whirlpool to go to another world.

What I heard at this moment was also like the movement of ten thousand horses galloping, which was very different from what I had heard before.

This made the two very confused.

"Isn't it another long river of history?"

Because of the rivers and seas, he saw a long river in the mountain behind the poison sect, and learned that it was a tributary intercepted from it, and now he saw such a wider river, Wang Xi directly thought of the long river of history.

Jiang Hai knew that Wang Xi was asking himself, but he didn't answer, and the reason was simple: 'You ask me, who do I ask, are you Bai Xiaosheng or I Bai Xiaosheng!'

Of course, this can't be said, and after watching it again, he didn't find anything special, Jiang Hai had to search for many memories, maybe there was any relevant information in them.

Although the things he has experienced in the past ten years are something that no one else has in ten lifetimes, it is obviously impossible to remember all of them at this moment, so he has not found useful information.

He was sure, however, that the scroll he had put away earlier was a gift to reward them for coming to this place.

The benefits are not known for the time being, because there is no time, although he can't feel the crisis at the moment, he doesn't dare to calm down and feel the changes before and after himself.

The picture scroll is both a reward and a protection, and now that the protection has receded, anything can happen.

The two of them stopped and watched like this for a long time, during which nothing happened, everything was regular.

The water is fast-moving, whirlpools are everywhere, and each time it appears in a different place, there is no pattern to be found.

Therefore, if you want to cross the river, you will inevitably encounter danger, and it is very likely that you will fall into a whirlpool, and it is unknown what will happen at that time.

Even if there were no whirlpools, the speed of the current would not reach the other shore at all, and it would be unknown where it was going.

In the end, Wang Xi couldn't hold his breath, all he could see around was this one river, and whether he could walk in other places was a problem, so the dilemma he had to face at the moment was actually how to cross the river.

Since entering the Eight Gates of Tianji, there have been few times when he has succeeded, so he directly spread out the gentleman's fan.

Manipulate the Wen word to fly out and give it a try.

Before he could move forward, he saw the word slowly falling, obviously this was not Wang Xi's will, because he frowned at the moment, as if he was under tremendous pressure.

Gradually, one of his hands actually sank, and between the swaying, it also made the Wen word fluctuate continuously, obviously this is his struggle again, and the fight against the invisible.

In the end, Wang Xi won, and after reciting the words in his mouth, the entire fan burst out with a luster, and the word Wen was forcibly withdrawn from the gentleman's fan.

He gasped and said, "This river...... It is difficult to cross, and it is not humanly possible. ”

Jiang Hai also saw it, but when he heard him say this, he understood that there must be something in it that he didn't know, otherwise he wouldn't be so categorical.