Chapter 18 The shackles of the world can finally be opened
What can we grasp?
For example, time, love, people!
The things of the world, Xuan Ce can't think of it, and he can't hold it.
When the tears fell, his state was also quiet.
It was eerily quiet, and the terrifying energy around him didn't affect him at all.
At this time, there is only dullness in the heart, and there is persistence.
Only the great perseverance can break through everything, and only the strong ability can hold everything!
Sometimes just one point can make all the difference!
The road ahead to the end may be the beginning!
Imprint a response in your heart: Wait for me!
Then he gradually walked out of this place and walked out of the reluctance of the fetters in his heart.
Luo Lanyu hugged Xuan Ce with tears, and the raindrop-like tears were distressed.
Xuan Ce patted Luo Lanyu "Believe me! I will find her!" This is a firm belief and self-realization.
Several people looked at each other and rushed to the road to the end, and at the Dao Qi stone wall, Xuan Ce began to heal!
Everything will return, whether it is strength or heart.
The comforts of everyone in the mental world were passed on one after another, and Xuan Ce knew it in his chest.
Yundao Mountain re-bloomed Dao Qi Shenhua, those broken gradually complete, even more than before, Yundao Mountain is more simple and huge. The heavy aura and divine mist gradually shrouded it, and it was misty!
The endless Dao Qi of the cliff will also come to an end, and at this time, the Dao Qi of the stone wall has shrunk by one circle, but the energy circulating above it is still very majestic.
With the help of the power of Dao Qi, Xuan Ce's Sky Voyeur Realm had taken a big step forward and reached the peak of the early stage of Sky Voyeurism.
What is behind the stone wall, Xuan Ce has now touched the vein.
This is the exit of the entire Dao Realm, just as the exit of the Mind Realm is at the top of the mountain.
Although I don't know how Lian Juzi entered, and then fell into the outside world of Tibet. But Xuan Ce can now imagine how vast the power of the Heavenly Dao contained in this realm is.
What a state the master of this world was in his life!
The various systems of this Dao Realm have reached the realm of endless growth, and this cliff is the source of power for the entire Dao Realm, and the Peep Dao Stone in the Black Hole is the hub of this Dao Realm. Even if the master of this realm falls, this realm can reproduce for an unknown number of years.
It's not the only entrance, it's the only exit.
What will be waiting outside the exit, Xuan Ce doesn't know. But when absorbing the Dao Qi of the stone wall, Xuan Ce still found something familiar, which was the breath of the clear wind and purple sunset.
The contemplation here a year ago was these uncertain speculations, and it turned out that everything had a cause and an effect.
There is no need to go back in time here, and Xuan Ce can also explore the trajectory of Zixi.
If it is just an ordinary divine soul, it will not be able to reach here, but in the dark, Zixi has the blessing of the entire power of Xuan Ce's Heaven Peering Realm. Xuan Ce has been here before, and although the time and space are different, Xuan Ce has changed a lot of things.
Sunny Wind Zixi has most of the guidance of Xuan Ce here.
The clear wind purple sunset disappears here.
It's been more than four years!
Beyond this is the end!
Inform the other three of them of the situation, and considering Xuan Ce's concerns, the three of them entered Xuan Ce's mind realm.
Looking at Shibi Xuance without thinking too much, the method of calculus in his brain was deployed. The whole person turned into a dark green qi and disappeared into the stone wall.
There is indeed a heaven and earth in the stone wall, although this heaven and earth are not big, but the strength of the Dao Qi inside is already lawless, this is a world where Dao crystals bloom, all of them are full of Dao crystals of various qualities, and they are extremely bright!
In this dazzling place of Dao Jing, there is an inconspicuous small black tower.
This tower is only the size of a palm, which shows that it is exquisitely carved and has four hidden layers. But it is nailed in one place like rooting, in a top-level Dao crystal, this Dao crystal is like the largest Dao crystal in this Qiankun world.
If it weren't for Xuan Ce's feelings, it would be difficult to find.
There, there was a familiar atmosphere.
Xuan Ce didn't enter the Dao Crystal, and immediately felt that the small tower exuded a heavy Dao rhyme rule.
That's the export!
Xuan Ce didn't get into it.
There is a lot of things in the tower, and Xuan Ce came to the first floor of this tower.
It's not big, just the size of an ordinary bedroom, there is only a desk, a chair, and a bookshelf in it; there is a pen on the desk, a thick book, and there is nothing else in the mirror; the bookshelf is full of all kinds of books, and Xuan Ce can feel that the collection of books is rare in the world, and it involves a wide range.
Xuan Ce came to the desk at this time, and there was a familiar atmosphere left here.
The pen is a heavenly magic pen, and Xuan Ce can feel the endless power without touching, as if he can write heaven and earth, and can live and die all things.
Feeling the familiarity of the book, Xuan Ce did it and slowly opened it.
This is a book written with Dao patterns, but what is written with Dao patterns is not the secret law of the world, but a person's diary, a biographical handwriting.
The first page of the opening chapter turned out to be a variety of signatures, but the Shinto aura left on those names was extremely powerful. Xuan Ce could feel the power contained in these names, and there were roughly seventeen powerful auras on them.
There is a passage in the book at the end of the page: There is no end to the world, you have to make friends with heaven and earth - Su Zhongyu.
These ten words are also powerful and can attract people's spirits, but the author's name is extremely ordinary.
This is what this person means when he opens a book and invites friends to sign autographs.
Turning the second page of the book, sure enough, it was all about the experience, perception, and memory of this person's life, and so on, Su Zhongyu was the creator of the Dao realm here.
Xuan Ce was also attracted by the various experiences recorded by his people for a while, and gradually only the sound of turning books was left in this room, Xuan Ce had not turned the book for a long time, but after all, this book was written by divine patterns, and the Dao soul could not penetrate it.
When Xuan Ce opened it for the middle of the book, he found that the book had come to an end, just like the horrific things described in the story, Su Zhongyu came to an end.
This realm was sealed in the Heavenly Book Tower, which was this small black tower. It's just that now Xuan Ce is only the inner space tower soul of this small tower, and the tower body was beaten into the unknown heavy heaven by Su Zhongyu who disturbed the Heavenly Dao. Then where he fell, Xuan Ce lost his track, and Su Zhongyu's abandoned tower at that time may have fallen.
When he looked down further, Xuan Ce was excited by a few words, this was not Su Zhongyu's divine pattern, but Zixi's left.
Wait, to, can.
Three words that are intermittent, without any connection and without any clues. Xuan Ce gently stroked these three words, and could imagine how Zixi, who was just a pure soul at that time, had difficulty leaving the three words, which might be related to his own Dao Yun. Otherwise, a pure soul has no consciousness at all, but why would it leave? Maybe there was something missing at that time that I didn't know?
A knot of depression that cannot be snooped into the truth hangs over the heart.
Xuan Ce closed the book and looked at the imperial book mirror on the desk, is this mirror able to leave?
glanced at this room and frowned slightly.
I just feel that the fog in the world has unfolded a shackle, and I can't make myself transparent!
It's just that Xuan Ce looked at the imperial book mirror firmly, imprinted the memory technique in his heart, stretched to the imperial book mirror between his hands, and disappeared into the mirror in the blink of an eye.