Chapter 219 [Wu Sheng]

Do you continue to deepen your understanding or try to find the Tao fruit through the most superficial understanding of the present?

Yuan Lai thought about it, and after a while, he had an answer. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He has never forgotten his identity, although he stands with this group of people for the same competition, but fundamentally he is different from them, and Chen Shushu's suggestions are only related to the other nine people, but they have nothing to do with him.

It is conceivable that if he starts to look for the Dao Fruit, in the end there will only be two results, one is success and the other is failure.

There is no need to say the result of failure, just say that even if he is lucky and really succeeds (in Yuan Lai's heart, this possibility is very small), then will he really get benefits? Not necessarily! He does not have a strong backing like other people to protect him, and the sect behind him is only an empty mountain gate that has long since decayed, so even if he wins, what can he do? Will others keep their hands on him? I'm afraid not.

Even in his opinion, a cultivator like himself, who has no way or no sect and is not well-born, may even be "resisted" and suppressed by everyone.

This possibility is very high, so it seems that the best choice is to continue to perceive, no matter who gets the Dao fruit, it will eventually be returned to Chen Shushu, and the perception is his own, no one can take it.

He closed his eyes, his fingers moved between the clouds and mist, each plucking implied some kind of rhythm, that was the result of his understanding for an hour, with the sliding of his fingers, the clouds rolled up, and suddenly from the clouds and mist, a lot of spider web-like silk threads of colorful light appeared, out of nowhere, straight wrapped around Yuan Lai's fingertips, and at the same time, in Yuan Lai's consciousness, the clouds and fog gradually began to fade, his vision began to increase and clear, and some blocked pictures slowly appeared.

He thought it was a real thing obscured by the clouds, but to his surprise, as the clouds cleared, he saw a view that he had never seen before.

It was a turquoise meadow, with small purple and yellow flowers blooming in the countryside, the stretching grass was like brocade, the flowers on it were more like embellishments, the sun was just right, Yuan Lai lowered his head, and found that he was also stepping on fragrant grass under his feet, he walked forward, aimlessly, but soon after walking, a person suddenly appeared in front of him.

To be exact, it was a back, the back was quite young, almost the same age as Yuan Lai, and he was staring intently at a cyan insect among the grass.

The insect didn't seem to notice that there was a huge creature around it, it was very comfortable walking among the grass and flowers, Yuan Lai walked over slowly, and found that he was almost between existence and non-existence, his feet were solid, but his clothes pierced through the blades of grass.

He came to the man, then crouched down and watched with him the insect's every move, its daily life.

For some reason, when Yuan Lai squatted down, he felt that his heart was instantly peaceful, and his sense of time was blurred, and all his spirit was attracted to the insect, and he completely forgot where he was.

The sun turned from extreme to extremely declining, day and night changed black and white, Yuan Lai and the young man carefully observed the insect, watched it bask in the sun, watched it mate, watched it prey, watched it sleep, it woke up, slowly Yuan Lai actually felt its mood change, Yuan Lai was happy when the insect was happy, and Yuan Lai cried when the insect was sad.

Those around him wept with him.

Time seemed to pass in the blink of an eye, Yuan Lai also witnessed the insect from its prime to aging, just when he was completely focused on waiting for it to die, Yuan Lai suddenly felt that someone was pulling him, he looked blankly, only to see the young man next to him was smiling and pulling him.

"What's wrong?" asked Yuan.

"Don't look at it. The young man said.

"Why?"

"Because it's already in my heart. The young man replied, like a bamboo.

Yuan Lai nodded, and gradually dissipated in confusion, he remembered his purpose, so he asked curiously: "...... are you?"

"My surname is Wu. The young man smiled and said, "Famous way." ”

"You are Wu Sheng?!"

"It's not. ”

"Wu Dao?"

"Exactly!"

Yuan Lai's eyes showed a look of enlightenment, and he said, "You are the Wu Sheng when you were young. ”

Wu Dao smiled but did not speak.

"Why are you ......" Yuan Lai was puzzled, and suddenly he thought that this was also a remnant soul of Wu Sheng? It was as if there were a group of peerless masters lying in the PanthΓ©on? This made sense in principle, but Yuan Lai never thought that he had cracked Wu Sheng's Dao to the extent that he could see him in person! In his calculations, Wu Sheng, as a peak powerhouse in the Four Realms, felt that his Heavenly Dao was like an ocean, and if he cultivated for an hour, he spent a year studying day and night, and he might not be able to see the core part, but at this time, he strangely saw Wu Dao when he was young, which was unusual no matter how he said it.

Wu Dao waved his hand and said to him, "Don't speak, watch quietly." ”

After speaking, Wu Dao waved his hand, and the grass disappeared, as if two pictures were dissolving and handing over, and Yuan Lai blinked an eye, and saw that the place where the two of them were standing was no longer a grassland, but the Great Qi Imperial Capital!

In front of them was the location of the south gate of Suzaku. What surprised Yuan Lai was that although the capital was still the same capital, the feeling was indeed different, and this capital seemed to be more ...... than he had ever seen

Be younger!

Yuan Lai was stunned, and he heard Wu Dao's voice beside him: "This is the Great Apocalypse of the fifth year of Tianjing." ”

Tianjing is the name of the reign of a certain emperor of the Great Apocalypse hundreds of years ago, Yuan Lai silently calculated, and found that this capital has experienced more than 100 years of wind and rain less than what he saw.

Wu Dao's voice is very strong, he has changed from a teenager to a middle-aged man, with black hair and a shawl, and a calm temperament.

As he spoke, he saw the city gate wide open, and a man in a red official uniform greeted him, Yuan Lai seemed to be transparent in front of him, and he saw him and Wu Dao exchange a few words, and then led Wu Dao into the imperial city, and Yuan Lai also followed him.

This was the first time Yuan Lai had entered the Imperial City.

The imperial city is the inner city of the capital, heavily guarded, among them, the star picking tower that crowns the continent is the royal forbidden place, every emperor of the Great Apocalypse since he ascended the throne, he will live on the star picking tower for a long time, it is said that the star picking tower is the closest place to the stars in the mainland, that is, the southwest peak, although the height is much higher than the star picking tower, but its luck is far less than the star picking tower.

Wu Dao was silent all the way, passing through the porches and stepping on the stone steps, just when Yuan Lai was thinking about whether he was going to see the emperor of this era in a place like the imperial study next, he suddenly found that all the attendants who led the way had left, silently, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

In front of the two of them was a courtyard door.

"It's here. ”

Wu Dao whispered, and then reached out to push open the door that turned out to be made of huanghuali.

The two walked in, and Yuan Lai suddenly saw a building appear in the courtyard, a very tall and wide building!

The abruptness of this building, and on the first floor of this building, there are many jade plaques, and the jade plaques are written with the same two words:

Pick up the stars!

ps: If the idea is too open, will it seem to drag the plot, I feel that the Tianding Conference has been written for a long time. (To be continued.) )