85_85507 Chapter 78

Heavenly Flowers!

Yes, everyone saved me, if I wanted to harm myself, I would have been killed a long time ago, how could I still stand here and talk.

The old man looked at Dingtian, and his eyes gradually became deeper: "Next, we will prepare for your breakthrough, but the premise is that you have to be patient enough, this is a real one-thought flood!"

Dingtian looked stunned, and thought of the desolation. He was a little curious, what exactly did the Hong Wilderness mean?

The old man folded his hands together, recited a mantra in his mouth, and then spread his hands flat: "This flower is one in one era, and this one is in the previous era!"

Dingtian looked at the gorgeous white flowers and bones in front of him, and the whole person was deeply intoxicated. This flower reflects what Dingtian's heart desires most.

A pair of pastoral villas, a pair of men and women, sitting next to the bamboo forest to watch the sunset, the flowers in front of the court bloom and fall, that is the most desired thing in Dingtian's body and mind, no war, no grievances, just survive, a beautiful life.

The old man drank lightly, Dingtian suddenly came to his senses, staring at the flowers in front of him, his eyes were a little shocked, he was unexpectedly unaware of the secret in his heart that was spied into by this flower, and it was so accurate.

"Senior, what's the name of this flower?" Dingtian stared at the flower in front of him with his eyes.

He can look directly into a person's heart, and even see through all the vanity, so that everything returns to its essence! But he just dreams come into nothing!" The old man shook his head, and then solemnly swiped his hands into the void, and a space opened, and a treasure bottle slowly suspended in front of Dingtian's eyes. "There are many myths and legends in the world, and there are ten of the most terrifying flowers in the flower category that shocked the world, and Dream Chengkong can only rank eleventh!" the old man said. While slowly taking out a leaf from the water, and then slashing into the void, a cyan flower bone appeared on the leaf, and many mysterious patterns on the leaf appeared.

There are even 3,000 mysterious flower shadows on it, with different postures. It seemed that three thousand people were talking about the Great Dao of the Heavens, and many visions appeared, and the aura of chaos was swirling.

"This flower has a huge origin, involving many existential transactions between heaven and earth, it is inconvenient for me to tell its original background, you can call it the Heavenly Dao Flower, a flower and a world, it should be able to be explained like this!"

Some people think that the way of heaven is ethereal, and in the ideal of all beings, it is an illusory supreme god, and some people think that the way of heaven is a kind of Tao fruit, and some people will eventually reach that state, a thought of the reincarnation of time, and a thought of the evolution of heaven and earth!

"Does the Heavenly Dao really exist? What is he?" Dingtian looked at the old man in front of him, and he finally determined that the person in front of him definitely did not belong here, it was a person from the mythological era, and only in this way could everything be explained.

"If the secret of heaven is not revealed, the way of heaven cannot be guessed!" The old man's expression had a hint of anger, and he seemed to feel that Dingtian had asked too much.

Dingtian glanced around, ignoring the old man's opinion, he finally set his eyes on the Tiandao flower, what is the use of such a strange little flower?

"Heavenly Dao Flower, remove your cause and effect from this world, and dream into the sky to cover the heavens! There is also a blind main medicine is a fragment of time for the eternity of the big dream! Okay, don't talk nonsense, close your eyes, get ready to refin, remember, keep your mind, this may take millions of years of torture!" the old man waved his hand.

Dingtian nodded, closed his eyes, and protected his mind, a trace of cloudiness in the old man's eyes faded away, the whole person's back became straight, his body gradually stood in the sky, and his appearance returned to the appearance of a middle-aged man, looking at Dingtian, his hands stroked.

The aura between heaven and earth is rich, and even beams of starlight outside heaven and earth fall, casting a medicine tripod, and the chaotic qi evolves out of nothingness, forging the medicine tripod, and Dingtian is in it, bearing the scorching heat of the aura of heaven and earth.

As soon as the old man's gesture changed, the phantoms of the divine beasts appeared, constantly imprinted on the tripod. Even at the end, various trees appeared, attached to the furnace ding.

"Get up!" the old man shouted, the medicine stood in the void, colorful flames rose between heaven and earth, an ancient altar appeared, and the old man chanted solemnly.

"The gods of the mythological age, dusk is coming, casting the boundless karmic fire into hope for the afterlife!"

The colorful altar rose with light, terrifying and demonic, it seemed that all the states of the world were in it, and Dingtian felt flustered for a while.

He felt the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of all beings, and the emotions of countless people vibrated in his mind. Dingtian felt that his head was a balloon, constantly raging and expanding. The feeling of tearing made him feel the urge to commit suicide.

"It's begun, the real torture begins now!" the bamboo house senior roared, and the dream became empty and melted into the medicine ding. As soon as the cyan light flashed, Dingtian's whole expression fell into a trance.

The outside world collapsed, the sky thundered and exploded, and the thunder sea formed by the colorful divine thunder poured down, and there seemed to be countless figures roaring in the sea of thunder.

The old man of the bamboo house gave a contemptuous glance, and then continued to cast the spell, the cyan light became more and more intense, and finally the thunder seemed to retreat without feeling anything. The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that he had escaped from heaven.

When Dingtian woke up, he found that the feeling of swelling was gone, but * there was a sharp pain.

He found that he was tied to a pillar, his body was cut by heaven's punishment, but he could not dodge, and his strength was completely lost.

"The Emperor of Heaven has an order, you have violated the rules of heaven and suffered a lightning strike for 10 million years to reduce your sins!" Dingtian's mind was shocked, tens of millions of years, no mistake, I can't stand it for a quarter of an hour, and it will take tens of millions of years!

The indifferent voice disappeared, as if all this was indifferent to himself, but Dingtian fell into thinking, is this true, or is it an illusion?

Dingtian forced himself to endure the pain, and began to calm down, see through everything, and hope to break the illusion. But Dingtian only felt* more painful, and there was not the slightest sign of detachment from the illusion. This illusion is so realistic.

Time passed in pain, Dingtian woke up from a coma, his face was covered with cold sweat, his expression was a little convulsive, and he endured the pain and fainted in the wakefulness, sometimes fainting is also a luxury, or a kind of happiness.

It seems that thousands of years are long, and Dingtian sometimes wants to commit suicide, this kind of pain tests the soul! But he persevered strangely, and in the end he was a little numb, his * could no longer feel the pain, it was a stiff feeling, this feeling had completely tossed him and was insensitive.

Dingtian seems to have experienced vicissitudes of life, experienced the precipitation of the years, and there were wisps of sadness and profundity in his eyes. Thousands of years have slipped, and that extreme vicissitudes have long since disappeared.

"This is the power of dreams becoming empty, a dream for thousands of years!" Dingtian whispered, his expression a little vicissitudes