In the ancestral hall, the candle flame flickered.

Outside the ancestral hall, Song Ciwan pinched the trick with one hand to check, but finally saw the root of that little blood in the wandering blood!

It was a fragment, a fragment that had been deeply embedded in the heart of Jing Huaisheng's chest.

The fragments were soaked in flesh and blood and turned dark red, and at first glance they seemed to be one with his heart, and if it weren't for Song Ciwan's keen eyes, it would be impossible to see the abnormality in his heart.

And at this moment, if you look closely, you only feel that this fragment has a little dark green in the dark red, and there is a kind of bronze-like texture in a trance.

It's like a piece of bronze —

When this thought arose in Song Ciwan's mind, her eyes changed in a trance!

What is it?

It is the mountains and rivers, the heaven and the earth, the birds and beasts, and the demons. It is the infinite creatures that are multiplying and withering, and it is the sun, moon and stars that are circulating through eternity.

It's so vast, and there are strange rays of light in the vastness.

Those rays of light shuttle between the mountains and rivers, wandering between the blood of living beings, running through the sky and the earth, far and near, past and future, eternal and instant!

Suddenly, at a certain moment, Song Ciwan came to his senses.

Where are the vertical and horizontal, the virtual and the real, and where is the light?

That's clearly the rhyme, it's the rules!

It is the Tao and the principle of the operation of heaven and earth, time and space, growth and death, and ......

What is it? What else?

Song Ciwan only felt that her heart was pounding, she had practiced so far, and she had clearly comprehended many profound truths, but there had never been a moment like this, giving birth to the feeling that she had really walked to the side of the Dao, stretched out her hand, and was touching the Dao!

She's about to touch it, it's ......

And compared to what she saw at this moment, what she had comprehended before was clearly just the corners of the avenue—

Song Ciwan stretched out his hand in a trance, but in the next moment, seeing that he seemed to have caught something, his heart beat and his feet were empty.

Naturally, she didn't really step into the air.

At her level, it is difficult to have such a situation as stepping on the air again.

However, although she had never really stepped on the air, she had the illusion of stepping on the air in a trance at this moment.

After stepping on the air, the countless lines in front of her disappeared, and the light and shadow of the mountains, rivers, and earth, the sun, moon and stars also disappeared.

In its place, there is ......

It's infinite chaos!

There was no light, no turbidity, no objects, and no living beings.

The mountains and rivers are gone, the stars are gone, but the world has become chaos.

Until a certain moment, suddenly a certain moment, a ball appeared in the infinite chaos!

It was a blue ball, small at first glance, but infinitely large on closer inspection.

The ball spun at high speed in the chaos, like a meteor that came from nowhere, only to go into the distance!

With a glimpse, just a glance, the ball disappeared in Song Ciwan's eyes again. But for some reason, this glance left a deep impression on Song Ciwan's heart.

Even, at this glance, what he saw was like an engraving, which was directly imprinted in Song Ciwan's heart.

For a moment, Song Ciwan suddenly felt sad and melancholy.

She pressed her heart, and in the blink of an eye, she saw a clear sight in front of her.

The ancestral hall is still the ancestral hall, and the people in the ancestral hall are still those people.

Huai Sheng, who has a strange appearance and six arms, is still in the ancestral hall. And that piece of bronze is embedded in Huaisheng's heart, breathing and beating with his heart.

Knock Knock Knock –

It's so vivid.

Invisibly, everything that Song Ci saw in the evening was as empty as a dream.

Song Ciwan can be regarded as a real awakening.

It turned out that she had just spied on the fragments of Huaisheng's heart with her flesh eyes, but she was pulled into an inexplicable strange fantasy by the magical aura of the fragments!

It's incredible.

With Song Ci's current cultivation realm, it will be easily brought into the illusion realm.

It's not that Song Ciwan is too weak, it must be that the fragment has a great origin and is very strange.

Song Ciwan stood in place, the person did not move, but there were turbulent waves in his heart, and the still water flowed deeply.

She didn't believe that what she had just seen was just an illusion!

Whether it was a certain feeling of "Tao" that seemed to be touched by her in a trance, or a glimpse of it in the chaos later...... The flying ball gave Song Ciwan an extremely real feeling.

No!

Everything must be true.

Or it happened before, recorded by a bronze shard.

Song Ciwan stretched out his hand and shook his palm lightly.

There is an old willow tree next to the ancestral hall that has grown for an unknown amount of time, and there are some silky green insects hanging from the willow tree.

One of the dried and dying green worms suddenly came out of the slightly black silk thread and fell into Song Ciwan's palm.

Song Ciwan's palm was slightly spitting out the true qi, and at this moment, he was extremely sensitive to a certain line in the green worm's body-

Naturally, it is not a line that exists in substance, but a line between the virtual and the real, which only Song Ciwan can see by virtue of this time.

With the movement of this line, I saw that the green worm, which was so shriveled just now that it seemed to have completely lost its vitality, suddenly curled up its body and moved slightly.

One, two, three......

The shriveled and curled green worm spread its body and suddenly raised its tail in Song Ciwan's palm.

Then, the green worm began to spit silk!

One, two, ten, hundred...... Countless roots.

The speed of the green worm spinning silk is extremely fast, and Song Ciwan seems to be watching a wonderful and vivid real mime.

But in half an hour, the green worm spit silk completely enveloped itself.

Time is speeding up on a green worm.

Of course, in fact time does not accelerate. Song Ciwan knew this very clearly. She was originally a master of using time, and if there was really time to speed up, she couldn't have sensed it.

The reason why this green worm spits silk and becomes a cocoon so quickly is because of the strange line that Song Ci just dialed in the evening.

She just flicked it lightly, and she didn't even provide any energy to the green worm, and the green worm's body suddenly burst out with powerful vitality on its own.

It was this vitality that prompted the green worm to suddenly bounce out of its near-death state, and then quickly spin silk and form cocoons.

After another quarter of an hour, the insect cocoon in Song Ciwan's palm moved.

Card!

First, a little bit of thin tentacles poked out.

Then, there was a blue-gray wing, and after a few moments, the whole cocoon cracked, and a cyan butterfly flew out of it.

The dying green worm breaks out of its cocoon and becomes a butterfly, and it comes back to life!

And throughout the process, Song Ciwan only provided a little help initially.

Her flick is like flipping a switch of life!

Butterflies fluttered their wings and flew around Song Ciwan, dancing.

Song Ciwan's heart fluctuated, and he became more and more sure that what he had seen before was not an illusion.

Not only was that scene not an illusion, but Song Ciwan even really realized the existence of a certain kind of Tao from it.

Although she seemed to be empty at the time, even if she was empty, she was also passing through those ways and reasoning at a certain moment, and comprehended some of the charm of the infinite avenue between heaven and earth.

What is Shen Yun?

It's not the time or the space that she has already understood, but it should be...... It's life!

It is the mystery of life, the miracle of life.

The green butterfly fluttered beside Song Ciwan for several weeks, as if expressing her attachment.

Song Ciwan stretched out her hand, and the green butterfly stopped at her fingertips.

A moment later, the green butterfly flew again, to the dense foliage of the old willow tree, and to the world where it was supposed to go.

The butterfly flew away, and Song Ciwan raised his eyes. I saw that the sky would shine through the branches and leaves, sprinkled in fine pieces, and between the dots of light, several butterflies flew around the light.

Song Ciwan's face couldn't help but show a slight smile, the green worm broke out of the cocoon and became a butterfly, it seemed that it was all thanks to her group, but in fact, it was not just because of her.

She thought, she had some understanding of the way of life in the bronze shards.

In the past, she named the technique of time annihilation that she had comprehended "Morning Dew", but today, she named her life technique "Breaking the Cocoon".

It's great to break out of the cocoon.

Song Ciwan smiled, and there was an indescribable emotion surging in his chest.

It took a few breaths before she calmed down.

At this time, the situation in the ancestral hall has changed again.

I saw that in the ancestral hall, the villagers who were originally tied to one side were all let go at some point!

Not only was it released, but the villagers also surrounded the six-armed Huaisheng Tuan Tuan in the middle.

Although Huai Sheng has six arms, his strength is infinite, and he even seems to have learned some strange magical powers. But cutting his wrists and bleeding and feeding his grandmother before clearly damaged his body and vitality.

Therefore, Huaisheng, who was surrounded by the villagers at the moment, was anxious, dazed, and even helpless.

The villager stretched out his hand and grabbed one of Huaisheng's arms, the villager grabbed another, and another villager grabbed another......

Even if Huaisheng had six arms, it was not enough for these villagers.

The villagers are gossiping, crowded and crowded, you say a word to me.

"Huaisheng, I hugged you when you were a child, I am your second aunt......"

"Huaisheng, you were not treated by your father at that time, your stepmother tried to treat you, your grandma sometimes can't see it, or when I was feeding your pillar cousin, I often took you with me, and fed you a few mouthfuls of milk, so that you survived and grew so strong now!"

"Huaisheng, your fifth uncle and I have never treated you badly, you were beaten by your stepmother when you were a child, and you were hiding in the ditch and shivering, or I will take it out for you and take it home! It was winter, and the snow could be three feet thick! If I hadn't brought it home for you, and asked your aunt to give you ginger soup, you'd have died......

"Huaisheng ......"

"Huaisheng ......"

Every sentence of Huaisheng is an old thing and a kindness.

Some even have more than one kindness, but a continuous, indescribable, and indescribable kindness!

Word by word, sentence by sentence, the villagers said, pulling, pulling, crowding, pushing, and later, Huaisheng was held up again, and he could no longer spit out his voice or speak.

Then I don't know who started with it, but suddenly a mouth stretched out, and with a slam bite, it bit Huaisheng's arm!

Laugh at!

The sturdy arm was bitten open by the sharp teeth of the villagers.

The gurgling blood flowed out, and the villagers immediately swallowed it with great joy.

Knock –

But the cooing came to an abrupt end.

The villagers who bit their arms and sucked the blood did not rejoice for long, and were soon pulled apart by the necks of others behind them.

"Ouch! Who the fuck is that? ”

The villagers who were torn apart were naturally unwilling, so they shouted angrily.

But the villager who filled the position was not easy to mess with, and after squeezing this person away, he immediately rushed along the wound on Huaisheng's arm.

Knock –

The villagers who filled in the seats sucked blood.

But immediately there were follow-up villagers who ripped the villagers who filled the position apart......

In short, one person sucked and the other came again.

People come and go, obviously there are only about 30 villagers, but these 30 or so people press on Huaisheng, but it seems that there is no end.

Huai Sheng was still standing, but now he was squeezed to the ground.

One person after another, crowding forward, but also crowding out everyone on each other's side.

People were still restrained before, although they seemed to scold and compete with each other, but after all, the villagers were even related to each other, so this kind of scolding and scrambling were also restrained.

I don't know from what moment it began.

Maybe it's because the fifth uncle said: "Luo, your mother-in-law seems to have squeezed over and drunk it five times, right?" You can't rely on the fact that when you were a child, you will be born as if he was yours alone, what about us? ”

Roche spat out, but scolded back: "Phew! Fuck your shit! You've only been five times, I've counted them all, my mother has only been three times, and my mother is a loss! ”

Then the villagers began to report the number of times to each other, and this report was unacceptable.

There are five or six times for the more, and only once or twice for the less, and this time I got it?

All things do not suffer from a lack of wealth but from unevenness!

The villagers were arguing, and suddenly they turned from the current thing to all kinds of old things.

Or the owner stole the chicken of the west family, or the north family robbed the south family of a foot of land, or who laughed at whom, and who was mean to whom......

This is a terrible statement, there are too many grievances, and I can't count them for a while, and I can't count them.

Is this still worth it?

There is no other way but one point, fight!

So the villagers fought.

It started with this one giving that punch, and then that one picking up another handful of hair......

So, you kicked me in the heart, and I gouged out your eyes. You hit him three ways, and he pokes you in the nose and eyes......

Where are the rules for villagers to fight? It's just a scuffle!

And the more scuffle, the more ruthless.

The villagers had basically drunk Huaisheng's blood, and before they knew it, everyone's strength increased.

So blood flew in the middle of the fight, accompanied by screams.

Someone had their hands and feet broken in the ribs. Fell......

The rest of the people were getting more and more excited.

This shouted: "Jing Lao Wu, you die!" It was you who pushed Huaisheng and his mother at the beginning, so that Huaisheng and his mother were born prematurely, you are good now, and you are still pretending to be a good person in front of Huaisheng, how do you have a face? Why don't you die? ”

Bang!

Jing Lao Wu was knocked to the ground, and dozens of teeth flew out.

The roar: "Luo, you slut, are you embarrassed to say that you have milked Huaisheng?" Who deceived Huai Sheng and his mother from the village? That's you! ”

Bang!

Roche also fell to the ground.

In the ancestral hall, the white candle is faint, Huai Sheng fell in a pool of blood, and his face flickered in the candlelight.

His heart was pounding, and the sound was getting louder and louder.

In the sound, the bronze fragments resembled living creatures.