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Chapter 251: The First Glimpse of the Years

Perhaps the path taken by the ancients will be smooth, a little more conservative, and the effect will soon be apparent.

On the contrary, if you follow your own path, there is no one to guide you, it is rugged and muddy, and you can only rely on your own enlightenment, and this is not something that can be comprehended in a day or two, it requires decades of research and enlightenment.

And since Wang Shi comprehended the power of loneliness, a path of his own has been shown in front of him, he has given up the way of Xuanwu, he has no regrets about his choice, this is his own way!

It is the avenue of his king's stone! He wants to go on with great determination, this is his Dao heart, it is also the heart of martial cultivation, and the heart of the strong!

Wang Shi began to meditate and comprehend his own way.

"After my lonely power, there are years!" Wang Shi's eyes were full of tenacity, since he saw the bowl of the years, he had already had some understanding, how to go next, and now he was about to begin to understand.

"The years are no stranger to me now!" Wang Shi's eyes revealed a strong vicissitudes of life at this time, if the two lives are added up, he has experienced a hundred years, and the vicissitudes of this life have been stepped on by him.

Then, Wang Shi looked at the nine springs and muttered: "Although I don't imitate any of them, the essence of these nine realms can be used for reference, I take the years as my heart and make up for the lack of nine realms!"

Wang Shi's eyes gradually lit up, and he said: "The night is the pupil, the blue sky and white clouds are the five senses, the sun and the moon are the right arms, the snow is the blood vessels and meridians, the mountains are the five internal organs, and the wind is long." Trees are legs, rivers are blood!"

The more Wang Shi thought about it, the clearer it became, and he gradually realized something. Looking at the nine springs, constantly absorbing their essence, he looked at the nine springs and nine paths from the perspective of the years.

"The night comes from the day, and the day runs from the night, and the two complement each other to form the day, like a wheel that keeps turning. This is the passage of time, this is the years!" Wang Shi realized, and then the gray island in his left eye began to flash.

"The sun and the moon are like night and day. It just became a concrete thing, the sun rose in the east and set in the west, and the moon rose in the east and set in the west. This is also the years!" Wang Shi is looking for the characteristics of the years on these avenues.

"There are traces of age on everything. However, it may take a few years to truly grasp the years. Wang Shi shook his head, but he suddenly thought of that time bowl! Listening to the tree demons, this year has its own world, one year in the bowl, and two days outside the bowl!

This is a good time, but the bowl is on that island, and it is invaded by demonic energy. It is very troublesome to get past with the help of external forces.

"Let's take one step at a time!" Wang Shi continued to comprehend the years.

"The snow seems to come from the sky. It is not from the water vapor on the ground, but it has changed into a shape, but it can freeze thousands of miles, which is extremely terrifying, this is a process. Wang Shi groaned.

"Time can also make all things age, and it can also make all things prosperous! Wang Shi realized that his understanding of the years had gone one step further, and he remembered that he had grown from young to old, from the desolate Gobi Desert to an oasis full of vitality! Both were the result of the years, but they were two different results.

"Everything has a positive and negative, and the years are no exception, if you master the power of the years, it must be the time when I shine, and I can cut the way!" Wang Shi studied the power of the years more deeply, and the confidence in his eyes was even greater, and the legendary first generation, Wang Shi could also fight!

"After all, the first generation is too strong, and it is not at the same level as Daozi at all, a sect may not be able to have a first generation for thousands of years, but there are many Daozi!" Wang Shi muttered, his contact with the people of the Southern Regions gradually increased, and he had a general understanding of Daozi and the first generation.

"The first generation has at least the strength of the Supreme Sixth Order or above!" And Wang Shi's ** strength has reached the requirements, and the spiritual power realm is far from enough.

"The way of the mountain, after 10,000 years, the mountain will be eroded by the years, but more mountains are immortal for thousands of years and can resist the erosion of the years. Wang Shi knows that the years are not perfect, and only by truly mastering the shortcomings of the years can he make use of his strengths and avoid his weaknesses and wield the power of the years to the extreme.

Every time Wang Shi perceives, the gray island in Wang Shi's left eye will be a little smaller, a little lighter, and gradually evolve to every part of Wang Shi's body, not so much a disappearance, but a metamorphosis!

It can even be said that from the left eye to the whole body, this is a sign that the avenue is being revealed!

The Tao is very illusory, you need to master it to continue to enlighten the Tao, and this kind of enlightenment can not be realized, you must see the right time to enlighten the Tao to get twice the result with half the effort, and this feeling of grasping the timing depends on your own creation. It can be said that enlightenment has some accidents, you may see a piece of grass, a leaf, and you can have an epiphany.

However, it has to be said that this is also an inevitable trend, and without years of accumulation, how can there be an epiphany? There is a causal connection between this.

"The wind goes from no wind to breeze, to strong wind, to hurricane! Time gives it strength, so that it has enough savings, external forces are indispensable, but time is its core, but it can also make it live, and it can also be destroyed. The same is true of the avenue of trees. Wang Shi muttered, he had a general understanding of the years.

"If the years are a weapon, it can be attacked and defended, it is very mysterious!" Wang Shi felt that if he mastered the power of the years, then it must be a great treasure of his own!

"Because the confluence of hundreds of rivers has formed a mighty river, because of the years! The prosperity and decline of all things are inseparable from the years, and the years are the sky! All living things cannot do without this heaven and earth!" Wang Shi's breath of time on his body became stronger and stronger at this time, and the last wisp of the lonely power in his left eye dissipated.

Wang Shi also doesn't know the passage of time, I don't know how long, Wang Shi is constantly groping for the way of the years, this is a boundless and wide avenue, the ancients have not been enlightened, except for God!

Because as long as he reaches the gods, the power of the years is unique, and Wang Shi's realm of leaving the gods is a heaven and an earth, and he is truly comprehending the years, which can be said to be a rebellion against the sky!

But there is no shortage of miracles in this world, nor is there a shortage of miracles!

Wang Shi savored his eighty-six years as a mortal, just like yesterday, Wang Shi's feeling of the years is actually deep in the bone marrow, that indescribable feeling, the desolate aura on his body is getting stronger and stronger, his head is black and white, he is feeling the years.

He carved the breath of this time into his flesh and bone marrow, and Wang Shi's entire body began to shine with breath, and suddenly this space began to tremble.

Boom

Wang Shi suddenly opened his eyes and saw that the nine springs merged into the tenth spring, which was originally extremely blank, but at this time, colors began to appear, and the vicissitudes of life changed with the change of colors.

In Wang Shi's words of "years", there is a vicissitudes of life, which begins to ripple between heaven and earth, like an invisible force, spreading between heaven and earth.

At this time, the pictures of the nine springs began to tremble violently, Wang Shi looked at the nine springs, a force of time appeared from Wang Shi's body, Wang Shi looked at the nine springs, the original nine independent pictures, at this time they were actually fused and intertwined!

"This is" Wang Shi didn't expect such a result

An ancient place in the Southern Regions, where the grass can bury the whole person, the rivers have dried up and are lifeless.

And there is an ancient house here, which is made of ink-colored building wood, giving people an illusion, this ancient house seems to have just been built, and it feels like it has been preserved in ancient times.

And at this moment, a loud noise broke out in this ancient house!

"What a miracle! Why didn't I think of it 30,000 years ago! Nine springs fusion, nine is also the ultimate, can also be simplified, nine into one, then I will be able to break through the last level! Hate and pathetic!"

At this moment, a figure appeared outside the house, this person was a woman, only in her early twenties, her expression was extremely cold, she was dressed in a blue shirt, and there was an incomparably terrifying power brewing in her body.

"Grandpa, you are" The girl's brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes showed concern for her loved ones.

"Lan'er, accompany grandpa to the Northwest Regions! I haven't been to the Northwest Regions for six thousand years. The voice was old, but it spread across the empty plains.

The girl nodded, she didn't ask, but she knew that the barrier in the Northwest Regions was about to be broken!

"I want to see how that kid can help me break through the confusion of tens of thousands of years, and now it makes me sigh" At this time, a white old man walked out of the ancient house, describing the withered tree, feeling that half of his feet had stepped into the coffin, and his expression was full of regret at this time. (To be continued......)