Chapter 6 You don't know you're you
This Da Luo scroll has a mysterious underworld, which is by no means different from ordinary divine magic Taoist scriptures and the like.
When that simple surface was formed, like opening a floodgate and releasing water, Zhou Sheng's mind set off a storm of thinking.
The spark of thinking blooms in the sky, and the flower of wisdom is brilliant.
Blazing flames.
Countless thinking impurities are evaporated, and these thinking impurities are some messy thoughts, like clocks, which wear out the clockwork due to the non-stop work of each moment, which will make the hands of the clock slow down and become redundant.
In his thinking, those redundant thoughts that he didn't need in his past life were removed, leaving only useful thoughts.
It's all in the dark.
The body, spirit, and soul are all accessories of the mind!
Only thinking is the foundation of a living being.
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In the spark of thinking, a thinking tree was formed.
Born in the flames, once born, it absorbs Zhou Sheng's thinking liliang and grows strongly.
Ten zhang, one hundred zhang, one thousand zhang, ten thousand zhang, thirty-six thousand zhang......
When the trunk of the thinking tree grew to 36,000 zhang, all of Zhou Sheng's thinking was consumed, and the big tree began to spread out, and all the thinking liliang was thoroughly displayed.
The three most vigorous branches, one of which dominates the mystery, blooms brightly throughout the body, like the only light source of shijie, on which the imprint of a great character is imprinted.
The other is the Great Luo Nuoyi, an infinite compass phantom on which the vast pointer is ticking. There are three hands, hour and minute. Seconds hand.
Zuihou is a relatively immature one is the mystery of Datong that Zhou Sheng has enlightened.
This mystery is Zhou Sheng's own mystery. There is a sickle and a hammer on it. The endless vicissitudes of red are the unwavering route.
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At this moment, a thought came to my senses.
"My way is the way of the heavens, my way is the road to walk in the future, and I will create my own 'Datong Secret Technique', the first form, which is 'the common land of the world'. Let's deduce!"
No matter how many people haute the secret arts, they are not their own, only what they create belongs to themselves.
At this moment, at this moment when his mind was turning countless thousands of times, Zhou Sheng kept refining his secret skills with the help of the mystery of the master and Da Luo.
It can be seen that the first two pieces of paper are constantly casting mysteries, deriving endless moves, and each move is the pinnacle of martial arts, which is the most fundamental meaning of martial arts.
Zhou Sheng absorbs these thinking nutrients and derives his own Tao. Your own way!
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The land is virtuous.
Without land, there is no life. There is no load-bearing.
All living beings live on the land, even the bottom of the sea. Therefore, the earth is the backbone of heaven and earth.
You can live without the sky, but you can't live without the land.
The land belongs to all living beings in the world. Therefore, the first thing to do in charge of reform is to measure the land and carry out land reform.
"The first step in my path is also to start from the land......"
Countless words are deducing, and mysteries are spinning. At this moment, thinking washed away, and the common land of the world gradually took on its own shape.
It was a section from the Void where countless soils spawned, on which plants began to grow, seeds sprouted in the soil, and groundwater accumulated in the soil.
Primitive creatures began to slash-and-burn and work together to manage the land.
With the development of the times, the lines of civilization are also developing, zuihou returns to the innate nature, the land is shared, the earth is the eternal red of vicissitudes, and the era of the gods will be buried by the land.
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The strange fragrance kept coming, and Zhou Sheng was clearer about his future path.
His body began to have its own breath, perhaps, this breath is still very immature. However, as long as there is enough soil moisture, the small seed will develop into a towering tree.
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And when all his thoughts were exhausted, and he thought that his life's memories and thoughts were exhausted, in the depths of his thoughts, a mysterious ancient imprint suddenly erupted.
This imprint is in the deepest part of the darkness, and Zhou Sheng has never touched it.
Countless thoughts washed down like the pouring of the sea, and his thinking tree was like a small sapling in the sea, weak and windy.
Under this torrent of thinking, everything will be washed away.
If Zhou Sheng's thinking power in his life is a spring, then this is the boundless sea. Comparing the two, it is like ants and heaven and earth.
What a vast power of thought!
And what makes him strange is that these thoughts belong to him and belong to his imprint, but he has never been exposed to these things, never exposed to these strange thoughts and memories......
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In his unfamiliar thoughts, Zhou Sheng saw a figure, which was a great existence above the heavens.
Countless Lord Gods prostrate at her feet, and she is the Divine Mother of the Heavens.
A kind face, an incomparably powerful aura, with kindness and beauty in it. Her voice and smile made Zhou Sheng cry.
Zhou Sheng also saw a bare-chested child in her palm, with sparse fetal hair on the top of her head and bright big eyes, that was Zhou Sheng himself.
But...... Zhou Sheng has never seen this woman since he was born, and he has no memory.
"Mother~~"
Zhou Sheng felt that the strange and familiar figure was his mother, giving birth to his own existence.
But he's not from Juggernaut's books, it's from Juggernaut's plot, what the hell is going on?
Zhou Sheng was confused, he had lived all his life, and he should have seen everything through, but now he was confused and didn't know which was true and which was fake.
It was the breath of his mother from the depths of his heart, and this feeling in the dark could not be wrong, and it could not be wrong, that was his mother.
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The vast power of thinking is absorbed, and each thinking tree is growing, and each one is 100,000 zhang high.
Eventually, a thinking forest was formed, with branches like dragons and bushes and grasses underneath.
In this forest, there are a total of three hundred and sixty Thinking Trees, each of which is a Shijie Tree, a Cosmic Tree, and a Chaos Tree.
The mystery is shining, and the spark of thinking is blooming.
His thinking power had easily broken through to 1 scale at this moment, reaching the lowest level of the main god.
Now, not to mention that he can destroy the main god, but let him destroy the high void, he has a great certainty.
Thinking is everything, the attached body and soul are not the most important, once the thinking is broken, the body and soul are singing, irrepressible breakthrough.
A torrent of vitality was set off around his body, and countless high-level vitality in the secret room gathered over, most of them were divine power and immortal qi, and there was also a trace of ancient vitality mixed with it.
Every trace of ancient vitality is much smaller than a hair, but these are the essence of this small branch of the Medicine Masters Guild. There are nearly 10,000 chapters like this in this country, and the ancient vitality needed is transported from the general association, and it cannot be generated by itself.
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Vitality absorption is just a drop in the bucket.
Zhou Sheng's cultivation was promoted to the limit of the true god, and he was about to take half a step into the void, but his vitality was gone.
There is a certain limit to the amount of ancient vitality that each secret room can draw, and if it exceeds this limit, it will be automatically cut off.
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The Buddha fat in the oil lamp burned out at the moment of zuihou, Zhou Sheng opened his eyes, and countless golden thunderbolts filled his eyes like blood.
He gently wiped the corners of his eyes, and just now he was so emotional that he automatically shed a tear.
Who is the woman who makes him feel the breath of his mother?What is the truth of his detachment from the master's books?What is the ultimate answer to this shijie?
In the past, Zhou Sheng thought he knew this shijie very well, but now, he was confused, completely confused.
My mind was in a mess, and I couldn't tell the difference between the real and the fake.
Between the true and the false, everything becomes more mysterious. Perhaps, only when he truly sets foot on the highest peak will he understand everything.
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Buddha fat only burned for a month, and the worthless things burned out.
"Zhu Xian, Guangming, who are the two of you? Are we really detached from the master books? weishenme I feel so lonely, everything is fake!"
"Perhaps, even I am fake, what is the real everything, weishenme always when I think I am me, but I am not my ......"
"I'm who I am when I don't know I'm ......"
"True or not, follow the path, and one day the truth will be revealed. I am who I am, I have always been my ......"
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In a distant ancient country, the two of them knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the woman in the golden mask standing on the top of the mountain.
The mask obscured her face, revealing only two eyes that were as gentle as water.
She looked into the distance, perhaps, to the confused man.
"Son, what you think is the truth, perhaps, is just what you think, and you don't know...... You are your ......"
muttered softly......
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PS: In this chapter, I believe everyone is already confused. It's called suspense, and if you let everyone guess what I'm going to write, what's the point of the novel?
People who are shrouded in fate think that the truth is false, or perhaps, it is true, who can say clearly. Who are you and do you know you are you?
To be honest, I was also fainting, and I was dizzy by myself.
What is true and what is false, as long as you read on, there will always be an answer. Perhaps, the answer is simple...... (To be continued......)