The source space that coincided with Wang Fan, because the number of constituent sources exceeded a predetermined limit, the energy overflowed the space boundary wall and reflected on the surface of Wang Fan's body, emitting a layer of luminous white light that ordinary people could not see, setting off Wang Fan as if he were a god descending from heaven, holy and noble and undesecrated.

It was late at night, and Wang Fan was still carefully comprehending the mysteries and mysteries of the source space.

Entering a meditative state, Wang Fan looked at himself with a glowing white light all over his body, and couldn't help but feel a little proud and satisfied in his heart. It can be seen with a clear eye that although the light in his body is countless grades different from the light in Gangzi's body, there is no such halo as himself from Gangzi to the surface of his body.

I, Wang Fan, are extraordinary!

Gradually, his mind is stripped away from his self-consciousness little by little, and his self-consciousness is broadly conveyed with the command to explore the source space. At this time, Wang Fan was in an intermediate level between the conscious and the unconscious, and was separated to the point where the mind was attached to the surface of the source space.

The mind is bound to the soul, and the withdrawal of consciousness does not affect Wang Fan's comprehension source space in the slightest.

The minds scattered and attached to the source space were completely immersed in the surface of the source space as if they had taken drugs. It is a feeling as if you have read the desolation of the universe, and for a moment you feel that the truth of the world is right in front of you. It's a very contradictory feeling that I don't understand anything and I feel like I know everything, but I'm happy to be immersed in it.

As this feeling continued to deepen and spread to Wang Fan's soul, Wang Fan could clearly feel that he was gradually understanding the source space to the composition, and felt that he was understanding the essence of the world bit by bit!

It turns out that the essence of the world is not the world itself, but the world itself is only a meaning of existence! The reason for the creation of the world is the true essence of the world! When he realized this problem, Wang Fan fell into his own demonic obstacles.

If the essence of the world is not the world itself, then what is the meaning of the existence of the world itself? Why does the reason for the creation of the world become the true essence of the world? The most important thing is that who defines these! The pan-consciousness of the real world is obviously not, this is the analysis of the world by the source, and the source was born before the pan-consciousness of the real world, and its existence is not limited to space and time.

A series of questions that directly hit the core and most secret of the real world, hovering in the head of Wang Fan, a little person who has just come into contact with the composition of the world and whose realm can barely be regarded as the second realm of the initial contact with the real world, Wang Fan is about to burn out his brain due to information overload, and he will become demented from now on!

Gangzi did not choose to sleep, but quietly guarded Wang Fan on the side.

Generally speaking, there is no danger in the newborn source space, but Wang Fan's source space is really a bit perverted, and Gangzi is always a little worried about what will happen. As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what if, if you really fall asleep, in case Wang Fan he.... The consequences are unimaginable!

Seeing that Wang Fan was safe and sound in the middle of the night, and even his spirit was getting better and better, the unconsciously revealing comfortable expression on his face was obvious! Gangzi put down a hanging heart and was about to rest in bed, when Wang Fan's anxious and panicked murmur came from his ears: "It's not like this, why is this happening? No, no, why is it not right?!"

Gangzi turned his head suddenly, only to see that Wang Fan was still smiling a second ago, and this second his eyebrows were already tightly locked! his face was flushed, the blue tendons on his neck and forehead were bursting up, his hair was curling up little by little, and the white smoke was slowly rising from Wang Fan to the top of his head!

Oh no, this is the phenomenon of overload of receiving information! What's going on?! Let him look at his source space and realize, what did he do? Or is it just because of the special structure of the source space?

In an instant, countless thoughts crossed Gangzi's mind, but he didn't have time to think about it so precisely, and now if this problem is not solved in a hurry, Wang Fan is very likely to be abolished directly!

Hurriedly turned on the borrowing state again, and no matter how much his body in the surface world could load, what kind of damage would be caused to his body after borrowing light this time. These are not the things that need to be considered now. The top priority at the moment is to wake up Wang Fan in time!

"Wang Fan, wake up, wake up, gather consciousness, wake up quickly!"

I can hear Gangzi's words, but at this time, Wang Fan's mind is attached to the source space, and he is too deep, and he can't be withdrawn if he wants to!

Hearing Wang Fan's words, Gangzi was stunned for a moment, and then scolded out casually, "Damn, stupid!

Don't dare to slack off in the slightest, Gangzi picked up his handprint without a little hesitation, and spit out jerky and obscure syllables in his mouth, seeing that Wang Fan's face was getting redder and redder, and the white smoke above his head was getting thicker and thicker, and the speed of Gangzi's singing syllables sped up a few points.

The three-second chant seems like a century!

Finally finished chanting the syllables, Gangzi stretched out his finger and pointed at Wang Fan's forehead, Wang Fan suddenly opened his eyes, froze for three seconds, and fell straight down.

Gangzi looked at Wang Fan who was lying in a coma on the bed, gradually fading the red on his face, and the white gas on the top of his head had stopped erupting, Gangzi smiled with relief, spit out a mouthful of blood with a poof, tilted his head, and fainted beside Wang Fan.

In the quiet and peaceful night outside the window, there was a sudden whisper of the wind, and the world bearing paused again at this moment, this time for nearly two seconds.

Early the next morning, morning news.

"Welcome to this episode of Morning News, followed by an urgent news break. Yesterday, for some reason, without heavy rainfall, the water level in the Yangtze River and Yellow River basin rose by 180 millimeters as a whole. The expert fact-finding mission has already begun to investigate the specific causes. Now let's contact the reporters on the spot..."

"Miss, the damage to the world's bearings has officially begun, you need to hurry up. Shangguan looked at the latest report of the morning news, looked at the direction of Huihui's room, and muttered to himself, "Strange, why do you feel that the damage to the bearing is a little fast this time? Is it an illusion?"

.......

"Huiguang, the bearing will be damaged, the world is in trouble, you should go to this red dust with your teacher, cross some people who should be crossed, and do some things that you can do. An unknown to the ruined temple, an elderly monk wearing a tattered robe, was kind and worried to the twelve or thirteen-year-old monk who followed him.

"Master, is it time for you to pursue the enlightenment?" The little monk asked the old monk with a childish face, folded his hands, tilted his head, and innocently and innocently.

The old monk smiled slightly, looked at the young little monk, his eyes flashed with golden light, and the little monk's body appeared in front of the old monk in another form. is still the twelve or thirteen-year-old little monk, but in the eyes of the old monk at this time, the little monk is exuding a blazing cyan light.

"I've improved it a little more, yes, this kind of Dao rhyme can already break through to the realm of Dao Zang at any time. You awakened early, and you in the world are even more enlightened Buddhas. Although this body consciousness is dominant, but the words that were immature just now should not be said again, as a teacher, I am not very adaptable. ”

The little monk looked upright, put on a good posture, and said with Xiao Su on his face, "Yes, master." ”

......

"Xuanjizi, the world is in turmoil, are you ready?" Qingyun Guanguan called the big apprentice who was being interviewed and dancing with a sword to promote Taoist culture, and said lightly while wiping himself to the dust.

The middle-aged Taoist priest named Xuanjizi had a glint in his eyes, and he quickly retracted into his eyes, "Master Honor, the disciple is ready." ”

"Good. After saying only one word, the viewer stopped talking and carefully wiped his dust. Xuanjizi on the side bowed his head and stood respectfully to the side, waiting quietly.

.....

"Master, is that mysterious machine really as powerful as you say?" In a remote mountain village, a young man in his twenties was sitting on a table eating breakfast, and his clothes were sewn from animal skins, and he was like a barbarian. At this time, he asked the old man sitting in the opposite seat casually.

"How many times have you told the teacher? The video of Xuanjizi dancing the sword contains the rules and rhyme of the Dao Tibetan Realm. In other words, that Xuanjizi is at least in the middle realm of Daozang. Being able to integrate Dao Yun into this ordinary sword move that can no longer be ordinary, this mystery is not simple. ”

"Hmph, what's the big deal! Am I so powerful? It won't be long before I'll be in the realm of order!" retorted to the old man's words with some dissatisfaction, and then showed a look of yearning, "I really think there will be such a mystery." ”

Hearing the young man's words, the old man smiled dumbly, "Do you want to have a competition so much?"

"What?" the barbarian heard his master's words, a little excited and a little skeptical.

"Hahaha, you brute. Looking at the stupid barbarian apprentice, the old man laughed heartily, "The time has come, today, out of the mountain!"

.......

These things are happening all over the world, with temples in India, shamans in Africa, sacrifices in the Amazons, dark and light cults in Europe, and Shikijin in Japan.

The wind finally blew the quiet pool.

At this time, Wang Fan and Gangzi were still in a coma, Gangzi completely lost consciousness, and many internal organs in his body were damaged and bleeding! If he was not treated in time, he was afraid that he would have to return to the bearing space in advance and ask for guilt from the real-world pan-consciousness.

And Wang Fan, this time he was a blessing in disguise, immersed in his own consciousness space, and was in a special stage of absorbing and sorting out information about the real world.

Xu Hui looked at the vacant position of the two in the morning, and did not know the news of the two of them taking leave from the personnel, and she was worried about all kinds of worries. After a few o'clock in the afternoon, I finally couldn't help but call Shangguan, took a leave of absence and rushed to Wang Fan and Gangzi's apartment!