When he reached the realm of a grandmaster, he could already vaguely feel the changes in the rules of heaven and earth, especially the great grandmaster from the Xuanji Sect, who knew the rules very well.

As the old saying goes, even if you haven't eaten pork, you haven't seen a pig run.

But for Miaowei, he had just run past the pig in front of him, and he really hadn't seen it.

So his stunned expression was a little cute, making him look not like a great grandmaster who was born at the top of the Xihe Instrument Dao, but like a hillbilly who was fresh in everything.

It's no wonder that he, those races that have already begun to explore the void, don't know each other, and can comfort himself by saying that it's just because the king in front of him has a pair of Infinite Divine Pupils, and Xihe is the only one.

But the rules for dividing the space of divine materials are also blind, and there is really no excuse.

So what Miaowei can do is to frantically retrieve memories, but no matter how to search the books in the memory hall and flip through the memories of the flat body, I can't find a place that matches the scene in front of me.

It is not only the light that unfolds at the intersection of the divine light and the cloth, but the nine partitions of the space that belong to the smoke cloth of the phaseless, but this partition is not a partition, because each piece of fabric that is separated is only separated in front of his eyes, and the space is essentially connected.

It's as if there is a great power that spreads out the space in which the god is located, but remains intact.

This is a rule realm that Miaowei has never seen or even thought of, so the rosacea old Taoist priest looked at the ten-layer Luo Yan cloth unfolded in front of him, and had to keep swallowing saliva, his eyes were full of horror.

Just when the turbulent waves were surging in Lao Dao's heart, Tang Luo faintly extinguished the divine light, returned to his usual appearance, spread his palm forward, and sent the divine material space that had been separated nine times forward, and said with a smile: "The matter is man-made, since there is already the most suitable one, it is good to overcome the remaining difficulties, what does the Dao Chief think?"

There is nothing more striking than reality.

For Miaowei Zhenren, refining is never a difficulty, his red cloud gourd is one of the best refining magic weapons of Dayuan Peak, as for drawing the spirit array and engraving the instrument effect divine pattern, it is even more lightweight.

Most of his attention was focused on the study of the divine material, but this was already the tenth time he had painted it, and he still hadn't figured out why the divine material, which had been clearly separated, was constantly connected.

The Taoist with the nose of rosacea was faintly aware that if he could understand the subtlety of the rules of this space, it would be of great benefit to the way to the other side.

As Tang Luo, who dominates the rules of space, it is naturally not difficult to see that Miaowei has divided more energy into thinking, but he has no intention of stopping it.

Because he knew that not to mention that Miaowei Zhenren had not yet achieved the other side at this time, even if he really took that step, it would be too much for him to study this.

But this is how things are in the world, the greatest gains are always drawn from the greatest difficulties, and Miaowei's immersion is a good thing for him, and even Tang Luo is willing to give some convenience.

"Eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind are the means and obstacles to the cognition of matter;

Space can hold matter, but after it is contained, is the space still there?

If the space is still there, how does it exist, and how should it be felt? ”

The so-called true transmission of a sentence, false transmission of thousands of books.

At a certain level, the source of enlightenment is just a small thought.

What's more, it was Tang Luo's idea of pointing directly at the avenue.

Like a giant earthquake of the macro bell, Miaowei is like being in a dream, the six senses and six senses are far away, and there is only a trance of self-nature.

For two whole days, I woke up from the dream, and I was still deep in the dean's room, but the dean was gone, and there was only the thin piece of cicada wings in front of me, revealing colorful materials.

Pick it up and feel it hard, but the ten instrumental effects of the divine pattern have been engraved in it, but the spiritual source circulation does not interfere, as if it is natural.

......

The clouds are sparse and the moon is bright, Chixia Mountain, Yunluo Garden

The man holding the doll was swaying back and forth in front of the window, Yunxiu's face was touched by coquettishness, and she was also a little helpless: "Shallow is very well-behaved, and the concubine doesn't need help here." You still go and see Miaowei Daochang, tomorrow is the day when Mu Man sets off, if Miaowei Daoist can't wake up, don't be afraid of delaying the casting of the divine armor. ”

Putting the little doll that moved his nose in his arms, Tang Luo was not worried: "Sometimes you have to have it in your life, and you can't force it in your life." The road is chosen by oneself, and it doesn't matter if you have armor or not. ”

"It's a hard mouth. ”

Yun Xiu covered her mouth and chuckled, "If you really don't care so much, why do you have to spend so much effort to persuade the Dao Master to forge the Divine Armor." In the end, this is the first disciple to go out to seek the Tao, just like Yang Fan, he must have high hopes. ”

"Unsatisfactory things are often the norm, and failure is the norm. ”

Tang Luo, who walked to the end of the house, hugged his daughter and turned back, and said confidently: "High hopes are high hopes, whether it succeeds or not depends on himself, and others can't help him." In a few days, I will have to take the children to Middle-earth, and whether the trip is successful or not, it will be very busy after that. It's still there, and if you can help you take care of the children for a while, you'll be on your own. ”

"The concubine is reluctant to give up her husband. ”

The woman said coquettishly, wanting to hide the worry in her eyes with coquettishness: "Zhongzhou is so far away, I don't know how long it will take to come and go, why doesn't my husband travel in Longzhou, it's also a lot more convenient." ”

"Because the appearance of all beings in Longzhou is too ordinary. ”

Tang Luo, who had already walked to the bed, stretched out his hand, twisted Yunxiu's shoulders and neck, relaxed the muscles she was holding because of worry, and explained with a smile: "Zhongzhou represents the highest degree of military civilization in Xihe, and more importantly, unlike the concept of Wusheng Mountain's inaction, the civilization of Zhongzhou is shaped by the Divine Court, since you want to see all living beings, this is a stroke that cannot be crossed." ”

"What's more, looking at the Holy Land of the Xihe Sect today, the only one who has really made achievements in the void is the An Clan Divine Court. If the other party is willing to cooperate with us, it can really save a lot of energy. ”

Yun Xiu was a little surprised: "Husband wants to cooperate with the An Divine Court?"

"Why not, the Divine Court sits on the most glorious and rich land in Xihe, has the most abundant and rare resources, and even the reserve of the strong is the first in Xihe, if you want to do something that is beneficial to the whole of Xihe today, shouldn't you cooperate with such a force?"

While talking, Tang Luo carefully put his sleeping daughter into the small wooden bed, looked at the little feet that were about to step on the wooden railing, and whispered to himself: "The little guy is growing quite fast, and the bed is going to be changed again." ”

Xiao Qianqian in the dream seemed to hear his father's criticism, snorted and turned around, and turned over to show his disdainful little red fart.

"Hey, the sleeping appearance is quite individual. ”

Reaching out to pull the little blanket onto the doll, Tang Luo turned his head and saw his wife's worried expression in a flash.