A corner of the southeast of the flood wilderness, the land is thousands of miles wide, the people are prosperous, and there are large and small forces distributed, there are sects, countries, and clans, competing and fighting with each other. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After Fang Yuan returned to the Flood Wilderness, he immediately left the North Pole and rushed to this side non-stop. This was because the glow that Fang Yuan had obtained from that piece of red glow, after returning to the Flood Wilderness, immediately became active, automatically changing in combination, communicating with some existence that did not know where.

Fortunately, no matter what time it was, this glow was always wrapped by the light of Da Luo, covering up this exchange fluctuation, so that it was not transmitted and leaked to outsiders. As for Liansheng, she should not have been discovered. Because this projection of Liansheng does not have the charm of Da Luo's level.

Attaining Da Luo's cultivation, everything about him contains the mysteries of Da Luo, even if it is just an insignificant projection, this is the information that Fang Yuan once obtained from rummaging through the Pangu Yuan Spirit, and some introductions to Da Luo.

The mystery of Da Luo, even if it is only a trace, even if it is deliberately restrained, there are still many traces, showing this level of perfection and freedom, which is different, for a cultivator who embarks on the path of cultivation, even if he can't really understand it, as long as he sees it, he can't take his eyes off. That kind of perfection and freedom is the attraction of the origin and the pursuit of life.

The direction indicated by the glow light was in the southeast, but there was no more accurate information, Fang Yuan felt that it might be blocked by the light of Da Luo.

Communication is mutual, and if it is too precise, perhaps more traces of that unknown presence will be revealed and perceived. After all, this is the information from the source of the dead. The dead underworld is the lotus birth, and there are too many revelations, even if the lotus life has not yet advanced to Daluo, it is possible to perceive it, and it is not to be careless.

Therefore, Fang Yuan didn't force anything, but searched for it alone in this southeast, if he got close, he should be able to sense something different.

After all, this glow is the level of Da Luo, this realm, in today's flood wilderness, but at the top level, even the light of Da Luo in Fang Yuan only locks this glow inside, instead of destroying and absorbing it, which can be seen.

With the existence of this level, how can there be any signal that is unstable and needs to be buffered? There is no strange feeling coming, naturally there is no there, not that there is no signal that has not yet been transmitted. Maybe the fetal membranes of heaven and earth can cut off this communication, but the light of Da Luo is obviously not good, otherwise it will not cover up the fluctuations, but cut off, or even replace.

In ten years, Fang Yuan has walked through almost every place in the southeast, although every place is in a hurry, like a dragonfly touching the water, not staying for much time, but also leaving a lot of stories.

As the map shrinks in pieces, so does the undetermined territory.

On this day, Fang Yuan came to a certain area.

This is a mixed area, an area bordered by several forces, although there is an order on the surface, but it is the open and secret struggle of these forces, competing with each other.

Panshan, the territory of the Hydra King, has gathered a large number of scales and armor of the younger generations, roaring all over the place, proud of the wind and clouds.

The Feather Immortal Palace, however, is the territory of the winged clan, and there is no king among them, but a union formed in a form similar to a sect.

There is also a city away from fire, but it is a country, a country dominated by the human race, a real and native human race.

When Fang Yuan stepped into the junction of these three directions, the glow of light within Da Luo was a little bit on the trembling fluctuations, and he was immediately noticed. Fang Yuan knew that he was already close to his goal, somewhere in this area, there must be a path to that place, so he showed a trace of resonance with that glow, revealing such a distinct sign.

Where the hell is it?

Fang Yuan calmed down and put all his mind into Da Luo, merging with that rays of light, leaving only the instincts of his body to operate. The mind is carefully sensing, capturing the fluctuations and changes of the subtleties, dissecting the mysteries, trying to analyze the information hidden in it about the unknown existence.

It seems to be a day or two, and it seems to be a year or two, or it is better like a billion trillion years. Time is blurred again, becoming unpredictable, and seems to move at will.

Just the mind touching this glow is the ability to distort time so easily, whether it is reality or the mind, to be able to withstand such a magnitude, the wind and clouds stretch and extend, it is an incredible ability.

You must know that Fang Yuan is an immortal consummation, he is already an existence that has begun to advance towards a true immortal, this kind of existence to observe the world, not just relying on eyes and ears. To be able to distort the perception of such an being, so that it cannot distinguish between the true and the false and the real in the external world, requires real-time inclusion of all aspects of that person, whether it is the physical structure, the way of thinking, or the life experience, only when it is omnipresent, can it be omnipresent.

Feel the vibration of matter, feel the ripples of space, feel the erosion and extension of time, feel the change and transfer of fortune, and feel the adjustment and change of the law...... For a cultivator, these are like the eyes and ears of a mortal, and they are the benefits of his long-term cultivation, just like the reaction of instinct. Perhaps due to the different levels, there are differences in precision and sensitivity, but they are by no means comparable to ordinary people.

For an immortal, it is just a matter of adjusting the perspective and squinting his eyes slightly, and looking directly at the law is just rubbing his eyes, ignoring the shells that he has been accustomed to in the past, and looking directly at the source. Immortals don't need to open any heavenly eyes to be able to see the truth, and the essence of their lives has already been promoted step by step to that incredible level.

The difference between the immortals and the abyss.

What are immortals, and what are immortals?

Immortals come up from weak and ordinary people, step by step. This is good, but it also has its disadvantages. In the past, they were often able to restrain them unconsciously, and these past habits, experiences, senses, and preferences were influenced invisibly and silently, so it was they themselves who blinded their essential abilities, immortals, and half of them were human. Only when they carry out everything they practice, and are no longer bound by the mundane past, can they come true.

From the mortal to the top is the immortal, and the born is the god.

Immortals are really sacred, cultivating immortals and seeking truth is God's quest for holiness.

Embarking on the path of cultivation is to start out of the ordinary. Practice, to the end, is almost always for the sake of transcendence and self-achievement.

Life is evolving and moving forward all the time, and the difference in amplitude is only a difference in the scale of observation and contrast. People laugh at mayflies and don't know the spring and autumn, and the vast galaxy that has been circling for hundreds of millions of years is laughing at those weak lives?

There are people outside the mountains, there are people outside the sky, there are heavens outside the sky, there are endless outside the sky, and there are fine dust inside the dust.

(The idea is intermittent, and I can't write this plot, so I have to introduce what everyone thinks is the difference between immortals and gods, which is limited to this book.) ）