It's a scorching July, and it's a scorching summer.

Off the coast of Anguo, next to the coastline, the wind drum waves beat the reef, and the white mist rose, like a curtain cloud rising from the ground into the sky, but in this uproar, there was a blue-haired boy sitting on the white beach, quietly watching the tide rise and fall.

"Senior...... When will I be back? ”

With a long sigh, the young man in ordinary coarse linen clothes played with the sand beside his hand, watching the fine sand slip from his fingers, and then twisted and vibrated in the silver-white spiritual power, turning into a fluctuating curve: "Say that your body has awakened, and then ask me to wait here for a while, and suddenly disappear - how long has it been." ”

To be honest, Wang Qing really couldn't remember how long he had been waiting, about more than ten hours, or had it been more than a whole day? Even the sunrise and sunset, the ebb and flow, he had watched back and forth...... It's been too long.

However, he is not bored, the waves of the sea are just a constant repetition for others, but for Wang Qing, this is the perfect entry point to experience the wonder of 'fluctuations'.

"Up and down, accumulate strength, rise with the trend, and fall in response to the ......"

Wang Qing frowned and thought about the essence of his spiritual power and the power of fluctuations: "No, these are too superficial, they need a more essential understanding, the waves of the waves are just metaphysical fluctuations, not real waves." ”

So he fell back into thought.

Carry the aura, transform the spiritual power, contemplate its essence, meditate on its form...... Endure the stinging pain brought by external energy, and experience the feeling of foreign objects entering the body in heaven and earth. Cultivation is indeed a very tiring and painful task.

But that's nothing. Because Wang Qing knew that by doing such an act, he could gain strength.

Men are very strange creatures, from childhood to adolescence, from youth to adulthood, in the process of growing up. All 'immaturity' will naturally disappear...... I don't want to eat candy, I don't want toys, I don't want to play ghost hunting. I don't want to go on an outing, but even so, even if I grow up like this, I can't change my nature.

If you fight, you don't want to lose to others.

Strength.

It's all about this stuff at the end of the day.

Delicacies. Wine. Beauty, money, status, fame, everything can be discarded.

For Wang Qing, for this teenager who lost his parents since he was a child and grew up alone next to the mighty sea, he only needs one thing.

He only needs one thing in his life - that's it.

Strength.

I never stopped fighting. I never stopped working hard, even if I used the only money I had to buy expensive books. Working hard to learn the language on his own, trying his best to exercise his body, and enduring the ridicule of others, all in order to become a cultivator and have a way to gain strength.

Others always say that they are immortal, rich and powerful, and their cultivation seems to be for this kind of superficial thing, which really makes people laugh out loud, and the weak always refuse to admit what they really think in their hearts, and want to use other means and methods to express it in a roundabout way.

If you want to become a cultivator, isn't it just to become stronger?

Whether it is a fisherman or a farmer, whether it is a scholar or an official, even a ** and a beggar, a soldier and an emperor, they, they, they, if these people have the power of a cultivator from the beginning, what power and appearance, what money and talent, are all so insignificant, they are all things that can be given up immediately, even if they want to realize their dreams, they will use their own strength instead of these mortal things.

Everything is a derivation of power, a substitute created because there is no power, and so is power, and so is money.

If there is a strong, strongest, unprecedentedly strong force, what will not be without? What will not be obtained? At that time, those things that are small, not enough to be praised, even if they are placed in front of him, he will disdain them.

Wang Qing, this young man, the world in his heart thinks so, and he thinks like this.

That's why Wang Qingcai is grateful, so grateful to Gao Chuan.

How can we describe the emotions that drummed in the hearts of senior Takakawa when he made himself a cultivator?

Spiritual power circulates in the body, and an unprecedented sense of satisfaction fills the heart, which is completely indescribable in words, as if being reborn again, and the so-called re-creation of parents is no more so.

Even if it was a casual experiment, he didn't give it to heart, but it is undeniable that Gao Chuan handed over the source of power to change his fate to Wang Qing, who wanted to change his fate.

Because of this, just Gao Chuan's casual words, the boy will continue to wait, no matter how long it takes.

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The form of matter and energy is changed to form various natural and man-made phenomena, such as wind, fire, thunder, lightning, earth, water, gold and wood, and the same is true for movement and action.

This is the realm of transformation.

By reconstructing existing matter into another substance, and converting existing energy into another form of energy, all things are like toys.

This is the realm of composition.

The form of matter is reproduced with pure information simulation, the nature of energy is fictionally described, and the beginning of the world is re-enacted.

This is the realm of creation.

Gao Chuan is systematically inducting, thinking about the power he has, informatizing it step by step, and summarizing the three realms by himself.

Before Jindan, it was a realm of transformation, whether it was manipulating gravity, condensing mass points, or dissociating everything and turning it into elementary particles, it could not escape this category.

Only after touching the threshold of Jindan, being able to fission the nucleus, shattering the basic of this substance, and converting it into pure energy, can it be regarded as a beginner in the realm of composition.

As for the realm of creation...... It's just an idea, a 'realm of possibilities' deduced from the observation of fragments of information revealed by the Divine Consciousness cultivators and the Abi-level demons.

Further up, it is no longer a level that can be explained by logic.

The black cave sky is very bright.

Although it does not have a name, the characteristics are unusually obvious.

The hills stood tall in the wind, and the dust and mist were blown to the end of this small world.

It seems to be a chaotic scene, but in Gao Chuan's eyes, it is clearly organized.

After three moments, this mote will change direction due to the wind blowing from the left, and hit another mote, and these motes will change the trajectory of other motes......

This swirling wind will roll up a total of 278,651 dust particles on the ground, and their trajectory will be changed by the other 39 wind currents, and these wind currents will also roll up the dust, and the dust will collide with each other, and finally fall on the trajectory......

He saw everything clearly, and calculated it clearly.

In this information-based world, Takakawa is almost omniscient.

He is the first driving force of this cave sky, the first cause, the first force of change is generated by him, when the first wind begins to blow up the dust, Gao Chuan is calculating the trajectory of everything, the data, and predicting the future situation of the world.

In this limited and small world, there is no secret for Gao Chuan, no matter which dust in any corner, there is no secret for him, and even the trajectory after a hundred years, he can easily report the answer.

This is Takakawa's practice today.

We coordinate all the information and calculate the world, and prepare for the further development of the compositional realm.

As long as you devour more matter and add more variables to this world, the difficulty of calculation will increase exponentially, and the power will become more and more powerful......

But now, he felt a sense of his own.

In an instant, Takakawa analyzed and understood it all.

"I see, I was so lucky to find a person of my kind. ”

With a deep groan, Gao Chuan couldn't help but show a smile: "Such an experience, such a thought, no wonder I will be interested in the path of imparting his strength......"

"It just so happens that I have a new thought about the path of cultivation, but now I am already in the Jindan realm, the realm of composition, and the method and power of the transformation realm can no longer be experimented...... Just enough for him to give it a try. ”

"However, the vicinity of Anguo is really a bit dangerous, although the Ah Nose level demon seems to have been taken away by the power of divine will, but it is undeniable that there may be remnants, take him back to Xishan first. (To be continued.) )