Or the beginning of everything is chaos, and the end of everything is chaos.
My soul seems to be frozen, and every thought is sluggish, difficult, and heavy.
Jiang Wang forgot many things.
Gradually I can't remember where I am, why I came, and where I'm going.
His heart was very heavy. I want to slow down, slow down again... I want to sleep.
He was very tired. He was like a tight string that never relaxed for a moment.
I can't stand it any longer.
He wanted to fall down. He didn't care about anything and just fell down.
But for some reason, there is always a faint resistance in my heart.
I am here, what am I resisting?
he thought hard.
"Brother, are we still going home?"
"We have no home."
"Then Brother Rucheng, Brother Linghe, Brother Azhan, Senior Brother Tang Dun, sir...are they still there?"
"Brother doesn't know. Maybe they escaped too, but they just weren't in the same direction as us."
"Oh. Then we can go find them."
"The world is too big. Once we are separated, we may never be found again."
"Then when I grow up, I'll go look for it with you."
"……good."
"elder brother?"
"Brother is here."
Brother, here you are.
Brother will take you to find them.
If the soul is completely dark, then in the deepest part of the soul, there is an unquenchable fire, whispering softly.
The fire was faint.
"Brother is here."
"Brother will take you there."
The fire flickered, struggled, and teetered.
It seems to be extinguished at any moment, but amazingly, it is always burning.
This is the initial spark.
Iron will, rock-like persistence.
There is no one in front of you and nothing behind you. He held himself up, and continued to burn without falling.
Burning, burning...
"If it weren't for Mr. Jiang, how would we survive?"
"I will never forget Mr. Jiang Wang's great kindness."
"Please God, let Mr. Jiang stay in Qingyang Town forever."
"Your Majesty, the faithful woman prays for Mr. Jiang, hoping that he will live forever and enjoy blessings forever."
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The sound coming from nowhere resounded in this world.
In other words, they have always existed, but it is only in the world in the red mirror that they become so clear.
There were all kinds of names, but they all reached Jiang Wang's ears.
A child's voice prayed like this -
"Ginger Bodhisattva, I wish you good health." (1)
At first the world was dark, then there was fire, and then there was light.
Fire is the beginning of life.
Humans use fire to cook food, use fire to drive away cold, and use fire to light up the night.
Countless wishes are countless lights.
The light in the depths of Jiang Wang's soul seemed to be slowly growing stronger, and finally it was no longer dying.
Peace, peace.
Jiang Wang's mind began to spin with difficulty.
Gradually revive the five senses.
Finally, a voice sounded from the bottom of my heart——
"The Lord of the Fountain Cave of the Blessed Land has determined the challenge. Do you accept the challenge?"
Jiang Wang suddenly realized that it was already July 15th, and it was the day to challenge Taixu Illusion Realm Blessed Land.
The so-called thought moves faster than sound or thunder and lightning.
However, Jiang Wang put in 120% of his efforts and finally allowed himself to change his mind - "Accept the challenge!"
The cold and ubiquitous Taiyin Star Power instantly enveloped him, and his soul was directly brought into the Taixu Illusion Realm, appearing in front of his opponent in this blessed land challenge.
The soul is relaxed!
All coldness, stiffness, sluggishness, and numbness disappeared.
Only after losing it did I realize how free and beautiful the original state of the soul was!
Jiang Wang didn't even have time to see his opponent clearly, so he just said hastily: "Thank you!"
He immediately admitted his defeat and left the illusion of Taixu. The opponent was left standing there with a stunned look on his face.
The soul that had returned to its full glory reappeared in the snowy world in the red mirror. The nine simulated galaxies in the soul rotated together, and seemingly endless power began to surge.
Jiang Wang opened his eyes and soared into the sky from under the thick snow!
All I saw was the white snow under my feet and the blue sky - the snow had stopped!
[Flying snow calamity disappears].
The voice as cold as a frost knife seemed to be sighing.
[The beauty is not old yet].
Starting from Jiang Wang's feet, the white snow gradually recedes, the permafrost melts, the spring breeze occurs, the green grass sprouts and sways with joy.
Jiang Wang's soul turned around and he had returned to his real body.
He didn't have time to adapt to his body that had been stiff for so long, and he fell into a dazed mood.
If something is lost, if something is gained.
From the time he entered the red makeup mirror at the end of June to July 15th, he endured the snowstorm for a full twenty days!
Twenty days and nights.
If it weren't for his amazing perseverance and persistence, with his current strength, I'm afraid that the fire of the soul would have been extinguished in the snowstorm.
If it weren't for the entire Qingyang Town, the thoughts and wishes of tens of thousands of people, and the light spots that could be called "blessings" and "merits" that nourished and supported his soul, he wouldn't have been able to persist for so long. .
Finally, we waited for the challenge day of Taixu Illusion, and waited until the mysterious Taixu Illusion issued an invitation to face the challenge.
A drink and a peck are the fruits of what one has done and what one has sought.
Jiang Wang felt lost for a while before he started to move his body.
Fortunately, the nine galactic vortexes are always turning, and the star-wrapped snake never rests. But what he actually cared about the most, the Mingzhu, stayed in place during this period and did not move.
Jiang Wang regained control of his body in an instant. He got out of bed with one step, and his bones made a popping sound. By the second step, his body had adapted.
boom!
Break forward and enter.
Seeing Jiang Wang standing in front of the bed, he just blinked his eyes and said, "He's still alive."
Then he turned and left.
The sharp sword energy that broke out at the moment of breaking the goal made Jiang Wang stunned. He had always had high expectations for the future, but now he found that he seemed to have underestimated this person.
He twisted his neck and grinned: "My end is not here."
Dugu Xiao, Zhu Biqiong, and Zhang Hai came over to greet them one after another after learning about Jiang Wang's awakening. Jiang Wang talked to them, got a general idea of what was going on in the town during this period, and then locked himself in the room again.
Since the Feixue Tribulation is a test, there must be gains after the test.
However, there was no prompt on the red makeup mirror, so Jiang Wang could only explore by himself.
He entered the red mirror again with his physical body and found that the world space in the mirror had indeed become larger, turning into a circle five steps away. Outside the circle is still a white and insurmountable area, but inside the circle you can move freely.
The range that the red makeup mirror can detect has also expanded to the limit of five miles. The mirror image created by the red makeup mirror can also appear in this range.
It is obvious that the scope of exploration by the red makeup mirror is positively related to the space occupied by the physical body in the world in the mirror. One step is about a mile.
He expected that the situation would be different if he entered the red makeup mirror with his soul again - but he did not dare to try this again for fear that he would be in trouble if he entered.
This is the importance of famous teachers. It can guide students in the right direction on the path of spiritual practice. The taboos and dangers of some magical instruments will also be informed to disciples, which greatly prevents practitioners from seeking death.
There is no use saying this now.
Jiang Wang has not forgotten his original purpose of entering the world in the red makeup mirror.
The effect of the red mirror became stronger, but the results didn't seem to change, and it still didn't seem to help.
But Jiang Wang always felt that the changes brought about by the Feixue Tribulation were not that simple.
In other words, the gains after Feixue's disaster are not just in the red mirror.
So.
He looked at himself.
Twenty days had passed in the real world, and in the snowy world in the mirror, which was too long to count, what had the Feixue Tribulation brought him?
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Note (1): The original sentence comes from the modern poem "The First Prayer", "Bodhisattva, I wish you good health."
Lewen
