The light is absorbed faster and faster.
Brahma's cultivation level also began to get higher and higher, getting closer and closer to the great saint.
And Xuanqing is still missing...
In the Yuan World, all the creatures stared blankly at the white light disappearing in the sky, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
The white light is getting less and less. The power of the Yuan World can see beyond the white light and see the extremely huge "swastika" symbol.
All the great powers in the Yuan world feel the powerful attraction.
The attraction born from the vortex created by that symbol.
It's like the vortex will absorb them!
When the light was only ten thousand miles away, the great power of the Yuan world finally saw the human form.
The figure of Brahma has grown to a thousand miles!
It is no longer the previous dharma body or incarnation, but a pure figure, thousands of miles huge!
Great terror arose in the hearts of the great powers of the Yuan World. For a moment, the powerful powers chose to flee away one after another.
That's right, that vortex and that huge body all mean that it will swallow everything!
If you don't run away, you'll have no chance!
Even some high mountains in the Yuan World have been swept by the whirlpool and are flying towards the whirlpool.
Silently, those mountains were wiped away by the whirlpool, turned into light spots, and merged into the body of Brahma.
…
Xuanqing slowly opened his eyes.
It's warm and really comfortable.
What he pressed on his palm was young but hard grass. The fragrance of the green grass stimulated Xuanqing's nose.
Xuan Qing covered the sun with his palms and turned over lazily.
Suddenly, Xuan Qing stood up straight and looked at the scene around him in shock.
Grass, yard, sun...
Behind you are familiar houses, and in the distance are high-rise buildings...
This, isn't this his suburban home in the 21st century?
Xuan Qing walked in one direction in a daze.
It smells like barbecue.
Is anyone having a barbecue?
Xuanqing doesn't care.
He just wanted to see a living person.
Could it be said that everything is his imagination?
Or rather, a dream?
Is everything I experienced in the primitive world and the sea of chaos a dream?
The dream he had while sleeping on the grass in the sun?
Xuanqing tried to push it, but there was no response.
He clenched his fists hard, and his nails dug into his palms, causing a slight pain.
Yes, he is a mortal now.
Is everything really a dream?
After realizing this, Xuan Qing's heart was shrouded in boundless sadness.
Everything he experienced in the Great Desolate World and the Sea of Chaos was so vivid and vivid in his mind.
During the nights he spent with Queen Mother Xi, all the feelings were so real.
There are also those disciples who know how to cause trouble if they don’t obey orders...
A variety of colorful fairies...
"Come on, come sit down and try my handiwork!"
The sound reached Xuan Qing's ears.
Xuan Qing looked up and saw a familiar person.
who is it?
Xuanqing couldn't remember.
Besides, Xuan Qing was still immersed in the sadness that everything was just a dream, and sat down beside the plastic table numbly.
That's right, plastic tables and chairs...
Kebabs were served on an iron plate.
"Try it and see if it suits your taste!"
Xuan Qing picked up a bunch blankly, calmed down the sadness in his heart, raised his head and asked: "Where is my family?"
It should be a friend from the city that the family invited over to play together, right?
This man is tall and has a square face. At first glance, he gives off a strong and handsome look.
But at this moment, the other person was smiling and flipping the skewers skillfully, giving people the feeling of a friendly uncle.
The big man flipped the skewers and said with a smile: "If you want them to come, they will come."
Xuanqing frowned...
What do you mean, if I want them to come, they will come?
Could it be said that I am a saint and my thoughts come true directly?
More than that, it must be in harmony with the way of heaven!
Shaking his head with a self-deprecating smile, Xuan Qing took a dull bite of the barbecue.
Xuan Qing didn't miss his family very much, he just asked casually when he met a stranger.
He was still immersed in the sadness of the dream.
As for the taste of grilled skewers, Xuanqing couldn't taste it at all.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Xuan Qing's mind.
Biting into the skewers, Xuan Qing's eyes were dull and his body was trembling.
He slowly raised his head and looked at the big man who was skillfully flipping the skewers.
He remembered the source of the familiar feeling!
Great God Pangu!
When he was in Xuandu City, Patriarch Hongjun showed himself to be the Great God Pangu!
Because the great god Pangu at that time was a giant standing tall on the sky and the earth.
The Great God Pangu at this time was just a big man flipping skewers, so Xuan Qing didn't contact him at the first time.
The more I think about it, the more it sounds like...
No, it's not more similar, it's exactly the same.
Teng!
Xuan Qing suddenly stood up, the chair behind him fell to the ground, Xuan Qing looked at the big man intently.
The big man turned his head and asked with a smile: "What's wrong? Does it not suit your taste? What kind of food do you like? I can bake it for you again."
When the words came to his lips, Xuan Qing didn't know how to speak.
It's really because everything in front of me is too real.
Xuanqing felt that his thoughts were similar to those of a psychopath.
In a dream...
People say that dreams are very creative and so on.
In fact, dreams, as subconscious minds, have no creativity at all.
The person who appears in the dream must have been seen in reality.
The scenes that appeared must have been seen on TV or in real life, or something that came to mind while reading a book while awake.
It is even said that before the advent of color television, human dreams were all in black and white, which shows that dreams are less creative.
So, the Great God Pangu he had met...
Maybe he met the big man before going to bed, and then in his dream, he turned into Pangu?
Fortunately there's no one else!
Xuanqing held the skewers, stared at the big man, and asked tentatively: "Great God Pangu?"
The big man was still flipping the skewers and asked without looking back: "What?"
"No, it's okay..." Xuan Qing forced a smile and waved the skewers in his hands.
The big man kept moving, and after a while he had another plate of skewers, Shuangzhuo, wiped his hands on his apron, sat down opposite Xuan Qing and said, "Why don't you eat?"
Xuanqing forced a smile, sat down, picked up the skewers, and chewed mechanically, still digesting the endless emotions.
The big man actually enjoyed his meal.
Put your hands on it!
One hand is grilling skewers, the other hand is drinking, and we are eating happily.
Soon, all the skewers in front of the big man were destroyed. Then he looked at the skewers on Xuanqing's plate and smiled sheepishly.
A bit honest.
Xuanqing smiled and pushed the plate in front of him to the other party.
The big man started eating and drinking again.
After at least fifty skewers of meat were eaten by the big man, he smartly started to clean them up.
Xuanqing was still in a daze while holding the cup.
After a while, Xuan Qing brought the cup to his mouth and took a symbolic sip.
Familiar taste...
Xuanqing's pupils suddenly opened wide, staring at the drink in the cup in disbelief.
