During the heavy rain, thunder and lightning continued.
Dazzling arcs of rain blurred the sky, but even on the distant plains, one could still see that awe-inspiring figure!
The primitive people under the thatched hut prostrated themselves on the ground, with awe appearing in their ignorant eyes for the first time.
"I was born with a burning passion, and I want to compete with God!"
Emperor Laohuang slit his wrist, and blood poured out with the rain, gushing on the ground.
The monk who was walking on the ground paused, looked down at the blood that covered the uppers of his shoes, and flew up to the branches. He looked up at the sky covered by dark clouds, and then stared at the figure in the sky, his eyes horrified.
Even if he doesn't specialize in cause and effect, he can still feel the power of cause and effect densely layered in the world, and under this power, he will...
Emperor Laohuang pulled out a fang from his mouth, threw it into the bloody water, and shouted angrily again, "I was born with fangs, and all beasts will bow down when they see me!"
He inserted his hand into his chest and took out a sternum closest to his heart, "My Lord's people are prosperous, and I wish peace to the human race. With my body and bones, I hope that the human race will break through the physical barriers!"
The bone fell to the ground, blood and water rushed together, and the howling in the vast sky gradually became louder and louder.
A human figure struggled out of the bloody water, with the head of an animal and the body of a human body, wearing blood-red armor!
He raised his hand and made a move, and the fangs and the remaining blood turned into a mace and flew into his hand!
Why "He" and not "she" or "him" or "it"?
Because the moment He appeared, everyone felt the unparalleled divinity. He was the most perfect self imagined by Emperor Laohuang. He had no selfish motives for the sake of the human race!
Venerable Tieqiao suddenly remembered the piece of paper he got from the knife sharpener. On the paper, there was a way to practice the rules, which was to "imagine your future self and act according to your future self until you become that self."
So... His Majesty simply omitted the intermediate steps and created another self?
What Venerable Tieqiao couldn't understand, Monk Yuanyue could understand.
That is everything created by the mind!
Ideology, language, these are not actual substances, but cognitions born from the soul. If you say it exists, it exists. If you think it does not exist, then it does not exist.
Now, Emperor Laohuang has imagined such a perfect "self", and extradited him into reality through the medium of reality such as blood and bones, coupled with the rules of cause and effect manifested here, and appeared in front of everyone!
In other words, under the current circumstances, the illusion created with great piety will become a reality!
Emperor Laohuang, as the creator, also had a moment of enlightenment. He discovered that this place of vitality was fake, but if everyone thought it was true, then it really existed.
Therefore, he had the conjecture of turning reality into reality. He never thought that he would actually create such a statue...existence!
Unconsciously he dropped to the ground and walked towards Him.
He was three feet taller, burlier and more powerful than him. He even felt that He was alive!
Emperor Laohuang stood ten steps away from him and stared at him quietly.
Excitement and melancholy surged back and forth in his chest, and Emperor Laohuang was speechless.
It would be great if it were me...
He suddenly said, "Have you seen enough? I'm leaving."
Emperor Laohuang suddenly jumped out of his own little world and said displeasedly, "I am your creator, where do you want to go?"
"You gave me my nature, but this world gave me life and mission. I have my own responsibilities." He looked up at the sky and reminded, "The world-destroying flood is coming soon. Find a way out as soon as possible."
He turned and disappeared into the forest.
Emperor Laohuang's face trembled, and he secretly cursed this shameless world. After cursing, he couldn't do anything about it. It's bad luck!
However, His appearance proves that if you release your heart's desires, you will achieve something, and you will fulfill the law of attraction.
To prove one more thing, just prove the last one!
He can get out!
Emperor Laohuang held his breath and concentrated on this one, he wanted to prove that appearance is born from the heart, and destiny is created by oneself!
Taoism cultivates the true form, and martial arts cultivates the martial spirit. The true form and martial spirit represent the whole will of the monk and are connected with the destiny.
If he is right, he only needs to sacrifice his martial spirit and be sensed by this world, which will prove that everything in his past has made him who he is now!
boom!
A fierce tiger-shaped beast jumped into the clouds and rain, and its roar shook all directions!
What followed was the sound of the thundering drum in the city lord's palace, boom, boom, boom. After three sounds, a beam of light descended from the sky and surrounded the Emperor of Laohuang.
Emperor Laohuang sensed that this power was trying to pull him out of this world, and he urgently told Master Tieqiao and others, "Follow my method and get out of the world as soon as possible!"
He did not forget to take away the blood tree that he had condensed with his own way. Suddenly, the world changed, and the vast emptiness came into his eyes. He touched his arms and saw that there was an empty tree!
"I'm so angry!" Emperor Laohuang's chest hurt, and he always felt like he was being robbed from the inside out.
Fortunately, he is not without gains. This process of practicing the rules can be regarded as a sharpening of his own way for him. Previously, he was burdened with the pressure of the Soul Clan and had to mediate with Humanity for a long time. Part of the reason why he did not become a quasi-sage was because of Humanity. Those who use their bodies to replenish their souls are not allowed to form a climate.
On the other hand, he walks the human path but is fierce. He vaguely feels that he is deviating from the human eye. Between using his body to repair his soul and the human eye, he has to give up one.
It can be said that he became a human being but was trapped in a human nature.
Now the direction of his path is becoming clearer, and he knows that all his experiences have shaped him into a fierce and diligent beast, and he should use this fierceness to fulfill his imperial duties.
The shackles of the realm have finally been loosened a bit, and sanctification is imminent, but I don’t know what the current situation will be...
As soon as the thought rose, huge quasi-holy consciousnesses rose up in the void, and Emperor Laohuang was caught red-handed.
Immortal way?
Haotian?
He entered Immortal's lair?
"I wonder where friends come from?"
Inquiries came from all directions. Emperor Laohuang calmed down and said, "The Lord of Laohuang Celestial Dynasty accidentally entered this heaven. I have no choice but to leave now."
"Laohuang, since you're here, let's stay."
Several big hands swatted at him at the same time. Emperor Laohuang was shuddered and felt ridiculous. This was not the land that was isolated from the outside world. Here, he had countless beliefs to drive him. How could he be bullied at will?
Emperor Laohuang made a call with his hand, and panic suddenly arose. Where is the power of his faith?
Here Emperor Laohuang left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den, while over there Hua Jianci was still praising him for his good eyesight for breaking out so quickly.
Emperor Laohuang picked a good time. This place has officially entered the virtual reality stage. The fleas on the primitive people and the continuous heavy rain can be regarded as signs.
At this time, the power of cause and effect is unprecedentedly powerful, and all aspects of the mind may come true.
Certain rules are easier to practice.
The strange thing is that the mute scholar didn't stop him.
Hua Jianci hooked her finger, and three drops of blood condensed out of the gloomy rain. These were the blood left by Emperor Laohuang, and she gathered them together.
Blood beads rolled between her plump and white fingers as she deduced the life of Lao Huang. Her eyes fell on the grass swaying in the shower, and seemed to be staring at a certain scene in nowhere.
