Zhou Wen only felt endless power pouring into his body. That power was pervasive and filled every cell of his body.
Even the soul seemed to be injected with vitality by that power, and his thinking became extremely active.
Zhou Wen's eyes seemed to see many things in an instant, and everything in front of him quickly enlarged in his pupils.
In his eyes, the invisible dust looked bigger than a skyscraper, and countless bacteria were flying in swarms before his eyes like giant monsters.
It was getting bigger and bigger, and it was getting more and more incredible. Soon Zhou Wen couldn't even see the bacteria, because the bacteria were so big in his eyes that he could no longer see the whole thing.
The tiny world is constantly displayed in front of Zhou Wen's eyes, with dazzling lights, and the whole world seems to have turned into repeated changes of light and darkness.
That terrifying energy is changing the flaws in Zhou Wen's body, correcting his mistakes in the smallest detail.
Zhou Wen's body is being changed, his strength is also being modified, and everything is developing in the most perfect direction.
No matter how perfect a person is, if you look at it enlarged, he will become less perfect.
No matter how perfect a work of art is, if you look at it magnified, there are countless flaws.
"Ancient Emperor Sutra... Did I practice it wrong?... Little Prajna... Did I practice it wrong? Demon God's Bloodline Illustration... Did I practice it wrong again?" Zhou Wen felt that the power in his body was constantly being transformed, and everything They are all moving towards perfection.
"Am I wrong?" Zhou Wen felt his body becoming more and more perfect, but his expression became more and more strange.
Yes, he was not perfect and made many mistakes.
But should errors really disappear? At least Zhou Wen doesn't think so.
People do not exist because they are correct. Zhou Wen feels that it is precisely because of those mistakes that people exist.
Absolute perfection and absolute correctness are the same, but mistakes give life its own identity.
"If I were asked to choose between the perfect me and the flawed me, I would choose to keep the imperfect self." Zhou Wen's eyes became more and more determined, and the Immortal Sutra was running crazily, using his own power to fight against the power of heaven and earth. Preventing that terrifying power from baptizing his body.
Life is like a painting, and mistakes are like pens. Absolutely perfect lines are not paintings, but a few strokes that are out of line are the memory of the entire life.
Every vitality technique Zhou Wen practices is not perfect, and he has gone through the wrong path, but those mistakes contain his insights and understandings. If these mistakes disappear, then what use will his insights and understandings have.
If everyone is on the right path, there will be no path.
"Under destiny, I am for myself." The human realm roared crazily in Zhou Wen's body, trying to swallow up the power of destiny that baptized the body.
"Although the world is big, I only choose one." Zhou Wen harnessed the terrifying power and charged in the only direction.
boom!
The body of the bloody villain exploded like plasma, and the game screen turned black.
"As expected?" Zhou Wen smiled, but didn't take it to heart.
He wanted to advance to the apocalypse, but not in that way.
Opening the Heavenly Mandate Platform copy again, Zhou Wen once again walked onto the Heavenly Mandate Platform and accepted the baptism of the Heavenly Mandate Platform.
Failure, failure, failure again.
Time and time again, every promotion to the apocalypse ends in failure. It seems that with imperfect body and strength, it is really impossible to advance to the apocalypse.
Zhou Wen still stubbornly continued. Maybe his choice was wrong, but so what, at least he still had a chance to come back.
"My little ancestor, run slower." Li Xuan felt as if his legs were going numb as he followed Ya'er who was running all over the street.
He vowed that when looking for a wife in the future, the first criterion would be whether the wife could take care of the children, which he couldn't bear.
At this moment, Li Xuan seemed to be able to understand the hardships his mother had to bring him up.
"It's hard to take care of the child." Ya'er entered a store. Li Xuan finally sat down on a chair outside the store to rest for a while, but suddenly he heard someone talking behind him.
"Are you talking to me?" Li Xuan turned around and saw a man sitting behind him, smiling at him.
"It seems like there are only two of us here." The man smiled.
"That's right." Li Xuan nodded and said, "It is indeed difficult to take care of children, but fortunately they are not my children."
"If it's your child, it won't be a problem. As long as it's your child, no matter how much trouble she gets into, someone will take responsibility for her. It's a pity that she is not your child." The man looked regretful.
"What do you mean?" Li Xuan frowned and stared at the man. He had long felt that something was wrong with this man.
"It's time for the Li family to have a heir, so you have to hurry up." The man said.
"Who are you? If you keep talking nonsense like this, don't blame me for being rude." Li Xuan stood up, terrifying power spreading in his body, ready to strike with thunder at any time.
"Then let me see how rude you can be." The man said, still smiling.
Without saying a word, Li Xuan's fist, wrapped in a carapace, instantly arrived in front of the man.
But the next second, Li Xuan's pupils shrank sharply, with a look of horror on his face.
The man stretched out a finger and blocked his fist, preventing his fist from moving any further.
Li Xuan's shock was not trivial. Although his punch was controlled with force and he did not intend to kill anyone, it was not something that ordinary people could bear.
The opponent actually blocked his fist with only one finger, which made him extremely horrified.
Li Xuan moved his fist again, hitting the man with even more violent force.
The man stretched out his finger and pressed his fist again, and Li Xuan's fist was blocked again.
Li Xuan punched out both fists, bringing up phantoms one after another, which shrouded the man like a thousand-armed Guanyin. However, all the attacks were resolved by the man with one finger. He didn't even move while sitting there.
"Not bad!" Looking at the panting Li Xuan, the man praised him.
When Li Xuan heard these words, he felt great irony. His eyes narrowed, and his whole body was wrapped in a strange carapace. Unparalleled power burst out from his body, and he punched the man again.
Even if a mountain stood in front of him, he would be crushed by Li Xuan's punch.
But the man stretched out his fingers and pressed Li Xuan's fist again, making Li Xuan feel as if his body was pressed by a mountain and he could no longer move.
"It's enough for one of the three heroes of the Li family to survive." The man said, reaching out to Li Xuan's chest with one hand.
Click!
The almost indestructible carapace was actually pierced by the man's palm, and his fingers clasped Li Xuan's heart.
Li Xuan's eyes bulged, and he felt as if his heart was about to be crushed.
The next second, a strange energy was transmitted into his heart, causing his heart to suddenly start beating, beating as fast as a motor with full power.
boom!
Explosive energy raged in Li Xuan's body, making Li Xuan feel like his body would explode like a firecracker at any time.
"Goodbye, little brother." Li Xuan stood there completely unable to move, and could only watch helplessly as the man retracted his palm and stood up to leave.
The man's last voice made Li Xuan's eyes widen. The door of memory seemed to be opened, and childhood memories emerged.
"You...you...you..." Li Xuan realized something and tried desperately to move his body to chase the man, but the body was completely out of his control. No matter how he struggled and roared, even if he tried to fight, Even if he was dying, he couldn't move a step. He could only watch the man disappear with tears of blood flowing from his eyes.
thump!
Li Xuan fell to the ground, unable to move his whole body. Only his heart was beating violently, as if someone had left something inside.
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