Lord Hong

Sometimes it is more important than pure practice.

"This painting has allowed me to witness the rise and fall of a tribe." Yun Hong's eyes fell on a painting next to him: "What will I experience in the next painting?"

Yunhong approached again and began to observe.

This painting is not like the previous one which is divided into dozens of small scrolls. It is very majestic and looks quite simple. There is only a small grass on the huge scroll.

"Xiao Cao?" Yun Hong was puzzled, but also curious.

He watched and thought... Unknowingly, he was immersed in it again, forgetting himself and the past, and then he seemed to turn into this little grass in the painting.

...It was unknown when and where, in the darkness and loneliness, a small grain of grass was buried and wrapped.

No sprouts, no roots.

Just staying there quietly like this, time slowly passed, it became more and more withered, but it still didn't completely lose its vitality.

Day after day, year after day... maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years...

The darkness seemed to never end.

But this little grain of grass is still persisting in the endless darkness. It doesn't seem to know what the persistence is for, and it doesn't know the meaning of persistence.

Because it was born in darkness, this endless persistence may be just for persistence.

at last.

One day, a ray of light pierced the darkness.

It's just that this little grain of grass doesn't understand what light means to itself, because it has never seen light before.

The rain seeps down.

This is the first drop of water it encounters.

Grass, just following its own instinct, stretches, sprouts, grows, and finally breaks through the barrier of the last layer of thin soil... In its instinctive sense, there seem to be thousands of small grasses beside it , this is a grassland.

It is nothing special, after persisting for a long time, it is just a member of thousands of grasses.

And this little grass is not lost, nor does it feel that it should be special after going through the darkness. It is instinctively full of joy and enjoys the warmth of the sun...

"The mystery of life."

"Is this the life of a small grass?"

Yun Hong slowly opened his eyes again, there was not much confusion in his eyes, but more of a sense of relief and emotion: "It is just the most common grass, no one cares about its growth and death, but it is Persevere until the day comes."

"Its persistence is just an instinct, but this instinct is full of hope!" Yun Hong muttered to himself.

He stood there, but there were thousands of thoughts in his mind.

If it is told by others, maybe Yunhong will understand a little bit, but how can he match this kind of feeling?

The history of this little grass seems to be far less magnificent than the content of the previous picture scroll, but it shocked and baptized Yunhong's soul more profoundly.

His primordial spirit produced special changes.

His Dao Xin will is also faintly changing.

"In the past, my goal always seemed to be staring at those vast and lofty figures, forgetting about those around me, and forgetting those small people and things."

"In front of my eyes, everything in this world seems to be just for cultivation."

"It seems that cultivation is the only truth in the world."

"However, everything in the world, whether it is the powerful beings who are so powerful that they can destroy the world with a snap of their fingers, or the grass that is so weak that no one knows it, all have their pursuit of beauty."

"Whether it is the rise and fall of thousands of years, or the survival of several days, they all have special meanings!" Yun Hong thought silently.

Gradually, a vague feeling rose in Yunhong's heart, a special feeling.

to this feeling.

He couldn't explain clearly.

"I don't really understand it, so I don't need to understand it for the time being." Yunhong calmed down: "Go on to the next picture."

Yunhong continued to read.

that's it.

A painting is connected with a painting... Each painting is not like an ordinary painting, it seems to be a fusion of a piece of historical life, evolving a period of time.

Yunhong turned into a dead star, and felt the loneliness of being a dead star in the vast galaxy, as well as the absolute tranquility.

Yunhong once transformed into a martial arts swordsman, and realized the happy and enmity years of the rivers and lakes.

Once incarnated as a seriously ill old man, he felt the pain and regret of losing his life force and stepping towards the end of his life step by step.

He has also become an immortal cultivator with extremely ordinary talents, struggling hard among the immortal cultivators with poor resources, wandering on the edge of life and death countless times...

It also turned into a big fish in the vast ocean, followed its pace, and swam around the vast deep sea.

It has also become a beam in front of a palace, silently witnessing the changes of a clan for thousands of years.

A tree, a stone, a cultivator, a river, the rise and fall of an empire, the explosion of a star, the evolution of life... as time goes by.

Yunhong experienced more and more, sometimes it felt like a dream, and sometimes he felt that he had really lived for so long, and his understanding of Taoism did not make any progress.

But his primordial spirit is undergoing drastic changes.

His Dao Xin will is undergoing an unprecedented transformation!

And this transformation of Dao Xin will also made the special feeling in his heart more and more intense, but it seemed extremely difficult to touch... but it became more and more clear.

blink of an eye.

Yunhong has seen a full 36 pictures, and the real time in the inheritance hall has passed six full years, which is not a short period of time.

"To comprehend the secret technique?"

"No, these scrolls already contain the power of time, the mighty power of time."

"The secret art I want to create from these scrolls seems not to be just a moment of youth." Yun Hong had a faint realization in his heart: "It should be concentrated by time and washed away by time."

From quantitative to qualitative change.

After waking up from the changes of the scrolls over time, Yun Hong also gradually came to his senses. These scrolls not only gradually sublimated his soul.

Another point is that his primordial spirit has gone through a long 'baptism of time'.

"Time!" Yun Hong's heart was like a mirror.

The low-level immortal cultivators like the real alchemy realm and the spiritual consciousness realm can hardly sense space, but even if the high-level immortal cultivators have no talent, they almost all have a sense of the way of space. Why?

Because they have clearly sensed the space through the world in their bodies, they can naturally grasp some of the mysteries of space with the passage of time.

same!

Immortal cultivators are almost impossible to sense the mystery of time, but immortals and gods can generally comprehend time?Why?

Without him!

Immortals live long enough!

"Having experienced tens of thousands to tens of thousands of years, I can naturally feel the passage of time and feel the ruthlessness of time." Yun Hong secretly said: "I can also feel the mystery of the origin of time in this world."

Suddenly, Yun Hong thought of a joke - a pig can live for millions of years before becoming a sperm.

"From a certain point of view, this is also correct." Yunhong secretly said, longevity and long-term vision is the most orthodox way of practice.

"Although I don't understand the way of time, I can still experience the picture scroll time and time again, as if the time has acted on my soul, and the traces left behind also make me feel a lot." Yun Hong sighed secretly.

It's like being beaten a lot, so you naturally learn to avoid it.

When you live long enough, you will naturally have a sense of 'time'.

"I just don't know if the secret technique that the Palace of Inheritance wants me to create is related to time." Yun Hong realized something in his heart, and immediately a sword appeared in his hand.

Flying Feather Sword!

The next moment, the sword light emerged.

Wow~~~ Wisps of faint sword light, like silk threads, floated in front of Yunhong and wrapped around the Feiyu sword. It was unspeakably dreamlike. This is the core mystery of the "Universal Sword World" he created.

but.

This is not the end, it's just the beginning.

I saw more strands of sword light erupting from the Feiyu sword, continuous, seemingly endless, and among the subsequent bursts of sword light, some erupted faster, and some erupted in an extremely strange manner. slow down.

It seems that the speed of time is different, but the countless silk threads entangled with each other are perfectly integrated!

"Boom!" The strands of silk-like sword light merged completely, and then erupted suddenly, covering the square as wide as a hundred miles in an instant.

"The superimposition of the triple sword world should be the limit in front of me." Yun Hong silently sensed that this was his touch of the power of 'Time Mystery'.

Chapter 65 The Strongest Dao

"In an instant, the three layers of swords superimpose, and the power of this sword is probably five or six times stronger than before!" Yun Hong smiled lightly, and his heart was full of shock.

"No wonder, back then, Qi Fengtai was able to kill a return to the universe realm with a single sword."

Yunhong sighed secretly: "I am just my soul being infected by time, and I have naturally realized a little bit of the mystery of time. The method of comprehension is similar to that of Qi Fengtai before. The flow speed increases."

Time accelerates!

Very simple means.

But it was precisely this trace of the mystery of time that he had comprehended that made Yunhong's strength skyrocket. After all, he did not comprehend any new sword skills, but only superimposed and merged the triple sword world, which can only be regarded as the simplest application of the mystery of time.

It has such an incredible change.

The way of time is worthy of being the strongest way!

Just as Yunhong was thinking, suddenly, a string of words directly appeared on the top of his head: "The inheritor has just realized the secret art, please continue to create stronger secret art along this road!"

"First enlightenment of the secret technique?"

Yun Hong stared at the string of words in astonishment, his eyes filled with joy: "This inheritance place, it seems, didn't completely ignore me, it should be monitoring me all the time, and now at least gave me a little response."

Although the string of words appeared, it seemed that it could not help Yunhong.

Moreover, Yunhong did not really meet the test requirements.

However, at least let Yunhong understand that after six years in the inheritance hall, he has finally found the right path!

Six years, if you count the time Yun Hong spent immersed in those scrolls, it may have been more than 10 years.

Such a long time.

Yunhong seems to be taking everything in a leisurely manner, but how can he not be anxious in his heart?He's always worried that he's wasting his time on the wrong track.

After all, understanding those scrolls will continuously transform the mind and will, which will be of great benefit to subsequent cultivation, but this is not Yunhong's goal, and his goal is still to be passed on through inheritance.

And now.

This string of words is like a bright light appearing in the endless darkness, illuminating the way forward for Yun Hong, so that there is no longer any doubt in front of him.

"time!"

"This place of inheritance, these hundred scrolls, is for me to comprehend the way of time." Yun Hong firmly believed this in his heart: "That's right, under normal circumstances, returning to the universe world can touch a trace of the mystery of time, which is called You can be a peerless evildoer, but you can feel it when you first enter the realm of myriad things...and I have only practiced for a hundred years."

Counting these six years, Yun Hong's real age is over a hundred years old.

"However, speaking of it, the test of the Palace of Inheritance is really demanding." Yun Hong secretly said: "When I touched the mystery of time, I just realized the secret art for the first time, and I don't know where I need to go."

"Don't feel the other picture scrolls first, try to comprehend the way of time." Yun Hong sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.

……

In the depths of the vast sea of ​​stars, on that ordinary star.

"This kid is more ruthless and decisive than in the dream." The green-robed old man sat on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance leisurely. With his supernatural power, he could easily search the entire star with a single thought.

He was observing the little guy he had given the chance before, to see what changes he could bring to this star.

Between heaven and earth, in the vast sea of ​​stars, the green-robed old man can almost be said to be at the top, and there are only a handful of beings who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

However, he is still on the road of cultivation, and the world is still full of endless secrets.

For the green-robed old man, walking among the heavens, as small as a plant of grass or even a speck of dust, as large as a star or even a vast world, is a manifestation of the operation of the original law, and it is worth understanding carefully.

"Ok?"

The old man in green robe raised his head slightly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.