Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Hearing this, the corners of Xuanshen's mouth slowly and very slightly raised, and the upward arc was like the faint starlight that was hard to detect in the night sky. A faint but meaningful smile, like a gentle breeze, quietly and silently appeared on his angular, sculpture-like face. That face was like a work of art that had been carefully carved over the years, and every line contained a profound story. This smile seemed to contain the deep and boundless mysteries of the entire vast universe, mysterious and unpredictable, like a mysterious rune hidden in an ancient ruin, which made people involuntarily have a strong desire to explore it in depth.

He used a calm voice that seemed to come from ancient times, but it was also faintly mysterious, and he explained in a light tone: "When those people around you are inextricably linked to you, they are like dense spider webs, intricately intertwined in every corner of your life. Those threads, slender and tough, weave your life into a colorful but entangled picture. Those people who are closely related to you are like symbiotic branches, difficult to separate from each other. They grow together with you and depend on each other, just like the trees entwined in the forest, jointly resisting the invasion of wind and rain. Those who are closely related to you are like symbiotic branches, difficult to separate from each other. They grow together with you and depend on each other, just like the trees entwined with each other in the forest, jointly resisting the invasion of wind and rain. People who have a sincere affection for you regard you as an invaluable existence, and you also have a good feeling for them, regarding them as an indispensable and important part of your life. Their existence is like a beam of warm sunshine, illuminating every corner of your heart. However, when all these people disappear silently like illusory smoke, then you will be like an immortal who is detached from the world and extraordinary, without any worries. This kind of detachment is not indifference to emotions, but a state that transcends the world, allowing people to look at everything in the world from a broader perspective. In this way, it can be said that the seven emotions and six desires have been cut off in the true sense. "

When Wang Xunhai heard this, his heart was struck by a heavy blow from the sky and began to shake violently. This kind of shaking was like a huge and extremely heavy rock suddenly thrown into a calm lake that was originally as calm as a mirror and clear to the bottom. The rock, with endless power, instantly stirred up layers of violent ripples. Those ripples continued to spread, and there seemed to be a terrible tendency to completely swallow up his entire inner world. His thoughts fell into chaos, as if he was in a violent storm, unable to find a trace of peace.

He fell into deep thought, and his thoughts were like the surging, never-ending tide, one wave higher than the other, constantly and violently attacking his mental defenses. He deeply understood that it was not an easy task to achieve this goal. It was just like trying to climb a towering, steep and extremely majestic mountain. The mountain was surrounded by layers of clouds and mist, full of countless unknown dangers and difficult challenges, which made people daunted and timid. The clouds were thick and mysterious, as if hiding countless traps and mysteries, waiting for people to explore and solve.

Those who have deep emotional entanglements with him are undoubtedly the most important elements in his life. They are like bright and dazzling stars, carefully decorating and embellishing his life trajectory, making it colorful and meaningful. Their existence is like warm and gentle sunshine, gently illuminating his way forward. That sunshine, warm and bright, gives him the courage and strength to move forward. Their care is like sweet and clear spring water, nourishing his dry and exhausted heart. That spring water, clear and sweet, nourishes and comforts his heart. Their company, like a solid and reliable backing, gives him endless courage and strong strength. That backing, solid and reliable, allows him to move forward unswervingly when facing difficulties and setbacks.

How could such a precious emotional bond be easily cut off? Those warm smiles, like the spring breeze, gently brushed across his heart, making him feel endless warmth and comfort. That smile, brilliant and sincere, was like a flower blooming in spring, bringing people beautiful hope and vision. Those caring eyes, like a bright lamp, illuminated the direction of his life, allowing him to find the motivation to move forward in confusion. Those eyes, firm and gentle, were like the twinkling stars in the night sky, guiding him on the way forward. Those sincere and sincere words, like a warning bell, always alerted him, allowing him to keep a clear mind and keep moving forward. Those words, sincere and powerful, were like a horn on the battlefield, inspiring him to move forward bravely and not fear difficulties and obstacles.

These beautiful memories have long been like a deep mark, deeply imprinted in his heart, and have become the most precious memories in his life. Those memories, like wonderful movies, are constantly playing in his mind, making him feel the beauty and warmth of life. However, in order to pursue the supreme realm and control the laws of life in the world, he has to bravely face this extremely difficult choice. This choice is like an extremely heavy shackle, pressing him tightly, making it almost impossible for him to breathe smoothly. Every ring on the shackle is like a heavy burden, weighing him down so heavily that he can't breathe.

Wang Xunhai's eyes gradually became more resolute, as if there was a blazing fire burning in his eyes, which was a clear symbol of determination and fearlessness. The flame was hot and strong, as if it had the powerful force to burn all obstacles into ashes. He seemed to have made some kind of unshakable decision deep in his heart. The firm determination revealed in his eyes was as strong as steel, unbreakable, and would not waver at all. His eyes were like an extremely sharp sword, piercing straight into the distance, as if to ruthlessly cut through all the difficulties ahead. The sword flashed with a cold light, exuding an unstoppable momentum.

Wang Xunhai's eyes widened, filled with disbelief. His body trembled violently involuntarily, like a lonely, helpless, fragile leaf drifting in the bleak autumn wind. The trembling was an outward manifestation of his inner fear and anxiety. He looked so weak and seemed to be destroyed at any time. His voice also trembled constantly, mixed with a trace of despair and anger: "You, what a ridiculous joke you are playing!" His voice, with a bit of hysterical madness, seemed to be a strong accusation of the injustice of fate. The voice echoed in the air, with endless pain and struggle. After speaking, his eyes revealed a trace of confusion and panic, which was a deep fear of unknown things and confusion about the future direction. His eyes, like a lamb lost in the dark, were full of helplessness and hesitation, unable to find the direction to move forward. That look made people feel a deep sadness and helplessness.

Just as Xuanshen was about to continue speaking, Wang Xunhai took a deep breath and tried his best to calm himself down. However, his body was still shaking uncontrollably, and the shaking was like the aftermath of an earthquake, which continued to affect him. His voice was still shaking, with a hint of helplessness and struggle: "How should I make a choice? What should I do?" His voice, filled with endless confusion and bewilderment, kept echoing in the vast space and could not dissipate for a long time. That voice seemed to be the most real cry from the bottom of his heart, full of confusion about the future and unwillingness to his fate. That voice, like a sad melody, moved people and made them feel the pain and struggle in his heart.