When Jianxiu came to the Western Fantasy Continent

Energized by vitality, surrounded by the five elements, Hong Ming's breathing slowly changed from stagnant to long, and then from long to quiet. The meridians damaged by the war in his body have been repaired, and he is slowly tempered by the non-stop influx of five elements of true energy. Solid and flawless.

I don't know how long it took, the true spirit seed in his dantian suddenly floated up, soaring upwards with the agitating true energy.Suddenly, a voice sounded in his head.

What is sex?

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, it was really like a spirit.

What is life?

Congenital to essence, one breath is also dense.

Following the two self-questions, the ten fingers connect the heaven and the earth, the orifices penetrate the tendons, and the five-color light gathered in the five internal organs starts to move on its own, and floats towards the true spirit.

The earth is the body, the fire is the use, and the backlight shines on the air point of the dantian, and the five elements gather together, the soul stored in the liver, the spirit stored in the heart, the soul stored in the lungs, the ambition stored in the kidneys, and the meaning stored in the spleen , to unify the true meaning, nature and light, to see the nature clearly, without dust or dirt.

A celestial voice, like thunder like rain, like electricity like wind, swept away the haze in my heart.The book that I had studied hard, the incomprehensible solution seemed to have a clear understanding, and the true spirit seed trembled slightly, emitting a brilliant golden light.

In the extreme stillness, with a movement of the heart orifice, all kinds of past swarmed in.Whether weeping and mourning, or sour and ecstatic, all the joys and sorrows of the people he has seen and the things he has seen come to his heart.He has something to ask for, something to desire, something to gain, and something to give up.The seven emotions are complicated, and the six desires are clinging, what is there to give up?

The body lying flat on the couch suddenly trembled, an eye opened in front of the ancestral orifice, it was not inside the body, nor outside the body, it was about an inch or two in front of the eyes, it seemed to be seen but not seen, a ray of brilliance came in pieces, from the outside to the inside , Slowly gathered, condensed into a round shape, from the ancestral orifice straight into the Zifu, it was like a bright sun in the sky, dispelling the fog in the Zifu.

I saw the Kyushu tripod standing in the center of Zifu, the body of the tripod no longer has those complicated patterns, the golden crow, colorful mountains, and precious trees are gone, but there are four more patterns at the four corners, which are divided into gold, wood, water and fire, lingering endlessly.A bit of star power coiled around the body of the tripod, bringing out a hazy purple cloud.

Hong Ming looked around, and finally Lianpao knelt down on the ground.

A melodious bell rang.In the reverberation of the bell, a human voice appeared, neither male nor female, with the sound of clanging gold and iron.

[The world regards people as mayflies, and the Dao regards the world as nothing. 】

Hong Ming bowed his head and replied, "However, the primordial spirit is there, and the light of nature is born, transcending corruption, and there is no limit."

【What is Tao? 】

Hong Ming paused for a moment, then replied solemnly, "The heart and the sword are united, neither backing down nor yielding, never yielding. To protect those who should be protected in the world, and guard the meaning of what is in the heart. If external objects do not move, and the demons in the heart do not disturb, that is my way."

[Can you prove it? 】

"A little bit of true spirit, a ray of divine light, you can see your nature clearly, and understand the alchemy."

Following these words, Yuanshen swayed slightly, left the Purple Mansion, and went straight to the top of the sky.However, this is not Kyushu, there is no strong wind invading the body, no real fire burning the body, the primordial spirit flies to a very high place, and the vast world can be seen in full view.Bowing his head to all living beings, so sublime and mysterious, yet so impenetrable, he seems to be in the mortal world, and he seems to be going to break through the sky, but a voice grabs his heart, and his eyes are fixed, and he looks down .I saw a figure standing beside his body, with silver hair drooping, covering his face.

Hong Ming showed a hint of a smile, and with a flash of his soul, he returned to the Zifu.With the heat, the true spirit seed in the dantian began to swell, absorbing the power of all the five elements in the world, combining the four phenomena, and refining the soul.The five-color true essence condensed from the five internal organs melted into a true liquid, which overflowed the dantian, and finally shrank and turned into a mixed round golden pill, which fell into the center of the dantian.

As the alchemy was completed, the rays of the sun flourished and the fragrance overflowed, Hong Ming's bones hummed softly, like a roar of a tiger and a dragon's chant, followed by a fairy sound from heaven and earth. In this graceful music, he opened his eyes. eyes.

"you're awake……"

Standing two steps away, San stared blankly at the vision in front of him. Since a month ago, Hong Ming's body began to undergo changes. The four elements—oh, no, it should be five This kind of force surged into his body, and some colorless and odorless impurities began to overflow from the pores of his body, accumulating more and more, almost like a thick layer of cocoon covering the whole body, until today... the cocoon is cracked, unable to A spectacle of speech appeared in front of him, and amidst the colorful brilliance, the man who had been sleeping for more than 50 years finally opened his eyes...

Stared at by those obsidian-like eyes, Sarn found that his mouth could no longer speak, and it seemed that even his fingertips were trembling.He has changed, and it seems to be completely different from before. He is no longer able to see through it at a glance, but like those unpredictable gods, who can't feel happiness or anger, and can't feel emotions.The blood bond between them has been completely broken, and even the white light on his body has disappeared. Looking at it with night spectrum vision, it is like being shielded by the world, unable to touch, unable to perceive...

Hong Ming sat up from the bed, and with a light flick, the ashes and dirt around his body were completely dispersed.He stood up and strolled out.Where he walked, even the dust gave way, not daring to stain the soles of his robes and boots.

Walking out of this cave, Hong Ming looked around and saw green pines and cypresses lingering in the mountains. This place seems to be a cave. On the mountain farther away, a big rock has been neatly leveled, and traces of the day can still be seen, but the surrounding trees The growth is wanton, and the clusters of wild flowers and weeds...

Hong Ming withdrew his gaze and looked at the dark elf who was still trembling slightly beside him.

"How long have I been in seclusion?"

"52 years... 52 years and 75 days."

Sarn's voice was still a little trembling, and for a dark elf, it was a bit shameful trembling.

Hong Ming was a little dumb, and a trace of apology flashed across his eyes.He looked at the man beside him for a while, then suddenly opened his sleeves and embraced him in his arms.

"Fifty years... have you been by my side?"

The warm embrace was tightly wrapped around his body, Saen blinked, then suddenly stretched out his hand, and hugged him back forcefully.If Hong Ming were a mortal, he should feel pain in his ribs and difficulty in breathing at this moment, but he is not, only Ren Saen hugged him tightly.

"I was exhausted in that battle of the gods, and fell into a tortoise's breath. The true energy in my body repaired itself, and I could break out of the world by forming a yuan pill. Now I have the ability comparable to an earth immortal, and my lifespan has increased to two thousand Zai..." Hong Ming paused, then continued to speak softly, "It's only 50 years, which is too long even for you."

"Yeah, it's been too long." San closed his eyes, "25 years ago, Gray Robe passed away. The Master Guild came to an end with his death. There may still be academies and Dafa in this continent, but There are no more defecting mages... 12 years ago, Carlos also passed away, and Santani became the new empire of the southern continent, with the largest number of knights... five years ago..."

Hong Ming pulled away, and gently stopped the other party's following words. "There are so many people who practice the Tao. Every retreat takes more than a hundred years, and if the time passes by, how can we keep the old people?"

For today's Hong Ming, it is not too difficult to speculate on the secrets and check the fortune-telling. He can see some things even if he doesn't say them.There have been so many people in this continent who had intersected with his fate, which made him feel the emotions and desires, shocking and tortuous.However, there was always only one person who haunted him...

Sarn stopped, and after a while, he opened his mouth again, "What about you? What are you going to do when you come down? Your mission on this continent should have been completed. Will you...leave?"

Hong Ming nodded and flicked his sleeves, only to see a small bronze tripod flying out from his top, and instantly turned into a huge monster surrounded by purple air. Some kind of wonderful fluctuations overflowed from the tripod body, like calling, Also like an order.

"The Kyushu tripod has started to move, it's time to leave this world and return to Kyushu."

After saying this, Hong Ming turned around, looked at the dark elf who was already frozen in place, and showed a slight smile.This smile was like flying flowers floating on his cheeks, a faint blush flashed across the end of his eyes, the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a bewitching arc, that repulsive temperament seemed to be erased by something, and he became so intimate familiar.He stretched out a hand gracefully, and the wide sleeves of his robe almost fell to the ground.

"I want to return to Kyushu, would you like to go with me?"

"Back to your world, without the Spider Queen and God's Retribution, without all the notoriety brought by the dark elves."

"Of course. Soul and soul are united, climbing the ladder together and never being separated."

oh.Seeing the scene in front of him, San also smiled.

"Of course, my priest. I will."

He stretched out his hand, and his ebony fingers tightly grasped the white and flawless palm.One black and one white, two completely different colors merged into one in the flashing purple light, inseparable.

The brilliance flashed away, leaving only the gentle breeze passing through the Anserakia Mountains.

In the far southern continent, a bard picked up his beloved lute and embarked on another journey.In his beautiful singing, there are mages and knights, elves and dragons, and various legends left by gods. Of course, those wonderful legends are the most popular among the audience, those are the most secretive and most magnificent, The most beautiful love story, the dangerous drow from the underground and the beautiful lady from another world...

The sky is high and the sun is far away, and the years are long.

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The author has something to say: Huh, I finally finished writing. This ending has been lingering in my heart for several months. When the keyboard is typed, I can't tell whether it is satisfaction or loss.From conception to conclusion, the long journey of half a year is the first time I have written an article of this length. After much deliberation, I still need a postscript to be enjoyable.

In fact, when I conceived this article, my life was at a complete trough. I met a bad leader at work, and the pressure in my life was so great that I almost collapsed. My hobbies were questioned... The emotions at that time were really beyond words. In order to escape these pressures, I ran to write articles as soon as my brain got hot. From cold to self-recommendation, no one paid attention to it, to having regular readers, and then to entering v , code out this 35-word long story...

Writing is really tiring, especially for a short-lived person like me who spends a lot of time every day, abandoning almost all entertainment and socializing, and constantly coding and coding in front of the computer, flipping through various information, but again, this exhaustion saved me.In fact, I still have so many things to say in my heart, and these things fall on paper, and some people will really pay attention to them and love them... Now that I think about it, why do I like surfing the Internet and creating creations?To put it bluntly, I just want to communicate with like-minded friends and experience the joy of this kind of interaction.And after struggling for a long time, writing an article actually brought me back to my original state of mind, so relaxed.

Now that I have finished writing, looking back, there is only satisfaction and emotion left.In fact, the desire to confide in my heart has never disappeared, and after this desire is transformed into words, I can really find friends who are willing to read. This feeling is extremely happy.

In half a year, I wrote more than 30 words, changed jobs, and came to a new environment. It can be called a huge change, but I think this change is beautiful, and it also gave me more courage and confidence.In the next stage, I may have to deal with the things at hand first, and wait until all the dust settles before investing in the creation of the next book. I still have so many stories in my heart that I want to tell, and the communication is so wonderful. point, I will not give up easily.

In addition to these, there are thanks.I am really grateful to the friends who have followed the article in the past few months. Since it is the first time to write a long article, this article really has many structural flaws, idiot problems and loopholes that make people laugh and cry. But everyone I still chased it down. The first time I saw someone seriously replying, the joy and touch were indescribable.The supplementary points one by one, the long comments, the joy of being poked at the plot nodes, and even the reminders and short good-looking, cheering all made me very happy.

As a guy who often reads online articles, I know how easy it is for Bawang to write an article, and I also know more about the weight of these replies.There are also subscriptions after joining V, which are as short as I am. Each update may only be worth 1 cents, but every subscription is a real support and encouragement for me. Although this article seems to be a bit fierce, but look at it When it comes to those numbers in the background, the sense of accomplishment is still super shining!As for landmines and long comments, they were a complete surprise, and I was flattered >_< For an author, there is nothing more meaningful than these.So those who made this article are also those of you who are reading it and liking it.If I can find some reading pleasure from this article and like this story, then I will be satisfied.

Scratching my head, I got a lot of verbosity, but what should be over still has to end.This is the end of this article, and there will be a counter-offensive episode later, and the others should not be written on their own initiative. After all, for the author, leaving blank space is also a kind of beauty.But as I said before, if you really want to watch other supporting roles, you can try the long comments to order, hehe~~ I can’t refuse this =w=

Emma, ​​stop being sensational!That's it, thank you all!see you later!mwah! ! >3<.