Way of Choices

A few days ago, on the Lake Island, the old man of Tianji told Chen Changsheng that if he wanted to postpone the time of the outbreak of the injury in his body, then he should not continue to practice. He did not expect that instead of listening to his words, Chen Changsheng had become more brave and diligent. In such a short period of time, he was ready to break through. This had to make him feel worried and worried.

It was just too late. The lake breeze gently moved the robe. Chen Changsheng closed his eyes and was no longer in this world.

His consciousness returned to the most original place, and came to the quiet and far-reaching sea of ​​knowledge.

He moved his mind slightly, to understand the natural waves in the sea, and set off unimaginable giant waves. The waves were ten stories high, and the sound was extremely amazing. They kept piercing towards the gloomy sky above the sea.

It's just that the sky is too high, and no matter how high the huge waves are, it can't be touched. When it reaches the highest peak, it falls back helplessly and smashes countless fine pieces of white foam on the sea.

Those waves start in the sea, and if they can't be separated from the sea, they can't jump into the sky.

If you change to usual, just want to send a ray of consciousness into the sky, it is not difficult for him, but today he needs to send more consciousness to other places.

So he moved again, imagining Shennian as countless sharp weapons, or swords, or knives, and...cutting his mind.

A great masterpiece of the storm above the sea, countless storms came from the sky, and turned into countless ways to seem like real moves, slashing towards those surging waves.

The National Sword Academy, the Sword of Lishan Mountain, the Three Sings of Fishing Songs, the Three Swords of Wenshui, the Ningshuang Sword of Snow Mountain, the Broken Sword of the Star Picking Academy, the Linguang Sword of the Heavenly Taoist Academy, the three plum blossoms of Nanxizhai...

Countless swords were revealed in the storm, dancing wildly on the sea!

Those ten-story high waves were swayed unsteadily and gradually separated from the sea surface, but there was still the deepest bond that could not be completely disconnected.

A decisive drink broke out on the sea, and then a knife fell from the sky!

The first type of two broken knife tips, the origin!

This is the most powerful knife in the world. Before a knife, everything will be disconnected!

The huge wave finally disconnected from the sea, and then floated!

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The giant wave left the sea and turned into a piece of pure water, which looked like a piece of lake water outside the palace.

This piece of seawater lost contact with the sea, as if it had lost all its weight, and floated gently towards the dark sky, rising higher and higher, farther and farther, and finally following it for a long time without real passing But, in fact, every day in a solid passage to the deepest sea of ​​stars in the sky.

This piece of sea water is the essence of his consciousness and experience, and his most precious thing.

In the Xinghai, his consciousness still did not stop, continued to seem slow, but actually marvelously forward, after a long time, finally came to the edge of Xinghai.

It is so far away from the earth that it has reached the other side of Xinghai.

There is nothing but Xinghai, but what about nothing?

Chen Changsheng looked at a very distant place and always felt that there were countless stars faintly there.

In the library building of the National College of Education, the night he lit his life star, he felt this way, always like he was watching Wanjia lights.

It's a pity that it is too far away. With his current strength of intellect and concentration, he can't get there and can't explore the true margins of the world.

He retracted his gaze and looked at an inconspicuous corner on the edge of Xinghai. There was an inconspicuous star, very small and red, looking like an apple.

This is his life star.

His consciousness slowly leaned over.

The ocean fell on the little red star. Instead of lowering its temperature and extinguishing the flame, the red flame on the surface of the star became more violent!

Jinfeng Yulu met, turned into countless melts, sprayed countless stars into the dark space.

Almost beyond the shackles of time and space, the starlight, which is difficult to count, came back to the ground from the edge of the extremely distant star sea and poured into his body!

A bang! Chen Changsheng, sitting cross-legged, suddenly fell half a foot to the ground!

That's because the ground with three feet square below him fell together!

The lake wind roared, surrounded him, rang his robe and hunted, poured it into his scabbard, and made a humming tweet, which seemed extremely wild and excited.

The dust was so high that it went straight to the sky, like black smoke, which made the round of tomorrow a lot darker.

Someone looked inadvertently to the sky. I saw a dark spot in the dark sky, relative to the sun, which looked like a star in the night sky.

The question is, how is it possible to see the stars now or during the day? How could there be such bright stars in the world?

The man shook his head, drove the ridiculous thought out of his mind, and looked at the field again.

At this time, only Tianji old man did not look at Chen Changsheng sitting cross-legged, but looked at the sky.

Only he can be sure that a star has indeed appeared in the previously dark sky.

There is an unsolvable destiny in the Xinghai. Even he cannot determine the position of the star, but he knows why the star appeared.

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On this ordinary day in late summer, the midday sun is still so blazing, who will notice the fleeting star? Even if you notice, who can believe your eyes?

In a mountainous area on the outskirts of Kyoto, His Majesty the Pope stood in front of Archbishop Meilisha’s tomb and looked at the old friend’s name on the tombstone, with a worried look in his eyes, saying, “In the beginning we were worried that he would grow too fast, now It seems that this worry makes sense."

On the highest sweet terrace in Kyoto, the Queen Mother held her hands and looked at a place in the sky. The sun was very dazzling, but her eyes did not blink. Many years ago, from the day when His Majesty Emperor Taizong drove her out of the palace and was demoted to the Baicao Garden, she no longer looked directly at the sun. Today she is not looking at the sun. Mo Yu looked at her back in the back, thinking with some uneasiness, what did the mother-girl see before, and remained silent for so long?

In the most majestic and majestic and horrible palace in the old town of Snow, the devil sat in his chair, listening to the most loyal subordinates reporting on the recent movements of the devil and the forces between the royal nobles and the black robe of the military division. Conflict and silence, he was still a middle-aged scholar when he was in the cold mountains, but his face was much paler, and the landscape was already broken. He waved a little wearily and let the subordinate roll away. Suddenly, he sensed something. He looked up at the palace. After a moment of silence, he got up and walked to the front of a green plant.

This is a 洮子树 he brought back from Hanshan Creek.

He looked at the heavy yao on the treetops, frowned and said, "I'm going to be ripe so soon?"

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