Into the Immortal Cultivation - Chapter 2017

[Chapter 31 Interesting and interesting discoveries discovered]

“That ascetic has seen something that only the King of Light has seen?”

Such thoughts flashed in Gandogon Mingwen’s heart.

No one knows what the icon on the inner wall of the Great Bright Shrine is. Since countless “ancient times”, there has been no clear understanding of what that means.

There was a clear guess that it might be the essence of some kind of peerless formation. However, a certain generation of King of Light once organized a large number of monks to reverse the formation method according to the diagram.

However, to no avail.

Nothing has been researched.

Generally speaking, even if the icon is an array diagram, it still needs a spiritual power flow structure that can be matched with it.

And the inheritance of the true meaning that may carry these information was all erased by the last innocent disaster before the first generation of the King of Light returned to the light.

And such a huge array, the designed spiritual power changes have exceeded the calculation and design capabilities of the Ming people.

In the end, the project was over.

But now, a similar structure has appeared in another ascetic monk who has nothing to do with the lineage of the King of Light.

No relationship?

Suddenly, the president of the Zhe Ming Association paused. The King of Light is in the lineage of all generations, but occasionally there are side branches. This is all normal.

It is indeed possible for the general glorious side branch to know the internal pattern of the Great Bright Shrine. This is all normal.

In other words, whether he is or not, the influence is not very big. The president of the Zheming Society actually doesn’t care about this issue.

However, why didn’t Bie Ming, but the ascetic monk, comprehend this key? And relying on that icon, they formed such a Nascent Soul?

No, not just that.

The original generation of the King of Light was also amazing and brilliant, completely different from the King of Light of the current generation, who was ambitious and sparse. But he didn’t even know that the icon was a projection of a three-dimensional lattice group on a plane. And the ascetic monk was sure of this. The Nascent Soul created by him, only seen from a specific angle, is like the icon of the King of Light in the first generation.

That’s why Gdogon didn’t think of this icon in the first place. This picture is not a classic of the Zheming Society, he is not familiar with it, and only when he perceives it from a certain angle, the Nascent Soul looks like a picture.

Or, he saw something that only the first-generation King of Light had seen, so he created that kind of Nascent Soul.

Gdogon Ming asked for sure, if it was what he guessed. The first generation of the King of Light and the ascetic monk had similar understandings from seeing the same things, and finally cultivated similar tastes, then…the thing they saw would definitely not be under the light. .

All things in the light, all existence, they have seen. Maybe there are things they don’t understand yet, but at least they have seen it.

And what the light group in the dot matrix represented was something they had never seen before.

Gandogon can bet on all the tome of the Zhemiah that it’s definitely not anything they’re familiar with. He had never heard of anything like it.

If that thing really exists in the world of light, then it will definitely be seen by other Ming, and even legends will circulate.

After all, that was something that the first generation of King Guangming would be shocked and comprehended by it!

Thinking of this, Gandogon Mingwen’s body began to tremble.

Mahayana monks should capture all the power of all their thoughts. This is an ability.

But since it is “ability”, there should be times when “powerless” and “powerless”.

His mood was turbulent, and it was beyond the scope of his gong physique.

The people of fire have no concept of spirit and flesh. They don’t distinguish between spirit and flesh like the human race. The perturbation of the mind on their bodies is very obvious.

At this moment, all the surrounding Ming clans were different from this same clan. They are but, and curious, and countless light whiskers look at him, asking him what to do.

Suddenly, Gdogon did his best to expand his psychic awareness.

He strives to forget his inner self and use his spiritual sense to perceive the outside world. He felt the Ming around him one after another, one after another. Countless lights pass this between the Ming tribes. After each Ming receives the words of the previous Ming, it will pass it on to the next, and will add its own understanding and annotations when there is something. This is the unique communication method of the Ming people.

One after another, more and more huge lights jumped back and forth in the bright group. However, when light is complex to a certain extent, it does not become larger. Just as there is a limit to the speed of human speech, so does the expressive ability of the Ming people.

In the huge flow of information, the perception of light. The insights about the Great Dao have been repeated and emphasized countless times.

Consciousness continues to expand. Gradually, he felt more light. Countless brights gathered together, and some of them were similar to the icon left by the first-generation King of Light, or the Nascent Soul of the leader of the ascetic monk.

But the latter two are far more complex. Even if all the Ming people add one piece, they can’t make up such complexity.

“Is it… a structure composed of some kind of huge light?”

Such thoughts flashed through Gandogon’s mind, and they spread out unconsciously to other individuals around.

The Ariake people were interested in this, so the new discussion was transmitted through light.

If there are human races who have stepped into the fairyland in the past 100 years, they will be surprised to find that this kind of communication method of the people of fire is actually different from the small illusions they call “forums” and “podiums”. online community] are very similar.

But Gdogon’s mind went beyond them. The Ming group that crossed, crossed their round. He felt as if he had crossed his own race and ran towards the light.

In front of the magnificent source of light, he finally calmed down.

No, using “calm” is very inappropriate. His emotions were still high. His enthusiasm did not fade.

He realized a new key point.

“Those three ascetic monks were discovered at the boundary of existence. And King Guangming’s last exploration is that the boundary of existence is the place where Kongwu demons enter the world of light, which is Kongyuan!”

Kongyuan! Empty abyss! Empty abyss!

There is simply magic in this place. It is the place where the empty demons entered this world and destroyed the Ming people’s past. It was the end of the journey of the first King of Light, and it was also the place where the ascetic monk was discovered.

If there is something that the ascetic monk and the King of Light may have seen, but the other Ming has not seen it, it should be…

“Beyond Kongyuan!”

He was so excited.

General of the Judge Hall, there is nothing new in the light. In fact, Zheminghui did not blatantly refute this one. Many members of the Zhe Minghui believe that there is no new discovery in the world of light. All things have been observed, but there are still mysteries that have not been revealed.

But now, he seems to have found the boundaries of the known world.

“Empty Yuan…empty…”

Some kind of feeling couldn’t stop emerging. He had a feeling he had never felt before.

This feeling is similar to the sense of mission, but there are some differences.

However, he knew that he had to go to Kongyuan.

What if the King of Light stops it? As long as there is that… as long as he sees it…

he no longer stays, but spreads out the light and goes to the Zheming Guild Hall.

……………………………………………………………………

Above Kongyuan, Wang Qi and other cultivators are finally ready to set off.

Although Likota Zhouhuan still said frightenedly, these three ascetic monks are just like stupid, they don’t understand anything, and there is a high probability that they will lose their honor in front of you.

That’s a felony.

However, Costa Justice felt that this should not be a big problem. Moreover, the King of Light indicated that he wanted to see the three ascetic monks.

It is also a sin to make the King of Light wait.

The three ascetic monks were just like the country bumpkins who saw the high-level monks for the first time, and they were extremely rude to use their spiritual sense to explore the Grand Inquisitor’s escape. This made Likota Zhouhuan twitch all over. She declared very hard: “Rough life! Enough! Don’t be rude in front of the chief referee!”

“He just forgot.” The chief referee was very tolerant. He radiated a soft light and said, “It’s not a big mistake.”

“But if it’s still like this in the Shrine of Light…”

“I guess the King of Light won’t blame them for this trivial matter, right?” Costa Justice said. , set up the escape light, and hurriedly fell.

Rikota Zhouhuan just felt that the surrounding light suddenly shattered, turning into a faint blue halo in front of them.

Just for a moment, this scene stopped.

“Isn’t this the core circle?” Likota Zhouhuan’s heart sank, thinking that the chief referee might not have been to the core circle and lost her way.

At this time, the leader of the ascetic monk suddenly concentrated his spiritual consciousness in a certain direction, looking thoughtful.

Costa Justice is parting the Gang. Seeing the actions of the leader of the ascetic monk, he was also slightly taken aback: “The perception is so sharp? What a transparent heart!”

If it is not transparent and profound, how could it have such a perception ability in the Nascent Soul?

Li Ketaqi said: “What? What happened? The chief judge…”

“The caracal beast…the powerful caracal beast.” Costa Justice said: “This place is too close to the Yuan Magnetic Pathway, maybe there is a line of travel. Ming will be harmed by caracal beasts. I got rid of those caracal beasts.”

Although the strength of the caracal beast is stronger, the life span is shorter, and it will fend for itself if left alone. However, Costa Justice could not tolerate caracal injuries.

Wang Qi was curious to observe the conversation between the two.

He knew the word [caracal], but he couldn’t understand it. He probably guessed that this word should be the same as “vermin” and “monster” in the human language, not referring to a single species, but a general term for a class of species. From the previous dialogue, those things called “caracal beasts” should not be civilized creatures.

However, he observed another batch of plasma creatures with different structures from the Ming people, but they were communicating in a language of… high-energy particles.

Yes, that is without a doubt “language”. Those creatures are not plasma beasts, but serious intelligent creatures.

[End of this Chapter]