Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 1037

Time flies, flies like an arrow.

If you are looking for fairness in the world, this may be the fairest thing.

It transcends the rich and the poor, the noble and the humble, the ordinary and extraordinary, and the yin and yang of life and death.This is also what the Tao Te Ching says, the world is not benevolent, and everything is a humble dog.Time, or it can also be considered as one of the enforcers of heaven and earth.

Xu Tonghui felt its ruthlessness.

As early as when he was the banker in Qingshui City, he had deeply felt it.

Leaving Qingshui City, he also had the so-called "Luck Path", which did not make him forget that kind of ruthlessness.

On the contrary, whether it is the progress of his own practice or the big bosses in the outside world who seem to be sinking in the quagmire compared with him, he deeply feels something that is hard to describe.

And all the emotions along the way finally merged into hard work.

Only hard work can live up to this fate.

Only hard work can live up to this life.

Only by working hard and moving forward as far as possible on the path of practice can it be possible, a little bit possible...

Approach the young master.

Xu Tonghui hasn't seen his young master for a long time.

Now, the only way he can "meet" the young master is in his dream.

From unaccustomed to accustomed, and inexplicably, Xu Tonghui felt a kind of remoteness, which became more and more obvious with the progress of his practice.

It's distance, not unfamiliarity in relationship.

But if it goes on forever...

"Master, to what level do I have to practice to get close to you?"

Apart from cultivation, this should be the question Xu Tonghui wanted to ask the most, but of course he didn't ask it, but just told himself time and time again in his heart, work hard!do your best!

About a few days later, the second dream came again.

This time, Leng Qingyun practiced for decades in a place called the desert.

Long yellow sand, sparse vegetation.

The scorching hot and ruthless sun, the vast and far-reaching starry sky.

There were no fireworks, no trace of people, not to mention the ground, not even a bird flew in the sky.

Leng Qingyun has always been alone here, with only the sky, the sun, the moon, and the long yellow sand to accompany him.

And every day when the yellow sand was scorched, and when night came when the yellow sand quickly turned into icy night, the only thing that stayed with him forever was the silent blood in his body.

It is speechless, but in fact it can speak.

Day after day, night after night, Leng Qingyun gradually understood it from its quietness and rush.

Then they joined hands together and went through the stage of Tongmai Realm.

Leng Qingyun is Xu Tonghui, and Xu Tonghui is Leng Qingyun.

The experience in the dream was so deep, so deep that in just one night, Xu Tonghui really felt that he had lived in the desert for decades.

And on the next day, when he finally got out of this immersion, he couldn't help thinking, what is the difference between Xu Tonghui and Leng Qingyun?
This kind of thinking brought Xu Tonghui more thinking about practice.

For the next short period of time, during the day, when he was free, Xu Tonghui still received visitors at home or went out for appointments.

The practice exchanges and compilations of Sihaimen and other companies are continuing, and Xu Tonghui is actually taking on the task of making a decision.It's just the level of condensing qi, and with Xu Tonghui's level and knowledge at this time, he realized what is called palm-like pattern.

Days after days, the third dream did not come.

Just when Xu Tonghui doubted whether he was here, the next dream came.

And this dream is very bizarre.

It was different from the previous two dreams.

It is different from what Xu Tonghui has experienced, seen, heard or even imagined in the past few decades.

The houses here are not made of wood.

Some are made of wood, but most are not.

The houses here have one floor and two floors, but there are also ten and twenty floors, and there are... one hundred and two hundred floors...

Standing on the top of the very tall building, it seems to be close to the sky.

However, this is just Leng Qingyun when he was a teenager.

Leng Qingyun here is not in the Ye family, not in the family school, but in a place called a school. What he learns is not called practice, but has nothing to do with practice.

More than ten years later, he was admitted to a university, and the major he studied was called astronomy.

An unimaginable world, just like that.

Blue planets, fiery red planets, asteroid belts that exist in the form of billions of fragments, rotating galaxies centered on black holes, galaxy isolation circles like white mist...

He sat on a huge tourist ship with many people, circling the planet they were on.

He walked on a strange planet with a few friends.

Adolescent, youth, middle age, old age.

Vision and insight are enriched little by little along with learning and experience, and the innate body is also getting old and decaying little by little along with this experience.

He is a mahasiddha.

He is a recipient of the nation's highest medal.

"In this life, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

When the end of life finally came, the country asked.

"I remember back then, when I was just admitted to university." He pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty, and smiled with memories, "The first star I observed was called the Light Walnut Star, which is very close to our planet. Only 14 billion light-years away."

"I can't get there while I'm alive."

"And now, I want to go there and see."

Sitting on a special spaceship named after him, he left the planet he had lived on all his life, left the very familiar small star system, and flew in the direction of a star 14 billion light-years away...

Before long, his life ended in flight, in silence and darkness.

……

After waking up this time, Xu Tonghui was in a daze longer than the previous two times.

Much longer.

It's even hard for him to fully come out of that experience.

All those grotesque, seemingly real and illusory.

Also, at the end of life, the trip to space is like exile and destination.

Xu Tonghui spent the whole day in a daze.

Until night fell again.

As usual, a normal night.

Crooked moon, bright stars.

There is also the huge belt of light inlaid with many stars, but it is not very clear in this season.

Very normal situation.

But this time, Xu Tonghui raised his head.

In the decades of his life, from his ignorant childhood to the present, Xu Tonghui has looked up at the sky countless times, either intentionally or unintentionally, or for a long time, or just for a short glance.

But at this time, under the calm gaze, is the soul-stirring.

"Is every star so huge that it cannot be described?"

"Is this one I stepped on, also a 'star'? If it is placed in the sky, it is very inconspicuous, very inconspicuous, and it is even completely invisible."

……

Lying by the side of the pavilion, Xu Tonghui watched the stars all night.

And when the dawn came again, and even the last star he could see disappeared from the sky, Xu Tonghui was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled suddenly.

Stand up.

clear heart.

Concentrate.

Stretch your palm.

Lift your feet.

Slowly, pulling away from the stance, Xu Tonghui started the open-strike practice boxing that he had done countless times.

I don't know how many times I've played it.

But this time, it felt weird.

So many times.

It also seems...

Just the first contact.

(End of this chapter)